Chapter 310: Searching for people under the twin towers
"where."
A man's voice came from above his head. This was the first time Arruzo had heard him speak since he saw this man.
Aruzhuo jumped up lightly, circling around Fangzhi, and kept tugging on his clothes. His childish voice was clear, "Wow, you are talking! You are finally talking!!!"
The girl blinked, tilted her head, and looked at him excitedly, "Do you want to go to the Demon-Suppressing Temple? I will take you there. There is no place in the entire Western Region that I am not familiar with! Let's go!"
She turned around and was about to run in one direction, holding Fangzhi's sleeve in her hand.
He stopped where he was, looking at his sleeves blankly. The little girl under the red dress was not even as long as her legs.
He suddenly said: "I heard it."
The girl was stunned, grinning, looking at him innocently, and asked in confusion: "What? I'll take you to the Demon-Suppressing Temple!"
Fang Zhe's face was as dark as night at this moment, and he looked faintly towards the west side of the entire Luolan City.
A black tower towers into the clouds. Opposite it is a milky-white white tower with a faint golden light. Two towers stand on both sides of a platinum building.
Dark clouds covered the spire of the black tower, and there were faint purple dots flowing on it, like long snakes that came down from the sky and entangled the inner layers of the black tower.
There is a cloudless and clear sky above the white tower. There is a curved and twisted tower needle on the top of the tower. When the sun sets, the light hits the tower needle, which is particularly dazzling.
Arruzo noticed the twin towers on the west side, frowned at an angle that he couldn't see, and lowered his eyelids slightly.
The next moment, Fang Zhe suddenly broke free from his sleeves and left in the long street at lightning speed.
"Hey! Red Monk!!!"
The candied haws in the girl's hand flew to the roadside when she struggled to free herself, and rolled to the ground, covered in dust and horse manure.
The candy wrapped in oil paper scattered out, and two small pieces stuck to the girl's hair in front of her ears, and the sweetness floated into her nose.
Aruzhuo was knocked back a full two feet, and his back hit the pillar of the teahouse.
"hiss--"
She gasped in pain.
A man dressed as a vendor carefully helped her up.
"Master, is something okay?!"
The merchant pulled his turban, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, with a delicate face, and said with worry: "My lord, why did you come to make friends with this monk in person? Although he is a monk, with his figure, he must be
People who take refuge in the Demon-Suppressing Temple.”
She squatted down, gently took off the candy on Aruzhuo's head, and said in a gentle and comforting tone:
"If a Buddhist cultivator does not participate in the national war, he cannot be hired as an aide. My uncle also agreed to the request of the king before. He will definitely find a capable monk who is willing to be our national teacher. Why should the king bother to spend time on this person?"
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Aruzhuo's eyes were fixed on the direction Fang Zhe left. After taking a deep breath, he stood firm and looked to the west. She could not even see the body of the black tower.
"Is this a powerful monk? I couldn't even see clearly when he left."
Arruzo now had an old-fashioned attitude, squinting his eyes slightly, his innocence swept away, and his eyes sparkled.
"He is different from ordinary monks. With him alone, Chu Lin of Jing Dynasty will not be afraid."
The merchant was slightly shocked when he heard this, but said nothing.
"Let's go back to Afan Palace."
The girl in pink threw away the paper bag in her hand, the candy rolled down, and she kicked the pile of candy at her feet.
Pouting his little mouth, he waddled away without looking back.
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It took Fang Zhe just five breaths to reach the twin towers.
Look up.
The black tower is more majestic than when seen from a distance, and it is not as simple as black. There is an undercurrent of electric light traveling in the seams on the brick wall, and from time to time the entire wall is illuminated from the outside.
The black and white twin pagodas are both octagonal and thirteen-story pagodas. Their style matches the rich and bright colors of Zhenmo Temple, but their pagodas are similar to the traditional architectural style of Jing Dynasty, and the pagoda body is also pavilion style.
The base of the tower is large in area. On the first floor of the tower, there is a double-open black stone door. A closer look shows that its texture is from the same batch of stone as the black stone bricks of the tower body.
There is nothing inlaid on the black stone door, only the dark pattern of Sanskrit is looming under the current.
Fang Zhe sometimes looked at the White Tower, then turned to look at the Black Tower.
"..."
"which one……"
He took out his remaining Zhanhan Sword, held the handle tightly, and hung it by his side.
"Since I don't know which one it is, I can just cut it all off. What's the point of worrying about it?"
It's calm, the wind blows and the blue hair is whirling.
The red monk suddenly opened his eyes and immediately looked towards the source of the sound behind him.
The girl in green clothes held a big golden bowl filled with peeled pomegranates and was putting them into her mouth one by one.
"Tu tu tu tu."
Jiang Su imitated the pea shooter, shook his head slightly from side to side, channeled his spiritual power into the pomegranate seeds he had eaten in his mouth, and spat them out as accurately as possible... crossing Fang Zhe's cheeks on both sides.
The red monk remained motionless, and not a single pomegranate seed hit him.
"hey-hey."
"Is it accurate? My trajectory has been calculated and it will definitely not hit you."
The girl in green clothes had her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she was smiling.
"..."
Fang Zhe's hand holding the knife was loose, and there were rust marks on his fingertips.
It is easy to see people in a small area, but it is difficult to find the road in the cold autumn.
Fortunately, his fawn was not lost.
The old monk with good words slowly walked out of the white pagoda, holding a wooden fish in his hand and banging his mallet continuously. He walked to the two of them and said slowly: "I have found you, so don't break your promise."
Jiang Su's smile froze. She felt that the sound of the old monk tapping the wooden fish reminded her that the old guy was tapping herself.
"Haha, of course, I will definitely not be absent from the discussion meeting mentioned by Master Shan Yu."
"This is the prosperous age of the four regions. I, the younger generation, are fortunate enough to be favored by your temple. I will live up to your trust."
After saying this, Jiang Su's smile did not diminish, with a calm and calm attitude.
But he was thinking secretly in his heart: "When it comes to Tao... When it comes to Tao, I want to see what level of thinking these old bastards who have lived for thousands of years have."
The old monk with good words glanced sideways at the monk in red and said: "The evil spirit of blood is soaring to the sky, but the heart is like a child. It is a pity that the building will collapse and the beams will eventually break."
Jiang Su's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Old monk, you are wrong."
The old monk Shanyu did not deny it and chuckled, "I hope it's the monk's fault."
With just these words, he left leisurely.
Jiang Su stood frozen on the spot without making any movement.
The pomegranate grains in the golden bowl in his hand formed a small pile and collapsed at this moment, scattering to the ground.
With lightning speed, Fang Zhe caught all the pomegranate grains with his palms, flattened his palms blankly, and handed them to Jiang Su's golden bowl.
Godless eyes blinked, and when the girl didn't respond, he took it upon himself to put the pomegranate grains one by one into the full golden bowl.
Jiang Su suddenly raised her white lips and smiled as brightly as a spring flower.
"Oh, tall buildings are rising from the ground, and glory can only be achieved by oneself."
"If I want to entertain guests in his high-rise building, then he has to prepare a banquet. If the beams are rotten, just steal the beams and replace the columns. If I want to see him demolish the high-rise building, he has to ask me whether Jiang Sutong agrees."
"I just have the experience of patching up the Five Elements for Liu Yunqing, so I've tried it."
"The Western Region belongs to metal, so it's time to give him a new lung."
