【Lotus Root Cake】Sour, Sweet, Bitter, Spicy, Salty

After experiencing drunkenness once, Nezha began to share with Yang Jian his method of violating Shen Gongbao.

So with two slaps, Shen Gongbao began to be even more unlucky, because Yang Jian would use his sky eyes to help Nezha watch, and this demon king only remembered that the other party used the spirit-controlling array to destroy his mind.

If he hadn't lost his mind, how could he stab Ao Bing.

If he hadn't lost his memory, how could he have beaten Ao Guang to death and wounded him to death.

Although the confrontation between the two armies is always for the sake of victory, Nezha just despises the opponent's behavior. Since the rules of heaven do not allow him to kill Shen Gongbao, then he wants the opponent to never have peace.

The two gods who were in charge of the Heavenly Soldiers quarreled for a long time, until the Emperor of Heaven couldn't stand it anymore, so Taibai Jinxing asked Nezha and Yang Jian to teach him a lesson. It's a pity that Nezha would not care about Taibai's character, so after he came out, not only Shen Gongbao Unfortunately, even Nezha's heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as those gods who were beaten by him, made him make a fuss.

The Queen Mother of the West was displeased with Nezha hurting her flat peach tree, so she sacrificed Li Jing and asked the other party to use the exquisite pagoda to lock Nezha up for seven days.

Li Jing took the order, so he used the pagoda to take Nezha back, and then placed it on the table as a paperweight.

"If you have any displeasure in your heart, you can tell dad, don't you have to make trouble like this?"

Spreading out the paper and holding the pen to write a few lines, Li Jing turned his head to look at the shrunken Linglong Pagoda. Nezha was inside, and he could definitely hear it.

"Before your mother said, I think it's good that you have someone you care about. After all, with your temper, it's hard to accept someone, let alone like it."

Nezha, who was sitting in confinement in the pagoda, folded his arms and said nothing.

"It took me a long time to find out that that person is Ao Bing." Putting down the pen and sighing, Li Jing crumpled up what he had written and threw it away, then picked up a new piece of paper.

"That day, in order to meet the Emperor of Heaven, he went up the nine ladders with bare feet and hair, and kowtowed at the gate of heaven nine times. Every step on the steps was dripping with blood, but he walked without hesitation. Do you know why?"

"...Why?" After holding back for a long time, Nezha was finally teased by Li Jing.

"Because he refused to accept it."

He refused to obey the sky, the gods on the jade throne, and the fate that heaven descended upon. He, Ao Bing, refused to obey, so he never cried, complained, or hated, but stood with his head held high in the Lingxiao Temple.

"But he refuses to see me. If he refuses to accept it, why doesn't he join me in piercing the sky and tearing the earth apart."

"Hey." Li Jing knew that with Nezha's character, he might have to suffer in the Heavenly Court.

"Even if you don't accept it, you have to accept it."

——It’s not a habit, it’s a must.

Before Li Jing finished speaking, Nezha seemed to have heard what Fu Rong said.

"If he doesn't accept it, the dragon clan will perish, and the body and soul will perish."

"If he doesn't accept it, the spirit pearl will leave the body and find a new owner for the future."

"If he doesn't accept it, you won't even have the connection between heaven and earth."

"The sky is so high and so far away. Even if you win the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, the Kunlun Golden Immortal, and the Sanqing Venerable, what about being above them? There is also the ancestor Hongjun who is in charge of the prehistoric world. In the chaotic world, wouldn't there be a great power to control you?"

"Ao Bing doesn't accept it, even if he can't meet you for life and life, he still won't accept it."

"If you don't accept it, do you want to take his father, brother, and his clan to die together?"

In the early years, Nezha didn't understand Ao Bing's difficulties. He just thought about and missed each other, not only because Ao Bing was his first friend, but also because he lived and died with him, gathered together the sun and the moon, Born together in the prehistoric.

"Father...will he never forgive me..."

Sitting in the pagoda, Nezha sniffled and burst into tears.

"I killed his father and stabbed him. He said he envied me, but I actually envied him even more!"

"I said he didn't live like a human being, but what about me now."

Wiping his face, Nezha cried and laughed, his shoulders trembling.

Everyone said that he was a genius from heaven and a meritorious service from heaven and earth. Everyone thought that he could survive three calamities and become a saint in body.

But Nezha felt that this last catastrophe was something he couldn't get through, and he couldn't get through it either.

If Ao Bing was his love calamity, he would not be able to survive these ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years until the destruction of the world and the return of the universe to the flood.

"You are..."

Standing in front of the table, Li Jing let the ink splash on the paper, but he could no longer take a pen to write a stroke.

"...you idiot."

The five poisons of the Buddha's heart, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, Nezha has not escaped any of them.