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Seeing that the crazy monk had nothing to do, Song Yu said, "Old man, let's go. This guy won't come out. There's no movement now. I think we should go back."

The crazy monk was not willing to give up. He always wanted to find out what was going on, so he said, "Xiao Song, you guys are scared, so just stay outside. I want to see how powerful this real pagoda is today."

"Hey, old man, it's too stuffy here. I'm a little dizzy. I'd better go outside to cool down." In fact, Song Yu was not hot, he really didn't want to stay here anymore.

After seeing the crazy monk nodding, Song Yu walked out where he came from, then stood at the door and looked into the tower to see what the monk would do.

He began to be clever, thinking that if the monk could really break the tower, he would also have a share of the credit for rescuing Master Hong. Even if he couldn't break it, he would not be in danger.

I saw the crazy monk inside, touching here and there, circling around, but he didn't dare to go one more foot forward. Song Yu wanted to look here, but it was useless. It was better to look at the tower. Is there any other way?

So, Song Yu looked up and thought, if he jumps to the top of the tower, falls to the place where the golden bell is hung, climb up from there, use my small shovel to poke a hole in, and pass Mr. Hong through the hole. Come out, tie him up with a rope, and hang him down from the tower. Wouldn't it be easier?

While thinking about it and looking up, Song Yu suddenly discovered that there was a head hanging in front of the eaves with the golden bells.

Although it was three to four feet high, no matter how Song Yu looked at it, it looked like the head of the flying dragon goddess Du Xiujuan.

Song Yu's heart was pounding with anxiety and he shouted: "Oh, holy monk, don't destroy the real pagoda first. The Feilong Goddess has already asked them to kill her, and her head is hanging here. Come out quickly." "

The crazy monk also heard about it, and he immediately tiptoed and hunched over, jumped out of the pagoda, and came to Shi Song Yu's side.

Song Yu pointed with her hand, and the crazy monk raised his head and looked around. Because he was hanging high, the blood stains were a little blurry, and he couldn't see Du Xiujuan's face clearly.

But he thought that no one else had come to save Hong Lingquan, and that it must be the head of the Feilong Goddess.

It turned out that the Feilong Goddess was very familiar with Mad Monk and her because of her friendship with Dao Yue. Besides, she ended up in such a tragic end because she took care of Leng Fengye.

The crazy monk yelled "Oh!" and felt sad for a while: "Mi... Mi... Amitabha, you are such a cruel thief, how can I, the monk, let go of you? I must avenge the blood of Master Du." Song Yu, go up and take off the head."

When Song Yu heard this, his scalp felt a little numb, and he thought to himself, if it were an ordinary place, I could really go up there, but this is a real pagoda. There is an ambush in this pagoda, but who can be sure that there is no such thing outside? Woolen cloth

So Song Yu said: "The Feilong Goddess is already dead, why bother with another one? I still shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving Lord Hong."

Seeing that Song Yu was unwilling to go up to the pagoda, the crazy monk knew that this boy was very naughty, so he smiled calmly and said: "Little Song, I am testing you. As long as I am here, can you let you go up?"

Song Yu thought to himself:

Who are we and who are we? Don’t say anything sarcastic. If I want to go up, you won’t go up either.

At this time, he saw the crazy monk step back, then touch the ground with his toes, gather strength from his big bones, and jump up about ten feet high. Then he stared at the green bricks outside the tower with his toes, and used his strength to move up. With one jump, and then another jump, he jumped to the eaves of the crest where the human head hung, and grabbed the eaves of the golden bell with his left hand, then stretched out his right hand to pick the other end.

But as soon as the mad monk's hand touched the front of the eaves, he felt the front of the eaves sink. The mad monk quickly removed his hand, and three crossbow arrows flew out from the eaves. If the monk wanted to jump up and ride on the eaves of the tower, he would The life is gone.

The crazy monk was still well-informed, so he turned over and jumped down gently like a little swallow.

Song Yu was under the tower, but he could see it clearly and admired the mad monk's skill very much. He went over and picked up the three fallen crossbow arrows and took a look. It turned out to be three poisonous arrows.

Song Yu was worried and said, "Are you still going up?"

"The head of the Flying Dragon Goddess is on top. We are old friends. If we don't go up, it will be exposed to the wind and rain. I will be sorry for her." The crazy monk frowned, gritted his teeth, tiptoed, and jumped up again. Crested eaves.

This time, he directly grabbed the eaves of the crest with his hands, because the crossbow arrow had been shot out. Although it sank, he did not let go of his hand. He used his left arm to stabilize his body, and then used his right hand to Go over and untie the rope from the head.

As soon as the mad monk screamed, the rope broke and the head fell down.

Then, Kuang followed suit and jumped down. He was about seven or eight feet above the ground. He stretched out his right hand and caught the head. Then he curled up his legs and exerted his strength, and a kite came out. Turning over, his two feet landed on the ground.

Song Yu came over and took a closer look, and her nose immediately became crooked with anger.

It turns out that the hanging human head is not that of the Flying Dragon Goddess. There is a beard on the face.

The mad monk fiercely threw his head to the ground and said, "You kid didn't even see clearly. You almost cost my monk's life."

Song Yu smiled and retorted: "I didn't get it right, and you didn't get it right too. We won't talk about this anymore. Come on, let's go into the tower."

Then the two of them followed the original footprints and entered the True Buddha Pagoda again, standing more than ten feet away from the place where the Feilong Goddess stepped.

The crazy monk started looking around again, trying to find some flaws. After a while, he seemed to find something:

"Xiao Song, quickly hand me the small shovel on your back."

"What did you find with a shovel?"

It seems like you are just a layman, breaking the news, why don’t you even bring any tools?"

The monk glared at Song Yu and said, "Don't be such a talker, please hand me the small shovel."

Song Yu took out the small shovel he had brought with him temporarily and handed it to the crazy monk. The crazy monk gently used the shovel to shovel away the three-piece soil on top, revealing a pedal underneath.

There is a spring under the pedal. If you step on it, the pedal will fall. The crazy monk thought to himself:

The Flying Dragon Goddess probably stepped on the pedal, so he used a shovel to remove the spring, then held the pedal with his left hand, and with such force with his right hand, the pedal was lifted up.

Then the crazy monk turned the pedal over again and put it aside. He lowered his head and looked down. Sure enough, there was an iron radium as big as a walnut underneath. As for what was underneath the iron radium, the crazy monk didn't know.

The crazy monk took a small shovel and shoveled the soil and leveled the place. If he stepped on it again, unless he happened to step on the iron radium, stepping aside would have no effect.

This finally broke a trap, but Song Yu kept muttering in her heart. It seemed that the crazy monk was just like the man in the wall who said he had only a little knowledge of the news. He broke it by accident. It's troublesome, there is no hope at all.

So he was afraid that the crazy monk would make mistakes and would not be able to explain to Leng Fengye when he returned, so he advised the crazy monk to go back first and then invite wise people.

But the crazy monk refused to listen and was determined to reach the Yellow River. Song Yu had no choice but to let him go.

At this time, the crazy monk became more stubborn and said:

"I still know a little bit about the institutions here. Xiao Song, just feel free to come with me..."