The traveler who crossed the world

Chapter 230 Pity the world's parents heart
"So, this pair of pants...how much attack can it withstand at most?" Nezha asked, pulling the corners of his mouth.

"Didn't I say before that the world-destroying pants are still on, that is to say, if there is a world-destroying attack, you still only need to tuck your butt up, but the premise is that you have to withstand the world-destroying attack The impact force, don't break your pelvis."

After the words fell, looking at Nezha who was still putting his hands in his trousers, Lin Feng waved his hand and directly wiped off the trousers he was wearing now.

Feeling a chill in his lower body, Nezha subconsciously covered his little earthworm with his hand, and just wanted to spit on Lin Feng, but found that the pants were back, but it felt cool, not the one he was wearing before.

Looking at Nezha's blushing face because he wanted to scold him, Lin Feng smiled and said: "This pair of pants is actually a little different from the previous one. You should touch the waistband of the pants first. There are two trousers there. The pocket is convenient for you to put your hands in, and it can also be used to put some gadgets when you have nothing to do."

"bag?"

Nezha looked for it, and he found a hole on both sides of the trousers. He tried to put his hands in it, but he was surprised to find that there seemed to be no bottom inside!
"How big is this bag you made? Why does it feel like a bottomless pit," Nezha said in surprise.

"It's just a trouser pocket. There's nothing surprising about it. Make it bigger so you can store things more easily. This pocket is actually the same type as a Qiankun bag, but with a larger space," Lin Feng said disapprovingly.

For some reason, whenever he saw that Nezha was always inserting his hands into his pants, he felt an inexplicable urge to pull Nezha's little hands out of his pants.

In order to suppress this inexplicable impulse, he decided to make a pair of trousers with pockets for Nezha to wear.

And since the trouser pocket is made, the more space the better, that's why Nezha couldn't insert it in the end with his hands just now.

At this time, Nezha was digging out his pocket persistently, but even though his whole arm was submerged in it, he still didn't touch anything.

Seeing Nezha's strenuous appearance, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh, why can't he get through with a trouser pocket.

"If you dig it out, there will be no results. The space inside is not so much a space, but a world," Lin Feng reminded.

"I'll go, you have...you have nothing to do in your spare time, right? You've created a whole world with just one bag," Nezha said with a dark face.

Originally, he wanted to swear, but when he thought that the person in front of him had a teacher-student relationship for him, and gave him the trump card to survive the catastrophe, and also gave him the method of entraining qi and the five elements of fire, he couldn't bear it just now. The swear words that I wanted to blurt out were swallowed.

If you don't think about it carefully, you don't know that the person named Lin Feng in front of you has already done so much for him.

"Your bag has so much space, how can I get out the things I already put?" Nezha couldn't help asking softly.

"Recognize the master with a drop of blood. If you want to take something like this, the thing thrown into the pocket will return to your hand in an instant."

Although he didn't know why Nezha's tone changed suddenly, it didn't prevent him from explaining to the child, and passing a thin needle into his hand by the way.

Pricked his thumb lightly with a thin needle, Nezha did not disbelieve Lin Feng's words, after all, the other party has helped him so much, there is no need to play him on such trivial matters.

After pricking a tiny hole with his finger, Nezha wiped a little blood from his finger into his pants, and the needle disappeared automatically after he finished using it.

As a faint golden light came out of the trousers again, he found some inexplicable connection with the trousers in his heart.

And he also understands that Lin Feng is not lying to him, there is really a world in this pocket, but there is more than one, because the two pockets add up to two worlds!
"It feels weird to carry two worlds with you, but the trousers don't seem to be as tasteless as I imagined, and the trouser pocket has the function of changing the size at will. If you use it well, it may have unexpected effects," Nezha thought. road.

He didn't dislike this gift as much as he did at the beginning. Sure enough, what Lin Feng gave out were all good things.

Habitually inserting his hands into his trousers, Nezha was about to take Ao Bing around Chentang Pass.

It was only after hearing Lin Feng's light cough as a reminder that he remembered that his trousers already had bags.

He smiled embarrassingly at Lin Feng, pulled his hand out of his trousers, put it in his trouser pocket, turned around and said, "Hey, let's go outside, Ao Bing, stay with the beast of auspiciousness, want to come to those People shouldn't avoid me."

"Okay," Ao Bing responded.

Hearing Nezha's happy and sad words, he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

It's just that Nezha, who was about to grab Ao Bing's hand, stopped his movements after bursts of thunder.

"It seems... Nezha, you can't go shopping for the time being, you should go through the catastrophe first, after that, you will be able to relax for a while," Lin Feng said meaningfully.

"Got it," Nezha nodded, turned around and greeted the pig wandering around.

The white-skinned pig, which was still lazy at first, burst into red and yellow flames instantly, turned into two hot wheels and came to Nezha's feet, taking him to the sky, preparing to welcome the arrival of the catastrophe.

Looking at the robbery clouds high in the sky, which had turned into a vortex, with thunder snakes flickering in it, Li Jing couldn't help but aroused his heart and asked, "Your Majesty, my son... can he get through this difficult time? "

"You don't trust me?" Lin Feng glanced at him and said, "Don't worry too much, even if Nezha can't make it through, isn't there still me here? Do you think another Heavenly Venerable will not be able to solve it? Even if it can’t be solved, I think it will be very easy to rescue Nezha from the catastrophe. This small electric arc can’t kill me.”

Hearing Lin Feng's understatement, Mrs. Yin, who was clutching her sleeves tightly, gradually let go of her sweaty palms, and Li Jing's brows gradually relaxed.

Poor parents in the world, this version of Li Jing and his wife interpreted this sentence very well.

Looking at Li Jing who was still hanging the kit on his belt, Lin Feng shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

Perhaps Li Jing didn't know that Nezha's life-changing talisman had been burned fourteen days ago.

One can give up his life for his son, and the other can give up his life for his father. Li Jing and his son in this world really opened his eyes.

After all, whether it is Fengshen Yanyi or Journey to the West, the relationship between Nezha and Li Jing and his son is not very good, and sometimes they even treat each other as enemies.

Moreover, it is far-fetched to say that they are father and son, because since Nezha became a god, he seems to have little relationship with Li Jing, because at that time, Nezha had already cut his bones to return his father and his flesh to his mother for a long time.

(End of this chapter)