【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

It is said that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and when Nezha is happy here, it will be a double blessing and bad luck on the other side.

In fact, Ao Bing's thick skin can also be practiced, especially under Nezha's constant harassment, he basically loses interest in kissing the face, eyes, and mouth. Anyway, he hits after the kiss, and he doesn't have a long memory. Keep hitting, and if hitting once doesn't work, hit twice.

Regarding Nezha's behavior of making a swollen face and pretending to be a fat man, Fu Qu smiled reluctantly, and told Ao Bing tactfully that in one and a half months, all the seven elders of the Demon Sect will be here, and everyone should discuss this together. The next five major sects came to contact Buddhism.

The subtext—let's save some face for Lord Mozun.

Although Ao Bing found out about Fu Que's poisoning afterwards, the return date of the seven elders has long been determined. As a leading soldier, Nezha should have been slapped to death when he killed Shi Wuji. Opinions are not unified, and it is not Nezha's turn to be the Demon Lord. As the only saint who hopes for Nezha's reign, Fu Que's anxiety has been brought to the fore.

This time Nezha went to the Central Plains to take revenge, and also met with the envoy who met Queen Dugu by the way. The first thing is now known to the world, but the second thing is only known to Nezha himself.

Ao Bing thought about it from Fu Que's standpoint, and felt that the situation was a headache, but Nezha was offended by his senior brother's generosity.Leaving aside the purpose of Fu Que and Xu Changdi, couldn't senior brother be jealous of himself? !He almost hit the road!

"I found that since I came down from the mountain, my status in the eyes of my brothers has plummeted." Carrying a bamboo pole and waving it around the courtyard, Nezha practiced the new moves he had learned, and then began to argue with Ao Bing. A dismantling move with internal force.

"No, you are still very important."

The book You Xinhong gave to Nezha also records Taoist martial arts, but it is even older, and there is a faint shadow of Kunshan School martial arts in the moves. roughly.

"Still? Still? That means there has been a change?!"

"Is my position in your heart unchanging?"

Ao Bing was very surprised, how did Nezha get such a deadly problem, he picked out every word, and almost asked him to write a certificate, and then read it according to it.

Taking a step back, Nezha glared at Ao Bing with an inexplicable face, almost feeling sick—this guy had never been on the same path with him, and he often talked more and more sideways.After much deliberation, Nezha can only use one kind of relationship as an analogy.

old man and grandson.

But why would he want to be Ao Bing's grandson! !

"I think I'm worse than Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Anyway, they still have a chance to meet once a year. Can I wait until you get enlightened once a year?"

Putting away the two bamboo poles, Ao Bing blinked, and looked at Nezha strangely. He really didn't know why this guy was suddenly angry, or since he was drugged that day, Nezha's mood fluctuated a lot, one day a day. Ao Bing was overwhelmed with tricks.

"If it's not important, why should I go down the mountain to find you?"

With a frown, although Ao Bing's tone was flat, there was a trace of grievance in his heart. It's not that easy to let him, a guy who has never been in the world, walk down the mountain. Things happened from time to time after he got involved, being cheated on or cheated, but he felt that there was no need to mention it, so he didn't mention it.

"Does that senior brother like me?"

Staring at Ao Bing's face, Nezha waited for the other party to nod, and then he could pull Ao Bing to do some intimate matters, but after listening to Nezha's question, Ao Bing thought for a while, then shook his head and said.

"I don't have any of the ideas you mentioned."

Li Mozun was discouraged, now he wished to ask Xu Changdi to get the aphrodisiac, and eat Ao Bing after eating it himself, so that even Cowherd and Weaver Girl can get out together.

"It's too difficult, alas." Turning his head and sighing, Nezha added four more maids to Ao Bing's side the next day.

When Fu Que went to greet Nezha and asked about it, Li Nezha held his pen in his mouth and said, "He has too few contacts. I'm afraid he will be called out by other elders in the future. Let's admit it more now."

Fu Que, who was waiting aside, pinched her forearm, suspecting that Li Nezha was trying to distract her in a disguised form. Ao Bing had been able to prevent Xu Changdi from leaking water before, so how could he show his secrets in front of other elders.

However, the maids arranged by Nezha are all ordinary people who were captured by Shi Wuji to pick up men. This kind of girls without martial arts are also homeless after losing their lives. Nezha asked them to choose to leave or stay, and most of them chose to stay. Only a small number of them went home and never heard from them again.

Originally, he just wanted to keep Nezha away from Fu Que, but he didn't expect this small change to make Ao Bing angry with him.

The reason is very simple. Eldest brother was bored in Momen, so he chatted with a few new maids. Among them, except for a small number of them who voluntarily stayed to live, some of them had lost their virginity. Even if they went back, they would have to kill themselves all the way.

As the acting elder brother of the Taoist leader Kunshan Sect, if it wasn't for Nezha, Ao Bing would have joined the team directly to eradicate demons when the five major sects were discussing the siege. After all, most of the actions of the Demon Sect are worthy of The corner of martial arts scum, and a small number of special cases, are slowly becoming black in Ao Bing's eyes.

Nezha is very innocent, and Nezha is very wronged. These people were all captured by Shi Wuji, and it really has nothing to do with him. Eyes and nose are not noses anymore.

"Brother."

It was rare that there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Nezha found a chance to take Ao Bing to have a picnic in the oasis, set up a fire and put meat skewers, Nezha hummed a song and grilled happily, while Ao Bing looked at the distance in a daze, After Nezha finished roasting a bunch of skewers, he found that Ao Bing's face became very ugly.

"What's the matter?" Holding the meat skewers, Nezha approached Ao Bing's position, and Nezha looked in the direction of the other party's line of sight. The yellow sand was long and deserted, but Ao Bing looked very intently.

"I..." Rubbing my eyes and looking uncertainly, the figure that flashed just now disappeared like a mirage.

"Brother, are you daydreaming?"

Looking sideways, he plucked the Demon Lord's hair angrily and amusingly. Ao Bing took the meat skewer and wiped the black ash on Nezha's chin. Will you see Master in the desert?

"Your meat is too old." Although Ao Bing didn't care about his appetite, Nezha, the product of Nezha's ardent gift, was really unpalatable. Ao Bing bit two pieces and put them down, looking at the fire beside the fire. After inserting the remaining five strings, he felt that he couldn't swallow a single bite.

"It's better to be a little older than not cooked." He took two bites of the meat skewer from Ao Bing and ate it on his own.In the Li family, Nezha was just a young master who stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth to eat. When he arrived in Kunshan School, there was also Daotong who washed and cooked for him every day, so Nezha couldn’t even tell what the dishes looked like before he fell into the valley. .

So after You Xinhong's death, he ate barbecue for nearly a month - because he couldn't cook other than this.

At the beginning, he slurped his mouth because the meat was not cooked enough and had stomach troubles a few times. Afterwards, Nezha learned how to behave.

"You put it down, I'll come."

Patting the back of Nezha's hand, Ao Bing snatched the meat skewers over. Ao Bing looked at the other party's well-equipped spices, but the last one was useless.

"Senior brother really hates this place." After eating his masterpiece, Nezha stared at Ao Bing with one hand on his face in a daze.

"Unfortunately, I don't want Senior Brother to leave."

"Don't leave." He picked up a little spice and sprinkled it on the oily meat skewers. Ao Bing agreed softly, but he didn't even turn his head.

"But brother hates this place."

"If you don't leave, neither will I."

"Is it worth it for me?"

"worth."

Shaking his wrist to shake off the excess powder on the meat skewers, Ao Bing stuffed the fragrant label into Nezha's hands, his eyes like lacquer were bright and clean, and Nezha couldn't help but believe that what the other party said was true real.

"If senior brother is always so frank, maybe I can save a few years from wasting." If he found out that Ao Bing was good earlier, he would definitely be tempted earlier, recognize it earlier, and then express his feelings earlier, maybe everything after that will be in his heart Turning the corner at the age of 22, he didn't go down the mountain, didn't meet You Xinhong, and didn't go crazy.

The Li family will be embarrassed because of his liking, and even regard him as a scum to tarnish his reputation. The master will stop him, and the master will sigh, but so what, the barriers of worldly cognition will not make Nezha retreat, but now, Nezha hesitated.

There is no need for him to draw Ao Bing into this game of interests, no matter whether he wins or loses, he has already lost a lot.And what about Ao Bing?He still has the status of a major disciple of the Kunshan School. As long as he returns to the mountain, Ao Bing will still be the god who stood on the mountain that day, floating like a fairy, and it is the belief that Nezha holds in his heart.

"I've always been like this, never changed."

"That's why I think it's not worth it for the elder brother to be here."

Nezha put his face on his face and squeezed out a smile. Nezha had thought a lot these days. Xu Changdi chose to have a showdown with him at this time. What exactly was his intention? After deliberation, he finally pointed to one thing, that is, the seven elders gathered magic door.

In fact, this kind of opportunity may not come once every ten years, but for Queen Dugu's plan, he provoked the five sects in the most unbearable way. What was out of the plan was the arrival of Ao Bing.

"It's up to me to decide whether it's worth it or not." He raised his hand and flicked Nezha's forehead, and Ao Bing could feel Nezha's anxiety, especially as time went on and deepened. Too good at comforting people, or in other words, for the former Kunshan Acting Master, his existence itself is very reassuring, but this situation has not continued here.

"Anyway, you can't trust anyone in the entire Demon Sect except me." Including those maids and Fu Que.

Nezha didn’t say the second half of the sentence. He understood Ao Bing’s temperament. Although the other party was philanthropic and kind, he was not stupid, and there was a big disagreement about Fuqu. After returning, he should be able to verify his conjecture.

"You said before that Fuqu was trustworthy." Ao Bing found himself watching Nezha slap his face every day.

"I didn't say that. I just said that she would not betray me. After all, my reign is in her best interest and the only choice to survive."

"Okay, okay." Kneeling down to cover the flames with soil, Ao Bing clapped his hands and stretched his waist. The virtual scene flashed in his mind, such as the yellow sand all over the place. The tighter you hold the quicksand, the faster it will run. .

"Actually, I started to feel unwell in the third month after you left."

Looking up at Ao Bing inexplicably, Nezha raised his brows and didn't understand what the other party was referring to for a while.

"I went up the cliff and down the valley, and searched for seven days and seven nights, but I couldn't find you."

Separation and death are never two propositions that can be drawn as equivalent.

Shen Gongbao left, although Ao Bing was sad, but he could still look forward to it. After all, the other party is still in this world, coming and going freely, as long as there is a destiny, we will see each other again one day.

But Nezha died.

The other party disappeared.

It is different from the expectation that we can still meet each other.

That was real, real impossibility, impossible.The world is boundless, up to [-] li, down to the underworld Wangchuan, there is no Nezha anymore.

On Ao Bing's first long trip after going down the mountain, he was finally dragged back by Jin Zha.He searched inch by inch from the rubble on the cliff. His fingertips were worn out, his palms were torn, and a piece of his kneecap was smashed by a rolling stone. He suffered from pain for two months, tossing and turning on the bed in the small courtyard, unable to sleep.

In fact, if you really want to compare Shen Gongbao with Nezha, even if Ao Bing is biased, he must admit that in the three years when he was still young and his memory was fuzzy, his memory of Shen Gongbao has become more and more peaceful. A person who hugged himself and saved himself, and the only thing left after that is the day of reunion, that whip without hesitation.

And Nezha - Nezha went up the mountain at the age of five and went down the mountain at the age of 22. He has seen each other since he was ten years old, from a boy with a plump head to a boy with a weak crown, every corner of his memory is stuffed with each other's figure, like a knife cut out The heart is too deep and too hard to pull out at all.

After returning to Kunshan, Master Taiyi gave Ne Zha a funeral. Jin Zha and Mu Zha went home to report with red eyes. Ao Bing was sitting in the yard, and his knee was splinted by the doctor in the door. He would not be able to practice martial arts for a while , the only thing left in daily life is to look at the account books, take care of the tenants, and solve the trivial matters between the brothers and sisters.

Yuanshi Tianzun went out once on the day of Nezha's funeral, and then only Ao Bing and Sanliang Daotong were left on the huge Yujing Mountain.

Dao Tong has the task of cleaning and washing clothes every day, so it is impossible for him to be around Ao Bing all the time. He sits for one, two, and three days, and then it will be one or two months. Bing began to think about moves by himself again, but the courtyard was empty, and the top of his head was green, but it was already winter and spring, when the flowers bloomed and the leaves bloomed.

Because Nezha had already passed the first seven days after falling off the cliff, and no bones could be found, so naturally he could only erect a clothes tomb. When Jin Zha and Mu Zha left, they cleaned up Nezha's things with Taiyi and brought them back to Li's house.

Ao Bing walked the cableway between Yujing Mountain and Qianyuan Mountain back and forth thousands of times. He walked across and sat in Nezha’s house. The warm sunlight came in from the window. Apart from the dust in the room, there was nothing there. Also failed to stay.

In fact, as a child raised by his ancestor since childhood, Ao Bing's emotions have always been calm and indifferent. He would not get angry even when he was angry. Those hysterical emotions never found him, but one day he found that he needed An outlet for venting, he began to dream and hallucinate. When he saw the fallen leaves in the courtyard, he thought of the sound of Nezha's piercing when he practiced the gun. He lay on the bed and dreamed back at midnight, but he couldn't help crying and wet the bedding.

But on the second day, he was still Ao Bing, the elder brother in charge of the Kunshan School.

After a period of time like this, Ao Bing felt that he had a demon in his heart. He knelt down in front of the hanging banner of the Patriarch of the Sanqing, trying to calm down and endure, but Ao Bing soon discovered that even here, there were also ghosts everywhere. The traces left by Nezha.

A tortoise on a table leg at the age of seven.

Hanging picture stained at the age of eight.

When he was beaten and fled at the age of 11, he wiped off the red paint on the beam.

When Nezha was 15 years old, he made a mistake and was punished by Taiyi to stand on his knees in front of the banner of the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty, but this boy dug a hole in the futon under his knee.

17 years of cold and heat, regardless of the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, it is not possible to let go of it overnight.

Ao Bing raised his head, looked at the huge Taoist statue in front of him, and suddenly realized that this was not a demon, but a knot in his heart.He misses, misses, and never pays back. This is an emotion he has never known before. He has been in Kunshan for more than 20 years, and there are countless passers-by. The only person who has ever interacted with him is no more than Twenty, and among them, the first thing he lost was Nezha.

Going back, going back, going far away without returning, coming and going without a trace.

Facing the Taoist statue of the Patriarch of the Sanqing, Ao Bing finally couldn't help crying. He arched his back, his head resting on the futon, and his stomach was stirred by soreness. He cried until he vomited, feeling that all the organs in his body were in Hissing and screaming, the more he wanted to let go, the more he lost his way, and he lost a very special and wonderful encounter for him.

He and Nezha started with green onions, and died when the sun was high, just like the setting sun on the bank of willows, beautiful and splendid but also pale and desolate.

In fact, as early as the day Shen Gongbao left Ao Bing and left, as the youngest child in the sect, he learned to restrain his emotions.

Everyone here was so kind to him, he was so grateful and had nothing to repay, so he became more restrained, forbearing, and buried everything deeply.

But Nezha is different. Nezha is the third son of the Li family, the youngest and the most favored child. When his elder brother is away, his parents take care of him. When he was one to five years old, he tried to learn martial arts and was approved by Yuanshi Tianzun. Ao Bing didn't have every ounce of self-willedness and lack of publicity in him.

That was another kind of life that Ao Bing could imagine. He looked calm and focused. He thought Nezha would be happier than himself, because Li Sanlang was so lucky, but one day, the happiness that Ao Bing believed in Broken into pieces.

The greatest tragedy in the world is that the youthful spirit is given away.

"Brother cried for me."

After muttering this sentence with his mouth open, Nezha wiped his face, and a stream of acid surged up in his throat, but he felt like his heart was about to melt.

Because Ao Bing's feelings are too introverted, he stepped forward with all his teeth and claws, but he always forgot that the other party is actually a guy who is learning everything. He learned to go down the mountain for himself, learn all kinds of things in the world for himself, and learn how to like for himself.

From the very beginning, the two of them did not stand on the same path of survival. What Nezha saw was an abyss, where ghosts were crying and gods were howling, but what Ao Bing saw was a sea, calm and calm, with a broad sky and high clouds.

"I feel sad, and it's not an exaggeration to cry a lot." Ao Bing doesn't have that kind of attachment like a man. He understands grief very deeply and shallowly, and he really touches his weakness. Can be counted.

"So it's not worth it."

Everything he does is worth it.

That's all.

"Oops."

Covering his face and shaking his shoulders like a sieve, Nezha showed a pair of red ears on his drooping head.

Li Mozun, who has always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, is now as shy as a little boy. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of Ao Bing's clothes. Ao Bing, who was baffled by the other party's actions, squatted down, and then saw Nezha A handsome face dyed red by the setting sun.

"Oops, I really want to kiss you now."

Ao Bing blinked, a smile flashed in his eyes, his long eyelashes closed down, he raised his nose and said softly.

"Then kiss, anyway, you usually do it."

Staring at a pair of big round eyes, Nezha twisted and twisted, feeling like he didn't know what to say. The face facing the end of the horizon was darkened by the setting sun. He leaned forward and pecked lightly on his heart. The bang bang stopped, so Nezha turned his head, pressed the back of Ao Bing's neck, and kissed him hard.

Dyeing in the afterglow, the shadows became single, the man standing under the tree with his sleeves folded raised his arm and rubbed his nose, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little smug and excited, sometimes the bet was right, and after the close, he would get Some extraordinary chips.

——To be continued——