Chapter 42: Climbing the Tower

The pagoda was not far from the two of them, and they ran fast, so the two of them quickly ran under the pagoda.

"Little Taoist, can you Taoist priests also climb the pagoda? Didn't you say that you don't conspire with each other? Cinnabar shouted in the back, trying to take the opportunity to distract the little Taoist.

"My master said that the Tao is the spirit of all things, the source of all things, so whether it is a god, a Buddha or a ghost, it is the Tao! Buddha is the Tao, that's what my master said. The little Taoist priest did not look back, and climbed the pagoda with a gust of wind.

"Eh, didn't your master teach you to be humble to girls?" Cinnabar couldn't help but be a little annoyed when she saw that the little Taoist priest hadn't slowed down at all, and she didn't understand what the little Taoist priest meant.

"Eh, my master taught me never to trust anyone, not even him, ah, this old bastard, I'm so angry!" The little Taoist priest seemed to know that Cinnabar was just to slow him down, and he didn't answer her words, but what Cinnabar said reminded him of his master, and thought of his bastard master who even deceived himself.

The stupa has a total of seven floors, which is often referred to by Buddhists as the floating temple. The tower is an octagonal stone tower with two doors on the ground floor. The little Taoist priest and cinnabar each ran into one of the doors, each corresponding to a staircase, and converged just when they reached the second floor.

Although Cinnabar is a girl, the little Taoist priest has a cloth bag hanging on his body, and he doesn't know what to carry on his back, and he is carrying a wine jar in his hand. Unlike cinnabar, you can use both hands and feet.

When he ran to the second floor, Cinnabar was about to catch up with the little Taoist. The little Taoist priest panicked and immediately sped up, the inside of the stupa was not big, the steps were steep and narrow, and it was very laborious for him to climb by himself, and some of the wooden planks had cracks due to aging, and some even fell sawdust.

Cinnabar looked at the figure of the little Taoist priest and disappeared in the corner again and again, striding the steps unconvinced, each floor of the pagoda only has a small window that is transparent from north to south, but because the sky is not yet bright, and there is no sunlight penetrating in, the tower is a little dim, and the two people can only step by feeling.

The third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, at the corner of the sixth floor, seeing that the little Taoist priest was about to climb the seventh floor, the cinnabar suddenly stepped on the empty foot.

"Ahh Cinnabar suddenly shouted behind the little Taoist.

"What's wrong? Miss Zhu? The little Taoist priest immediately stopped.

"My foot is twisted," Cinnabar cried.

"Don't move!" The little Taoist priest hurriedly returned and ran to Cinnabar.

"Which foot?" The little Taoist priest knelt on one knee.

"Left foot." Cinnabar covered her feet in pain, "It hurts, it seems that I can't walk anymore." ”

"Don't be afraid, take your hand away and let me see." The little Taoist priest gently patted Cinnabar's back and comforted.

Cinnabar listened to the little Taoist priest's words and slowly removed his hand. The ankles under the skirt were twisted a little red and swollen, as if they were out of place.

The little Taoist priest held Cinnabar's ankle with his hand. Cinnabar screamed in pain.

"Hold on, it might hurt a little."

"Forget it, you help me down, and I'll find a way to go back myself." After all, the ankle is a girl's more private part, and it was held by such a strange Taoist priest, although he was kind, but Cinnabar still seemed a little flustered, she shrunk her feet in the hands of the little Taoist, and said a little embarrassed.