[Lotus Cake] The whole world knows that I am chasing you

The news of the marriage is like a round pebble, thrown into the calm lake of Tiangong, the ripples are not violent, but they go out round and round, until everyone in the six realms knows it, everyone knows that Tongtian Taishi and Huagai star Jun will get married soon, and then there will be an uproar.

Throughout the ages, the harmony of yin and yang is the right way.But the gods live long enough and have seen enough, so they are more tolerant of everything.But no matter how strong it is, those two people are so high-profile, it's really too much.

What's more terrible is Grand Master Tongtian, I don't know if it's because people are in good spirits on happy occasions, recently they like to hang out in various mansions of Tiangong, where there are many people, they just sit there for a while.Everyone was shocked by his majesty, and the originally warm atmosphere immediately cooled down when he came.The grand master turned a deaf ear and reminded everyone with a smile, keep talking, everyone keep talking.

The amiable Taishi is far more creepy than the once cold Taishi, but no one dared to show it, so he had to bite the bullet and continue the interrupted topic.Speaking of the wisdom of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva in the Western Paradise to save the world with the light of wisdom, so that all living beings can get rid of the disaster of blood, light and swords, and gain supreme power, the grand master smiled and said, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva can certainly gain power and ease, But when I lost my mind for a while, I almost turned into a demon and caused a catastrophe, and let all living beings be buried in my hands. If King Huagai Xing hadn't stepped forward without fear, I am afraid that there would be no place for Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva to radiate the light of wisdom.

Everyone hurriedly nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold for a moment. The grand master didn't realize that it was his fault at all, and was still waiting for them to continue chatting with anticipation.

There was a person who couldn't stand the embarrassing situation, and a topic came up, saying that there was a chess idiot in the mortal world, unwilling to let his fate be controlled by the sky, he played chess with the gods, took himself as a sunspot, knelt and died in a corner of the chessboard, and finally defeated the sky.

How could there be such a mortal, if there were, he would have already ascended to immortality.Everyone sighed, lamenting that the reason why mortals are mortals is that they cannot escape the destiny controlled by God.

The grand master interjected again: Speaking of chess, I have never seen anyone who is more skilled than Huagai Xingjun. I can't survive three moves under his hands, and I will lose steadily until I am completely defeated.

He didn't hear that everyone was lamenting the integrity of mortals, and they were really talking about chess skills.

No one dared to speak out to remind them, and the atmosphere became strangely quiet again.The wind swept away the embarrassment of everyone.

Someone finally broke the silence, saying that the weather is fine today.

The grand master hurriedly said, it’s really good, Huagai Xingjun prefers to taste tea and practice in this kind of weather, his practice is very deep, and the immortals are helpless against the real fire of Samadhi, he can go deep into the sea of ​​fire to transform the obsession of this seat.

A flock of crows quacked by.

Huagai Xingjun, who can be talked about on any topic, everyone finally realized that the grand master is free and has nothing to do, and he is here to show off his wife and show off his love.

The grand master looked at his palms, waiting for everyone's topic, but he didn't wait for a long time, so he got up Shi Shiran, and added, it's really interesting to chat with the immortals, why didn't you think it was boring before?This seat will come to see you next time.By the way, this seat is about to marry Xingjun, when the date is fixed, you all have to come, if you don't come, you will not give this seat face.

After Quan Tiangong knew that the two were about to get married, the date of their marriage had not yet been set.For this day, Nezha and Ao Bing had a dispute.

What Ao Bing means is that there is still time to get married after the catastrophe.Knowing that the catastrophe is approaching, but distracted from arranging the wedding at this moment, it's just child's play.After all, it was the amount of calamity that the gods heard, and Nezha didn't take it seriously, so he couldn't mess around with him.

But Nezha couldn't wait for a moment, as if grass had grown in his heart, he wished that the wedding would be held the next day.His reason is that no one knows when the Heavenly Tribulation will come. Although it was calculated within three months at the beginning, the calculation is only a rough calculation, and there is no guarantee that it will be at this time. What should I do after waiting for a year and a half? Is it possible that he has to wait a year and a half?

He was making unreasonable words, so Ao Bing didn't continue to argue with him.He squatted pitifully in front of Ao Bing.

"We used to agree that big things are up to me, and small things are up to you. But in the mortal century, has there ever been a big event?" Thinking of all kinds of past events in the mortal world, with a sweet taste in the grievance, Nezha continued to grind, "Just this once, how about me?"

Unmoved, Ao Bing turned around.

Nezha snorted and said, "I don't want to hold a wedding before the catastrophe, is it because I'm afraid that I won't survive the catastrophe and make you a widower?"

He is a person who always has no taboos. He is too capable to develop a fearless temperament, and he can't speak more than his head.Ao Bing's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, he turned his eyes to look at him and said, "Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Nezha didn't realize there was something wrong, thinking that Ao Bingruo had really become a little widower, and he would be his widow every day. He was the incarnation of a lotus flower, and he might even hold a lotus root to see things and think about others.A stunning and cold Xingjun is wearing plain white sackcloth, holding lotus root and weeping silently by the lake. This scene is both sour and funny, and I can't stop fantasizing.

Ao Bing sighed, compromised: "It's up to you."

Nezha was overjoyed, but the image in his mind was still lingering, and he continued: "If I really don't get through and return to chaos, you can't forget me, you have to be a widow for me, 1000 yuan in 1 years You have to keep it year-round, remember me, think of me, and don't think about others."

Ao Bing's eyes fell on the ground, and he remained silent, as if he didn't hear his words.

Nezha pinched his thin jaw with his slender fingertips, and turned his face. Nezha forced him to face himself, "Did you hear that? You've already forgotten me once, and you can't forget me again! You must protect me like a jade."

Naturally, he would not let Ao Bing become a widow, even if there were ten catastrophes, he would not be able to do anything to him.He just wants to possess Ao Bing for thousands of years, no matter where he is.

Didn't Ao Bing know what he was thinking, raised his eyes, and responded lightly, "Okay."

After looking through the old almanac and choosing an auspicious date, the wedding is scheduled for half a month later, which is only three days away from the catastrophe.

I didn't expect that so many things need to be prepared for the wedding, such as posting red posters to tell the six worlds, choosing a date to cut clothes at the same time, and setting up a bed on an auspicious day, etc.This is simplified by omitting the steps of Nacai engagement.In comparison, the wedding in the mortal world was outrageously simple, with only a pair of red candles lit.At that time, I was young and thin-skinned, and I was too embarrassed to measure the size of the wedding dress carefully, so I hurriedly asked the store owner to take a visual measurement, paid the money hastily, and took the ready-made dress home.

Now that it can make up for the regrets of the mortal world, this wedding is the most important thing. Nezha does everything by himself, and only some trivial things are entrusted to the fairy servants of Tianshuai Mansion to complete.Let Taibai be the witness of the marriage, and Yang Jian will be the officiant.The banquet is held in the Tianshuai Mansion, a large place that can accommodate thousands of children and hundreds of tables, while the wedding room is located in the Huagai Mansion, which is secluded, so as not to have short-sighted fairies making trouble in the bridal chamber and disturbing the beautiful scenery of the beautiful day.

Everything is well organized.In the Huagai Mansion, when writing a red post to notify the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Nezha bit the tip of his pen and looked at his dog crawling words, feeling a rare bit of embarrassment.I’m ashamed to say that in the past, he didn’t like to hold a pen with his hands, and it was more painful to let him read a book quietly at the table and copy a sticker than to kill him. Later, when he wanted to practice calligraphy, his hands trembled so much. I can't hold a pen anymore.

The red stickers of other fairy families have ugly handwriting, so forgive them for not making noise behind their backs.But the Dragon King of the East China Sea is Ao Bing's father, and he will be his own father in the future, and the handwriting on his father's post cannot be seen. No matter how open-minded he is usually, he feels very guilty at this time.And as the saying goes, words are like a person, if the Dragon King of the East China Sea thinks that he is such a person, he will not be on the stage, and he is worried about handing Ao Bing into his own hands, what to do.

He was in a daze in front of the table, and Ao Bing leaned forward curiously, and saw a red sticker with a few words on the top of it that required guesswork and confusion to recognize-"Nezha the man kneels down".

As soon as he came, Nezha seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw. He pressed the red sticker with a pen attached to his arms, and begged: "You should write the red sticker for Mr. Yue Zhang, my handwriting is really difficult to be elegant."

Ao Bing was slightly taken aback.Unexpectedly, this wedding invitation was sent to Donghai, and the subtlety between the Dragon Clan and Tiangong forced him to suppress his homesickness for Donghai in the deepest part of his heart.Marriage is a big event, parents must be present, but even he forgot to invite them, Nezha thinks this wedding is so important, he can remember to invite both parties on his behalf.

Ao Bing squeezed the wedding invitation tightly, and said in a low voice, "Father, Queen Mother will definitely not be able to come. There are so many trivial matters in the East China Sea, and Father, Queen Mother, and Queen Mother may not be able to spare time."

In fact, it is inconvenient to come. After all, it is a demon, and it is not the same as the gods of the Tiangong.A sudden visit will only add embarrassment, it is better not to come.

"What can be so busy that you can't even participate in your son's marriage." Nezha was dissatisfied, so he took another piece of paper and wrote it to his relatives.He had parents and two elder brothers in the mortal world. After conferring the gods, the Heavenly Emperor rewarded the fairy mountain at the junction of the gods and Buddhas for them to practice Taoism and practice the Dharma.He was the only one left in the Heavenly Palace, rising step by step, until now he was below one person and above ten thousand people.

"It doesn't matter if you don't come," Ao Bing curled up a slight smile, "It's important for parents to know about marriage. I'll write a letter from home, and it's considered a gift."

He turned around and went to the house to write a letter. Nezha had already finished writing Gou Ceng's wedding invitation and handed it over to the fairy waiter who was waiting by the side, and the fairy servant hurriedly delivered the post.

After writing the red post, it was rare for him to be idle for half a day, so Nezha went around the mansion.Now he loves spending time in Huagai Mansion more and more, and drives Shancai to Tianshuai Mansion to handle wedding matters.Shancai is Ao Bing's only fairy boy, and his status in Tianshuai's mansion has also risen. Except for Nezha, all the fairy servants in Tianshuai's mansion are a little bit like him.There were only two people in Huagai Mansion, so Nezha wanted to rub his cheeks on Ao Bing, but Ao Bing was writing a letter, which involved privacy, so he wouldn't let him approach.

He lay idly on the window sill, watching Ao Bing's sideburns fall down on both sides of his cheeks, and the ink brush was rustling on the white rice paper. He couldn't see the specific content, but the handwriting that occasionally leaked out was strong and powerful, piercing through the back of the paper. .

Knowing that Ao Bing's handwriting is beautiful, he has seen that it is square and regular with invincible and outrageous power.

Words are like people, and there is a certain truth.

Thinking wildly, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't done the most important thing, and stood up straight.

Alarmed, Ao Bing looked up at him.

"A little thing," Nezha smiled slyly, "I'll come back as soon as I go."

He went to the marriage tree to erase the names of mortals, but he didn't know where the marriage tree was.On the way, I caught a fairy and asked about it, only to find out that the marriage mansion is located in the cloud a thousand miles away from the Tiangong, and the marriage tree is in the yard of the marriage mansion.

Soaring through the clouds and fog for a long time, I got lost several times, and finally saw the pointed eaves of the Marriage Mansion in the thick auspicious clouds.

A fairy boy in a red bag was dozing off at the door with a book in his arms, and Nezha woke him up.

Xiantong was too young to recognize Grand Master Tongtian, and Haomeng was a little unhappy to be woken up, without raising his eyelids, he turned his back to Nezha and muttered: "The red thread is over today, The tree is full of engravings, let's go back, come back early tomorrow."

In a good mood, it is easy to look at everything with a compassionate heart, so it is very tolerant, Nezha smiled: "I don't want a red line, and I don't want to occupy the tree's place. I just came to find a name, and you tell me where the tree is. "

The little boy still didn't open his eyes, he raised his hand and pointed towards the door.Nezha blew into the gate with a gust of wind.

Marriage Mansion has only four red walls. Inside the walls is a gigantic tree with intertwined roots firmly grasping the ground. The trunk is coiled like a crouching dragon. It takes about a few people to hug it. The canopy is lush and protruding out of the wall. Outside, it is like a square of heaven and earth, gathering the four walls under its own shadow.

The tree was so luxuriant that Nezha had expected it, and it looked like it was about to die.He even walked around the tree before realizing it was the Marriage Tree.Even if the Marriage Tree in his imagination was not emaciated, it would have lost all its leaves and was almost a bare tree.

Occasionally, a gleam of golden light flows out of the trunk, like water flowing to the crown of the tree, which is the nutrient absorbed by the marriage tree.Under the golden light are the names of a couple of Bi people.The longer the name is engraved, the deeper it goes into the tree, and the more radiant the golden light becomes.It's just that if those names are not related to me, they will not be real.

Only two people who are in love can see each other's name and engrave it.

Nezha stretched out his hand and stroked the tree trunk inch by inch, and the rough bark ran across his palm, carefully searching for Ao Bing's name.There were too many names on the tree, and the golden light kept flashing, hurting his eyes. He kept blinking, but he still refused to let go of a trace.

After searching for a long time, but couldn't find it, Nezha wondered whether the mortal had successfully engraved the words, a thick golden light suddenly lit up at a corner of the trunk, brighter than all the lights on the trunk, winding upwards climb up.

Nezha narrowed his eyes, not quite believing that the golden thread belonged to Ao Bing.After all, mortals have already lost their souls, how could they generate such a strong light.But he still reached out his hand and swept the old bark covering the name in a mysterious way.

With a light touch, a corner of the Chinese character will be exposed.His heart skipped a beat, and Nezha swung his sleeves vigorously to sweep away the remaining bark, and the complete golden name appeared in front of him.

Huagai Xingjun Ao Bing.

This name has been engraved for a long time, firmly imprinted deep in the trunk.Nezha stared at these words, as if suddenly unable to recognize them, stared blankly for a long time, then stiffly raised his sleeves to wipe the bark next to the name.

His heart was pounding, and he couldn't tell what he felt.In the past, he admired the backbone of this mortal, even if he defied the law of heaven, he would still engrave the names of himself and his lover on the tree.But knowing that the mortal was looking at his wife, this appreciation turned into disdain.I don't know the name of that guy, he is so bold that he dares to think about Ao Bing.

But what's the use, as long as he finds it and engraves his name on it, the last trace of this mortal will disappear from the world.

The bark was finally wiped off, and another dazzling name was exposed in front of Nezha.

Nezha looked at the name and stopped breathing.

Nezha, the grand master of Tongtian.

He stared blankly at his title and name.

His mind was spinning rapidly, wondering when he had engraved his name here.

He looked at the pair of names on the tree again. They were square and indestructible. They were both buried in the tree, surrounded by golden light. They were so aligned that it was impossible to tell who was who.

wrong.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat.It was not carved by him.

the word...

It belongs to Ao Bing.