After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

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

Aware that Miaofa's face was wrong, Qiao Wan whispered, "Senior."

The trick: "Let's go."

He is not as fragile as she imagined, and will be tempted by the actions of this family.

After returning to the inn, Qiao Wan met Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi.

"You're back!" Wang Ruyi happily held her wedding gown, glared three steps and took two steps, and rushed to Qiao Wan.

His eyes naturally fell on Miao Fa.

Wang Ruyi's eyes widened: "This is not..."

The corner of Qiao Wan's mouth twitched, and she stepped forward quickly and ruthlessly, covering Wang Ruyi's mouth!

Wang Ruyi winked desperately: Isn't this your sweetheart? !

How did your sweetheart change color? ! This looks strangely awe-inspiring, you actually want to **** him!

Through Wang Ruyi's eyes, Qiao Wan seemed to see a trace of sincere admiration.

Okay, boy, you are awesome.

Glancing at the constipated face of the young man beside him, Miaofa frowned very sharply: "What is this expression for? Talk about something."

"Senior." Qiao Wan said nervously while dragging Wang Ruyi behind her, "Can I bring Miss Wang back to the Great Hall of Light?"

Miaofa glanced at the girl behind Qiao Wan, who was obviously not a human being, and frowned, "This is your friend, you can decide for yourself, you don't need to ask me."

Qiao Wan clenched Wang Ruyi's cuff tightly, a little dejected.

Senior is right, there is really no need to ask him about this kind of thing.

She was just... subconsciously looking for a topic.

Venerable Miaofa and Ma Huaizhen have something to talk about with Yan Shiyuan.

Qiao Wan and Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi squatted aside and listened. Halfway through, Ma Huaizhen couldn't stand the three mushrooms, so he squinted and threw them out.

"The ghost market is so lively that you can't go out for a walk. What kind of mushrooms are grown here?"

Although this trip to the ghost city was full of surprises and dangers, Qiao Wan still planned to bring a few souvenirs and other packages back when she was leaving.

The eldest brother is frail, so he has to bring a piece of warm jade to the eldest brother. As for when it can be sent out, that is another matter. Senior Ma's wheelchair was broken, so I gave Senior a new wheelchair to make do with it. Senior Li's cloth shoes had been worn for a long time, so he had to change a pair.

Which is the bustling long street, Qiao Wan was thinking in her heart.

As for Senior Miaofa...

As for the Miaofa predecessors.

Qiao Wan thought about it for a long time and got stuck.

She really doesn't know what the Venerable's shortcomings or likes are. Generally, monks, especially those who have cultivated to the realm of the wonderful method, are estimated to be like still water, with no desires and no desires, right?

Wang Ruyi said firmly: "Buy this!"

After seeing what Wang Ruyi was holding in his hand, Qiao Wan was embarrassed.

"The Merry Girl Ghost Qiao Venerable"

Why is there such a small yellow book in the ghost city! !

A simple line of large characters on the cover seems to be tempting people to commit crimes.

It may be that the mentality has changed, and Qiao Wan sighed in her heart.

bad... bad...

She actually wanted to see it a little bit.

Unable to resist the temptation of this "Merry Girl and Ghost Precious", Qiao Wan spent a few spirit stones without changing her face. up the sleeves. It feels like a crime to do this.

Yu Xingyi, who followed behind the two, was dissatisfied and said with a sneer, "Why am I wasting time with you here?"

Wang Ruyi happily raised a silk flower.

"It's not pretty, do you see?"

"You wear this, it looks good."

The youth's facial features are feminine and handsome, and with a silk flower on the temple, it is even more beautiful. The ruined half of the face is also a little more thrilling in comparison.

And Lu Cixian.

Yu Xingyi looked disgusted.

How could he regard this product as a competitor before? Just this one full of little butterflies in the girl's house?

Although he resisted, but with the efforts of Qiao Wan and Wang Ruyi, one arm could not beat four arms, and Yu Xingzhi (forced) to bring a little butterfly.

The boy was wearing a small butterfly with a gloomy face: "Why do I want to waste time with you all with this thing."

Halfway through, there are still people selling candy.

Wang Ruyi tugged at Qiao Wan's cuffs and said eagerly, "Lu Cixian, I want to eat candy."

After being built into the wall, she hadn't eaten candy for a long time.

There is a lesson from the past. Before buying the candy, Qiao Wan and Yu Xingzhi checked it out very solemnly, and after confirming that it was not made of something strange, Wang Ruyi swallowed the candy in his hand with a gulp. .

After half a second, the "girl"'s expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yu Xingzhi's face also changed.

He and Lu Cixian have clearly checked this candy, so what kind of ashes are not made of it?

Wang Ruyi covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

No teeth, can't chew QAQ

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and took away the sweet-scented osmanthus candy left in Wang Ruyi's hand.

Yu Xingzhi raised his head: "Lu Cixian?"

The teenager was expressionless, clenched the candy, turned around suddenly and left.

Yu Xingyi was stunned, frowned and shouted, "Lu Cixian?! Where are you going?!"

Before this sentence was spoken, a clear and familiar male voice sounded from behind.

"Yu Xingzhi?"

When he turned around, the young man looked at him in astonishment.

Yu Xingzhi's face suddenly twisted, and he freed up a hand to grab Qiao Wan's face and pinched it.

real.

Since this is Lu Cixian now, who was that just now?

Yu Xingzhi's face was wrong, Qiao Wan asked, "What?"

Yu Xingzhi: "Just now, it seems that a paper figurine of yours ran past."

paper man!

Qiao Wan was startled, and immediately ran away, finally catching up with Yu Xingzhi's "self" at the intersection.

The paper man turned his head stiffly, his dark eyes staring at Qiao Wan quietly.

Qiao Wan's footsteps stopped, and a strange sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in her heart.

Qiao Wan stared at the paper man for a while.

It's not an illusion, she has indeed seen it somewhere.

This look... she was all too familiar.

Paper figurines are not supposed to have self-awareness unless something is attached to it.

Suddenly, the shadow puppet I had seen at the Chu family slipped into my mind off guard, and the images of the shadow puppet and the paper figurine gradually overlapped.

Qiao Wan's mind flashed in a flash!

"Are you Chu Jiaojiao?"

Since entering the ghost city, the person attached to her shell has been Chu Jiaojiao? !

Although he was holding the shell of Lu Cixian (pseudo), the paper figurine in front of him could vaguely see the stiffness after being pierced by Qiao Wan.

After a while, Lu Cixian (pseudo) slowly nodded and stretched out his hand towards Qiao Wan, with a little cautious apprehension and unease on his face.

A few pieces of candy lay quietly in his hand.

She didn't mean to rob the bride, she just wanted to eat candy.

Chu Jiaojiao lowered her eyes.

That day, her father bought her a lot of candy, all kinds, colorful. Only my younger brother could eat these candies before. She was so happy at the time, she ate one for her father, and she was not willing to eat the rest in her hands, thinking that she would take it home for her mother and younger brother to taste, and the big guys would eat it together.

Later, her father stabbed her in the heart with a knife.

She lay on the chopping board like a tame lamb, stabbed her thigh, cut open, and skinned.

It hurts, it hurts.

She wanted to lick the candy in her hand. But because of the pain, she held it too tightly, the sugar melted, and it was stained with blood, which stuck between her fingers along with the blood. When it was peeled to her face, blood dripped into her mouth.

Tiny sweet.

It's the same candy she imagined.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, took out the shadow puppet from her arms, and asked after deliberation, "Do you want to come here?"

Chu Jiaojiao was hesitant.

After a while, Lu Cixian (pseudo) suddenly moved.

The paper figure collapsed from top to bottom, and finally turned into a thin, weightless piece of paper, and the shadow puppet girl in Qiao Wan's hand suddenly moved her eyes.

Qiao Wan continued to stare at the shadow puppet: "Would you like to go with me?"

Chu Jiaojiao: "..."

After another two or three seconds, the shadow puppet slid into Qiao Wan's sleeve obediently.

She has seen this big brother, Chu Jiaojiao thought.

This big brother and that strange uncle took her home.

It was a very scary thing to see himself spread out on the ground like a flatbread. Qiao Wan squatted down and rolled "self" into his sleeves, and went back to find Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi.

Before taking a few steps, he bumped into Yu Xingzhi who came over.

Yu Xingzhi frowned: "Found it?"

This is going to be a ghost market soon, don't go wrong again because of this thing.

Qiao Wan: "I found it."

"What about the paper man?"

Qiao Wan pointed to her cuff, "It's a long story, go back and talk about it."

After they went back, Miaofa, Ma Huaizhen and Yan Shiyuan also finished talking here.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Ma Huaizhen's voice: "Do you really not walk with us, Daoyou Yan?"

Yan Shiyuan said euphemistically: "The Taoist friend intends to lead, but I promised them."

What's more, the head of the Kunshan World Hall in front of him didn't really think about him. Putting him in front of him, the hall master would be relieved, Yan Shiyuan smiled bitterly.

He didn't blame Ma Huaizhen for his thoughts. The northern battlefield under the word "cold" was even dozens of times more tragic than Fufenggu. The one who could walk out of the northern Daxue Mountain alive was definitely not a simple fool.

Ma Huaizhen also asked casually. He didn't think that Yan Shiyuan would really follow him, and now he is no longer reluctant.

...

From entering the ghost market to leaving the ghost market, it took three full days. After leaving the ghost market, Chu Jiaojiao and Wang Ruyi were handed over to Lu Yao and Li Dingxian to take care of them, and Qiao Wan also lay down on the bed. three days.

In the past three days, a steady stream of people came to visit, both familiar and unfamiliar, crowding the small thatched hut of Buping Academy.

After all, we already have a life-long friendship! A group of disciples of the three religions thought with arrogance.

Back then, fellow Daoist Lu was the first to chop off his little finger. He was a man to befriend.

The price of so many people pouring into the Injustice Academy in one go is that the academy's pitiful little thatched huts collapsed.

It turns out that the Inequality Academy is so poor =mouth=

by a group of disciples of the three religions who were born in a well-known sect.

On the first day, Fang Lingqing, Meng Canglang and Qi Feidao came.

At that time, Qiao Wan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, biting the pen, counting the supplements piled up in the corner.

This time, when he returned to the ghost market, Qi Feidao turned around a few times without finding a large army, and formed a company with a few disciples of Chaotianling. Before anything happened, he was called back by the Great Bright Hall. The thrilling experience of Qiao Wan, Fang Lingqing and Meng Canglang was described to him by Fang Lingqing afterward.

The honest Canglang Sword, the things he brought with him when he visited the sick were quite normal, a bunch of tonics.

After entering the door, he put down the tonic he was carrying, and Qi Feidao put on his straw sandals and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Lu, how is your health? Do you feel better?"

Meng Canglang and Fang Lingqing followed closely behind.

The youth's arm has been stitched up again.

Fang Lingqing: "I didn't plan to bring senior brother this time, but senior brother Meng said he had to come and see you."

Qiao Wan was flattered, waved her hand embarrassedly, and asked politely, "How's the hand of Fellow Daoist Meng?"

Meng Canglang's expression was solemn and upright, and he replied conservatively: "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for you and Xiaofang to retrieve the broken arm for me. Although it is not very flexible now, it is no longer a serious problem."

In order to demonstrate the authenticity of this statement, the young man pulled out the blue giant sword behind his back and replaced it with his left hand.

As soon as the epee started, Meng Canglang's arm trembled.

boom--

Dang-

fell to the ground.

Qiao Wan, Fang Lingqing, and Qi Feidao were shocked: "Senior brother (daoist friend)?!"

Meng Canglang's ears were slightly red: "...I'm going down...it's okay..."

After a second, he added: "Probably..."

Qiao Wan: What does this mean? !

The next day, Bai Shanhu and Xie Xingzhi even sent some condolences.

Liu Xinwen was seriously injured and did not fall to the ground until the third day.

As for Venerable Miaofa, Qiao Wan has not seen Miaofa since they parted ways in the ghost city.

But Qiao Wan can also understand the current situation of the Great Bright Hall.

Before signing up for the Three Religions Dharma Conference, disciples of all sects have signed the life and death certificate. After all, this is a serious exchange meeting of monks in the cultivation world. It is not a point-to-point discussion within the door. If you don’t experience life and death battles, how can you go on this road for a long time in the future.

Driven by this belief, all sects have also tacitly agreed that there may be several good seedlings in each session of the Fa discussion.

But this time the casualties were really heavy, and even if they signed a life-and-death certificate, it was really hard to explain.

The flowers that each faction took care of had turned into a large bundle of Chinese cabbage for a few pennies, and the leaders of each faction were bleeding heartily.

In order to appease the disciples of the three sects, and to make time for these chores, the Great Bright Highness made a decision.

The Daguang Hall and the various factions made a decision together to suspend the third Dharma meeting, give everyone a holiday before the third session, and open the spiritual spring on Jiuyue Mountain that can generate muscle and concentrate on the wound, together. Go to the hot springs! !

A group of disciples of the Three Sects who had healed their scars and forgot the pain, rushed to Lingquan one after another.

When Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao mentioned this, Qiao Wan decisively refused.

She is wearing this vest now, and she looks very perverted whether she goes to the men's soup or the women's soup!

Qi Feidao raised his eyebrows: "The spiritual spring of the Great Bright Hall is rich in spiritual energy and can nourish the muscles and bones. Do you really not want to go there?"

Qiao Wan said implicitly, "I haven't recovered from my injury, so I won't join in the fun." Moreover, she always had an ominous premonition.

This ominous premonition came true one day.

When Qiao Wan was lying in bed thinking about life, Meng Canglang entered the door.

"Fellow Daoist Lu." The young man stood cautiously by the door, "How is your injury?"

"Thank you for your concern, it's no big deal."

Meng Canglang showed hesitation, and said crampedly, "Could that fellow Daoist take a step to speak?"

Qiao Wan did not suspect him, put on his clothes, picked up his sword, and followed Meng Canglang and walked out of the hut.

"This is the direction to Jiyue Mountain?"

Turning his head to look at the scene along the way, Qiao Wan asked.

Meng Canglang: "...Indeed."

Meng Canglang walked beside her, his back was straight, too straight.

Turning around a mountain wall, a small spiritual spring is revealed. The stone wall is smooth and the water mist is lingering.

A group of elite disciples of the three sects leaned against the stone wall with their shirtless shirts on, their faces full of contentment.

Hearing footsteps, everyone turned their heads.

Joey:  …

Crowd: ...

Four eyes met, and an exclamation sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Lu?!!"

"Fellow Daoist Lu is here? Isn't it impossible to tell?"

Immediately after, the disciples of the three sects scrambled to climb out of the spiritual spring, smiling evilly.

"Finally tricked Lu Cixian! Don't let him run away!"

"Hold down! Hold down!" A certain boy slapped his thigh and jumped out of the hot spring first, with an excited expression on his face: "Iron-blooded real man Lu Cixian! Let my fellow Taoists see it today!"

"Come on, fellow Daoists!!"

Qiao Wan tightened her trousers and stepped back a few steps:! ! ! She knows it!