After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 136|Girl’s Feelings

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Although it is indeed a bit rude to say this, it is the only thing I can do now.

Qiao Wan sighed resignedly.

I had nothing to do, so I simply picked up the magic book on the table that I had not finished before and continued to study it.

The demonic energy in the large size has basically been controlled. The problem now is how to use the demonic energy for your own use. This magic book is equivalent to the elementary school textbook published by Demon Realm, which was personally revised by her cheap uncle Mei Kangping.

No matter how poor we are, we cannot afford education, and no matter how miserable we are, we cannot suffer for our children.

Mei Kangping, the real talker in Demon Realm today, said so, and he personally took some time out of his busy schedule to pay close attention to education. Taking into account the IQ issues of various new demons, the words and sentences in this magic book are also very plain and easy to understand, ensuring that every demon can understand it.

Just after reading the first two lines, there was another knock on the door.

Qiao Wan looked up from the magic book: "Who?"

The male voice outside the door has its own reverberation effect, like a powerful bell, smooth and noble: "It's me."

Qiao Wan was stunned, and his scalp suddenly became numb.

"Senior...senior?"

Miaofa frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

It stands to reason that Qiao Wan, a junior, is not feeling well. For this reason, there is no need for the Venerable Master of the Great Guangming Hall to personally intervene. However, considering the surging demonic energy in Qiao Wan's large cabin, after listening to Disciple Buping's explanation, Miaofa frowned, got up, walked to the shabby cabin, and asked.

Qiao Wan's muscles tensed up instantly, she squeezed the magic book in her hand tightly, and said awkwardly: "Thank you, senior, for your relationship. This junior is fine."

It was quiet for a while outside the door.

Qiao Wan looked at the door panel and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Although she has known Master Miaofa for more than twenty years, Qiao Wan still has a very clear understanding of the relationship between her and Master Miaofa.

The other party is an eminent Buddhist monk with a very high status and the title of Venerable on his head. However, she is considered a junior in terms of seniority and her status is considered to be the headmaster of Buping Academy. Miaofa is willing to come over to "visit the patient", so she should open the door and invite her senior in for a cup of tea.

But it’s one thing to think about it, and another thing to do it! !

Qiao Wan hugged him tighter.

After all, she is pretending to be ill. If she is found to be pretending to be ill, Jubi will be illuminated endlessly, Jubi will be illuminated endlessly!

In an instant, she realized what it meant to be riding a tiger with difficulty. Qiao Wan gritted her teeth and continued to talk nonsense: "Junior is fine, senior, don't go to such trouble."

Magic: "Is it demonic energy?"

Qiao Wan said implicitly: "Not really."

I don’t know if it’s because he cares about someone well but the other person doesn’t know how to thank him, so he’s slightly angry and darkened, or if it’s because the girl in the room is obviously avoiding him.

Miaofa has always been sharp and domineering in his actions. If the person in this room was a disciple of the Great Guangming Hall, and he was inexplicably absent from the door, he could have just smashed the door with a palm and walked in with a stride.

But it was Qiao Wan who was in the room.

This is not the monk sitting here, but a junior member of the opposite **** whom I have some contact with but am not very familiar with.

Even if there is no distinction between men and women in his eyes, he still has to worry about the difference between men and women.

Although in the past twenty years, I have been in contact with Qiao Wan dozens of times. But honestly speaking, I still can't figure out what is going on in this junior's mind.

Although the girl in his dream had no unnecessary expression changes on her face, her behavior was quite polite. It was the first time that she shut others out like today.

But no matter how stiff Miaofa's expression is, it is impossible to get angry with a younger girl, let alone the inner demons and illusions ahead.

In the final analysis, this matter is due to his unstable Zen mind, which allowed the inner demon to take advantage of it.

A single thought can cause all sorts of karma.

Having witnessed the girl crying with snot and tears and out of breath, I know that Qiao Wan is actually not much different from ordinary girls, but she is just a little more durable than others.

There was no other way. Considering the junior in front of him, Venerable Miaofa had no choice but to close his eyes, endure his temper, and continue to speak.

The words reached his throat, he paused, and then asked again in a deep voice.

"But because of the inner demons and illusions."

It's okay that Miaofa didn't mention this matter. Qiao Wan was shocked when she mentioned it.

Although he could not see the Buddha outside the door through the door, there was still a roar in his ears, and his whole face turned red.

Qiao Wan stammered and answered hurriedly: "Senior, you worry too much, and it's not because of your inner demons and illusions."

Not this answer?

The unexpected answer made Miaofa frown: "Then why are you avoiding me?"

Since it was neither demonic energy nor inner demon fantasy, Miaofa frowned and pondered. For a moment, she couldn't figure out why Qiao Wan was avoiding him. This was not in her temper.

Noticing that there was a sudden silence outside the door, Qiao Wan started to beat her heart and asked uneasily: "Senior...is senior angry?"

Miaofa said coldly: "It's you who are slightly ill, not mine. Why should I be angry because of you?"

Even if she dies of illness in this room, it has nothing to do with him.

The next second, seeing that there was still no movement at the door, Miaofa's face froze and he said sternly: "Why don't you open the door quickly?"

Qiao Wan was silent for a second.

Her experience with Ma Huaizhen and her senior brother told her that the senior outside the door was definitely angry!

At this point, it would be unjustifiable and rude to not open the door again.

There was no other way, so Qiao Wan had no choice but to step forward and open the door for Miaofa.

The door creaked, and Qiao Wan subconsciously glanced up, then quickly looked away.

As soon as the door opened, the girl stood obediently in front of the door, her head lowered, her forehead blocking the expression on her face, and her pink butterfly hairband hanging weakly.

Seeing Qiao Wan like this, Miaofa's face turned dark again and she sternly...

Not serious.

After all, this scene of being so lost that one seems to have a ghost floating out of his mouth is too eye-catching.

Miaofa paused for a moment, then changed his words with a stern expression: "Looking at you like this, is it wronging you to ask you to open the door for medical treatment?"

Qiao Wan shivered, quickly calmed down, and shook his head: "Wan... This junior did not mean this."

The main reason is that it is too shameless.

Qiao Wan silently covered her face.

How could she tell the truth about her unwillingness to open the door?

Unknowingly, I was so bold and secretly had some strange thoughts about the magic method. This is really shameful.

However, the door was open. Under the pressure of the gaze, Qiao Wan froze slightly and mustered up the courage to raise her eyes.

In short, let nature take its course.

However, the Buddha stood against the light, and there seemed to be a faint circle of Buddha's light behind him. The Buddha's light was truly shining, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

This was like watching the Bodhisattva in the temple. Qiao Wan's mouth twitched when she saw it. The discomfort in her heart subtly dissipated a little, and she stepped forward to offer tea: "Senior, please."

After Miaofa sat down, Qiao Wan walked to the next seat and sat down.

Wonderful method: "Just now that disciple Bu Ping said you were feeling unwell, where exactly are you feeling unwell?"

This is basically the excuse used to deal with Miao Fa before. When Miao Fa asked him this question, Qiao Wan's inner alarm bells rang.

Just making some nonsense? Qiao Wan thought hesitantly.

As soon as this thought came up, Qiao Wan killed it.

One of the "Five Mings" in Buddhism is the "Medical Prescription". Anyone who can be called a venerable person in the world of cultivation is a being who has advanced cultivation, cut off worries, is free from pollution and ignorance, and has broad wisdom.

As for pretending to be ill, Qiao Wan didn't believe she could hide it from Miao Fa.

After hesitating for a second, Qiao Wan frowned and said vaguely: "Maybe the old disease has recurred, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

As a monk, there are always some old wounds, big and small, so there is nothing doubtful about saying this.

Miaofa glanced at the girl in front of him: "Do you really think I have the time to worry about these trivial matters with you?"

After all, it is really impossible for the Venerable Master of the Great Light Hall to be so narrow-minded as to care about a junior.

That's because I didn't expect that the junior in front of me was thinking about "lower and superior"! Qiao Wan complained silently.

And since we don’t have time to worry about these trivial matters, why do we have to ask her to open the door!

When I thought about it, my mouth was one step ahead of my head, and I blurted out: "There is really no big problem with this junior. Seniors are troubled with many things, and it is not easy for juniors to bother them."

After saying that, Qiao Wan did not forget to look at Miao Fa quietly.

This subtle little movement cannot be hidden from the eyes of the Buddha at all.

The girl quietly raised her eyelashes, tentatively asked in a low voice, and immediately laughed out loud at the magic trick.

The Buddha's face was blue and black, almost similar to the angry appearance of the inner demon.

"Since you know that I am busy with secular affairs, why don't you explain the situation quickly? This will save me from spending all my time on you alone."

Qiao Wan scratched her head, rolled up her sleeves, casually exposed some scars, and whispered: "Here."

The secret: "Just this one place?"

Qiao Wan insisted: "This is the place."

Qiao Wan stretched out her hand tentatively, trying to stroke the hair: "Senior, I was indeed rude just now. I failed to be considerate and made senior worried."

Miaofa glanced at her coldly, without saying a word, and began to heal her wounds, but the cold and stern temperament around her relaxed obviously.

When his eyes fell on Qiao Wan's arm, he was slightly startled, and then looked away again.

This arm is not very fair and delicate.

The forearm muscles are slightly bulging and the lines are smooth. There are stab wounds, sword wounds and burns on the arms, one on top of another.

The speed of healing of old injuries cannot keep up with the speed of new injuries.

Actually, Qiao Wan has struggled. She has bought many beauty and skin care elixirs launched by Duobao Pavilion before. Pei Chunzheng, senior brother and Ma Huaizhen also gave her wound ointments.

It is human nature to love beauty, especially for a girl. White arms, delicate skin and nothing is undoubtedly the most ideal state.

However, the magical tools in the world of cultivation have kept pace with the times. The old wounds on her body are too stubborn. Even the famous Duobao Pavilion's Muscle Condensation Pill can't help. After all, she can't devote all her attention to beauty. Seeing that Skin care had no effect, so Qiao Wan decisively pulled down her sleeves, out of sight and out of mind.

Now that the injury on this arm was exposed to Miao Fa, Qiao Wan blushed slightly unconsciously and felt a little embarrassed.

True and tough-minded.

Miaofa looked away and lowered his eyes: maybe it really could be a good sword.

This thought flashed past, and then he calmed down and used his energy to help Qiao Wan heal his injuries without any distractions.

The warm Buddha light penetrated into the skin, and Qiao Wan's eyes were a little complicated as she patiently searched for the crux.

Before she knew that the senior trapped in Cthulhu in her dream was the famous Master Miaofa, she had actually heard a lot of rumors about Master Miaofa.

Most of them revolve around some colorful stories, such as the story about Venerable Miaofa slaying a certain banshee on the spot, and other pornographic and fresh stories. When she was going down the mountain to run a mission and was bored, Qiao Wan sat down and listened for a while, and by the way, she threw a few low-grade spiritual stones as reward.

Of course, in addition to this scene that the people love to hear and see, there are also Venerable Miaofa who give lectures to ordinary people. Venerable Miaofa opens the Great Light Hall every year and every month to treat ordinary mortals, and so on. Rumors.

In Qiao Wan's impression, this Venerable Miaofa was a Buddhist eminent monk who was always raped because he was too beautiful and had an ascetic temperament, but he was actually powerful and compassionate.

Although he is beautiful, unlike those demonic monks, Venerable Miaofa only focuses on the righteous path of Buddhism.

All living beings are suffering. Although individuals have achieved liberation, they are still willing to travel through the world, go through the hardships of the world, and use their bodies as boats to cross the sea of ​​suffering for all living beings.

It is precisely because of this that the subtle throbbing of the heart, before this great love, seems more green and narrow, making it difficult to speak.

No matter how you look at it, her subtle girlish thoughts always have the word "death". Qiao Wan pursed her lips.

Maybe it was because of a subtle change in his mentality. After Miaofa's fingertips touched the exposed skin, Qiao Wan shivered, and the temperature on his face swayed upward again. .

One is because of embarrassment, and the other is because of shame.

The other party is a Buddhist monk, and he takes good care of me. But what kind of love brain does she have?

This subtle change was immediately captured by the Buddha in front of him.

Miaofa glanced at her: "What are you afraid of?"

Qiao Wan was slightly embarrassed: "It's okay, it's nothing, I'm just not used to it."

The girl lowered her head, revealing a section of her fair neck, with a pink hairband draped between her black hair. She looked calm and polite, but her face did look a little red.

Miaofa closed her eyes, moved her fingers, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and her face turned dark.

From just now, when I was blocked from entering, to now...

This evil obstacle is inexplicable.

Here, after withdrawing his thoughts and touching the bodhi seed in his sleeve, Qiao Wan breathed out a subtle breath and thought carefully.

Now is not the time to think so much.

What's more, her delicate girlish thoughts have not yet matured, let alone love.

Cen Qingyou is still waiting for her.

Now, the most important thing is to become stronger and conquer Shandao Academy.

Fuck him!