Bang!

The pale hand suddenly disappeared.

An Bulang found that the dancing woman in the painting had turned her back to him, and her expression could not be seen. The woman's jade back was exposed under the evening dress, which was white and smooth.

An Bulang was a little disappointed and touched the painting, as if he wanted to continue to communicate intimately with the woman, but all he touched was a simple and brand-new piece of drawing paper.

He could only turn his attention to other paintings.

There is a painting of a banquet, with many monks in ancient costumes drinking and drinking. A chef brings the food in front of him. A large plate of sumptuous food is brought from the inside of the painting into reality, exuding an extremely alluring fragrance.

, seems to bring some kind of revelation.

An Bulang thought for a while and let Junshi eat it in one bite.

The chef shed tears of blood, then turned around and left.

There were many strange paintings, but An Bulang didn't know if there was something wrong with the operation, so he didn't gain much.

The only thing that's a bit troubling is that many of the paintings are related to a grand dance on the ship.

An Bulang left, and they explored along the way, but also found some other clues, such as the trajectory of the activities of creatures in unknown eras, such as some revelations about time and years.

An Bulang and others began to search purposefully, and finally found the place where the dance was held.

It was an open-air stage.

There are a large number of monks holding parties here under the stars.

The starlight and moonlight here are particularly dazzling, as if there is a layer of silvery white light illuminating everything.

Beautiful melodies sounded, accompanied by beautiful women playing the piano, and people dressed in gorgeous evening gowns were chatting happily, dancing, drinking, and talking on the stage.

Everything in front of you is extremely lively, and people can't help but want to participate.

An Bulang listened carefully, trying to hear clearly what they were saying, but he heard a burst of noise.

He looked at the other level of the stage and found that there was also a group of monks in college uniforms, carefully observing every move of the stage dinner, especially seriously.

Judging from their words and deeds, they are relatively normal.

An Bulang walked over.

A dozen people wearing college uniforms immediately looked wary.

One of the leaders, a middle-aged man with a rather elegant appearance, protected the people behind him. His expression was quite nervous. The Taoist rhyme was circulating around him, but he did not say anything. The ring in his hand shimmered, and he held his hand politely and said: "A few

Fellow Taoist, why did you suddenly come to our place?"
Chapter completed!