Chapter 534 Moon Palace Fairy

Seeing this, An Bochen smiled and winced at Shilongke, signaling him not to be impatient.

An Bochen did not have much antipathy to the judge of Tiandu, who was extremely into the play in the hall, and even had some envy.

True immortals, one of the few strong men in heaven and earth can actually put down their identity and mix with mortals. This alone is what An Bochen can't do today.

As he said when chatting with Sima Jin that year, the person who becomes a god and becomes an immortal has become another existence that is different from human beings. At that time, An Bochen didn't believe it. He insisted that he could still enjoy the fun of the world. He was reluctant to give up and tried to distinguish Xianfan. However, when he suddenly realized that he could no longer have feelings for mortals such as pity and care, An Bochen suddenly realized that Xianfan was a line apart, but it was quite unreasonable and gave you no choice.

The bright mirror plaque is hanging high, the mahogany paint up and down of the government hall, the candlelight sway, the government officials are awe-inspiringly hitting the sticks, the people are lively and noisy, and the night wind blows in from the outside of the door, which also brings in a long-lost ordinary atmosphere.

An Bochen and the common people live together, but they are high above.

Inexplicable emotions enveloped his heart, and An Bochen's heart suddenly calmed down, just like the eternal crescent moon in the sky, light smoke and moon veil, dark clouds and thick fog, and the whole person entered a hazy state.

The black-faced old man in the high hall glanced at An Bochen, with a slight surprise in the depths of his eyes, and then suddenly patted the wood, which made people cry and laugh. The dust also fell to his picture.

It was not early. The onlookers dispersed, and the government service was closed. Everyone left quietly, forgetting that they were not embarrassed to stand under the hall.

Shilongke had lost his mood when he was fishing for a long time. He looked coldly at the judge Tiandu and said lightly, "The old master is going to have a private trial. I'll wait for you."

The judge of Tiandu looked at the dragon picker playfully, smiled and stroked his palm. The prohibitions on An Bochen and the dragon picker dissipated.

He also ignored the dragon pickers. The judge of Tiandu looked at An Bochen, who slowly opened his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Do you have any feelings?"

"There are some." An Bochen replied.

"Oh? Let's talk about it." The judge of heaven showed a strange light.

"It's easy to say, it's just helpless."

An Bochen said with a smile.

Only then did he enter the state of forgetfulness. Of course, An Bochen's mood has improved, but he is still more helpless.

See through but can't see through.

See through but not see through.

This feeling is so mysterious that An Bochen can't say a thing or two.

Hearing that the judge of Tiandu and An Bochen played a dumb riddle, Shilongke smiled bitterly. Neither of these two people could be offended. As the judge of Tiandu is the only true immortal in the national teacher's office now, it is needless to say, and An Keqing has more life-saving kindness to him. Shilongke has to put away a little dissatisfaction in his heart and said kind words, "You two, Can you start talking about business?"

The judge of Tiandu narrowed his eyes and brushed his beard. He smiled and said, "Well, you two come with me. The banquet has been prepared in the backyard. Let's talk while drinking."

Hearing the words, An Bochen thought secretly.

It seems that the judge knew that he and the dragon-picker would come today, and he should have known what had happened, but he was like the dragon-picker he met at the beginning, and he did not show any urgency. Could it be that the hidden masters of the National Normal University are all such a thin-temper-temper?

If this is the case, it will be a little difficult.

The backyard is quiet, a peach tree blooming in the cold season, a simple and elegant stone pavilion, and a stone table and stone bench.

The three walked into the stone pavilion, and wine and food were already placed on the stone table.

The judge of Tiandu drank by himself, and interrupted whenever An Bochen and Shilongke were about to open their mouths.

An Bochen had no choice but to drink by himself, secretly speculing the thoughts of the judge of Tiandu.

After the third tour, the atmosphere in the pavilion is still very awkward. Most of the time, the judge of Tiandu sings a monologue alone and points out the wind and the moon.

"You two, do you think our drinking is boring?"

Putting down the wine cup, the judge asked with a smile.

Shilongke was a little more drunk, and he had turned back to the idle cloud wild crane who came to fish. He drank wine by himself and did not pay attention to the judge Tiandu.

The judge of Tiandu also knew the character of Shilongke and didn't care about it. He turned his head and looked at An Bochen, with a smile on his black and fat face.

"There are indeed some."

An Bochen said thoughtfully.

He brought a dragon picker to find this person, but he had the idea of leading a group of hidden masters in the national master's mansion to attack the prince's mansion.

Zhang Qi suspected that there were traitors among the hidden masters. Naturally, he would guard against them, cut off the letters, and let An Bochen bring several people back to the house first. However, An Bochen did not let Zhang Qi get what he wanted. He had already planned to use the dragon picker to impress the true immortals of the national master's mansion first, that is, the judge of Tiandu, flattery, stirring up the law, or arouse the feelings of the same enemy. In short, he was bewitched to attack the prince's mansion.

The hidden masters of the National Normal University will cross Zhang Qi and act without authorization. Zhang Qi will definitely be furious. If he loses some more manpower and pushes Zhang Qi to a dead end, Zhang Qi can only help An Bochen break through the true immortals to resist the prince's mansion.

Although this plan is difficult, An Bochen asked himself that he could do it.

However, on this day, the judge only cared about drinking and chatting. There was no awareness of the people in the national master's mansion, which surprised An Bochen, and his words were useless.

"In this way, I will invite some fairies in the sky to dance for us."

The judge of Tiandu said with a smile.

An Bochen and the dragon picker were stunned. They suddenly clapped their hands out of thin air. The wind blew down from the high night sky, and the jade-white ribbon fell together.

The ribbon seems to be made of moonlight, shining and white as pulp.

An Bochen looked up and was surprised that the ribbon really came from the bright moon in the sky.

"How can it work if there is only wine but no beauty?"

The judge of Tiandu laughed, grabbed the ribbon and pulled it down.

Every time he pulls, the curved moon falls down an inch, not much. The curved moon is getting closer and closer to the small yard where the three people are located, and it is also getting bigger and bigger, spanging more than half of the night sky.

An Bochen was surprised to find that in the bright moon after the mist, there was a cold palace. Through the jade wall, a light and beautiful shadow could be seen in the palace.

Even if he knew that this was an illusion, An Bochen still felt extremely amazing.

The illusion displayed by the true immortal has been difficult to distinguish between true and false. At least in An Bochen's opinion, it seems that the moon was really pulled down from the night sky by the judge of Tiandu.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and the fairy's dance is more and more graceful."

The judge of Tiandu took a sip of wine and stroking his palm and laughing.

"I'm flattered."

The voice of the people in the moon is cold, really like a drifting fairy in the dust. Before long, the figure slipped out of the palace, flew over the moon fog, floated out of the cold moon wide palace, and fell into the courtyard.

Looking at the noble and beautiful feather skirt fairy, An Bochen was shocked.

He suddenly found that, unlike what he had imagined before, the fairy who came out of the moon palace was actually a living real person and had cultivation.

What's going on?

Looking at the judge of Tiandu suspiciously, An Bochen gave birth to a trace of bad for no reason.

In the quiet and elegant courtyard, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the three immortals talk and have fun, and invite the goddesses of the moon palace to dance to cheer up. The greedy cup drank and forgot the past. The disputes outside the courtyard turned into curved silhouettes in the hazy moonlight, gradually fading.

It's really a fairy-like romantic life.

But An Bochen clearly knew that this scene should not have appeared, at least it should not have appeared at this time.