After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 178|Under the Cliff (2)

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After dealing with the monsters on the road, Qiao Wan carried Pei Chunzheng on his back and continued moving forward.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and there are many monsters in front of us. Not to mention, there is a disabled person on my back, so it is unrealistic to go forward.

We must find a place to rest first.

Pei Chunzheng had no objection to Qiao Wan's proposal.

Fortunately, I finally found a cave while carrying Pei Chunzheng on my back.

Walking into the cave, Qiao Wan took a look around.

It's a bit damp in this cave, and water is still dripping from the rock walls.

Reluctantly, I found a slightly dryer place and let Pei Chunzheng down.

Qiao Wan: "Wait here for a while."

After a while, he came back with a pile of firewood.

"Talk, click it."

Pei Chunzheng calmly threw out another talisman with seals and inscriptions.

The flames shot up with a "hoorah", illuminating the cave warmly and brightly.

In this case, the tense atmosphere seemed to be swept away immediately.

Qiao Wan picked a place, sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Across the bright flames, the young man's jade-like face seemed to be covered with a layer of warm light, making it much softer.

The young man lowered his eyebrows and said in a solemn voice: "Why save me."

Why?

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment and scratched his head.

In fact, she didn't expect that she would save him so calmly.

Does she hate Pei Chunzheng?

Do you want to hate Pei Chunzheng for deceiving her feelings and letting down her youth?

Not really.

There happened to be a chance to be alone, and everyone was in a calm mood.

Looking at the red flames, Qiao Wan pondered for a while and sorted out her thoughts.

We are all adults now, so if you have anything to say, it’s better to talk it out.

"To be honest, I was really...sad when you trashed me before."

This is first love after all.

"But..." Qiao Wan paused, picked up the branches scattered on the ground, and pulled them a few times, "It's all over. There wasn't much hatred in the first place."

No deep grudges?

After hearing this, Pei Chunzheng was silent for a moment and said nothing.

In this situation, Qiao Wan suddenly thought of a wonderful way.

She can be so calm now, thanks to her senior, who had the patience to comfort her, a lovelorn girl.

Senior told her back then that leaving behind all the tribulations and experiencing love and hate is a necessary lesson in life. If you have not experienced these worldly loves and hates, how can you understand enlightenment? Zen enlightenment is transcendence from reincarnation and ultimate nirvana. As for a monk like her, she has attained the Great Path.

A person who is aloof and has no feet in the mud cannot become a true Buddha or a true immortal.

Coming from the mundane world, suddenly realizing it, and finally transcending the mundane world, becoming pure and unencumbered, this is the cultivation of immortality.

"The so-called cultivating immortals and cultivating Buddhism." The Buddha's eyebrows were solemn, "It's nothing more than 'cultivating the mind.' Once the Taoist heart and the Buddha's heart are established, even if you fall on the way to ascension in the future, as long as you have an open mind and no worries, you have achieved it. This supreme Buddhist kingdom belongs to you alone.”

This is completely different from what the Master told her before...

Qiao Wan, who still had snot and tears on her face, was stunned.

It turns out that you don’t need to ascend to become an immortal or a Buddha.

Once the Buddha's mind is completed, he will finally reach Nirvana.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Qiao Wan calmed down and looked at Pei Chunzheng calmly.

She doesn't want to waste time on these things.

Life is like morning dew, and the path of heaven is long and long.

Life is fleeting, but compared with her previous life, she has a lot of time in this life, and she can do more meaningful things.

She still has friends!

Qiao Wan’s eyes were bright.

She still has something she wants to pursue!

However, the most important reason may be that I have been beaten before, and it is enough to vent my anger.

"It's getting late," Qiao Wan threw away the twig in her hand, stood up, hesitated, "You have a good rest."

Pei Chunzheng closed his eyes in silence.

What is more embarrassing than love and hate is not caring.

Leaning slumped against the rock wall, the young man pursed his lips tightly.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see blood again.

He is not as open-minded as Qiao Wan.

He is a demon, a pure demon, with extraordinary talents, but no matter how good he is, his parents will never look at him again.

His mother loves his father so much that she almost goes crazy. She only sees his father. As for his father, he has three wives and four concubines, but she doesn’t even exist in his eyes, and certainly not his son. .

It seemed like it was a snowy night...

Pei Chunzheng thought blankly.

The lanterns in the house were blown around by the wind and snow, leaking a warm yellow light all over the floor.

He came back a little early after practicing sword practice. On the way back, he bought a bracelet and brought it to his mother.

Even if he is a pure demon, he still hopes that his father and mother can take another look.

Mother is his god.

In his vague childhood memories, she once hugged him, her brows and eyes as gentle as spring water.

He crossed the threshold, calmly ignored the ridicule of several concubine brothers, and nervously clenched the bracelet in his hand.

He didn't know yet what he would see.

What he saw was that his father ate his mother.

Pure demons, who improve their cultivation by devouring their own kind.

Her father was fed up with her old age, beauty, and nagging, so he ate her in a rage.

The blood flowed all the way to the door, leaving only a broken hairpin in the pool of blood, and a hand that had gently patted his back and coaxed him to sleep.

Thinking about it now, he was very calm at the time, and while his father was stunned, he stabbed him in the heart with a sword without any expression.

Then he ate his father alive.

After eating his father, his cultivation level increased greatly.

Staggering out of the yard, I looked at everyone and ate them, not sparing any of them.

Sitting on the ground, he ate up his concubine mother, concubine brothers and concubine sister with no expression on his face.

Formulate the elixir within one day.

Half step Nascent Soul.

The warm blood fell on the snow and quickly turned into ice.

Pei Chunzheng knelt on the ground and finished eating his whole family without expression.

At this moment, he actually wanted to eat Qiao Wan.

He finally understood and regretted it.

He...likes her.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he... actually fell in love with her.

I fell in love with this substitute who was completely different from Mu Xiaoxiao.

He will never let go.

After a long night, Qiao Wan decided to enter meditation.

After taking the Pure Pure Crystal into his belly, there was still no change in his Dantian.

Qiao Wan stopped looking at Pei Chunzheng and began to concentrate on fighting the Wusu True Crystal in her stomach.

She could feel that the Pure Pure Crystal had not yet been transformed, and this large group of spiritual energy was piled in her stomach and had not been fully absorbed, so she began to try to "gnaw" it slowly and bit by bit.

After chewing for a long time, I finally bit off a sharp corner.

At this moment, my wrist suddenly tightened!

Pei Chun Zheng? !

Qiao Wan suddenly opened her eyes, and her true energy was still flowing in her body. If she didn't pay attention, she would have to go astray and have to do nothing.

Concerned about the zhenqi flowing in her body, Qiao Wan froze and resisted.

My eyes suddenly turned dark.

Pei Chunzheng covered her eyes.

The young man lowered his eyes and lowered his lips.

He won't give up.

The lips moved to the top of the neck.

This red mark.

Pei Chunzheng's fingertips brushed across the red mark, and he tightened his grip on the girl's strong waist, and his cold lips slowly fell on her neck.