The top floor of the fourth floor of the Trumpet Bud Pagoda is where the great elder practices. Only the most successful disciples who have passed the examination can come up.
At this moment, Xiaozhi has slowly climbed to the third floor.
The night breeze on his back made him feel cold, and the height was quite high. Xiaozhi simply did not look down, but looked inside the tower.
What you see is still an empty wooden floor hall, with a few candles lit at the four corners.
Through the faint candlelight, Xiaozhi could see a thin back figure.
A man with long brown hair flowing down, wearing a white sun hat, was sitting in front of a wooden table, his figure elongated under the candlelight and reflected on the wall.
The shadow trembled from time to time with the candlelight.
But Xiaozhi couldn't see clearly what was on her face or what was in front of her.
"It's really Xiaolan!"
Xiaozhi was shocked. Although he couldn't see the latter's face, his desolate back had obviously been imprisoned for a period of time, and he might even have been treated inhumanely.
hateful!
Xiaozhi unconsciously felt a burst of unknown anger in his heart.
How could the people from their new town be bullied like this by outsiders!
Thinking of this, Xiaozhi immediately stopped hiding and stepped decisively on the window, breaking it in.
"Bangdang..."
The next moment, the glass shards shattered all over the place, and Xiaozhi successfully entered the inside of the Trumpet Bud Tower.
His legs were heavily placed on the wooden board, and there was a "squeaking" friction and shaking sound, as if the floor was about to be broken by his steps.
"Xiaolan, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"
Xiaozhi even slapped his chest in a righteous manner, full of confidence.
Now that he has all his Pokémon with him, as long as there is no king-level expert here, no one can stop him.
He even put on Brother Chi's hat and called for substitutes at critical moments. Even when the champion arrived, he was defeated on the spot.
...
Hearing the noise, the brown-haired girl finally turned her head, but her little head looked at him in confusion, and then she said slowly:
"Hey, isn't this a fellow countryman...?"
Xiaozhi took a closer look and saw that the person sitting on the wooden chair was indeed his childhood friend in Zhenxin Town. His delicate and pretty facial features and energetic oval face were...
"Why do you feel like your face is round again?"
Xiaozhi was stunned and blurted out.
The face, which was still an upright oval before, now expands to the left and right, gradually approaching a round shape, which is the so-called bun face.
"Xiao Zhi! You are so rude!"
Hearing this, Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows and showed a sullen expression.
It’s just that the food has been a little better this week, so why should I say she has a round face?
"Oh, by the way, I'm here to save you, run away!"
Xiaozhi finally came to his senses and stepped forward to hold the former's hand as a gesture to run away.
Although he is indeed not afraid of the monks on the upper and lower floors or the two golden arhats at the door, there is no need.
After all, this group of people seems to have a very high status here. Don't accidentally get on the blacklist by then, and you won't even be able to challenge the Johto Alliance...
"Run? Why run?"
Xiaolan just threw away Xiaozhi's palm with her backhand and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
The two got closer, and Xiaozhi saw what was placed on the wooden table in front of the former.
There is an open scripture, a red wooden fish, and a small cauldron in front of it, with three incense candles inserted on it.
In Xiaolan's other hand, she was holding a small gavel.
Before, she was knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras, praying sincerely.
Xiaozhi: "?"
This sight made Xiaozhi confused, so he had to bite the bullet and ask:
"I heard that you were forcibly arrested by the monks here?"
Hearing this, Xiao Lan nodded.
"I did it on purpose."
Xiaozhi: "?"
After some communication in dragon language, Xiaozhi finally understood what happened this week...
...
A week ago, Xiaolan came to Platycodon City.
She is not very interested in gym challenges. She was eliminated at the speed of light in the Quartz Conference before and set a new record for the fastest league elimination, which made her even less interested.
Then she heard the trumpet sprout tower...
Don’t forget, Xiaolan is a girl with faith.
I carried a small cauldron with incense and candles with me. I even fasted for seven days on Yuejian Mountain and prayed sincerely every day, just to subdue one Pipi.
Even if you encounter monsters and monsters, you will bow first and then run away screaming.
There are no mysterious temples in the Kanto region, which advocates the aesthetics of violence, and fighting is everything.
But the Johto area is much more traditional and comfortable. There are not only many cultivation houses, but also many traditional temples.
Xiaolan had long wanted to be a monk for two days and chant sutras and knock wooden fish for a few days, so she happily proposed to practice in the pagoda for a week.
In the trumpet bud tower, the great elder said kindly: "Donor, please allow me to refuse."
Xiaolan's face became angry: "Why, do you look down on women?"
"No, in order to practice here, you must first become a formal monk here. We do not accept lay disciples who practice practice."
"Oh, I can shave my head."
Xiaolan chuckled lightly and pretended to shave her hair.
The Great Elder quickly stopped her from being tonsured and continued: "In our practice in Xiaoya Ya, there are academic requirements, starting with a master's degree..."
Xiaolan's movements were stifled.
The day she became a trainer meant that she had no chance of going to school normally...
postgraduate?
Everyone has dropped out of junior high school!
With no other choice, Xiao Lan went to the suburbs to catch a mascot, and even brought it to the tower to provoke him. Then, he was captured by two golden Arhats and carried into the tower for confinement.
But this got her right, so she took out the wooden fish incense burner and started practicing illegal chanting and sutras.
...
Xiaozhi: "..."
red:"..."
After listening to this wonderful adventure, not only Xiaozhi, but also Chi, who was eavesdropping, fell silent for a while.
Has the world become like this now...?
Even in the soul space, Chi looked at Bilan in front of him. The latter looked similar to Xiaolan, but he was 7 or 8 years older and had a curvy figure, making him look more mature and graceful.
"Bi Lan, thank you for your hard work..."
Chi said softly.
"Um..."
Bilan also surprisingly did not tease Chi, but nodded solemnly and sighed.
...
"Kakaka..."
Suddenly, the wooden door at the door was pushed open, and an old monk walked in.
He was different from the monks who were wearing ordinary white cassocks that Xiaozhi had seen before. Instead, he was wearing a dark red cassock. His face was solemn and showed great affinity. At first glance, he showed that he had an extraordinary status.
It is the great elder of [Dida Novel www.didaxs.info] Trumpet Ya.
Xiaozhi's movement through the window had naturally attracted their attention.
"!"
He quickly raised two elf balls in a ready posture, staring closely at the old monk.
However, the great elder just clasped his hands and looked at Xiaozhi with a smile.
"My God of Trumpet Buds, I have finally come to you. I hope you can take her away as soon as possible..."
