After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Qiao Wan did not expect the magic trick to come so quickly.

Moreover, Buping Academy is in the mustard space, so it can be found!

Although he had reassured himself before that there was nothing to be embarrassed about, but he kept looking at the trick, Qiao Wan was tense all over, and was nervous and didn't know where to put it.

After cultivating to the point of the wonderful method, a little coercion will naturally flow out of the body, and the pure and right Buddha light will cover the whole body, almost everywhere.

Qiao Wan plucked up her courage and raised her eyes.

The four eyes met, and clearly saw the pair of cyan blue eyes.

It is exactly the same as the Buddha in the sea of ​​consciousness dream.

It is also cyan, majestic, and his eyes are deep and calm and swallow the tip and base of the tongue.

Qiao Wan's eyes flashed, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head again.

So, after following the hands, the eyes also managed to not know where to put them.

These thoughts were actually just a blink of an eye. After a second, Qiao Wan saluted dryly as usual, and shouted honestly, "Senior."

The injustice disciples were all stunned and did not understand, how did Venerable Miaofa come here? Their academy also invites the great Buddha, Miaofa, to move.

The disciple was too cute, Li Juan frowned unhappily, and reprimanded in a low voice to the side: "Why don't you pour tea soon?"

The young man named happened to be Meng Wenliang, Li Ding drank it in a low voice, Meng Wenliang woke up like a dream, and when he looked at the Buddha in front of him again, his face was a little red, and he quickly turned around to pour tea.

At this time, Li Juan had already discussed the host and guest seats, and asked Miao Fa to sit down: "Sir, please."

Miaofa also sat down according to the words.

In view of the fact that he still has the name of the mountain chief on his head, Qiao Wan also stayed.

However, she is rather special. She is the chief of the mountain and a disciple of the academy at the same time. The matter of socializing and playing an official tongue is still left to Li Ju.

Qiao Wan clenched the sickle in his hand, placed it on his knees, and sat down.

Li Bing calmly looked at the Buddha in front of him, and said in a low voice, "His Excellency is here today, what is the important thing?"

Feeling a little hot.

Unconsciously, sweat soaked his back, and the fabric on his back was tightly pressed against his back. Qiao Wan clenched the sickle tightly, looked down and looked around, listening to the two seniors above speaking officialdom.

Although his heart was so nervous that it jumped out of his throat immediately, Qiao Wan couldn't help but look up.

This look just happened to meet the eyes of the magic trick above.

Qiao Wan took a deep breath and gripped the scythe a little tighter, thinking in astonishment, before here, why didn't she realize that the former... senior's eyes were so aggressive.

Buddha has angry eyes, Miaofa's face has never been too friendly, and his eyes are extremely majestic, always full of a bit of aggression.

But Qiao Wan still remembered the depths of majesty when she penetrated into her sea of ​​consciousness before, hiding tenderness, compassion and patience. She has always known that the senior is a gentle and good person, so she also subconsciously ignores the aggressiveness of the Buddha.

Qiao Wan shivered, and the pressure suddenly increased ORZ.

In that room, Miaofa and Li Juan, after a simple opening remarks and chat, the topic finally came to Qiao Wan.

"There is one more thing." Miaofa said lightly: "I have something I want to discuss with Qiao Wan."

Li Juing pondered: "Mountain Chief?"

coming!

Li Ju turned his head to look at Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan was agitated, straightened her waist, and stood up anxiously as if she had been named by the teacher in class.

"senior."

Very hot.

With his eyes on his face, Qiao Wan couldn't help shivering, but she straightened her back a little, trying not to show any strangeness.

Li Juing's eyes walked around Qiao Wan and Miaofa, turned to Miaofa, and nodded.

His eyes turned to the door again, clinging to the door frame, carefully poking their heads, and all the boys and girls who were pushing stiffened instantly, looking up at the starry sky.

Why didn't they find out why the sun was so bright today.

As if he didn't see it, Li Juan turned his eyes back as usual, and bowed to the big Buddha in front of him: "Please."

Miao Fa returned the salute in a deep voice: "Please."

When he lifted his leg and passed by the door, Li Juan just glanced at him, and had a panoramic view of the figure of the inequitable disciple who had a fancy and stiff look: "Let's go."

Go go!

Meng Wenliang shuddered and hurriedly raised his heels, but couldn't help but look back at the room.

I always feel that the atmosphere between the mountain chief and the Venerable Hall of Light is not right. Is this an illusion?

There were only two people left in the house.

Qiao Wan suddenly felt that her mouth seemed to be drier. She glanced at it and saw that the tea in the teapot had basically bottomed out. She quickly stepped forward and picked up the teapot to make tea.

Halfway through, Qiao Wan silently remembered that something was wrong.

Did she forget her senior?

seems like it.

The coercion of the Buddha's light behind him unconsciously seemed to be a little heavier. Qiao Wan turned around and pointed at the teapot, stammering: "Predecessors, there is no water in the teapot, I will pour some."

After speaking, he quickened his pace.

Run first.

Seeing the door is close at hand! Qiao Wan's expression brightened, and she just crossed the threshold.

boom--

Hit something hard!

The collision caused Qiao Wan to lean back, his hands loosened, and the teapot slid down with a clatter.

In the nick of time, Qiao Wan quickly stretched out her hand to catch it, but a figure took a step faster and steadily took the teapot into his hand.

The teapot in Buping Academy also looks very shabby and is made of coarse porcelain, but this is a set of tea sets specially used for entertaining guests. Although it is a little shabby, at least it is clean.

Looking at the teapot in his hand, Miaofa placed it on the high stool next to him.

Qiao Wan raised her head and looked at what had just hit her.

There was a golden shimmer on the doorway, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Qiao Wan stretched out her hand and touched it.

Very hot.

This is the enchantment!

Then he turned his head to look at the magic trick in front of him.

No way out, no way out.

The house is very quiet.

With her back against the scalding barrier, Qiao Wan swallowed her saliva, bit her head, pointed to the teapot that was put aside by the Buddha, and asked, "Pre... Senior... Do you really not drink tea?"

Counting the time she and Miaofa have known each other, it is estimated that it has been more than ten years.

Qiao Wan's thoughts were flying.

I didn't expect the senior to be so tall, so it is estimated that it is almost 1.9 meters.

The more nervous Qiao Wan's thoughts became, the more like a wild dog that ran away, never to return.

At this moment, the Buddha was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

The voice is still the same refreshing, as if it has Buddha light and reverberation.

"I said," Miaofa frowned deeply: "I will come to apologize to you."

Qiao Wan struggled to answer: "Predecessors... There is no need to apologize to me."

It seems to be hotter.

Qiao Wan took a step back, and the tip of her nose also oozes a little sweat.

The girl swallowed her saliva, scratched her head, and said, "Junior doesn't really care about this."

Miao Fa keenly caught the strangeness, and said solemnly, "Don't you care?"

"Yes." Qiao Wan nodded stiffly, "Senior also knows. After all, everyone is a monk, and men and women don't take it too seriously."

The Cultivation World is a place where women are treated as men and men as mules. Everyone is too busy fighting and killing every day.

Even if it is a mortal dynasty, it is equivalent to the era of "destruction of rituals and music". After all, there are flying sword lights everywhere. When walking and worrying about whether justice will come from the sky, how can this society be stable? what!

Isn't it said that "Canglin knows the etiquette according to the facts"? Whether it can live smoothly or not is a question. Who would put their minds on these cumbersome and useless feudal rules.

Qiao Wan: "Senior and I, when we come and go, it can be considered even."

Venerable Miaofa sighed: "Do you really think so?!"

Qiao Wan: "Yes, the younger generation doesn't mind, I was in the sea of ​​knowledge before..."

Under the cold and stern gaze of the Buddha, Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat. The more she spoke, the lower her voice became. She licked the corner of her lips and pointed to the high stool not far away: "Can you give me that, senior?"

Venerable Miaofa followed Qiao Wan's eyes and saw that it was the teapot that Qiao Wan almost fell.

The Buddha frowned, and without a word, he lifted up a beam of Buddha light and handed it to Qiao Wan.

Holding the teapot and holding something in her hand, Qiao Wan felt a little relieved, stabilized her mind, glanced at the wonderful method, knew that it was inevitable, and planned to make it clear to the Buddha.

Although it is not a Buddhist cultivator, it is almost known to the world that the great monks love to toss themselves. If they can't help but look at women, they will toss themselves, and if they accidentally drink a sip of wine, they will toss themselves.

I can't really let Miaofa toss herself like this, Qiao Wan thought tangled, this was an oolong, and she felt sorry for it.

There is no way to hide, Qiao Wan took a deep breath and said: "The demon of the heart is an obstacle that monks must pass through in the process of cultivation, and the things in the sea of ​​consciousness dream are not from the original intention of the predecessors."

In short, it's right to throw any pot at the devil's head!

Miaofa: "You don't mind?"

Miaofa said sharply: "Since you don't mind, why did you cry because of the love between men and women."

Obviously don't believe it.

Pei Chunzheng.

The dark history of crying with snot and tears was brought up again. Qiao Wan lowered her head in shame and hugged the teapot in her arms a little tighter: "Senior...it's different."

The Buddha was silent for a moment, perhaps realizing that he had forced the younger generation in front of him a little tighter.

It was all his fault, and it had nothing to do with Qiao Wan.

Miaofa spoke coldly, her voice a little stiff: "It's a duplicity, I'm a man with him, there's no difference."

Qiao Wan raised her head and finally understood.

Venerable Miaofa, probably, may have really misunderstood her. I thought she was pretending it didn't matter, but she really didn't mind!

If she wants to solve this matter as soon as possible, she'd better express it and punish the magic trick a little bit. But... But what exactly can she punish the magic trick! Thinking of this, Qiao Wan was embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't expect that I could do anything to the awe-inspiring senior in front of me.