[Lotus Cake] 101 ways to use Kuntian Ling

Turning his head, King Zhou caught a glimpse of a few half-open spice boxes on the dressing table, and thought about it, he asked in a deep voice, "Is my concubine really hurt?"

Daji nodded.

"My lord guesses why." King Zhou raised Daji's chin, "In the past two days, the demon woman in Shiji was exterminated, the whole country rejoiced, and there were many reward ceremonies. On such occasions, this king has to bring Queen Jiang to attend. I spent time with Concubine Ai..." Seeing that Daji's face was getting more and more blush, King Zhou scratched Daji's cheek with his index finger, and asked in a deep voice, "Ai Concubine, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Nezha murmured, this was the first time he had heard this statement.

Daji held back for a long time, and found that she couldn't hide it, so she simply confessed: "I am jealous, and what I eat is old vinegar that is so thick and bitter!" Daji frowned, as if she was about to cry. "This concubine is also a sensible person. I know that this kind of occasion requires the queen to come forward. But I feel uncomfortable when I see the king and the queen's affection and affection. I just don't want the king to get close to others. Be nice to others!"

King Zhou sighed, "My dear concubine!"

Nezha behind the curtain was stunned when he heard this.

I can't see him being close to others, being nice to others...

He also had this feeling, but that person was Ao Bing, his companion, his friend.

"Aifei is angry?"

Daji didn't answer.

King Zhou asked himself and answered, "That's because he's angry." He put his arms around Daji, lowered his head and covered her lips.

Nezha looked at the two kissing inextricably with a red face, and finally could only cover his eyes with the curtain.

After the kiss was closed, King Zhou gently stroked Daji's face: "Are you still angry?"

Daji's complexion was pink, and she was infinitely gentle: "There is... a little bit."

King Zhou laughed twice: "My beloved concubine is dishonest." Then he lowered the curtain, hugged Daji and fell on the bed.

Nezha was feverish all over and couldn't stay any longer, so he quietly left the bedroom.

Outside the palace, the night wind blew gently, taking away some of the dryness and heat.

Nezha walked aimlessly in the palace.That sentence is all in my mind-you are jealous.

Jealous, is he jealous?

Ao Bing was wounded on the bed, and it was the time when he needed others to greet him.Palace servants can enter, medical officers can enter, even Shen Gongbao and King Zhou who have nothing to do with each other can go in to visit, why can't he?

The more Nezha thought about it, the more angry he became, and he walked back to the bedroom where he lived without knowing it.

It's late at night, and the evening wind mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees blows gently, making it slightly cool.

Nezha couldn't pick up a trace of drowsiness, turned over, sat on the roof, and stared blankly at the last lit room not far away, staring intently, competing with each other, insisting on waiting for it to go out before blinking .

That was Ao Bing's room. At this moment, he should be recuperating on the bed.

Finally, the lights went out.

Blinking almost unconscious eyes, sour and swollen.

He didn't know what happened to him either.He had obviously hugged and kissed Ao Bing, and when the four lips touched lightly, his heart was clear, and he just wanted to comfort the person he cared about the most in a gentle way.

Why, after eavesdropping on the corner between King Zhou and Daji, did he feel so restless?

When it comes to love affairs, Nezha is still a melon egg. This is the first time he encounters such a thing, and there is only one word - annoying!

He propped his hands back, his two long legs spread out to the sides, and he turned his back to the sky.

The night sky is deep, like a bottomless abyss, waiting for people to throw themselves into the net.

Nezha once eavesdropped on his parents' conversations, and when he was three years old, a catastrophe would come to dispose of the magic pill.

In the past days, he had lived in a muddle, playing cats and birds, avoiding major evils, but doing all minor evils.After meeting Ao Bing, I realized that there is another way to live in life, which is both restrained and happy.Although only a few months, but also satisfied.

There are still three months before the catastrophe, and he has three months left in his life. He will definitely not be able to escape this time.

At this moment, Nezha didn't feel scared, on the contrary, he was very happy, and wished that the catastrophe would come immediately, and he would have a showdown with him.The cold blood all over his body seemed to come alive, gurgling and boiling, steaming.In the end, the scorching heat flowed over there impatiently, making the pants uncomfortable.

In the boundless night sky, the stars are dotted, like thousands of pairs of bright eyes twinkling.

It was the first time in his life that Nezha was naked, and he was still dizzy after a long time.When he jumped down from the roof, his legs went limp, he staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

In front of his eyes, the palace where Ao Bing lived was blurry for a while, but it was clear for a while, but it seemed that there was a strong gravitational force pulling Nezha's legs.

One step, two steps... When Nezha came back to his senses, his palm was already pressed against the door frame.

"Ao Bing?"

There was no response in silence.

"Ao Bing, it's me." Nezha pushed open the door talking to himself, "I'm coming in."

Pulling back the gauze curtain, one can vaguely see a bulge on the bed, facing inward.By the moonlight, Nezha saw Ao Bing's shoulders tremble slightly, and knew that he was pretending to sleep.

Nezha clicked his finger, and a candle lamp lit up beside the bed, the flame flickered, and a hesitant figure was reflected in the curtain.

"How are you?"

"En." Ao Bing finally replied, his voice muffled.

"Why don't you want to see me?"

After a long silence, Ao Bingcai said, "The location of the injury is not very convenient."

"It's inconvenient?" Nezha muttered to himself, his eyes could not help but move down.

The thin quilt clings to Ao Bing's body, showing his figure perfectly.What sinks like a valley is the waist, and what rises like a hill is...

Nezha's face suddenly turned red, and he abruptly moved his eyes back to Ao Bing's hair.

"Other people can come in to see you, why can't I?" Nezha asked persistently, "I heard from the palace people that I was in a coma for two days. During this time, have you thought about me?"

"Yes." Ao Bing's answer was surprisingly frank, "Because I have been thinking about it, I have the answer."

Nezha's breath tightened: "What answer?"

"We will..." Ao Bing paused, "Don't see you again."

Nezha's heart sank.

Ao Bing said again: "Anyway, you have returned the conch to me."

With a wave of his arm, Nezha lit all the candles in the house.Immediately, the house was as bright as day.

Ao Bing raised his body slightly: "What are you doing..." Before he finished speaking, Nezha rushed up.

"Where's the conch? Where did you put it?" Nezha writhed on the bed unceremoniously, throwing out a pillow and a handkerchief.Soon, he threw out all the rattling things on the bed—except Ao Bing and the thin quilt covering him.

Nezha stretched out his hand, and asked confidently, "Conch, where are you hiding?"

Ao Bing glanced at him: "Just throw me down together!"

Nezha's arrogance suddenly weakened, but he still stretched out his hand persistently.

Ao Bing sighed: "There is no reason to return the things that have been returned."

Nezha cheated: "I don't care!"

Seeing Nezha's brows wrinkled and bulging into two small bags, Ao Bing felt it was funny, but also felt sad. When will the fearless little devil know troubles?He raised his hand to help him smooth, but then thought of his father, his palm shrunk into a fist.

Nezha grabbed Ao Bing's hand and said, "It's fine if you don't return the conch, as long as you're here."

Ao Bing lowered his eyes, and his eyes moved slowly from side to side.

"Nezha, do you know my identity?"

"Third Prince Long."

"Not only that." Ao Bing took a deep breath, "I'm still..."

"Lingzhu?"

Ao Bing raised his head suddenly, surprise was written on his face.

Nezha smiled: "It's easy to guess, I'll know it the first time I see you."

"I don't remember saying anything..."

Nezha tilted his head: "I don't know how to describe it. The moment I saw you, I thought it was you, and my heart was warm."

Looking back on the first scene, Ao Bing was only thinking about how to get rid of Nezha, so he didn't care about other things.

Nezha asked: "Are you trying to transfer the catastrophe to me?" Seeing Ao Bing's puzzled expression, "My father and mother once asked the Taoist to ask the Taoist to resolve the catastrophe. Out of the Hunyuan Pearl, the catastrophe can be passed on to the same fetus and fraternal eggs."

Only then did Ao Bing realize that Nezha didn't know that Tianjie was just to get rid of the magic pill.

"What happened next?" Ao Bing asked.

Nezha patted the bed: "Master, I will reject it on the spot. I will not do such things as framing."

Ao Bing had a complicated heart: "You have a sense of justice."

"That's it." Nezha smiled proudly, "Father said that Tianjie is testing the spirit beads and magic pills for three years, and those who pass the test will be entrusted with important tasks, and those who fail the test will be hacked to death by Tianjie. "Nezha's tone turned lower, "Anyway, I have done all kinds of bad things, and even my parents hate me. I must fail the test."

"Actually, this matter..." Ao Bing hesitated to reveal the truth.

"If I didn't accept it before, I wondered why Yuanshi Tianzun, a stinky old man, would attack me? But after seeing you, I thought about it." Nezha showed a serious look, "You are the real people who care about the country. You are a good man who is the embodiment of justice. You should have fulfilled the heavy responsibility in heaven. You said that I owe you something, which is my life, right?" He held Ao Bing's hand tightly, "If it's for you, then so what?"

Ao Bing looked at Nezha in a daze, and said the sentence "Why don't I give it to you" very lightly, but it fell heavily on his heart, and he smashed a hole hard and dug a hole.

Nezha took the opportunity to get closer, his eyes portrayed Ao Bing's beautiful eyebrows, and couldn't help but kissed the corner of his eyes: "I've given you my life, what do you give me back?" Suddenly he noticed that the conch was covered Under the thin quilt, he immediately added: "Conch shells are not allowed!"

From the first meeting, Nezha felt that Ao Bing was a fairy-like character, with cold skin and bones, and a detached temperament, but it was just a mistake that fell into this world of mortals.

He was supposed to hang in the sky like a bright moon, when it was out, the stars would be dim, and if it was missing, it would be like a string like a hook.The present and the past in the world may lead to endless reverie, but you can only look up and see it from afar.

Nezha asked himself, how lucky was he to sleep with him and fight hand in hand?

I don't know if it was because Nezha's eyes were too hot, or because of the warm light from the candle, Ao Bing felt his cheeks flushed and his long eyelashes trembling.

Nezha stared straight at Ao Bing, his heart fluttering, the free hand caressed Ao Bing's arm, and gently pulled it, intending to embrace him in his arms, but unexpectedly the jade muscle on the bottom of his hand suddenly turned into soft silk, Wow, wow, rolled into a big ball, blocking between him and Ao Bing.

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Chapter 12

Both of them were startled, Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand and smiled slightly.Just now I was so fascinated by talking with Nezha that I forgot that Hun Tianling volunteered to come and accompany him to relieve boredom at night!

Nezha was so angry that he vomited blood, and when he wanted to get close to Ao Bing, he was disturbed by the rags, and this time he dared to play tricks on him!

Nezha held Huntian Ling in his hands, and pulled him aside: "Go, go, go and play!"

Huntianling hit the snake with a stick, rolled the silk cloth, and tied Nezha's arms behind his back.

Nezha panicked: "Ragged head! Let go of me!"

Huntian Ling didn't listen to him, the other end of the silk cloth wrapped around Nezha's other hand, and tied it behind his back.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting, Ao Bing yawned and lay back down: "I'll go to sleep first."

"Don't...that's not..." Nezha hurriedly explained to Ao Bing, but he couldn't shake Huntianling away.

Ao Bing held back his laughter and turned his back: "Be quiet, I'm sleepy!"

Nezha was tossed and rolled off the bed by Huntian Ling, and spent the night at the foot of the bed.

Even though there were blankets on the ground, Nezha still felt backache after being tied up all night, and more importantly, he felt suffocated.Especially when he saw that shameless gadget in the Qiankun circle also kept pushing into Ao Bing's arms, Nezha finally broke out.

"Hun Tianling! I won't tear you into pieces today, my surname is not Li, I'm a bastard with your surname!"

Huntianling thought that Nezha was just playing around with him, provocative and making faces.When he saw the flames gathered in Nezha's hand, he cried out secretly, Nezha was really in a hurry.

Huntianling has seen Nezha go crazy, even Shiji can't go crazy with him, let alone herself.However, Huntianling also had a quick mind, and hid directly behind Ao Bing, unable to scream.

Ao Bing was ready to go down to the ground, and he put his hands behind his back to protect Huntian Ling.

As long as Nezha faces Ao Bing, his aura will automatically become sluggish.Seeing that he couldn't deal with Huntian Ling, he pointed the finger at the Qiankun circle.Nezha rushed to block the Qiankun circle that was trying to run towards Ao Bing, held it with one hand, and chanted the spell of controlling fire, it seemed that he wanted to melt the Qiankun circle again.

Huntian Ling suddenly became anxious, and immediately popped up.

This was exactly what Nezha was thinking, and he raised his hand with a palm, and the fireball flew out of his palm and flew towards Hun Tianling.

Ao Bing originally wanted to let them make trouble on their own, but seeing that Nezha was really ruthless, he pushed Huntianling aside and led the fireball to his side.

For this palm, Nezha used [-]% of his strength, and saw that Ao Bing's injury had just healed, he took it hard, he was startled, and his heart tightened.

"Bing'er, be careful!"

Ao Bing smiled slightly, but didn't take it seriously, and used the ice-sealing technique to freeze the fireball into an ice cube, and then covered it with a wide robe sleeve, taking off most of his strength.

In the end, the terrifying fireball became a toy in Ao Bing's hand.

Nezha breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but marvel: "Your Taoism is much better than mine!"

Ao Bing cast a sideways glance at Nezha, pointing his chin straight to the top of his head, with a look of "that's needless to say".

Nezha was itching to see it, and threw the obstructing Qiankun circle on the ground, stared at Ao Bing's bright face, and wanted to grab his shoulder.

Ao Bing slipped, and pushed Nezha away with force.

Nezha looked innocent and puzzled: "I don't know as much as those two anymore."

"Hmph." Ao Bing played with the ice puck, "What did you call me just now?"

This is a posture to settle accounts after autumn!

Only then did Nezha realize that in his desperation, he actually called him "Bing'er".These two words contain his love and attachment to Ao Bing, as well as those shady little thoughts.

Just like the sea tide is always washing the coast time and time again, the flaming cherry blossoms spare no effort to bloom on the branches of the cherry blossoms, and the water turtles are stacked awkwardly, crumbling, and even fall down when the wind blows.

He wanted to do all of these with Ao Bing.

"That..." Nezha stammered.

Ao Bing put on a serious face: "Squat there! Reflect on yourself!"

If Huntianling had a mouth, the four people present would definitely hear a series of deafening wanton laughter.

"You go too!" Ao Bing grabbed the gloating Huntianling and threw him to Nezha's side.

Nezha sneered, "It deserves it!"

The two stood back to back, ignoring each other.

The ice puck was bouncing in Ao Bing's hands for a while, and suddenly it was thrown very high. When it was about to hit the ground, Ao Bing hooked the ice ball with his toes and caught the ice ball on his instep.

"Hi!" Ao Bing raised his head towards Qiankun circle, "How about playing?"

The Qiankun circle immediately stood up from the ground in high spirits.

Ao Bing kicked the ice puck to the Qiankun circle with a point on the back of his foot.He was afraid that the circle of heaven and earth would not be able to catch it, so he didn't use all his strength.

The Qiankun circle took the ice puck lightly, and hit the ice puck on both sides like a seesaw, having a great time playing.After going back and forth for more than ten times, he suddenly increased his strength and threw the ice puck back.

As the two came and went, their interest became higher and higher.The strength and speed of throwing the ice hockey gradually increased, accompanied by the whistling wind.

The two people who were squatting were also attracted to them, and the body sitting on the side slowly turned back, propped his head, with an idiotic expression on his face, but what Nezha was looking at was the high-spirited Ao Bing, and what Hun Tianling was looking at was the shining golden light circle of heaven and earth.

Ao Bing didn't know what he was thinking, so he handed over all the methods to dissolve the magic pill to Nezha.

Nezha is a rare martial arts prodigy. After a few months, he won't need Ao Bing to resolve it for him. He can practice twice a day in the morning and evening according to the method Ao Bing taught him.

Getting rid of the shackles of the magic pill, Nezha is getting farther and farther away from the image of a baby.Sword eyebrows and star eyes, deep voice, bird-like nimble figure, strong and graceful muscles, all of these reminded Ao Bing that Nezha had grown up like him, and even surpassed him in height.

"Bing'er!" From that day on, Nezha became more and more daring. Anyway, the punishment was nothing more than two or three sentences of preaching.

Ao Bing raised his head upon hearing the sound, "Don't call me that!"

Nezha thought Ao Bing, who had fried hair, was very cute, so he grinned: "To be fair, you can call me Zha'er."

"To be fair, you can call me Ao Bing."

"To be fair, you should call me brother."

Ao Bing stared: "Why?"

Nezha compared the tops of their heads with his hands: "So much shorter than me."

Ao Bing snorted: "To be fair, you should call me Master."

"Okay!" Nezha blinked, "To be fair, you call me brother, and I call you master."

Ao Bing patted Nezha's hand away: "What a mess of seniority!"

Afterwards, Ao Bing discovered that instead of restraining himself, Nezha pushed even further.

One day, Ao Bing helped Hun Tianling take a bath in the house.

At the beginning, Huntianling was quite well-behaved, sitting peacefully in the big wooden barrel, when Ao Bing asked him to raise his hand, he did so.After a while, the Qiankun circle came back from the outside, saw Huntian Ling sitting comfortably in the bucket, jumped up, and jumped in with a plop, splashing Ao Bing all over his body, and his clothes were wet Mostly.

Ao Bing got angry and scolded them both.

These two are a pair of live treasures, you look at me, I look at you.After Ao Bing finished his lecture, he shook his head, looked at each other tacitly, and continued to make trouble as he should.

Well, it's useless to say it!

Ao Bing sighed, rolled up his wide sleeves, and continued to clean the two goods, going around the barrel like a nanny.

Nezha was sitting at the table with a picture album in his hand. After reading for a while, his eyes drifted to Ao Bing.

Suddenly, Ao Bing turned around: "Have you seen enough?"

Nezha cleared his throat in embarrassment, and immediately turned his eyes back to the album: "I found a volume in the bookstore, and I studied... while studying... This is called active learning."

Ao Bing patted Hun Tianling: "Play first." He turned and walked towards Nezha: "What are you looking at? I'm also studying."

Nezha flipped openly to the cover and showed it to Ao Bing: "Volume [-] of the Dragon Illustrated Book."

Ao Bing frowned: "What are you looking at?"

Nezha pretended to continue to study seriously: "Study... this... structure, in case you need it."

Ao Bing was confused, so he leaned over to check.I saw dragon people of different types and periods painted on the scroll, both in the appearance of dragons and in the appearance of humans.The brush strokes are extremely fine, even the hair and scales are depicted one by one, without the slightest deviation.

Seeing that Ao Bing threw himself into the trap, Nezha grabbed him and brought him to his side: "Tell me, which of the above is your type?"

Ao Bing glanced at it: "Neither of them."

"Hmm." Nezha nodded, and continued to insinuate, "Then... are the physical structures of different types of dragonmen... the same?"

Ao Bing's attention was all on the album. He didn't expect that there was a book on the study of dragons hidden in the royal palace of the Shang Dynasty, and the details and accuracy of the descriptions were astonishing. Some details were even unknown to him, the Third Dragon Prince.

"What difference does it make?" Ao Bing replied, "Even the earliest dragon people have two eyes and one nose."

Nezha nodded thoughtfully, and said in a long voice, "Oh~"

After dinner in the evening, Nezha quietly called the Qiankun circle to a secluded place.

Qiankun circle has long wanted to follow Nezha, but after the battle at Skull Mountain, Nezha always has a heart for him.Even though Ao Bing had forgotten about it, and there was no difference between Qiankunquan and Huntianling, Nezha still felt awkward. Whenever he saw him, he remembered Ao Bing's dying appearance.

Therefore, when Qiankun circle saw that Nezha was willing to talk to him calmly, let alone how happy he was, he hurriedly followed.

Nezha asked, "Do you want to follow me?"

Qiankun Circle immediately nodded again and again.

Nezha pondered for a while and said, "It would be best if you can abandon the evil and follow the good, but you have been following that seductress Shiji for many years, I am afraid that your mind has changed, and it will be difficult for you to be good again!"

Hearing what Nezha said, the Qiankun circle was so anxious that it turned into nine golden circles to surround Nezha, as if if you don't accept me, you are not allowed to leave.

Nezha showed a tangled look, and it took him a while to make up his mind: "You can let me accept you, but you have to pass my test first."

The nine gold circles all tilted their heads to the right.

Nezha said solemnly: "To cultivate the Tao, you must have a peaceful mind, you can endure loneliness, and you can suffer. Can you do it?"

The golden circles merged into one, solemnly nodding in agreement.

"That's good." Nezha took out a metal box from behind, "For the next three days, you will practice in this box. If you can survive these three days, I will consider you mine. If If you break out of the box by yourself, then don’t mention following me again.”

It's easy!

Qiankun Circle didn't say anything, and immediately jumped into the box.

Nezha closed the box, sealed all the seams of the box with the fire-controlling technique, and then cast a trapping spell to lock the universe in the box, making it difficult to move.

After finishing all this, Nezha smiled triumphantly, and threw the box into the pond.