After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 152|Hot Spring Battle (1)

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Sensing that Miao Fa's expression was wrong, Qiao Wan whispered: "Senior."

The secret: "Let's go."

He was not as fragile as she thought, and his inner demons would be triggered by what this family did.

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

"You're back!" Wang Ruyi happily held the wedding dress and rushed to Qiao Wan with a glare.

My eyes naturally followed Miaofa.

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

Qiao Wan twitched the corner of her mouth, took a quick step forward, and covered Wang Ruyi's mouth!

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

Why has your sweetheart changed color? ! This seems so awe-inspiring to the Buddha that you actually want to anally **** him!

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

Okay, young man, you are awesome.

Seeing the constipated face of the young man next to him, Miaofa frowned very keenly and said, "What are you doing with this expression? You have something to say."

"Senior." Qiao Wan said uneasily while pulling Wang Ruyi behind her, "Can I bring Miss Wang back to the Great Guangming Palace?"

Miaofa glanced at the obviously inhuman girl behind Qiao Wan, frowned and said: "This is your friend, you can make your own decision without asking me."

Qiao Wan tightened her grip on Wang Ruyi's sleeves, feeling a little downcast.

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

She just... subconsciously wanted to find a topic.

Master Miaofa and Ma Huaizhen still have something to talk to Yan Shiyuan.

Qiao Wan, Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi were squatting aside to listen. Halfway through, Ma Huaizhen couldn't stand the three mushrooms, so he packed them up and threw them out with a sideways glance.

“If you don’t go out for a walk in the ghost market when it’s so busy, what kind of mushrooms should you grow here?”

Although this trip to the ghost market was full of surprises and dangers, before leaving, Qiao Wan still planned to pack up a few souvenirs and take them back.

The eldest brother is frail, so he needs to bring a piece of warm jade to him. As for when he can give it away, that is another matter. Senior Ma's wheelchair was broken, so I gave him a new wheelchair to make do with. Senior Li's cloth shoes have been worn for a long time and he has to change into a pair.

Walking on the bustling long street, Qiao Wan was thinking in her heart.

As for Senior Miaofa...

As for Senior Miaofa.

Qiao Wan thought for a long time and finally got stuck.

She really doesn’t know what the Venerable’s shortcomings are or what he likes. Most monks, especially those who have cultivated to the realm of wonderful Dharma, probably have a calm mind and no desires or pursuits, right?

Wang Ruyi said firmly: "Buy this!"

After seeing what Wang Ruyi was holding, Qiao Wan was stunned.

"The Romantic Female Ghost Qiao Venerable"

Why do ghost markets also have such small yellow books? !

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

Maybe it was because of a change in mentality, Qiao Wan felt a thump in her heart.

Oops...Oops...

She actually wanted to watch it.

Unable to resist the temptation of the "Merry Lady Ghost Master", Qiao Wan spent some spirit stones without changing her expression. She seemed calm, but in fact she secretly bought the book "The Merry Ghost Lady Ghost Master" with a hot face. "Put it into your sleeve. It felt like a crime to do it.

Yu Xingyi, who was following the two of them, looked dissatisfied and sneered: "Why should I waste time here with you."

Wang Ruyi happily raised a silk flower.

"Isn't this pretty? Can you take a look?"

"You wear this, this looks good."

The young man's facial features are soft and handsome, and he is even more beautiful when paired with a silk flower on his temple. The disfigured half of the face was a little more thrilling in comparison.

There is also Lu Cixian.

Yu Xingzhi looked disgusted.

Why did he regard this guy as a competitor before? Is this the one whose mind is filled with little butterflies in a girl’s house?

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

The boy had a small butterfly on his head and a gloomy face: "Why should I waste time with you with this thing."

Halfway through, there were people shouting and selling candy.

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

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

Learning from the past, before buying the candy, Qiao Wan and Yu Xingzhi checked it carefully to make sure it was not made of some weird stuff. Wang Ruyi swallowed the candy in his hand with "Ah woo" in the mouth.

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

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

He and Lu Cixian had clearly checked this candy, so it couldn’t be made of ashes, right?

Wang Ruyi covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

Toothless, unable to chew QAQ

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and took away the remaining osmanthus candy in Wang Ruyi's hand.

Yu Xingzhi raised his head: "Lu Cixian?"

The young man had no expression on his face, clenched the candy tightly, and suddenly turned around and left.

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

Before he could say this, a clear and familiar male voice sounded from behind.

"Yu Xingzhi?"

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

Yu Xingzhi's face suddenly twisted, he freed up a hand and grabbed Qiao Wan's face hard.

Really.

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

Yu Xingzhi looked wrong, Qiao Wan asked: "What?"

Yu Xingzhi: "Just now, it seemed like one of your paper figures ran over."

Paper man!

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

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

Qiao Wan paused, and suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity in her heart.

Qiao Wan stared at the paper man for a while.

It was not an illusion, she had indeed seen it somewhere.

This look... she is too familiar with it.

Logically speaking, paper figures should not have self-awareness, unless there is something attached to them.

Suddenly, the shadow puppet he had seen in the Chu family slipped into his mind unexpectedly, and the images of the shadow puppet and the paper man gradually overlapped.

An idea flashed in Qiao Wan’s mind!

"Are you Chu Jiaojiao?"

From the moment she entered the ghost market, the person attached to her shell was Chu Jiaojiao? !

Although it was Lu Cixian’s (fake) shell, the paper man in front of him could vaguely see his stiffness after being exposed by Qiao Wan.

After a while, Lu Cixian (pseudonym) slowly lowered his head and stretched out his hand towards Qiao Wan, with a hint of cautious apprehension and uneasiness on his face.

A few pieces of candy lie quietly in my hand.

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

Chu Jiaojiao lowered her eyes.

That day, her father bought her a lot of candies, all kinds of colorful candies. Before, only my younger brother could eat these candies. She was so happy at the time that she ate one for her father and held the rest in her hand reluctant to eat. She thought about taking it home for her mother and brother to try too, so that they could all eat it together.

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

She lay on the chopping board like a docile lamb, stabbed the knife into her thigh, cut it open, and peeled it off.

It hurts so much.

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

The slightest sweetness.

It was the same as the candy she imagined.

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

Chu Jiaojiao looked hesitant.

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

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

Qiao Wan continued to stare at the shadow puppets: "Do you want to come with me?"

Chu Jiaojiao: "..."

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

She has met this big brother, Chu Jiaojiao thought.

This big brother and that weird uncle took her home.

It was very scary to see herself spread out on the ground like a big cake. Qiao Wan knelt down and rolled "himself" into her sleeves, then went back to find Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi.

Having not taken a few steps, he bumped into Yu Xingzhi who was coming.

Yu Xingzhi frowned: "Found it?"

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

Qiao Wan: "Found it."

"Where's the paper man?"

Qiao Wan pointed to her sleeves, "It's a long story, let's talk about it when we get back."

After returning, Miaofa, Ma Huaizhen and Yan Shiyuan also finished talking.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Ma Huaizhen's voice: "Young Taoist Yan really don't want to go with us?"

Yan Shiyuan said euphemistically: "The Taoist friends accepted it with all my heart, but I promised them."

What's more, the master of the Kunshan Enlightenment Hall in front of him doesn't really have his best interests at heart. Putting him in front of him, the hall master would probably feel more at ease, Yan Shiyuan smiled bitterly.

He didn't blame Ma Huaizhen for his thoughts. The battlefield in the north under the banner of "Han" was even dozens of times more brutal than Fufeng Valley. Those who could make it out of the snow-capped mountains in the north were definitely not simple fools.

Ma Huaizhen also asked casually. He didn't think Yan Shiyuan would really leave with him, so he didn't force himself anymore.

……

It took three days from entering the ghost market to leaving the ghost market. After leaving the ghost market, Chu Jiaojiao and Wang Ruyi were handed over to Lu Yao and Li Panxian to take care of them. Qiao Wan was also there for the entire time. I stayed in bed for three days.

In the past three days, a steady stream of people came to visit, both familiar and unfamiliar, and the small hut in Buping Academy was packed to the brim.

After all, we already have a life-long friendship! The disciples of the three religions thought with great pride.

It was Daoist Lu who took the lead in cutting off his little finger. He was a man he could befriend.

The price for so many people pouring into Buping Academy was that the pitiful little huts in the academy collapsed.

It turns out Buping Academy is so poor=口=

By a group of disciples of the three religions who were born in a well-known and decent family.

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 end of her pen, and counting the supplements piled in the corner.

Going back to the ghost market this time, Qi Feidao walked around for several times without finding any large troops. He formed a companionship with a few disciples from Chaotian Ridge, and before anything happened, he was immediately recruited back by the Great Guangming Palace. . This thrilling experience between Qiao Wan, Fang Lingqing, and Meng Canglang was only described to him by Fang Lingqing after the fact.

The upright Canglang Sword carries very normal things with him when he visits a doctor, including a bunch of tonics.

Putting down the tonics he was carrying when he entered the door, Qi Feidao stepped on his straw sandals and said with a smile: "Little Daoist Brother Lu, how are you doing? Do you feel better?"

Meng Canglang and Fang Lingqing followed closely behind.

The young man's arm has been sewn back together.

Fang Lingqing: "I didn't plan to bring senior brother with me this time, but senior brother Meng said he had to come over and take a look at you."

Qiao Wan was flattered, waved her hand sheepishly, and asked politely: "How is Fellow Daoist Meng's hand?"

Meng Canglang looked solemn and upright, and replied conservatively: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, and Xiaofang for picking up my broken arm. Although it is still not very flexible now, it is no longer a serious problem."

In order to show the true credibility of this statement, the young man pulled out the blue giant sword from his back and replaced it with his left hand.

As soon as he took the heavy sword into his hands, Meng Canglang's arm trembled.

Bang——

Danglang——

Falled to the ground.

Qiao Wan, Fang Lingqing, and Qi Feidao were shocked: "Brother (fellow Taoist)?!"

Meng Canglang's ears turned slightly red: "...I'm...it's okay..."

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

Qiao Wan: What does this probably mean? !

The next day, Bai Shanhu and Xie Xingzhi actually asked someone to send them something to express their condolences.

Liu Xinwen was seriously injured and did not get off the ground until the third day.

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

However, Qiao Wan can also understand the current situation of the Great Guangming Palace.

Before signing up for the Three Religions Dharma Conference, disciples of each sect must sign a life and death certificate. After all, this is a serious exchange meeting among monks in the world of cultivation. It is not just a discussion within the sect. If you don’t experience the battle of life and death, how can you go on this road for a long time in the future?

Driven by this belief, each sect has also tacitly acknowledged that each Dharma discussion conference may yield several good ideas.

However, the casualties this time were really heavy. Even if a life and death certificate was signed, it would not be easy to explain.

The flowers that each faction carefully cared for turned into a big bundle of cabbage worth a few pennies, and the elders who led each faction were bleeding in their hearts.

In order to appease the disciples of the three religions and to free up time to deal with these chores, His Majesty Da Guangming made a decision.

The Great Guangming Hall, together with various factions, made a decision to postpone the third Dharma conference, give everyone a holiday before the start of the third session, and open the spiritual spring on Jiuyue Mountain that can strengthen muscles and heal the body. , go to the hot springs together! !

A group of disciples of the three religions who had healed their scars and forgotten the pain rushed towards the spiritual spring one after another.

When Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao brought up this matter, Qiao Wan decisively chose to refuse.

Wearing this vest now, she looks very perverted whether she is going to a male or female bath!

Qi Feidao raised his eyebrows: "The spiritual spring in the Great Guangming Hall is rich in spiritual energy and can nourish the muscles and bones. Do you really think that Fellow Daoist Lu won't go there?"

Qiao Wan was reserved: "I haven't recovered from my injury, so I won't go over and join in the fun." Moreover, she always had an ominous premonition.

This ominous premonition came true one day.

While Qiao Wan was lying on the bed thinking about life, Meng Canglang walked in the door.

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

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist, it's nothing serious."

Meng Canglang looked hesitant and said awkwardly: "Can my Taoist friend take a step to speak?"

Qiao Wan didn't doubt his presence, put on her clothes, picked up her sword, followed Meng Canglang and walked out of the hut.

"Is this the direction to Jiuyue Mountain?"

Qiao Wan asked as she turned around and looked at the scenery along the way.

Meng Canglang: "...Indeed."

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

Turning around a mountain wall, a small spiritual spring was revealed. The stone wall was smooth and the water mist shrouded it.

A group of elite disciples of the three religions were shirtless and leaning against the stone wall with satisfied expressions on their faces.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, everyone turned their heads.

Qiao Wan:......

Everyone:...

As their eyes met, a cry of surprise sounded.

"Friend Lu Dao?!"

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

Following this, a group of disciples of the three religions scrambled out of the spiritual spring, smiling evilly.

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

"Hold it! Hold it!" A certain boy slapped his thigh and jumped out of the hot spring first, with excitement on his face: "The iron-blooded true man Lu Cixian! Let the fellow Taoists see it today!"

"Come up fellow Taoists!!"

Qiao Wan tightened her waist and took a few steps back:! ! ! She knew it!