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At this moment, there was suddenly a burst of chaotic footsteps on the stairs behind him, accompanied by a few scattered human voices.
“Arrived.”
“Is this the top level?”
The woman who was originally handling human animals raised her head when she heard the noise.
Oops!
Not good!
Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing had a sudden thought in their minds.
It was too late to run away, so the two of them drew their swords simultaneously, paying attention to the colored porcelain woman in front of them, and looking at the stairs behind them from the corner of their eyes.
Qiao Wan was shocked: Is there anyone else in this tower?
At the same time, a few familiar figures suddenly appeared from the stairs behind them.
Fang Lingqing’s eyes were fixed: “Senior sister…?”
“Thank you, fellow Taoist!!”
The two leaders, a man and a woman, are both handsome and beautiful. They are Xie Xingzhi and Bai Shanhu. However, they both look a little embarrassed, with injuries on their bodies and blood stains on their clothes. piece.
Behind the two of them were several disciples of the three religions who had obviously been tortured to the point of collapse.
When they first met, both parties were confused.
Bai Shanhu’s face changed slightly: “Xiaofang?”
Yu Xingzhi suddenly became happy: Xie Xingzhi and Baishan Lake! Why are they here? ! With Bai Shanhu and Xie Xingzhi in charge, this means that they might be able to escape! !
But before there was any time to communicate, the woman with colored porcelain not far away put down her knife, put on a soft smile on her face, moved her red lips, and opened her mouth.
Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing were both shocked: Colored porcelain man! Speak! !
“Fellow Taoists, this is your first time coming to the ghost market.”
Wang Ruyi glanced at his son, Yu Xingzhi, and his muscles suddenly tensed up!
The woman smiled kindly, as if she didn’t notice the nervousness of Qiao Wan and others: “You must be tired after running for such a long time.”
The woman pointed to another small table not far away in a soft voice: “How about sitting down, drinking a cup of tea, and taking a rest?”
No one moved, including Qiao Wan and Xie Xingzhi.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t drink tea,” the porcelain woman smiled coolly, “Okay, fellow Taoists, do you want to make a bet with me?”
Xie Xingzhi said coldly: “What are you betting on?”
The woman with colored porcelain smiled innocently: “I bet on whether fellow Taoists can save the group of people behind me and get out of this pagoda.”
Human sacrifice? !
As the colored porcelain woman gently raised her hand, the wall with the Buddha statue relief behind her suddenly began to rumble and rotate, revealing several **** iron cages, in which several people were imprisoned like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep. There are also carvings of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and the black blood on the hair shaft penetrates deep into the eyes of the Buddha.
Fang Lingqing’s pupils shrank suddenly: “Brother!!”
The person locked in the iron cage is Meng Canglang!
However, the young man was in a very bad condition. His whole body was covered in blood. He sat cross-legged in the cage with his head lowered and his face could not be seen clearly.
A stick of incense about seven inches high was lit in front of the iron cage.
As if he heard the movement here, Meng Canglang in the iron cage moved his eyelashes slightly and opened his eyes slightly. He saw Fang Lingqing and Qiao Wan, Bai Shanhu, Xie Xingzhi and the others behind them, slightly Startled.
Xiao Fang?
Seeing Meng Canglang in the iron cage, Qiao Wan was as shocked as Fang Lingqing.
Meng Canglang’s right leg seemed to be broken as well. A piece of white bone poked through the flesh and blood and “stretched out” blankly. The young man’s face was as golden as paper, and he had completely lost the charm of the Confucian Canglang Sword before, but his sitting posture was still as upright and polite.
Fang Lingqing’s lips trembled, her face turned pale, and her throat rolled.
“The rules of the gambling game are very simple.” The colored porcelain woman smiled and pointed at the small table.
There is a roulette wheel embedded on the table. It is a bit like the casino roulette wheel that Qiao Wan has seen before, but there are no numbers, only patterns. Most of the patterns are incense of different lengths, divided into black and white. , there are also several blocks of Buddha statues with different movements and shapes mixed in.
Some Buddha statues hold a finger in their hand, and some Buddha statues hold a whole hand in their hand.
The woman picked up a round crystal ball near the wheel and said, “Fellow Taoist is responsible for throwing this crystal ball. Wherever the crystal ball falls, it will be wherever it lands.”
The woman rolled up her sleeves, fiddled with the wheel, pointed at one of the squares and said: “If the crystal ball falls on this square, I will let go of a human sacrifice.”
This frame is a small image of a sitting Buddha. He is holding nothing, holding a seal with his hand, and smiling gently.
Qiao Wan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Colored Porcelain Woman: “If the crystal ball falls on this square.”
This is a statue of Buddha holding fingers.
“Accordingly, I will chop off one of their fingers.” The porcelain woman said: “Of course, if fellow Taoists want to suffer on behalf of their companions, I have no objection.”
“Did you see the incense in front of them?” the woman with colored porcelain said: “The incense stick is seven inches long.”
The woman continued to fiddle with the wheel in front of her: “If the crystal ball rolls on this inch-long white incense stick, then I will add an inch of incense for them. This candle incense is the time you buy for your companions. . If the crystal ball falls on this inch-long black incense stick, then I will cut off an inch of the incense stick for them.”
“If fellow Taoists are lucky enough to gather twelve hours, I will let them go.”
“If your luck is unfavorable, fellow Taoist, and the incense sticks in front of your companions are cut off.” The woman looked at the blood-stained long table not far away, “Then I will personally kill them here and offer them to the Bodhisattva. ”
“Life or death depends on the gods and Bodhisattvas.” The porcelain woman smiled and said, “Fellow Taoists, do you want to have a bet with me?”
“Here are two dices. Whoever throws the biggest one among you will come up and have a bet with me.”
“How about it, fellow Taoists, do you want to bet or not?”
Yu Xingzhi said coldly: “Why should we bet with you?”
At this moment, Qiao Wan suddenly said: “I’ll bet with you.”
Yu Xingzhi stared in disbelief: “Are you really going to bet with her?!”
This gamble is obviously not good for them!
Qiao Wan remained silent.
Being ignored without concealment, Yu Xingzhi felt a little embarrassed on his face and sneered: “It’s your business if you want to seek death. Please forgive me for not accompanying you.”
Qiao Wan glanced at Yu Xingzhi and understood his worries.
In this unfamiliar place, rashly entering the game and following other people’s game rules is indeed a death wish, but this is not and is not their chance.
Qiao Wan pursed her lips, knowing very clearly: they had no chance.
Her single promise didn’t count. Qiao Wan turned to Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi for their opinions: “Xiaofang, Ruyi.”
Fang Lingqing’s eyes were almost glued to Meng Canglang. After a while, she nodded.
“Fellow Taoists, have you thought about it?” The woman smiled happily, stretched out her hand, and pointed at the stick of incense in front of Meng Canglang, “This time waits for no one.”
Qiao Wan followed Fang Lingqing’s gaze and met Meng Canglang’s gaze.
In the silence, the young man’s eyes were clear and firm, and he slowly and silently nodded towards them.
Qiao Wan understood what Meng Canglang meant almost instantly.
It was a choice to place life and death in their hands.
The voices of Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi came to my ears at the same time.
“Gamble.”
“I bet.”
Bai Shanhu clenched her hands and took a step forward, her eyebrows solemn: “We also bet.”
Yu Xingzhi’s expression changed immediately.
A bunch of lunatics!
However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and the minority obeys the majority. Even if they are unhappy in their hearts and are tied to the same pirate ship, this is an ironclad fact.
A smile immediately appeared on the corner of the woman’s mouth: “Let’s get started.”
……
The dice landed on the table with a muffled sound.
Fang Lingqing: Five points
Wang Ruyi: eight o’clock
Yu Xingzhi: Six Points
Xie Xingzhi: six o’clock
Baishan Lake: nine o’clock
……
Qiao took a step forward at night and clenched the two dice in his hands. They were slightly cold, he didn’t know what they were made of, and they were a little bit irritating.
Qiao Wan: twelve o’clock
Two dice, two dazzling six points, jumped into view instantly.
Qiao Wan was stunned.
No…isn’t it?
The woman with colored porcelain smiled innocently: “Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, how about we start? How about we start with the Confucian monk who lost his arm?”
Qiao Wan’s eyes fell on the rows of numbers on the turntable, her heartbeat was beating fast, and her palms couldn’t help but sweat a little.
Qiao Wan knew very well how dark her face was. In her previous life, when she was a nerdy college student, she would always draw R when she drew cards. She would get no response after drawing ten times in a row. She had never doubted her purity. African ancestry.
Qiao Wan just took a step forward when Fang Lingqing suddenly made a sound behind her.
“Lu…Lu Cixian?”
Qiao Wan looked back.
Fang Lingqing gritted his teeth slightly: “Don’t be afraid, just go ahead.”
Yu Xingzhi sneered.
Fang Lingqing took a deep breath and continued: “No matter what the outcome is, we will not blame you. And Senior Brother Meng.”
He turned to look at Meng Canglang.
“Senior Brother Meng won’t blame you.”
Wang Ruyi also blinked quickly: “Don’t be afraid, Lu Cixian. If they die, I will beg Boss Yan again. Anyway, Boss Yan has buried a lot of dead people, and there is no shortage of these. ”
A bunch of dead people?
She keenly noticed something was wrong in Wang Ruyi’s words, but now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. Qiao Wan could only suppress the doubts in her heart and thanked Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi.
My eyes couldn’t help but fall on Meng Canglang and the others.
The disciples of the three religions who were **** and staggering all looked pale, but they still shook their lips and nodded tremblingly towards Qiao Wan.
Meng Canglang had a vague hint of encouragement in his eyes.
No matter who it is, it feels uncomfortable to carry more than ten lives on its back. This trust is too heavy for Qiao Wan, but she is indeed the one who voted twelve.
Qiao Wan closed her eyes, feeling unsure.
When people are in doubt, they will basically turn to gods and Buddhas for help, even Qiao Wan is no exception. However, considering the evil **** of this pagoda, Qiao Wan thought about it, and the majestic face of Master Miaofa immediately appeared in front of her eyes. Face.
Qiao Wan:……
Then I can only ask my seniors to bless me.
Silently bowing to Miaofa who was far away in the Great Light Hall, Qiao Wan calmed down, opened her eyes and picked up the crystal ball next to her.
The woman with colored porcelain smiled and said, “Please, fellow Taoist, make beads.”
The crystal ball rolled on the wheel | as fast as an afterimage.
Fang Lingqing couldn’t help but swallowed with a “gudong” sound. Although she was still cursing in her heart, Yu Xingzhi couldn’t help but glance at the roulette wheel as soon as the gambling game started.
Xie Xingzhi frowned, not sure whether Lu Cixian could win the bet.
The crystal ball rolled by.
White two-inch incense stick.
Fingers.
Black three-inch incense stick.
Sitting Buddha.
Black five-inch incense stick.
……
“咚”
Landed steadily in one of the grids.
This is…
Wang Ruyi couldn’t help but open her eyes wide.
Black three-inch incense stick.
The woman’s smile remained unchanged: “Black, three inches.”
After speaking, he picked up the scissors.
Half of the seven inches of incense in front of Meng Canglang was immediately cut off.
The young man was covered in blood and sat upright, his expression unchanged.
Qiao Wan’s expression did not change: “Continue.”
“咚——”
Colored porcelain woman: “Buddha statue, fingers.”
Picked up the knife and walked up to Meng Canglang.
“Reach out your hand.”
Meng Canglang’s expression remained unchanged, and he calmly stretched out his remaining intact arm.
Qiao Wan and Bai Shanhu said in unison: “Wait.”
Bai Shanhu looked at the woman with colored porcelain coldly: “Didn’t you just say you could take the blame for me?”
Meng Canglang finally spoke with a slight embarrassment: “There are losses and wins in gambling, gains and losses, senior sister, don’t worry about me.”
Bai Shanhu’s pretty face showed a bit of arrogance, and her eyebrows were gloomy: “You are a sword cultivator, and I am a law cultivator. The sword cultivator’s hand cannot be injured, but it is only one finger, so I can still afford to pay for it.”
Before I finished speaking, a loud “clang” sound suddenly came from my ears!
Wang Ruyi exclaimed: “Lu Cixian?!”
Yu Xing, who was closest to Wang Ruyi, was stunned and looked at the sound.
I saw Lu Cixian standing expressionlessly in front of the long table, holding a knife in his right hand. The **** severed finger on the chopping board was particularly noticeable. The young man’s left hand was missing half of his little finger, and blood was flowing down from the incision. , and the drops fell on the lotus pattern floor tiles.
Qiao Wan seemed unaware and did not look at the shocked eyes of others. She raised her head and said hoarsely: “Continue.”
No one needs to cut off their hands. Anyway, she has a small size. If she scraps this one, the worst she can do is switch to a large size and continue dancing.
Wang Ruyi swayed and suddenly fell next to Yu Xingzhi.
This face that could give a child nightmares suddenly hit his eyes. Yu Xingzhi’s heart stopped and he immediately frowned and said angrily: “Girl, respect yourself!”
Wang Ruyi held Yu Xingzhi’s arm and stammered: “Help me, I…my legs are a little weak, I’m afraid.”
Fang Lingqing was speechless for a moment, her mind turned several times, and finally she turned into a single sentence when she faced the young man’s cold face.
Lu Cixian is a **** hard-blooded man. If Lu Cixian wasn’t a tough man…then Fang Lingqing’s eggs underneath were just two quails.
The woman picked up a hammer, smashed the little finger on the table, and smashed the bones into slag, and put it on another plate with other offerings.
Watching this whole process, Qiao Wan didn’t even move her eyebrows.
The colorful porcelain woman smiled: “Continue the bet.”