[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

Yang Jian's expression can be described as bad.He is not usually a very curious fairy, but this person asked him for the signature of that stinky monkey again and again. Is it because Erlang Shen can't lift the three-pointed two-edged sword, or is it because Lu Sanzai is too courageous? Fat: "That's all you want?"

Tan Zhao nodded, Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the immortal male god, nine and a half out of ten flower growers are great sages, and he is naturally no exception: "That's natural."

For a moment, Yang Jian had a feeling in his heart that "heaven is good for reincarnation". He and that stinky monkey have never dealt with each other. Want to sign?Although I don't know what Lu Sanzai is going to use it for, but if he comes forward, that stinky monkey will never agree.

Justice Tianjun has a headache.

But fortunately, Tan did not intend to embarrass others, nor did he deliberately raise such an unreasonable request to reject others, but gave his own answer very positively: "But even if there is, I will not agree to it." You and Chen Xiang are nephews, you have to teach him skills, to do things in an upright manner, and you have to bypass me. Not only will I be the middleman to make the difference, but I will also become inhumane, and when the time comes, teach apprentices , Starving Master to death, I never do this kind of loss-making business."

This is said bluntly and bluntly, but it is unnecessary to say polite words at this time.

Tan Zhao is such a smart person. As soon as Yang Erlang opened his mouth, he probably guessed what the other party was planning, but he just wanted to use his "master" name to practice the fairy-style cramming teaching.

Although he couldn't guess what the other party's intentions were, but the uncle wanted to teach his nephew skills, and he had to hide it. When young Liu knew about this in the future, his position would be more awkward.

"What happened to make you so irritable?" After Tan Zhao finished speaking, he successfully stopped Yang Jian, who was about to leave with a drink, and he smiled slightly. This smile was as cold as the cold moon in the sky: "Yes Being too sensitive is not a good thing.”

Tan Zhao leaned on the window sill with one hand, and jumped out lightly. He clapped his hands and said in a relaxed tone: "But one person counts the short, and two count the long, not to mention that we are so handsome, we have no ideals." not come out."

"..." Hearing this truth, Judicial Tianjun was speechless.

But with such an interruption, the wine they brought turned into a heart-to-heart chat. As for the so-called "shuxiu", neither party really counted.

"Sure enough, the wine in the fairy world is different from ordinary wine."

Yang Jian took a sip and said, "What's the difference?"

Tan Zhao also took a sip of this question. The taste of the wine returned to sweetness, and it flushed the internal organs with aura. But whether the wine is good or not depends on the taste. He tentatively said, "Maybe it is more precious?"

Yang Jian froze, but nodded: "You are right."

"That's it, let's toast to this sentence." Tan was used to laughing and cursing, even facing the fairest gods in the heavens, he was able to let loose, and when he was at ease, he could even lead the gods to drink orders.

Yang Jian seldom had such willful moments in his life, probably because of the chaos in the sky, or maybe he was tired of following the rules for hundreds of years. Once upon a time, he was also a young man who dared to compete with the sun and the moon.

"Come on, drink!"

This drink, eight altars of wine is not enough, immortal wine is not a sinner, the gods are used to being reserved, even the alcohol is not high, the quality of wine is calculated by the amount of spiritual energy it contains, after drinking eight altars The wine is just a little drunk: "My lord, I still prefer this mortal wine!"

"Then I will invite Tianjun to drink the best wine in the world!"

Tan Zhao himself is a good brewer, but he is not addicted to alcohol. A lot of wine brewed in the past has samples hidden in the system space. He rummaged through it and found a jar of red wine.

This is a rare spirit brewed by him. It is long and mellow, and seems to have a faint aftertaste in the world.

That's it.

"Come on, try it."

Everyone has a drink to solve a thousand worries. Since there is such a saying, it means that alcohol is still useful. Otherwise, do some people buy drunk just to experience the headache after a hangover?

"Good wine!"

Wine is naturally good wine, probably because the wine is good enough, people who are usually taciturn have become talkative: "Is it true that immortals are in love with each other?"

Tan Zhao frowned on this question: "Do you want to hear the truth, or lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"No, I told Brother Gou that I respect all feelings." Tan Zhao changed the subject, "But life is always a bit unsatisfactory. Men and women in the world are forced to separate because of the rules of this and that. Among mortals, education is not equal, life expectancy, ability, etc. are all different, even if they are barely together, how long can they be together?"

"A fresh statement."

Tan Zhao said in a rather unscrupulous manner: "Human feelings are very strange. The more you break them apart, the stronger they become. To be honest, I think you are thinking too complicatedly. This is actually a very simple matter."

"I would like to hear the details." Yang Jian said in a slightly drunken mood.

"The days of your gods, although I haven't seen many gods, I can probably guess some of them. The long years, the unchanging life, and there are no battlefields, and there is no competitive pressure at work. You are as busy as Brother Yang. There should be very few immortals, right?"

All in, Yang Jian sighed in his heart.

"I think you are just idle, but if your life is more interesting, you won't go down to earth, just promise your life casually." A famous single dog made such a speech.

"In this case, let's have some fun and sit around. It's hard to tamper with the rules of heaven, but it's always easy to enrich the spiritual world of the gods." Tan Zhao narrowed his eyes and said casually, "Although the rules of heaven forbid immortals to fall in love with each other arbitrarily. , but Brother Yang, to be honest, if it were me, I would do the same."

Yang Jian paused while drinking, but he didn't let it go, he just said, "Why?"

"Do you know how the laws are revised in the world?" Tan Zhao gestured, "As long as the laws are formulated by humans, they will be biased, but if a law has more positive effects than negative ones in the world, it will It's a mature law."

"There is no law. If it can bring 100% justice to everyone, it will be very good if it can be relatively fair." Tan Zhao felt that he might have drunk too much wine, otherwise he would dare to say anything. Talk about it.

But, who cares, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today.

Yang Jian's wine glass has long been put down: "So you think that it is a qualified and mature rule of heaven that immortals forbid falling in love?"

But Tan Zhao didn't nod his head. This question is full of pitfalls. He is not drunk yet: "You have already made up your mind, haven't you? Just getting closer to the human world can cause chaos in the sky and the earth."

That's why in the past, he took over the position of the Heavenly Judicial King without hesitation. He himself is a half-immortal born in love with immortals, and his youth was so difficult that there is no place for him in the heavens and the world.

He and his sister depended on each other for life, and they have gone through many difficulties and obstacles. He thought that his sister was the same as him, but he didn't expect that the one who gave him the hardest blow was his dependent relatives.

Is love so important?Can you ignore family affection, ignore the rules of heaven, and only care about yourself?

For hundreds of years, he has never let himself go, and he has never been let go by others, but he never thought that the first person who made it clear that he was right was a mortal who had known him for less than half a year.

This person has an extraordinary background, a strange vision, and flaws written all over his body, but he has no weaknesses to attack.

"You are right. Tiantiao is for all gods, not for a very few gods. But gods love the world of mortals and would rather disobey Tiantiao. If things go on like this, Tiantiao only exists in name only." As a judicial lord, Yang Jian is actually very understand this truth.

"Then let's improve it. It is difficult to transform from a human to a god, but it is very simple to transform from a god to a human. You can only gain if you give up. In this world, the grass on the grave of someone who wants to have it both ways is three meters high. "

"..." This metaphor is really deafening.

After listening to someone's messy manifesto, the Judiciary Lord was inexplicably brainwashed and went to heaven to make trouble.And a certain person clapped his hands, put away the wine jar, turned back to the room with one hand, and fell asleep. This day is really the envy of gods.

**

Predestined residence is like Tao Yuanming's poems, where you live in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses.

But people live in groups, not to mention that Liu Chenxiang has a goal in his heart. Brother Lu made it clear that he couldn't learn his kendo, so he could only find another way. People have gone to learn art from a teacher.

After they left, Qin Guanbao floated out from the backyard, with a ghostly disdain on his face: "If he can succeed in his studies, I'll kick him as a ball!"

"...Sorry to remind you, you have lost your head."

There was no need for such a reminder, but Qin Guanbao didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said: "He went out so blatantly, and the red grid is coming menacingly, won't he trouble him?"

Tan Zhao raised his eyelids, and said casually: "You yourself say that you are Tianjun's nephew, what are you and I worrying about, can worrying make you have a good pregnancy?"

"I can't." The unreasonable troubles in this world are too indifferent.

There must be Yazi who is on vacation. Tan Zhao was preparing to make a beehive when he heard a knock on the door.The person who knocked on the door was somewhat unexpected.

"Magistrate Liu, why are you here?" And he looked so haggard, like Yazi who had been sucked by a female ghost.

Liu Yanchang pulled out a smile with difficulty, and then said: "Mr. Lu, is Chen Xiang with you?"

Isn't it a coincidence, you father and son agreed, right?

Tan Zhao shook his head: "If you had come a little earlier, he would still be there. At this time, I am afraid that we are almost at the gate of the city."

After hearing these words, the little blood on Liu Yanchang's face disappeared instantly.