After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 128|Do you mind or not

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Qiao Wan did not expect that the magic method would come so quickly.

And Buping Academy is in the Mustard Seed Space, so it can be found!

Although she had reassured herself that there was nothing to be embarrassed about, Qiao Wan's whole body tensed up as she continued to face the magic method, and she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.

When one has cultivated to the point of wonderful Dharma, some coercion will naturally flow out of his body, and the pure Buddha's light will envelope his whole body, almost everywhere.

Qiao Wan mustered up the courage to raise her eyes.

When their eyes met, they could clearly see those cyan eyes.

Exactly the same as the Buddha in the dream of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is also cyan, majestic, with deep eyes and calm devouring the tip and base of the tongue.

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

So, after taking over the hand, my eyes succeeded in not knowing where to put them.

These thoughts were actually just a blink of an eye. After a second, Qiao Wan, with a dry mouth and tongue, bowed as usual and honestly shouted: "Senior."

The Buping disciples were all confused, and none of them could figure out why Master Miaofa, who was just fine, was here? Their academy cannot invite the great Buddha of Miaofa.

The disciple was too cute, so Li Pian frowned unhappily and scolded Bian Ershang in a low voice: "Why don't you go get some tea quickly?"

The young man who was named happened to be Meng Wenliang. Li Fan shouted in a low voice. Meng Wenliang woke up from a dream. When he looked at the Buddha in front of him, his face turned a little red and he quickly turned around to pour tea.

At this time, Li Pan had already announced the host and guest, and asked Miaofa to sit down: "Your Majesty, please."

Miaofa also sat down as instructed.

Since she still had the title of mountain leader, Qiao Wan also stayed.

However, she is special. She is the head of the mountain and also a disciple of the academy. It is still left to Li Pan to deal with official matters in socializing.

Qiao Wan clenched the sickle in her hand, placed it flat on her knees, and sat down as well.

Li Pan looked at the Buddha in front of him calmly, and said slowly and in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I came to the sect today. What is the important matter?"

It feels a little hot.

Sweat unknowingly soaked her back, and the piece of fabric on her back was pressed tightly against her back. Qiao Wan tightened her grip on the sickle, lowered her head and looked around, listening to the two seniors above playing. Official accent.

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

At this glance, he happened to catch the eye of Miao Fa above.

Qiao Wan took a breath and held the scythe a little tighter. She was shocked and wondered why she hadn't realized that her predecessor's eyes were so aggressive before she came here.

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

However, Qiao Wan still remembers the time when she probed into her sea of ​​consciousness before. In the majestic depths, there was gentleness, compassion and patience. She had always known that her senior was a gentle and kind person, so she subconsciously ignored the aggressiveness of the Buddha.

Qiao Wan shivered, and the pressure suddenly increased ORZ.

In the other room, Miao Fa and Li Pan, after a simple opening remarks and pleasantries, the topic finally came to Qiao Wan.

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

Li Fan pondered: "Mountain Chief?"

Coming!

Pan Li turned his head and glanced at Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan got excited and straightened her back, as if she had been called upon by the teacher in class, and stood up anxiously.

"Senior."

So hot.

As her eyes fell on her face, Qiao Wan couldn't help but shiver. She straightened her back and tried not to look strange.

Li Pan's eyes walked around Qiao Wan and Miao Fa, then turned to Miao Fa and gestured with his head.

My eyes turned to the door again. I picked up the door frame and carefully poked my head. The crowd of boys and girls who were pushing and shoving stiffened for an instant and raised their heads to look up at the stars.

Why didn't they realize why the sun was so bright today?

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

Miaofa responded in a deep voice: "Please."

As he raised his legs and passed the door, Li Ban glanced at the rigid figure of Buping disciple and said, "Let's go."

Go, go, go!

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

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

There were only two people left in the room.

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

Halfway through, Qiao Wan silently remembered that something was not quite right.

Has she forgotten her senior?

It seems so.

The pressure of the Buddha's light behind him seemed to be getting stronger unconsciously. Qiao Wan turned around and pointed at the teapot, and stammered: "Senior, there is no water in the teapot. I'm going to pour some more."

After speaking, he quickened his pace.

Run first.

Seeing that the door is close at hand! Qiao Wan looked happy as she just crossed the threshold.

Bang——

Hit his head against something hard!

The collision made Qiao Wan fall back, her hands loosened, and the teapot slid down with a clang.

At the critical moment, Qiao Wan quickly reached out to grab the teapot, but a figure was faster and steadily caught the teapot in her hand.

The teapot at Buping Academy also looks very shabby, made of rough porcelain, but it is still a set of tea sets specially used for entertaining guests. Although it is a bit shabby, at least it is clean.

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

Qiao Wan raised her head and looked at the thing that had just hit her.

There was a golden shimmer at the door, shining brilliantly under the sunlight.

Qiao Wan stretched out her hand blankly and touched it.

So hot.

This is the barrier!

Turn around and look at the wonderful method in front of you.

There is no way out, there is no way out.

The room was very quiet.

With her back pressed against the hot barrier, Qiao Wan swallowed, gritted her teeth, pointed at the teapot put aside by the Buddha, and asked: "Senior...senior...really don't drink tea? ? "

Calculating how long she has known Miaofa, it must have been more than ten years.

Qiao Wan's thoughts were flying wildly.

I didn’t expect the senior to be so tall. At first glance, he is probably almost 1.9 meters tall.

The more nervous Qiao Wan becomes, the more her thoughts become like wild dogs that run loose, never to return.

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

The voice is still refreshing and refreshing, as if it has its own Buddhist light and reverb.

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

Qiao Wan struggled to answer: "Senior...there is no need to apologize to me."

It seems to be getting hotter.

Qiao Wan took a step back, a little sweat dripping from the tip of her nose.

The girl swallowed, scratched her head, and said: "This junior actually doesn't care about this very much."

Miaofa keenly caught something strange and said solemnly: "Don't you care?"

"Yes." Qiao Wan nodded bravely, "Senior also knows. After all, we are all monks, and men and women are not taken too seriously."

The world of cultivation is a place where women are treated like men and men are treated like mules. Everyone is busy fighting and killing every day before it is too late.

Even if it is a mortal dynasty, it is equivalent to the era of "collapse of rituals and music". After all, there are swords flying everywhere, and even when walking around worried about whether justice will come from heaven, this society can still be stable. Where to go!

Isn't it said that "the people in the warehouse know the etiquette from the facts"? Whether they can survive smoothly is a question. Who would put their minds on these cumbersome and useless feudal rules.

Qiao Wan: "Senior and I, we have been back and forth, so we are even."

Master Miaofa shouted: "Do you really think so?!"

Qiao Wan: "Yes, I don't mind, I was in the sea of ​​consciousness before..."

Under the Buddha's cold and stern gaze, Qiao Wan's heart pounded. Her voice became quieter as she spoke. She licked the corner of her lips and pointed to the high stool not far away: "Senior, can you give me that? ?"

Master Miaofa followed Qiao Wan's gaze and saw that it was the teapot that Qiao Wan almost dropped just now.

The Buddha frowned, silently raised a ray of Buddha light and handed it to Qiao Wan.

Holding the teapot with something in his hand, Qiao Wan felt a little relieved and calmed down. He glanced at the magic method and knew that it was inevitable, so he decided to explain it clearly to the Buddha.

Although they are not Buddhists, it is almost universally known that great monks love to torment themselves. If they can’t help but look at a woman more, they will torment themselves. If they accidentally take a sip of wine, they will torment themselves. .

She can't really let Miaofa torment her like this, Qiao Wan thought tangledly, this matter was originally a mistake, and she felt bad about it.

It was impossible to hide. Qiao Wan took a deep breath and said, "Inner demons are always obstacles that monks must pass through in their practice. What happened in the dream in the sea of ​​consciousness was not the original intention of the seniors."

In short, just throw the blame on your inner demon!

The trick: "You don't mind?"

Miaofa said sternly: "Since you don't mind, why did you shed tears over the love between a man and a woman in the first place?"

Obviously not convinced.

Pei Chun contends.

The dark history of crying until she burst into tears was brought up again. Qiao Wan lowered her head in shame and hugged the teapot in her arms tighter: "Senior...it's different."

The Buddha was silent for a moment, probably because he realized that he was pushing the junior in front of him a little too hard.

This matter was originally his fault and had nothing to do with Qiao Wan.

Miaofa spoke coldly, her voice a little stiff: "What you say means what you mean, he and I are both men, there is no difference."

Qiao Wan raised her head and finally understood.

Master Miaofa, probably, may have really misunderstood her. I thought she was pretending not to care, but she really didn’t mind!

If she wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible, it would be best for her to express her feelings and punish Miaofa a little bit. But...but what can she do to punish Miaofa! Thinking of this, Qiao Wan was embarrassed.

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