After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 319|Extra: Meow Wan

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Since returning to the world of cultivation, Qiao Wan has begun a hard life of running from both ends.

With the existence of the Babel Gate, which can be called a bug, Qiao Wan usually goes to the world of cultivation every other month. Of course, as a **** female college student, her main focus in life is still on study. In order to Persevere in your hard work to successfully obtain your diploma.

Mei Kangping is very disdainful of the "diploma" thing.

"The dishes are ready, put them in the pot to heat up." Standing in front of the stove, covering the lid of the large pot, Qiao Wan reached out and wiped it on her apron, and said calmly, "Second uncle, wait a minute. Just take it out for lunch."

In a small courtyard, under a grape trellis, Mei Kang lay flat on a rocking chair and snorted impatiently, "Okay, you know, I'm not a three-year-old child."

Qiao Wan said expressionlessly, "Yes, he is a three hundred year old man."

The hundreds of years old man in front of me is getting more and more alive.

"Second uncle, you can't always let my father take care of you. You have to learn to cook yourself." Qiao Wan took out a blanket from the house and covered the man, Qiao Wan said helplessly.

"Also, it's not spring yet recently. If you lie in the yard and bask in the sun wearing such thin clothes, be careful of leg injuries."

Although he finally got rid of the dilemma of being in a wheelchair, Mei Kangping still has a lot of root problems in his legs. This is not only related to the crazy criticizing emperor, but also to Meng Guangze, who took him to find the widows of those monks in order to apologize. Those mortals who had been tortured by the war were kneeling down one by one.

Kneeling down from house to house regardless of spring, autumn, cold or heat, coupled with the ten years of working in vain for the cultivation world, working day and night, even a monk could not endure this torture, so Mei Kangping became a full cultivation He is the only monk in the world who suffers from rheumatism and has cold legs.

It cannot be said that it is extremely glorious.

After giving instructions like an old woman, Qiao Wan picked up the schoolbag on the table and said, "I'm going to school first. Second uncle, don't stay in the yard for too long. I'll talk to you again when dad comes back." ”

As soon as he heard this, Mei Kangping's expression changed, and he suddenly became a big boy. Finally, he couldn't hold back his sneer and taunted, "You are so verbose, just like your old mother and father."

Qiao Wan did not respond and continued: "Remember to eat on time."

Mei Kangping froze slightly, asking for trouble, and turned his head, leaving the back of his head facing her.

Qiao Wan was slightly embarrassed.

Second uncle, are you being arrogant again? !

It must be said that father and daughter Qiao Wan and Meng Guangze have mastered a set of skills in smoothing hair.

Qiao Wan has been away for half a month. After returning from the mid-term exam, she received another task from Ma Huaizhen. She put down her schoolbag, holding a bun made by Meng Guangze in her mouth, and tied her hair while going out. run.

After retiring, the former God of War from the Demon Realm fell in love with the kitchen. He wore an apron every day and studied various dishes with a smile. His hobby was to feed her, Xie Xingzhi, Mei Kangping, Ruyi, etc. ...More than ten mouths.

As soon as I went out, I happened to bump into a white-haired young man.

Looking at the other person's face, Qiao Wan opened her mouth and spat out the buns, "Big...brother."

Xie Xingzhi tilted his head slightly, held her shoulders, and said uncomfortably in a deep voice: "Be careful on the road."

After being separated for more than forty years, feelings need to be cultivated slowly. Qiao Wan hesitated for a moment, then held the other person's hand with her backhand, and lowered her eyes uncomfortably, "Yeah."

Then he quickly picked up the bun, turned around and ran away.

The tasks Ma Huaizhen sent her all the way were not very difficult, but the rewards were good, mainly because she now needed to earn money to support her family.

Mei Kangping worked for free and had no money. His father taught at Buping Academy, and the monthly salary for a poor teacher was too little. As for Xie Xingzhi, he was rich, but it was a pity that as soon as he got the money, he was attracted by this ancient road before it was warm. All the chivalrous young men were scattered.

All in all, the burden of supporting the family falls on her, a poor girl who has not yet graduated from college.

With the flying sword on his feet, Qiao Wan swallowed the bun and unfolded the scroll to take a look.

The location is Luofengzhou in the Qianbai Cave Mansion of Qiyue and Tenlings in the east.

I heard there are evil spirits causing trouble there.

When they arrived at the location, under the leadership of the locals, Wen Si Xing took out his sheath and killed the demons.

When you hear this, you put everything into sheath.

After completing one set, it went smoothly. Qiao Wan pressed the sword tightly, turned around and left.

Get off work and call it a day.

At this moment, an angry teenage voice suddenly came from behind.

"Unlucky!! How come this monster was hacked to death right after we arrived? I can make a good bow out of this fifth-level monster."

Qiao Wan turned around following the sound and met the young man's eyes.

"You..." The young man looked at her, his eyes widened slightly, and his eyes fell on Wen Si Xingzhu, which she had not completely sheathed, "Did you hack this monster to death?!"

Qiao Wan was a little embarrassed and silently put the animal bones that had just been violently split away in her hands behind her, "Uh... maybe?"

"What do you mean probably?" The young man said loudly with a dissatisfied look on his face: "I have been guarding this monster for several days and nights, and you just hacked it to death?!"

Qiao Wan changed her posture and saluted. After Meng Guangze's hand-painted posture, there was no fault at all. "I have also received requests for help from Kunshan from the people here."

"Are you a Kunshan disciple?" The young man paused.

"Not really." Qiao took a step forward and handed the scroll in his hand to the young man.

The young man picked up the scroll and glanced at it briefly. He didn't know if he had seen it clearly or not. He quickly put away the scroll. As he spoke, he glared at the people around him, "Didn't you say I told you to look at it! Why are you still looking for Kunshan?”

Since the young man appeared, the people around him had lowered their heads and no one dared to say a word. Only then did a bolder person raise his head and smile bitterly: "Master, it's not that we don't listen..." We sent more than 30 good men, who were **** with chains and watched over day and night, waiting for you, young master, to come and get the tendons of the beast. But who would have thought that this beast was so strong that he ran out and trampled the crops everywhere, watching before the crops were destroyed. We were completely trampled by it, and you didn’t come as promised, young master. We were helpless and had no choice but to ask for help from Kunshan.”

The aristocratic sons of these aristocratic families all had their own thoughts. They did not expect that the other party would actually come back three days late.

The young man became even more angry when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Then you are blaming me for not being punctual?!"

Qiao Wan said expressionlessly: "Punctuality is the basic rule of life."

The young man was furious, "What do you know? I was delayed for three days to pick up my uncle! Do you know who my uncle is?!"

"Say it and scare you to death!!"

Qiao Wan glanced at the middle school boy in front of her calmly, "After raising a nephew like you, your uncle is not much of a gentleman after all."

"You...you are presumptuous!"

He seemed to admire this uncle very much. He immediately blushed when he heard this: "Don't insult my uncle. My uncle is a great hero in the world of cultivation! Without my uncle in the Demon Realm, you would have died long ago without any bones left. ! ”

In the Demon Realm? !

A strange feeling quickly passed through Qiao Wan's heart, and she paused, "Who is your uncle?"

"My uncle...my uncle...is Cui Bitan!!"

Cui? Qiao Wan quickly searched around in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. She did not remember that among the more than 200 monks who survived, there was one named Cui.

"That's the famous one..." The young man was about to speak, but at this moment, a clear and solemn shout suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Xie Bao, come here!!"

The sound shocked Qiao Wan.

"Ah uncle!!" The young man looked panicked and his face was pale and helpless.

"Come here!" The visitor had a dark face and an unhappy expression, and shouted: "Do you want me to go up in person and invite you over?!"

"Senior...senior?" Qiao Wan stared blankly at the man in front of her and blurted out subconsciously.

The man is dressed in plain clothes like snow, with dark blue hair **** behind his head. His face is like a crown jewel, and his expression is solemn and even cold.

Miaofa frowned slightly, "Qiao Wan, is that you?"

Uncle...uncle? ? !

Lu Xiebao yelled, as if he saw a ghost, his eyes widened in surprise: "Qiao Wan, are you Qiao Wan?!!"

Lu Xiebao’s face instantly turned into a tomato when he said, “I’ll scare you to death if I tell you.”

He has always respected this uncle who became a monk when he was young, and he yearned even more for the 251 martyrs ten years ago. Who would have thought that the ordinary-looking girl in front of him turned out to be...that Qiao Wan! !

It looks completely different from the statue! The dressing up is also different!

Miaofa frowned and shouted coldly at Lu Xiebao: "You evildoer, get back here."

Qiao Wan quickly glanced at Lu Xiebao, then at Miaofa, but there was no way to connect the two people.

After a half-second pause, Qiao Wan asked hesitantly: "Senior, do you live in Luofengzhou?"

"That Cui...Cui Bitan...?"

"It's my lay name." The man seemed to have thought of something again and frowned slightly: "Are you here to get rid of demons?"

……

The current situation is a bit strange.

Qiao Wan straightened her back and walked beside the man. The young man who had just shown his teeth and claws just now followed Miao Fa as obediently as a rabbit.

It turns out that the senior's real surname is Cui, and his name is Cui Bitan.

There was some subtle joy and anticipation of breaking through the other party's secret, and some subtle embarrassment slowly dissipated.

The identity of "uncle", at that moment, made this aloof senior and Buddhist man seem to have a lot of fireworks.

In fact, since the New Year's Eve dinner, Qiao Wan rarely met Miao Fa. She was busy going back to school and making money to support her family whenever she had time. However, the other party left the Great Guangming Hall and his whereabouts are unknown.

As for the demonic fantasy she saw, Qiao Wan could only suppress it and try not to think about it. In addition, due to the midterm exam a few days ago, she was busy with her studies and had no time to think about anything.

Maybe she was just overthinking it. Qiao Wan told herself seriously not to be sentimental.

While waiting in front of the "Cui Mansion", Qiao Wan was a little dazed.

"Come here." The man took a step closer to her. As he walked, his snow-white robe sleeves were slightly raised, and his long dark blue hair was curled up with a jade belt. He was cold and immortal.

"I have something to give to Ma Huaizhen, please help me bring it to him."

Qiao Wan suddenly came to her senses and quickly followed.

As soon as I stepped into Cui Mansion, I had the illusion of stepping into the other party's secret territory. Every plant and tree in the mansion was reflected in Qiao Wan's eyes. I couldn't help but wonder, is this the place where he grew up?