Chapter 535 Doubt

"Come on, drink."

The black-faced judge Tiandu laughed and invited An Bochen. As for the drunken dragon picker, he had already ignored him.

An Bochen smiled back, raised the cup and drank it, and then looked suspiciously at the wine in the cup.

This wine is light and mellow. In addition, there is not much special place, but it makes Shilongke drunk, which is very strange.

The wine is like a wave, swaying gently, but the cold moon reflected in the wine does not move at all.

An Bochen's heart moved, turned his head to look at the fairy dancing under the moon, and then turned to the judge of Tiandu: "Is she a banshee?"

The judge of Tiandu was not surprised. He stroked his palm and smiled, "You finally saw it."

This place is located in the territory of the interception, and the demons are rampant. The judge of Tiandu took two little demons without shocking the interception master, which is also a matter of being captured by hand. What makes An Bochen strange is the bright moon.

An Bochen was about to ask a question, and the judge of Tiandu had explained, "What you see is not the real moon, but the demon moon."

"What is the demon moon?" An Bochen put down the wine cup and said curiously.

"The so-called demon moon is the reflection of the moon falling from the lake every time. One day, two days, or ten years, but a hundred and a thousand years later, when the moon shadow absorbs enough of the essence of the water and becomes a spirit for a long time, it will swim in the lake like a fish. Those who become immortals will cast spells to salvage, and then they can salvage the demon moon and refine it into the moon in the palm of their hands.

Tiandu Judge's words were different. Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned. He secretly planned to wait for his free time and have a round of demon moon to play.

"It's not a big deal." Seeing An Bochen's face full of interest, the judge of Tiandu smiled and said, "It's just a very simple truth between heaven and earth. Everything is true and false. There is only one truth, and there are thousands of false ones, such as the bright moon and the demon moon. There may only be a bright moon in one world, but it can turn into tens of millions of reflections and make the world confused.

The judge's voice of Tiandu is plain with an elusive smile, as if there is something.

An Bochen was not drunk. Only because he was fascinated by the wind and snow, he relaxed his vigilance. At this time, when he heard the words of the judge of Tiandu, An Bochen immediately woke up most of it, and the surface was still motionless.

"The moon is like this, and so are people."

The judge of Tiandu picked up the wine cup and took a sip. He stared at An Bochen and said, "The same is true of people's hearts. But I don't know whether An Keqing is the eternal bright moon in the sky or the demon moon in the water?"

The banshee from the Demon Moon Guang Palace dances, Kudan is light, Yusha Zang Zhu Dan, and it is beautiful.

The dragon picker couldn't beat the wine, threw down the stone table with a "pop" and fell asleep.

The small courtyard was cold, and An Bochen turned the wine cup, smiling without saying a word.

The intimid killing machine is like a hidden male soldier, surrounded from all directions, firmly locking An Bochen.

The murder comes from the judge of Tiandu. As long as An Bochen shows a little abnormality, he will not hesitate to put aside the wine cup and kill An Bochen.

"My heart is like a bright moon, and the judge should know it."

Putting down the wine cup, An Bochen said lightly, looking calm, but his heart was a little surprised.

He met with the judge of Tiandu for the first time. The judge of Tiandu had no reason to doubt An Bochen, but set up a wine bureau to test it, unless he received instructions from the National Normal Office.

Is it that Zhang Qi found any clues and doubted himself?

An Bochen's heart jumped and pressed down in an instant.

If Zhang Qi is suspicious, it can only show that his city is deeper than he had expected before. In this way, he will have no chance of winning. But Zhang Qi should not be able to find a reason to doubt himself. His messages are sincere. In addition, if he has doubts, Hong Fu will definitely notice that he will inform himself in advance... Is it possible that it is the non-evil superior?

In a few moments, An Bochen has vaguely guessed the key to the matter.

The non-evil superior is an alchemist of the National Normal University. His status is detached. Maybe he has a good relationship with the judge of Tiandu. Zhang Qi is fascinated by the authorities. The non-evil superior is not so easy to deceive.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the flute is gradually fading.

In the smiling examination of the judge of Tiandu, An Bochen smiled and sighed, "The heart is like the moon, and the mind is like the shadow of the moon. Maybe the judge is not wrong. There is indeed a demon moon hidden in An's heart."

The Tiandu judge's round, fat and dark face smiled even thicker. He rubbed his fingers, looked up and down at An Bochen, and said quietly, "Oh? Where is the demon moon?"

As long as there is a trace in An Bochen's words, the judge of Tiandu will kill An Bochen without mercy. In fact, he is also ready.

An Bochen suddenly got up, like an arrow rain all over him, which led to the killing, cutting the void into pieces, and the huge breath came out. The banshee who came out under the moon was cold all over her body and couldn't dance.

"An has been wandering overseas before. Although overseas is dangerous, people's hearts are like waves in the sea at a glance. Now when I come to the Yin Dynasty, although it is only a few days, I can also see that people's hearts are not ancient and cunning everywhere, but it is more dangerous than overseas.

An Bochen stood in front of the wind and said calmly. Hearing the judge frowning, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Maybe An is too sharp these days, which not only scares the people in the prince's house... There is a saying that the birds are exhausted, and the good bow is hidden. This glass of wine should be the last glass of An and the judge.

While talking, An Bochen picked up the wine cup, bowed to the judge of Tiandu, and then drank it empty.

The judge of Tiandu didn't say anything, but looked at An Bochen solemnly.

He is different from others. Often when he is angry, the smile on his face will be stronger. At this time, he does not smile, which means that most of the murder in his heart has faded.

"I have a demon moon in my heart. It's not that I'm dissatisfied with the seventh son, but that Yin Jing is really not suitable for An. When this matter is over, An will leave."

With his back to the judge of Tiandu, An Bochen said lightly, with a sigh of relief in his heart, but he clearly felt that the murder of the judge of Tiandu had retreated.

What can make the self-righteous judge Tiandu sympathize more than being disheartened by being treated unfairly.

Although An Bochen didn't expect a word to completely dispel the suspicion of the judge of Tiandu, his weakness was just right.

The judge of Tiandu stared at the moon shadow in the cup and said silently.

The reason why he had doubts about An Bochen was that he received a biography from an old friend who was not evil, listing many strange things about An Bochen.

But he also knows that his old friend's temperament is smart and worldly. He is often promoted and praised by those who can't threaten his status, but if someone threatens him, he will suppress him mercilessly. If not, how could he take the position of the chief alchemist of the National Master's Mansion, and he is the only alchemist in the Great Master's Mansion. Although there are few alchemists, it is not so few that it is difficult for the National Master's Mansion to recruit.

"An Keqing can say it."

The judge of Tiandu sighed, raised the wine cup, drank it all, and then waved his hand: "The prince is empty, how can there be no tolerance for people? We old people are also old and comforted that the National Normal University can produce such a talented person as An Keqing.

"Your Excellency is very kind." An Bochen turned around and his expression softened a little, but he still didn't change his mind: "It's just that I've made up my mind. Although Yinjing is prosperous, it's not my place."

An Bochen said this, but he was sure that the judge would not explain to Zhang Qi. If he said it, it was equivalent to indirectly falling into the injustice of the non-evil superiors. If Zhang Qi knew that An Bochen was insisting on leaving, he would naturally not offer a magic weapon for An Bochen to survive the disaster.

It's really like what Sima Jin said. An Bochen's situation is like a tightrope. If he does not handle it properly, he will lose all his work.

Seeing that most of the doubts of the judge had subsided, An Bochen turned his eyes to the sleeping dragon picker. It was time to make a trump card.