After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Suddenly facing this wrinkled grimace, Qiao Wan subconsciously drew his sword and slashed it!

This sword hit the woman's forehead, the ghost bride fell backwards, and was opened by Qiao Wan along the eyebrows.

But even if he was fired, the ghost bride in front of him was still alive, with a blossoming head and withered eyes, and continued to repeat in a low voice, "Is this your sweetheart?"

Qiao Wan suddenly returned to her senses: "Are you wise?"

This time it was Joe's turn to be stunned.

The female corpse in front of her looked a little shriveled and wrinkled and unsightly, but she could still vaguely see her demeanor before her death. She must have been a girl who liked to dress up when she was alive. When she died, she was about sixteen years old. On the red wedding dress she was wearing, there were complicated lines drawn by gold threads. When the light outside the window shone, a faint yellow halo floated. On the golden phoenix pattern, sieve out the fine halo.

The hair spread all over the ground, and a golden step was stuffed in the clumps of hair, but like this open head, it was broken into two halves. It fell to the ground with a thud.

The most terrifying thing in the world is the unknown. The female corpse in front of her suddenly spoke, and the strange atmosphere in the room was swept away.

Through the shriveled eyeballs staring at the ghost bride, I don't know if it was an illusion. Qiao Wan seemed to see a bit of shock and complexity from it, as if she was saying, this is your sweetheart? !

"Is this your sweetheart?"

The ghost bride looked at Qiao Wan with complicated eyes: "I think you look quite human, how can you be less reliable than me."

Qiao Wan: ... Was she being complained about by a ghost? ! !

"Do you have the habit of Longyang?" The ghost bride moved her wrinkled eyelids, showing a "cute" expression for the time being, and said in shock, "Your sweetheart is a monk."

The ghost bride looked at the young man in front of her with a look of shock: "You not only have the fetish of Longyang, but also have a crush on a monk?"

"Why does this monk look so weird." The ghost bride turned her eyes and landed on the **** organs with the Buddha's arms raised. She stood on tiptoe with small embroidered shoes, took a step back, and shrank her neck. " Your sweetheart, how come you look more terrifying than me?"

"Your eyes are too different. To be honest, I'm a little scared."

Qiao Wan raised his sword expressionlessly: "You did it just now?"

The sharp sword edge sheds a faint silver light.

The ghost bride suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart, took two steps back, turned around and ran, and was pressed to the ground by Qiao Wan before she ran out the door.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the female corpse immediately turned her head, and the wriggling black hair wrapped around Qiao Wan's wrist, and went all the way up her wrist, trying to wrap Qiao Wan again.

But this time it didn't work.

Qiao Wan stepped on her feet, dragged the black hair on her wrists, and stepped directly onto the roof beam with quick eyes and hands.

The woman was also lifted up and hung high on the beam.

Ghost Bride:  …

Being dropped on the beam, the ghost bride looked at Qiao Wan in horror and stumbled, "Isn't it just an illusion? What's wrong? A manly man, you dare not recognize it if you dare to do it? If your mind is pierced by an illusion, you will become angry and angry?"

"If you like a man, you like a man! What are you afraid of if you are really a man?!"

"What? This is a monk, don't you dare?!"

"Senior is not my sweetheart." Qiao Wan denied it in a deep voice, while untying the hair wrapped around her wrist and tying it around the beam.

You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately.

"Are you afraid?" Seeing that Qiao Wan pursed her lips, the ghost bride asked curiously, "It seems that your sweetheart has a pretty high status, right?"

"You refused to admit it because you were worried about affecting his reputation."

Even if it's not for fear of getting involved with the magic method, you can't admit it, okay? !

Qiao Wan just finished tying a bow tie, and the back of her head froze instantly!

I can't imagine it at all. If the seniors knew this, it would be some kind of Shura scene.

She actually... She actually had some vague emotions towards senior.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan couldn't help covering her face silently.

She is not stupid.

After living for more than 40 years, it is impossible not to recognize her own heart, but this illusion tore up the disguise in her heart and put it in front of her naked.

Exactly when this kind of thought appeared, is unknown.

But senior, he is really good-looking and a good person.

Because of the delusions of the mind, a little girlish emotion was born to a monk, or a monk who was as serious as her father. This is not a shock, it is a horror.

If it is a senior.

Qiao Wan can fully imagine that she will be ruthlessly issued a good person card, and maybe she will be educated. As soon as she realizes her heartbeat, she is destined to fall out of love. Although she does not have much contact with the magic method, Qiao Wan is very clear in her heart. High monks will never break precepts and get emotional easily.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, opened her mouth in a murmur, and lowered her head resignedly.

It is absolutely impossible for her to do something like delaying people's cultivation.

Fortunately, this feeling is just beginning.

Qiao Wan's face was paralyzed, and she made a cold decision.

Before it grows into a towering tree, the wisest choice is to kill it decisively while it is still in its cradle.

Qiao Wan has never believed that there is no love that can't be passed. The love between her and Pei Chunzheng at the beginning was a little miserable and a little humiliating, but it has passed.

Restraining his mind, Qiao Wan continued to concentrate on fighting the hair in front of him.

Qiao Wan tied her hair with a bow and tied it to the beam, and the ghost bride kicked her legs and fluttered twice.

During the shaking, he glanced, his eyes fell on the ground, his eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed:

"My step shake!!"

Qiao Wan followed her line of sight.

On the ground lay a golden step that was broken into two halves.

"This fellow Daoist, let's have a discussion. I won't talk nonsense about this today. Can you give me this step?"

Qiao Wan retracted her bow-tie hand, thinking silently in her heart.

The ghost bride didn't know how long she stayed in the ghost market, and asked her that she might have news about Dushenghua.

So, he jumped off the beam, picked up the broken Peony Jinbuyao in two, and handed it to the female corpse.

The ghost bride picked up Jinbuyao, tried hard, and said no to her head: "Does it look good?"

Qiao Wan concentrated, tried her best to focus all her attention on business, and asked, "Have you been in the ghost market for a long time?"

Mentioning this, the female corpse's eyes suddenly darkened: "It's been over a hundred years, right? If it wasn't for Boss Yan who was willing to take me in, I wouldn't be able to stay for so long."

"To tell you the truth, I want revenge." The female corpse raised her eyes.

Qiao Wan asked, "Since this is a ghost market, why don't you cultivate ghost roads?"

"I don't have the aptitude." Thinking of the past, the ghost bride touched the golden step on her head and said sadly, "If I have this ability, can I not practice the ghost way?"

Joe was stunned.

People are divided into three, six, and nine classes in life, and there are still aptitude classes in death?

Thinking of the past, the woman's eyes moved slightly, and a little hatred flashed in her eyes.

The female corpse claimed that her surname was Wang, and her name was Wang Ruyi.

Wang Ruyi said, "My name is Wang Ruyi."

Qiao Wan hesitated for a second: "Ruyi."

Wang Ruyi touched Jin Buyao and sighed.

She was a beautiful girl before her death. She was good-looking, had a good family background, and had a father who was an official. Although she was not as good as those "immortals", she didn't have such big ambitions, but as long as she could marry a man She is satisfied with the man who agrees with her.

It's a pity that there are not many good men in this world, and scumbags are everywhere.

And for the first time in more than ten years, she looked away and fell in love with a scumbag who had nothing.

Her father was extremely opposed to this relationship, but Wang Ruyi, who was overwhelmed by love, devoted all his attention to the scumbag. One night, he put on his dowry and wedding dress, and had a relationship with the scumbag. eloped.

According to the agreement, she waited for him to pick her up at the inn, but she waited and waited in a wedding dress, and finally waited until the hand of a tragic sweetheart, the dowry was stolen, and she was built into the wall. The tragic ending.

Fortunately, Yan Shiyuan saw her pitiful, took her in, and let her live in this crack in the wall.

Wang Ruyi also thought about taking revenge, but he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate immortals before his death, and he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate after death. Although he successfully evolved into a ghost, his abilities and qualifications were limited. Willing to subdue her as a magic weapon.

No way, just drag it on.

Until Joe came in late.

After listening to the tragic life of the female corpse, Qiao Wan jumped onto the beam.

Hanging with Wang Ruyi and sitting.

Qiao Wan: "Since the girl has been in the ghost market for hundreds of years, I wonder if you have heard of Transitional Flowers?"

"Du Shenghua?" The woman's withered fingers rubbed the Jin Buyao on her head and fell into contemplation.

"Why are you looking for this flower alone?"

"This flower ghost city has it, but it's not here."

The female corpse pointed downstairs in the direction of the window.

"Dushenghua is in Denghuo Township."

Qiao Wan: "Light Township?"

Wang Ruyi: "Deep in the ghost city. Denghuo Township is the home of the ghost lamp, and ordinary ghosts and ghost cultivators cannot enter."

Wang Ruyi: "Also, Dusheng Flowers don't bloom until Zishi to Ugly."

Qiao Wan snorted in her heart.

This is also unexpected, to get Dushenghua, you must be active in the time period when "they" are infested.

Wang Ruyi said: "The ugly time is over. If you want to pick flowers, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"It's still early." Wang Ruyi swayed vigorously, raised his eyes, and blinked his eyelids in horror, "Would you like to go out for a walk with me?"

"My golden step was broken by you, and I haven't asked you to compensate."

The shriveled female corpse hung from the beam of the house shook her body, trying to "play cute" by turning her shriveled eyeballs.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Qiao Wan's mouth twitched sharply.

Girl, your eyeballs are about to fall off!

With a single step, Wang Ruyi's almost dropped eyeball was shoved into the socket of Wang Ruyi's eyes quickly, and Qiao Wan resigned and sighed: "Okay, I'll go out for a walk with you."

There is no difference between day and night in the ghost city, these three days are full of darkness.

Jumping out of the window, walking in the ghost city, looking around, there are people with missing arms and broken legs, some with heads in their hands, some with burnt bodies, and some dark and unknown substances dropped along the way.

Although it was stuffed in the crack of the wall and has successfully evolved into a mummified corpse, it still failed to stop a woman's surging beauty-loving nature.

"Is this nice?"

The woman smiled, revealing a row of withered teeth, and a layer of skin wrapped around her face was piled up, which looked a little scary.

Under this circumstance, Ruyi didn't notice, and happily put the begonia hairpin on his head.

Qiao Wan didn't blink, and answered without hesitation, "It's beautiful."

It is human nature to love beauty!

Regardless of gender, beauty or ugliness, whether human or ghost (?), everyone has the right to love beauty.

Looking at the gold engraved ruby ​​begonia on the head of the female corpse, Qiao Wan felt madly shaken at that moment.

nice!

The petals are lifelike, surrounded by a splendid ruby.

Joe's eyes lit up.

The row of jewelry on the stall is shining brightly under the light of the lights.

The begonia hairpin looks good, the white jade bracelet with lotus pattern is good-looking, the earrings of white jade beads are good-looking, and the pink jade bow is also good-looking!

"This looks good." Qiao Wan picked up the pink jade bow in front of her and calmly said goodbye to the female corpse's forehead.

"Really?" Ruyi touched the bow on his head, "I can't see it, you can help me see."

Ruyi: "Boss, do you have a mirror here?"

So, under everyone's attention, a cold little cool brother holding a sword and a female corpse girl wearing a red wedding dress, this strange duo happily provoked Brin Brin's jewelry in front of him.

And from time to time such as.

"You look good on this..."

"I think this one suits you better..."

Wait for the following dialogue.

Until a hesitant male voice broke the picture of harmony and mutual love in front of him.

"Friend Lu?"

The boy with a pink jade bow on his head turned his head excitedly.

Seeing the familiar back in the ghost city, I hesitated a bit, struggled for a while, and asked the question. I didn't expect to see such a picture of Meng Canglang:  …

...

After agreeing to Wang Ruyi's invitation to go shopping together, Qiao Wan opened her eyes in Buping Academy, and her consciousness switched back to the large size.

Thinking of all kinds of ghost markets, Qiao Wan was still a little dazed in her heart. After she recovered, she silently spurned herself.

It's too shameful to have such a feeling for a Buddhist monk or something.

However, there was one more thing in front of her that needed to be resolved first.

Venerable Miaofa promised to guide her to practice, and this practice is to catch the tuba and trumpet together. The trumpet has entered the ghost market and is now the home of the tuba.

Getting up from the bed and looking at himself in the glasses, Qiao Wan's eyes were a little complicated.

The girl in the mirror had a bow on her head and pursed her lips.

Still have to kill the seedling decisively.

Qiao Wan clenched her fists emotionlessly, opened her eyes wide, and took a deep breath.

Love love love will only affect the speed of my cultivation!

The two unrequited love ended bleakly, and Qiao Wan didn't feel that she still had the courage to start this third unrequited love that was destined to be tragic.

She may really be a 24K pure evil pen.

Qiao Wan silently straightened the bow, thinking sadly.

Just then, there was a loud knock on the door.

An unjust disciple whispered: "Shan Chief, Venerable is here."

Rao was ready, but Qiao Wan shivered a little bit off-guard, and looked at the glasses again.

Totally impossible.

I couldn't do it at all, so I walked out with a calm face.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips in embarrassment, struggled violently in her heart for a while, and held her head silently: "Tell the Venerable, I... I'm a little uncomfortable. Today's practice is fine, and tomorrow I will feel better, and then I will go to the Venerable. Apologize."