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

When a thrush flew over with its wings fluttering, Yang Jian was sitting on the edge of a cliff with Heizi in his arms, watching the dark blue sea turbulent undercurrent.

In recent years, Yingzhou Xiandao has become more prosperous and elegant than the simple and elegant fairyland in the past. A group of fairies planted peonies here, saying that they want to be companions with Xingjun. In the wind of Yingzhou, the country is blooming beautifully and heavenly.

In the sea of ​​clouds and mist, I don't know if the thrush passing by lost his way, fell into this small island by mistake, and stuck his head in the peony bushes full of flowers.

Yang Jian glanced at the little bird meaninglessly, and found that there was only a wisp of wandering spirit left in it, extremely weak, and it would disappear soon.

Being able to die may not be a blessing, Yang Jian rubbed Heizi's white fluffy head, ignored the little bird, and continued to turn his gaze to the vast deep sea.

Unexpectedly, after the thrush came, she kept circling the tomb and the stele, chirping and screaming, without stopping for a moment, and there was no doubt that she would disturb anyone to death and add another tomb to this place.Yang Jian got a headache from the quarrel, so he raised his hand with a magic spell, turned into a golden silk birdcage, and covered the thrush with his head around.

Once in the cage, Huamei jumped up and down, screaming at Yang Jian in pain and anger.Impatient, Yang Jian made another restraint, sealing the thrush's beak.

The thrush whines in the flower group.

Nezha had a dream.In a nothingness, the surroundings are pitch black, you can't see your fingers, there is only a certain direction, a little blue halo, and the person he is thinking about sits in the light.

For so many years, Ao Bing has never entered his dream.He stood there motionless, secretly praying that this dream would never wake up from now on, that he could keep looking at him like this.

The person in the light and shadow stood up and said to him, "Nezha." He staggered forward two steps, and bumped into something, preventing him from walking towards Nezha.

Nezha ran forward in a hurry, and vaguely saw several gold threads blocking the man, like a cage.The man said anxiously through the cage, "Nezha, don't come, don't!"

Nezha didn't seem to hear, but still ran towards that person, his feet suddenly sank, a biting cold feeling came from his ankles, he looked down, and found that he stepped into a body of water, the water surface was extremely black, connected with the blackness of nothingness, Can't tell where the edge is.He didn't care too much, and still walked towards the blue figure, but in the water, every step he took, he sank a little, and within ten steps, the black water had submerged his chest, and the blue light and shadow It doesn't get any closer.

The man said, "Nezha, don't come, go back."

Nezha continued to move forward, and the water finally submerged him completely.He opened his eyes suddenly, sweating profusely.

He let himself go back to sleep several times, so this dream kept repeating.In the dream, he tried every means to get close to the only light, but was always blocked by the insurmountable black torrent.

The thrush became more and more irritable, and began to hit the cage with its thin body, causing pieces of feathers to fall off, and a piece of wing was almost bald, but it still didn't stop.When Yang Jian wondered why the little bird was so desperate, he suddenly felt a strong aura. He turned around and saw Nezha standing behind him at some point.

At this moment, Yang Jian really wanted to sacrifice the three-edged sword, and rushed up to teach Nezha a lesson, at least to punch him, but when he saw the mark between Nezha's eyebrows, all thoughts were forgotten.

The water-blue imprint of the Lingzhu changed back to the demon-red magic pill imprint at some point.

Nezha stared intently at the thrush in the birdcage, and then waved his sleeves, the cage disappeared instantly, and the thrush rushed out like a bird's arrow, but it was extremely weak, and it couldn't reach Nezha with all its strength. When it stops, it opens its beak.

A piece of light blue immortal essence with familiar water vapor floated out.

Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned, "This is..."

Nezha also stared blankly at the piece of immortal essence. At that moment, he suspected that he was still in a dream, and his outstretched hand was trembling, and he carefully took it into the palm of his hand.

The thrush's remaining spiritual power was used to protect the piece of immortal energy. Now that it spit out the immortal energy, it finally had the strength to transform into a young girl, but it was still weak. First, it glared at Yang Jian, blaming him for locking him up for wasting time. A few days later, she grabbed Nezha's clothes and knelt on the ground. Her figure was very light, and her breath was as thin as a thread, and she said, "Your Highness, Thrush was enlightened by His Highness's immortal method first, and then because of her own selfish thoughts, she actually wanted to save Cheng Nu." In a vain attempt to tie Xingjun, Xingjun not only did not blame him, but instead used a piece of immortal energy to protect Huamei and Chengnu forever. Now that Chengnu has turned to dust, the immortal yuan should be returned. It's late, I hope His Highness will not blame you."

A hundred years later, the fairy yuan protecting her also fell out. Thrush picked up the fairy yuan and wanted to return it to King Xing.But she is just a little demon, she has no way to go to the sky, no way to seek the Tao, so it is impossible for her to meet Lord Xing.Xianyuan is also a little soul of the gods, it is very precious, and I dare not give it to others easily.Thinking of Xingjun and His Highness appearing together at Chentangguan, and thinking that they had a good friendship, they decided to wait for His Highness in His Highness's private house in Jiulongwan, and they could entrust His Highness to hand over to Xingjun.

She was originally a spirit who guarded the house, but she left her post when she met Cheng Nv halfway through, and it was also her duty to return to the private house.Every few days in the past, His Royal Highness would come here to stay here for a while, she waited here patiently, but after waiting and waiting, the house gradually decayed day by day, and the moss in the corner of the wall would be hers again. After diligent cleaning, it still climbed half of the wall.In the blink of an eye, another hundred years passed, and the grand master never appeared again.Her body is getting worse every day because of the lack of Yaodan, and it is thanks to the immortal essence left by Xingjun that she can hold on for so long.But no matter how powerful Xianyuan is, she still understands that her time is coming.But His Royal Highness never came here again.In desperation, he decided to look around.She has traveled all over the world and met many immortals. Although most of them are too low-ranked and like her, they don't know what to ask, but with her cleverness, she still found out some things.

It turned out that King Xing and His Highness had such a deep relationship, and it turned out that King Xing had returned to Chaos a hundred years ago.At this time, she can better understand how important the piece of immortal essence she is guarding is.

Huamei continued, "His Royal Highness, Cheng Nu blocked the catastrophe for Huamei back then, and she will never be able to recover, but walking on the road of mortals again, although the life has not ended well, it is still a way."

Knowing the meaning of the thrush, Nezha's body froze uncontrollably, as if feeling his vibration, the immortal essence in his palm also flashed, and a hope in his heart also lit up.His eyes shifted from Xianyuan to Huamei, and he helped her up with one hand. Only then did Nezha realize that a wisp of her soul was extremely unstable and would dissipate at any moment, so he couldn't help saying, "You..."

Huamei said, "Your Highness, you don't have to feel sorry for Huamei. Huamei knows that her time has come. She has been taken care of by His Highness and Xingjun in this life. Huamei is very grateful."

Nezha nodded, and Huamei smiled again, "Humei has a lot of experience in raising the soul, but it's a pity that I can't help His Highness now."

Nezha was silent, and after a while, his thin lips opened and closed. The two words were said very lightly, but weighed like a thousand catties, "Thank you."

Huamei smiled, but suddenly his face changed, and he remembered a very important matter, "Your Highness, on the way here, I heard a group of immortals talking about..."

She looked at Nezha's brows, and said in a low voice, "I can't calculate the way of heaven, I think the Lingzhu is reincarnated into the Huagai Xingjun, but in fact, only the Huagai Xingjun is the Lingzhu, there is only one in the world. The Lingzhu is only a Huagai Xingjun, just like the magic pill can only be a grand master, even if the Lingzhu is taken out, the magic pill can't become a Lingzhu. This is the destiny and cannot be changed. It is impossible to force the Lingzhu to the magic pill Take it. The grand master is the destiny of the magic pill..."

After 3000 years, there will be another immeasurable calamity.Thrush didn't say this, because those who listened naturally understood.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at Nezha's eyebrows. No wonder that place suddenly changed back. He thought that he had been demonized again after not seeing the sun for a long time, but it turned out to be like this.

Nezha didn't care, when was he afraid of doom?He had never been afraid of one thing.

Huamei looked at Nezha's face carefully, and reminded, "His Royal Highness, Lingzhu can be reincarnated. Although walking the road of mortals a few times can nourish the three souls and seven souls, it's just that you have to be willing to enter reincarnation. Your Highness can do it." Ever wondered whether Hua Gai Xingjun really wants to come back?"

Nezha was startled, he really didn't think about this, wishful thinking to let Ao Bing return to his side, is Ao Bing really willing, with so much hurt between each other?If he doesn't want to, is he really qualified to force him?

Nezha let go of his palm, that piece of immortality had nothing in common with Ao Bing, but it was his only hope now, but he didn't have the confidence to ask what to do, so he could only ask softly, "Would you like to return?" Come to my side?"

Xianyuan floated up gently, flew around Nezha twice, and finally touched his lips lightly. In a trance, Nezha seemed to see Ao Bing standing in front of him with a gentle smile, just like 3000 years ago. first meet.

Thrush smiled, "It seems that I am willing."

Nezha looked at Xian Yuan fluttering, wondering how Huamei could see that he was willing.

The fate is over, Huamei's figure gradually fades away, Nezha hastily stretched out his hand, intending to transfer some spiritual power to her, but Huamei deftly dodges, she smiled slightly, "Thank you, Your Highness, Huamei's wish has been fulfilled, and the world will come again." No nostalgia," she blinked mischievously, "Death is not nothing, but a new beginning. There will be no end, Your Highness."

On Yingzhou Island, Nezha, Yang Jian, and Heizi watched a little bird that brought hope dissipate in the sea breeze, and a piece of light blue immortality escaped into the path of reincarnation.

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1000 years later.

The main temple of the gods has been renovated and has a new look. Yang Jian sat on the shrine, looking at him with a dignified appearance.Far away, he heard a voice calling him from afar, "Senior Brother!"

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, he was really afraid of that annoying spirit, even if he pretended to be a fairy, he couldn't escape his harassment.

Nezha stepped into the main temple.The main temple is different now, it is clean and full of incense.I don't know which tendon of Yang Jian has opened up, and he would occasionally help mortals pray, so the temple of the gods gradually became popular.

The clay statue on the shrine was shiny. At first, it was a woman who came to ask for a son, saying that she had given birth to three daughters, and if she could not have another son, she would be kicked out by her husband's family.Yang Jian was bored, opened his eyes to look, and found that the woman was pregnant, and there was a boy in her womb, so she sent a fairy tale to tell her that the woman was so happy that she really thought it was the god Da Luo who gave her the child.Since then, women have come to ask for a child every day, and the heels of the statue of Erlang Zhenjun have been touched bald.Yang Jian was very angry, and he was not a mother-in-law.But he actually endured it, didn't have an attack, just ignored those foolish women, and as time passed, they knew that this place was not the Temple of Qiuzi.

But when Nezha came to him, he felt that he might as well be a concubine.

Sure enough, Nezha's first words when he stepped through the door were, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"

Yang Jian didn't even want to answer.Nezha continued, "This time is too outrageous, I really can't spoil him anymore."

Half a year ago, on a certain night in midsummer, the mountains were full of insects and frogs.Because there are gods living in the private house, although the creatures in the mountain do not have spirituality, it is their nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The immortal energy around the private house is like a cluster of firelights in the dark night, attracting them all. Fireflies flickered around the house, it was really lively.

It was too noisy to sleep well.Nezha held a long stick and drove away the insects and frogs outside the house before returning to the house to take a bath.

Although it is hot summer, the mountain wind is humid and cool, so you need a thin blanket to sleep at night.Nezha has changed into a set of rouge-colored brocade silk open gown pajamas, as thin as cicada's wings, tied lazily around his waist with a slender gold thread track, and the hem of the clothes moves with him, like a hazy cloud floating on the moon. Pass.

Seeing the slightly bulging bag in the thin blanket on the bed, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.He walked over, just before the bed, stretched out a white and slender arm from the thin blanket.His smile grew stronger, and just as he was about to bend down to hold it, Ao Bing got out from under the blanket, holding a book with a dark blue cover in his other hand, and looked at him with clear and indifferent eyes.

Nezha's breath was stagnant. At any time, he couldn't see his innocent and harmless expression. With such clean eyes, he couldn't help but agree to all his requests.

Ao Bing turned to a certain page of the book, handed it to him, and said, "The white ginseng, a specialty of Shuiwan in the South China Sea, is said to be of excellent quality. The meat is thick and tender, delicious and juicy."

After speaking, she looked at him again with clear eyes.

For a moment, Nezha seemed to hear the sound of saliva sucking. He took the book, turned to the cover, and read, "Six Worlds Food Guide".The meaning couldn't be more straightforward. He immediately promised that he would go to the market tomorrow to grab the freshest and buy a pot.

Ao Bing frowned, and said, "The book says that you have to do it now, so that you can experience the wonderful taste of it."

He is wearing pajamas of the same style as Nezha, only the color is different. The moon white is mixed with a slight misty color. The appearance of the dust is as elegant and beautiful as green bamboo under the moonlight.Such a stunning person is sitting in the middle of the bed at this time, with his head up, and he is taking him out to sea to fish for white ginseng.

How could he refuse?

At dawn, when the chickens and dogs were still asleep, Nezha got up and went to the rice vat in the back kitchen. There was a large tile vat next to the rice vat. He lifted the lid of the vat, revealing a vat full of pearls inside.There are black pearls, white pearls and powdery ones. The grains are plump and large, crystal clear. He picked up one casually and found it was a black pearl. After thinking about it, he threw it back. arms.

When I rushed to the city in the early morning dew, although some early merchants in Chentangguan hadn't opened yet, they had already lit candles, and the smoke was curling up, and the fireworks were rising.The door of the pawn shop in the east of the city was closed, and Nezha stepped forward and knocked on the door unceremoniously. The young man obviously just got up from the bed, wearing only his coat, and was very angry at being disturbed by his dream in the early morning. Stomach fire was about to explode, when I opened the door and saw someone coming, all grievances disappeared immediately.

Nezha is a big customer of their pawn shop.But those who come to the pawn shop to exchange money are either poor or desperate, only Nezha, every time he appears, he must be holding jewels that they have never seen in generations. , don't talk too much, just leave after pawning.

Nezha is also helpless. After living in the mortal world for a long time, he cannot live without these yellow and white things.The pearls were given by his father-in-law from Donghai. The old man's habit of giving things is to send whole dendrobiums. The house is almost full of special products from Donghai.At first, Nezha felt that it was not very useful, and thought it was taking up space.Later, I realized that coins are indispensable in life. I thought that there were many powerful fairy magic weapons in Tianshuai's mansion. If you take out any one and put it in the eyes of other fairy families, it will make people greedy. Make it even easier.Unexpectedly, because he is too powerful, the mortal world can't bear it. If he takes it out easily, it will cause bloody storms and great turmoil.I had no choice but to give up my thoughts, and at this time I discovered the beauty of these things from my father-in-law.

He used all kinds of treasures as silver coins, but later found that pearls are more useful, small and compact, do not need to be stored by magic tricks, and the price is easy to estimate.They are all lessons learned from many failures.A long time ago, he took a pink pearl, which is said to have been embedded into the crown of the current mortal ruler, and went to the market to buy a vegetable leaf, but the old woman who sold the vegetable burst into tears. Said that he was the young master of a certain family, and he came to the market specially to amuse ordinary people like them.

He learned how to be good, first went to the pawn shop to change the money, and then went to buy what he needed, and even learned that the value of pearls of different colors is very different, and white ones are relatively cheap.

After changing the money, he walked slowly to the pier and rented a small wooden boat with a black shed from the boat dealer. The price he offered could buy a yellow-bottomed keel boat carrying 300 people.The owner of the boat merchant smiled from ear to ear, and sincerely wanted to provide Ne Zha with a free oarsman, but he sternly refused, and only asked the boat merchant to send someone to row the boat into Kowloon Bay at noon.

After finishing all this, it was just when the morning market was bustling. Nezha bought two cages of steamed buns stuffed with shrimp and crab roe, served with the store's secret fresh and fragrant dipping sauce, boiled thick millet porridge, and wrapped them in oiled paper. Wrapped the freshly fried golden fritters, ordered salty tofu nao with sesame oil and scallion, white coriander, and shredded shrimp skin, and went to the snack shop in the next street to buy all kinds of snacks. There are various dried melons and fruits. Dessert cakes, fried dry goods.

When he was doing this, the searching eyes of the whole street fell on him unabashedly, and the common people couldn't imagine a god-like figure, carrying a vegetable basket to the street to buy.The people also know that he lives on a hill not far away, and there is a young man who often wears plain clothes on that hill.The young master in red is already amazing, and the young master in plain clothes is even more amazing. If the young master in red is compared to the graceful and luxurious son of a family, then the young master in plain clothes is like a banished fairy born in this world.Especially when the two of them went to the street with a vegetable basket, almost all the lively people in Chentangguan would go out to watch them walk slowly on the crowded street, one bright and one elegant, one hot and the other gentle, like A stunning picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of their eyes, and it was so beautiful.There will even be bold girls throwing delicately pruned seasonal flowers into their vegetable baskets. The two of them are also well-mannered and never take offense. The plain-clothed boy will even pick up the flowers and smile at the girl throwing them nod.In fact, the common people also saw that the interlocking hands under the robe still felt beautiful, and the flowers only represented blessings.

Nezha returned home with the things he bought.

Ao Bing has woken up and is tidying up the house. In fact, he doesn't need to do anything himself, just like he doesn't need to eat anything, but since he lives in the mortal world, he has the same fireworks as mortals, which is more humane.

Nezha spread out the breakfast on the table, and Ao Bing sat down at the table after packing up, and ate with him.Ao Bing likes shrimp and crab roe dumplings, so he ate a few more.

After the meal, Nezha cleared the table, and then went to the back kitchen to clean up the dishes. After everything was done, Ao Bing sat in the courtyard and waited for him, with a large package at his feet.Nezha smiled, walked over, carried the package in one hand, led him with the other, and went out.

The ship merchant took the money and did a good job, so he brought the boat over early.Nezha first threw the burden into the cabin, then stepped in, walked to the stern, tried the sculls, and it was quite good.

Set off to the bay in the South China Sea that is rich in white ginseng.Nezha rowed slowly with the paddle, and Ao Bing pulled out a small horse from his bag and sat beside him.

The oars were shoveled into the sea, and the water was separated by the oars one by one, and then closed again, pushing the boat to swing forward leisurely.

Ao Bing got up and went back to the cabin, rummaged through the luggage, first grabbed a book, then struggled with a pack of melon seeds and a pack of dried fruit, not knowing which one to eat first, so he squeezed both packs together. In his hand, he returned to the Maza and put the melon seeds beside Nezha.

Nezha naturally transformed into four arms, peeling melon seeds with two arms, and cooking tea with two arms fanning the small stove on the other side.

After a while, Nezha asked, "How long will it take to arrive?"

The sea is Ao Bing's world, and he knows the direction better.

Ao Bing gnawed at the dried fruit while reading, and threw the dried fruit core into the sea. The fish and shrimp around the boat grabbed the shells and sank into the water. Without lifting his head, he said, "If there is no storm, it will take about half a year."

"..." This was beyond Nezha's expectations. They were all seas. Who would have thought that the East China Sea and the South China Sea were so far apart, and they thought it would take two or three days to get there.

If you ride the clouds and the fog, you can get there in one day.But Nezha didn't want to, and Ao Bing didn't force it. Floating on the sea, he was quite leisurely.

The sun was shining brightly on the sea, and the sea water glowed with blue light, and only this small boat floated leisurely like a piece of duckweed on the boundless and wide sea.Although paddling is hard work, Nezha was in a good mood and asked casually, "Binger, what book are you reading?"

Ao Bing flipped through the cover of the book, squinted his eyes and said, "Liu Sheng's lonely temple wants to be a fox fairy at night."

Nezha's six busy arms paused for a moment, then continued to move calmly.

The two of them rested in the cabin at night, and continued on their way during the day. Ao Bing sometimes turned into a dragon's tail and slapped the water to help speed up the progress of the boat.But he doesn't know how to row a boat, and he never imagined that as the master of the sea, he will need to take a boat one day. The boat spun in the middle of the water and nearly tipped over, which did nothing.

Nezha had no choice but to say, "Bing'er, the book is very interesting, read it and listen to it."

Hurry up and put away your tail that makes waves.

Ao Bing immediately read the book "Liusheng Gumiao Night Desire Fox Immortal" with great interest.

So Nezha knew the story of a poor scholar who was having sex with a female fox in a ruined temple.After reading this book, Ao Bing dug out a brand-new book from his bag, and read the title to him——"The Jade Soul and the Wolf Immortal's Second and Third Amorous History".

Nezha only felt his back molars sore for a while, and numbly heard that a lady from the boudoir was congenial to the wolf fairy latex who sneaked into the mansion.

Suddenly realized how precious Binger was who liked to watch "Wu Zhen Pian" back then.

After listening to more than a dozen books about the love and hatred between chickens, ducks, cats, dogs, immortals, humans, ghosts and demons, the boat finally rowed to the South China Sea.It was a full two months shorter than Ao Bing's expected time, and Nezha very suspected that he had gained infinite power from the blood-soaking story.

After arriving at the destination, Nezha hurriedly went into the sea to catch the highly praised Bai Nishen in "Six Realms of Delicacy".This bay is indeed rich in sea cucumbers, the net was cast down, and within a short while, a lot of them were caught.

There was a ready-made stove on the boat. After Nezha cleaned up the sea cucumbers, he made a three-fresh sea cucumber soup according to "Tasting". Fortunately, the amount of sea cucumbers is sufficient, and he boiled four or five pots before making this pot the most successful.Put the soup into a small porcelain bowl and bring it to Ao Bing.

Ao Bing had already been sitting in the cabin waiting expectantly, holding a spoon in his left hand and silver chopsticks in his right.Nezha put the small porcelain bowl on the small wooden table in front of him, looking forward to the taste of this bowl of soup that he came all the way to cook.I saw Ao Bing stirring the soup with a spoon, then suddenly frowned, Nezha's heart tightened, and he watched Ao Bing take a white ginseng from inside with his chopsticks, staring at it blankly.

Nezha sensed that something was wrong, and asked with concern, "What?"

Ao Bing showed a sleepy expression, put the spoons and chopsticks on the table, and pushed the bowl away, "I don't want to eat, Nezha, let's go back."

Nezha said, "What's wrong?"

Ao Bing lazily said, "The white nissan here has an extra thorn, it's tacky."

It took only two months to return to Chentangguan from the South China Sea because of the wind.

Nezha said to Yang Jian, "It took half a year to just take a bite of white ginseng, but because of the extra piece of meat, he gave up without even taking a bite! Is it self-willed, is it too used to it!"

He was talking aggressively, Yang Jian glanced at Nezha, "So dissatisfied?"

Nezha nodded.

Yang Jian endured and endured, and said, "Then why are you smiling so happily?!"

Maybe people are just acting like a baby.He could tell that Yang Jian didn't believe Nezha and didn't know. If he had to tell him, he would have to fail Nezha's wish.

The corners of Nezha's lips were almost behind his ears, but he still didn't restrain himself, "Now he likes to read stories about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies. It's really sad. There are no books about male foxes and scholars on the market." The conversation suddenly changed, "Brother, I feel like reincarnation has deceived me."

Yang Jian scratched the white hair under Heizi's neck, "Oh? How do you say it?"

Nezha thought for a moment, "Bing'er is not as calm as he has a memory of 4000 years."

Ao Bing only has a piece of immortal energy left without sanity, and he has raised three souls and seven souls after reincarnation for five lives on the road of mortals, but all his previous memories are scattered on the reincarnation circuit, only the son of the general who protects the country in his last life is left memory.Many, many things happened along the way of reincarnation, enough to make Nezha entangled which Ao Bing was the one he wanted to find, so he made a deal with Samsara Dao with his 4000 years of Taoism in exchange for all Ao Bing's memories .

Now it seems that although there is nothing wrong with it, Nezha has not been confirmed, so it is not clear whether Ao Bing really remembers what happened in the past 4000 years.

The closer you get, the more frightened you become.He is him, and he is afraid that he is not him.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Jian said, "It doesn't matter if you have those 4000 years of memory, isn't it all about him?"

Nezha smiled, "That's right. I don't dare to deceive me after measuring the way of reincarnation. If I eat my 4000 years of Taoism, I'm afraid I won't be able to overcome it if I don't do some practical things. I might choke to death!" He stood up and turned to Yang Jian. He waved his hand, "Brother, I'm leaving, I'll come visit you in a few days!"

Yang Jian wanted to say, don't come here, I am living a very good life alone.

Nezha had disappeared at the door.

The mortal years are easy to pass, tens of springs and autumns in the blink of an eye, and the Tiangong counts it, and it will be an immeasurable calamity in 2000 years.But after being calculated for 3000 years, those two gods will never believe in Tiangong again, Huagai Xingjun has not even been accepted by Tiangong since his soul returned, let alone deceived them to come back.All the immortals sent an envoy down to the earth to inquire about Huagai Xingjun, and told him to hide from the grand master and not let the grand master know.

After a while, the envoy came back, and all the immortals rushed to ask Hua Gai Xingjun if he had any countermeasures. The envoy murmured for a while before saying, "Mr. Xing said it's getting late."

The immortals were impatient, "And then?"

The fairy envoy looked at everyone and said with a blushing face, "The vegetable market is about to close, and the grouper that the grand master loves to eat will soon be unavailable."

"Gone?"

The fairy envoy nodded, "It's gone."

The faces of the immortals were livid.After some time, a small voice from Xianli said, "Mr. Xing is lying, Grand Master doesn't like to eat grouper. I think Mr. Xing wants to eat it himself."

The eye knives of the immortals flew over one after another, and the small voice disappeared without a trace.

Spring is just right in the world, and a new pear tree was planted in the courtyard, and the pear blossoms outshone the snow. There was a stone table and several stone benches under the tree. Ao Bing was sitting on one of the stone benches, reading a newly purchased book, and the petals fell on the ground. On the pages of the book, he reached out to pick up the petals and put them on his fingertips to play with.

Nezha was returning from the main temple, and stepped into the gate with his frizzy hair. When he saw such a scene, even his hair softened instantly.

The person under the shadow of the tree heard the movement, raised his beautiful face, smiled softly, as if the spring breeze stirred the water in Tianchi, and countless stars dimmed, he said to him, "Brother Zha'er."

Nezha raised the corners of his lips and walked to his side.The story book is reading the last page, the last sentence, the spring breeze is clear, the spring moon is bright, the leaves are scattered but still gathered, the first sound of the east wind by the oriole, it is a good time in the world.

Finish.