Chapter 307: Pagoda Hidden Demon (II)

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The moon traveled westward, gently brushing the spire of Qiyun Pagoda towering high.

This world-famous pagoda is said to have been built in the Yongping period of the Eastern Han Dynasty, also known as the Sakya Relic Pagoda, the Golden Square Pagoda, and the White Horse Temple Pagoda, and is the first pagoda built after Buddhism was introduced to China.

The local people have passed on such a proverb: "There is a Qiyun Pagoda in Luoyang, which is only one zhang eight away from the sky." Although it is a bit exaggerated, the height of Qiyun Pagoda can be seen.

Diao Xiaosi found himself like a sweeping monk, climbing one floor after another, as if there would never be an end to this Qiyun Pagoda.

After an hour of fighting, he had already entered the eighth floor of Qiyun Tower, but he still did not find the head of Mr. Liu, who had killed a thousand knives and was struck by lightning.

Diao Xiaosi had no choice but to pray that Mr. Liu's dart head was average, so that he would not be favored by the old thief of Dongding, otherwise his 50,000 gold would inevitably be lost.

After a short break on the eighth floor, he ascended the wooden staircase that led to the ninth floor.

Each layer of Qiyun Pagoda has been forbidden by Master Dongding, if it is replaced by ordinary people, they may just step into the tower and the formation will be activated and people will be noticed, and there is a chance that there will be no place to bury.

But for Diao Xiaosi, the last thing he is afraid of is the magic circle. In those days in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, he cracked not a thousand but eight hundred, which was only stronger than these knockoffs set by Master Dongding. So it took time but didn't spend energy all the way, but I was a little curious and didn't know what the magic circle of the ninth layer would be?

He climbed the stairs to the ninth floor, and surprisingly, the ban on the magic circle in the building had not been activated, and only a little girl was sitting by the window in the empty tower.

said it was a little girl, but it wasn't necessarily. She wore a strange golden mask on her face, covering half of her face under the bridge of her nose, revealing only a pair of big dark eyes, staring at Diao Xiaosi without blinking.

Diao Xiaosi didn't expect that there were other people in the tower besides the old monk, he was startled at first, and after seeing clearly that the other party was thin and just a little girl, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and showed the Youquan short knife, trying to pretend to be a big pervert, and threatened in a low voice: "Don't scream, otherwise hehe, hehe......"

The little girl was obviously frightened by Diao Xiaosi's **** performance, and subconsciously covered the cherry mouth under the mask.

Diao Xiaosi was overjoyed when he saw this, and secretly said that the little girl was really easy to deceive, although Lao Tzu likes beautiful women, he is not so perverted that he doesn't even let go of the flowers of the motherland. What's more, this little girl has no breasts and no breasts, no buttocks, no buttocks, no matter how beautiful her face is, she is still only a half-finished product.

Just like those literati who like to attract bees and butterflies, have you seen them drooling around a caterpillar that has not grown up?

He observed the surrounding movements intently, and made sure that there was only such a strange little girl nearby, and his heart was even more determined, and he deliberately turned the Youquan short knife in his hand, and approached step by step: "Tell me honestly, are you the daughter or granddaughter of the old thief in Dongding?"

The little girl stared at the Youquan short knife that kept turning in Diao Xiaosi's hand in horror, and shook her head and didn't dare to make a sound.

Diao Xiaosi was stunned and said, "No, the old thief is still a pedophile?"

The little girl suddenly cried out in a low voice, and cried out, "Uncle save me, I'm scared ......"

Diao Xiaosi was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly grabbed the little girl's clothes and said viciously: "Niang Xipi, you treat Lao Tzu as a fool!"

The little girl shook her head desperately in fright, and said with tears in her eyes: "Old monk, he, he beat me, and ...... with a whip."

Diao Xiaosi was stunned for a moment, lifted the shirt on the little girl's back, and saw that the original crystal as jade skin was full of shocking whip marks, some of which had just formed scars, and some of which had just fallen off.

Diao Xiaosi put down his shirt and heard the little girl sob: "I also have ...... on my arms and legs."

Diao Xiaosi really wanted to know if there were other scars in other parts of the road, such as the chest and buttocks, but given that the other party was an underage girl, it was good to think about this kind of beast in his head.

Seeing that Diao Xiaosi didn't speak, the little girl thought that she had hope, so she opened her little arms and hugged his waist, crying and begging: "Uncle, please save me from the gang." I'm scared, I don't want to stay here, save me, woo woo woo ......"

Diao Xiaosi's head immediately became as big as a fight, he sneaked into Qiyun Pagoda this time to save people. But it was an old man worth 50,000 taels of gold. Now the golden old man didn't find it, but he met such a little girl inexplicably. Could it be that after making trouble for a long time, the "guest" mentioned by the little monk Daoming is this girl?

He asked, "What's your name and how old are you?"

The little girl slowly stopped crying and replied in a low voice, "My name is Xiaoya, and I just turned twelve this year. ”

"Only twelve years old?" Diao Xiaosi couldn't help but sigh for a while, it was the budding flower bones, and in a few years, she would be a big beauty no less than the princess's little lady's skin, wouldn't staying here be a waste for the old thief of Dongding?

He looked at Xiaoya with pear blossoms and rain, and secretly praised the old thief for his bald eyes, such a cute little Lori, and he didn't know where he found it.

Thinking of a moment when Master Dongding came down from the upstairs with a leather whip, and was stunned to see that the tower was empty, Diao Xiaosi smiled, and quickly changed to a righteous and awe-inspiring expression and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will take you out." "Automatically and consciously downgraded the seniority.

Xiao Ya happily bloomed like a flower and smiled, her eyes blinked and tears slipped down.

Diao Xiaosi was sure that there was no trace of true qi in this little girl's body, so he carried her behind her, and there was almost no weight in the lightness. Only there were two soft and hot things on the back, and the bones of the daring flowers had grown.

He thought for a while and asked, "Do you know where an old man surnamed Liu is locked up?"

Xiao Ya leaned on Diao Xiaosi's back and shook her head, and said, "I haven't seen anyone else in the tower in the past few days. However, there seems to be a dungeon under the tower, maybe that old Liu ...... Grandpa was locked inside. ”

Diao Xiaosi shook his head in frustration, he was just thinking about climbing up layer by layer, so he didn't pay attention to whether there would be a dungeon under this Qiyun Tower. At this time, he was reminded by Xiaoya, and he was eighty percent sure that Liu Zhihao was in that dungeon. But with a weak little girl, she can't do anything.

In desperation, Diao Xiaosi had no choice but to carry this small oil bottle down the Qiyun Pagoda, deceived the eight guarding monks outside the tower, and left the White Horse Temple at night. As for the 50,000 taels of gold, it's not too late to come and withdraw it tomorrow night.

He ran for several miles, walked to the sorghum field where the masked girl had fought fiercely with the four masters of the Fusang Demon Sect, and suddenly stopped, thinking of a very serious problem-

I sneaked away Xiaoya, how could the old thief in Dongding have no reaction? Come to save Liu Zhihao tomorrow night, nine times out of ten, it is no different from looking for death. These 50,000 taels of gold are really hot to pick up! And even hotter is to count the little girl on her back.

He put down Xiaoya depressedly and said, "Little sister, brother can only help you get here." Go home by yourself. ”

Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, and realized that Diao Xiaosi was going to leave her in the wilderness, and immediately cried "wow", and said, "Brother, please don't leave me, I don't know the way home......"

Diao Xiaosi scratched his head and said, "Then you should know where you live, right?"

Xiao Ya nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "The place where I live is called 'Xiaohuangzhuang'." ”

"Xiaohuangzhuang?" Diao Xiaosi was dumbfounded, this name is as fashionable as Zhang San, Li Siwang, and Ermazi, and it is blooming everywhere. But no matter how much he asked, Xiao Ya couldn't tell which county or county this little yellow village was in, and which river or mountain there was nearby.

Looking at Xiaoya's innocent and innocent little face, Diao Xiaosi was speechless for a while...... This little girl is really a cheat.

He hit the flames upward, and without saying a word, he took off the golden mask on Xiaoya's face, and suddenly revealed a pretty face that killed all the girls in the world.

Although she is a little younger, this girl exudes a clear and jade temperament from her bones, but she looks very delicate, so that any man can't help but have bad desires when he sees it.

Diao Xiaosi couldn't help but feel more and more envious and jealous of the old thief in Dongding, but no matter how greedy he looked, he could only swallow his saliva in one mouthful, it felt like having a plate of favorite spicy chicken in front of him, but he couldn't move.

Xiaoya was taken aback, looked at the golden mask in Diao Xiaosi's hand in a daze, and said, "That's ......"

Diao Xiaosi flicked his fingers on the mask, not bad-it seems to be cast of pure gold, and it is a little heavy in his hand, although it is far from 50,000 taels, it is better than nothing.

He honestly put the golden mask into the belt of the dragon, and said, "You little girl with such a valuable mask, it is easy to be targeted by bad people. My brother will keep it for you first, and he will return it to you when he is old enough to protect himself. ”

Xiaoya nodded obediently and muttered, "Then can you send me home-"

Diao Xiaosi smiled bitterly, and when he saw that Xiaoya's mouth was deflated and she was about to cry again, she hurriedly scolded with a black face: "You dare to cry again, old ...... Brother, I'll leave you alone here!"

Xiao Ya hurriedly closed her mouth firmly, her red lips were deflated and she tried her best to hold back her crying, and with the black eyes that were rolling with two teardrops, the delicate and pitiful appearance made Diao Xiaosi, who was used to seeing peerless beauties, cry out and couldn't bear it.

Looking at it, Diao Xiaosi couldn't help but ask, "Have we seen each other before?"

Xiaoya looked at Diao Xiaosi in confusion, not knowing why he suddenly had such a question.

Diao Xiaosi patted Xiaoya's cold little cheek and said, "Well, maybe I've seen your mother." ”

He thought about it and decided to take Xiaoya back to the Pony Mansion first, anyway, the stable is almost his own world, and Lan Fu's stupid risk can be done with three punches and two kicks. After two days, she will be stuffed to Liu Xingyu, at least she will not be starved and bullied.

After thinking about how to arrange Xiao Ya, his mind was no longer irritable, and he immediately noticed that there was a large mess in the sorghum field on the side of the road, as if it had been trampled back and forth by ten black bears.

He glanced at the smooth knife edge on the sorghum stalks, shook his head disapprerovingly, and said, "Poor, even the sorghum that has not matured has been stolen these days." He carried Xiao Ya on his back, like a bolt of lightning across the field, and rushed towards Luoyang City, where he was in full swing.

Faintly, he felt empty in his heart for some reason, as if something had been lost in that sorghum field.