The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

Ao Bing pointed to himself and looked at him suspiciously, "I'm not the ninth dragon."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiu looked at Nezha in a daze.

"It has nothing to do with Longzi." Immediately afterwards, he continued to count with Xiaoqiu.

In the dead of night, Ao Bing turned over on the bed, his mind was full of images of little balls pointing at him.The father and son next to him were already sound asleep, and there was a harmonious snoring sound. Ao Bing got up slightly and looked around with his longan.

Under the red light, both Nezha and Xiaoqiu are facing the sky. Nezha bends his left hand and right foot, and Xiaoqiu bends his right hand and left foot, forming a strange shape.

Ao Bing couldn't help but think that if Xiaoqiu looked more like Nezha, it might be more interesting.Thinking of this, he pulled the blanket that had been kicked away, and gently covered them.

Nezha moved, opened his eyes slowly, and asked in bewilderment, "Why haven't you rested yet? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No. Maybe it's because I slept a lot, so I don't feel sleepy."

"Want to go out with you for a walk?"

Ao Bing said: "It's too late, I'm afraid of disturbing them."

"It's all right. Dad turns on the enchantment, so he usually doesn't surprise anyone." After speaking, Nezha got up, got out of bed, got dressed, and found a cloak for Ao Bing in the closet.

Ao Bing circled a protective barrier around Xiaoqiu, tightened his robe and closed the door to go out.

The days of autumn are getting colder and colder, the flowers and plants that are always whispering on weekdays rest early, and even the cicadas that made Xiaoqiu cry before have weakened a lot.

Ao Bing followed Nezha among the flowers in the other courtyard, surrounded by the earthy fragrance soaked in new dew, and the bright moon was in the sky, so he could see it more transparently than the previous few days.

Ao Bing took a few steps and stopped under the bamboo frame for shade, "The weather is going to change."

"how is it like?"

"It's getting colder and it's going to rain. It's raining continuously. After the rain is over, the harvest will be good." Ao Bing said word by word.

Nezha walked two steps closer, helped him to sit on the rocking chair, stood beside him, and said, "What are you worrying about?"

"I do not have."

"You can't hide it from me. As I said, when you lie, your fingers move around involuntarily."

Ao Bing put his hand down and put it on his lap, "I'm just a little curious."

"Curious what?"

"Curious about what happened tonight."

Nezha smiled, "It's not worth your effort."

"But I'm curious."

"It's too dark, you should go to rest. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will tell you."

Ao Bing looked up at him, saw that his face was full of sincerity, turned his head, covered his mouth and yawned, "After walking a few steps, I'm really tired." Standing up with both hands on the rocking chair, Nezha stepped forward to help him. Stop, "then go back."

After returning to the room and lying down, Ao Bing bent over again, "Will you really tell me the answer tomorrow?"

"Don't worry." Nezha leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Sleep quickly. May you have me in your dreams."

But after sleeping until dawn, only Ao Bing and Xiao Qiu were left eye to eye in the room.

"Where's your father?" Ao Bing stepped on the thick blanket with his bare feet, holding the ball to wash his face.The washbasin is heated with Sanmi real fire as usual, and you will feel refreshed after washing.

Xiaoqiu patted his face, and said to Ao Bing who was still confused: "A man came this morning and said that he is a disciple of Kunyu Mountain. Dad talked to him a few words, and then followed to heaven."

"Kunyu Mountain? But what happened?"

Ao Bing set up the towel, took his son to the dinner table, and handed him chopsticks and spoons.Xiaoqiu took a mouthful of the porridge specially made for him, blew it hard, let out a whimper, and said, "I don't know. But it doesn't look like it's a big deal, and Dad's face hasn't changed. Mom, you know, Dad You can't hide anything."

"indeed so."

After the girls came to clean up the mess, Ao Bing stopped Xiaoqiu, who was about to go out while holding the ball, "Don't go out today, it will rain later. It's rare that your father is not here, so Godfather will teach you to read?"

Xiaoqiu originally planned to divert to play football with the servants in the courtyard, but seeing Ao Bing's earnest appearance, he didn't know how to refuse, so he just stood there in a daze.

"Don't you want to learn?"

"No, no." Xiao Qiu hurriedly waved his hand, put the bamboo and rattan ball by the wall, and obediently went to sit opposite Ao Bing.

Like his father, he didn't want to see his mother unhappy.Not even a momentary frown.

Ao Bing conjured up a scroll, spread it on the ground, and beckoned the ball to pass.The ball followed suit and was hugged tightly by a pair of arms.At the same time, he also felt something beating behind him from time to time.

"Is it my brother? Does he want to talk to me?" Xiaoqiu looked up at Ao Bing.

Hearing this, Ao Bing stroked his stomach, but found nothing unusual, and patted Xiaoqiu's face lightly, signaling him to concentrate on reading.

Just after reading two lines, Xiaoqiu noticed the movement behind him again.

"Really not." Ao Bing said.

After repeating the cycle several times, Ao Bing himself began to have doubts, and asked: "What kind of feeling?" Xiaoqiu was still immersed in the book at that time, ignoring his speech, and when Ao Bing asked again, He woke up and looked around.

"What's the matter, mother? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to call grandma?"

Ao Bing shook his head hastily, with a smile on his lips, "You look exactly like Nezha."

"Are you really okay?" Xiaoqiu's eyes kept falling on Ao Bing's stomach.Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to stick it, "He's moving, he's really moving!"

Ao Bing subconsciously wanted to touch his stomach, and his fingertips accidentally touched Xiao Qiu's hand, and a burst of slightly stronger force rushed towards him.He calmed down and blocked it with his own strength. It was quite strange that at the moment when his divine power was released, the power on the opposite side melted away and disappeared quickly.If it wasn't for the change in the strength in his body, Ao Bing really thought it was just his illusion.

"Mom?" Seeing his trance-like appearance, Xiaoqiu felt a little uncertain, and her voice trembled unconsciously.

Ao Bing quickly came back to his senses and rubbed his head, "It's nothing, don't worry. It's probably because I didn't sleep well last night, and I had an illusion. Where did Suixing see? Is there anything suspicious?"

Xiao Qiu nodded, pointing to a line of words on the scroll, "Here. Yes, and here, I don't quite understand this. Mother, you don't think I'm stupid, do you?"

"No. Sui Xing is still young, so he has to learn a lot of things slowly. Please take a look, this is..."

At this time, Ao Bing and Xiaoqiu, even Nezha who was standing outside the fairy mansion waiting for Yuanshi Tianzun to summon him, didn't realize that this upcoming child will bring them a series of unforgettable joys and sorrows in the future.

After stumbling and reading most of the scrolls, it was already lunch time.

Li Jing had to deal with business again, Yin Suzhi sent food over, and accompanied Ao Bing and his son to eat in the dining room.

"Has Zha'er not come back yet?" She asked after filling a large bowl of soup for both father and son.

Ao Bing shook his head, and wiped off the rice grains on Xiaoqiu's mouth, "Mother, what do you think will happen?"

"Since we don't ask you to go with us, it's probably not a big deal. Don't just eat, there's a big table of dishes. Give mother the plate, and mother will serve it for you."

Ao Bing hurriedly said no, and picked up a chopstick of food in a meaningful way.

Yin Su knew: "When I was pregnant with Zhaer, my stomach was as big as yours. At that time, I wanted to eat everything, but I couldn't eat anything. I just thought about giving birth to the child one day, so that I could accompany my husband to drive out demons as soon as possible. Exorcism."

"You don't know, Zha'er was very skinny when he was in my stomach. Both Jin Zha and Mu Zha wanted to see his younger brother, but they were kicked back by Nezha before they touched his stomach."

She laughed loudly, "At that time, I thought that my son would be a powerful character in the future. Who knows, when he grows up, he will become a god and become the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, and he will bring back such a cute and sensible you. Now And Xing'er, my mother is really happy."

Ao Bing pursed his lips and smiled, and added a piece of fish cheek to her plate.

This is the tenderest and most flavorful meat on the fish.

"I won't talk about that. I'm going to go shopping after dinner. I'm afraid I have to ask you for dinner. If you feel tired, you can tell the housekeeper not to tire yourself."

Ao Bing shook his head again and again.

After the meal, Ao Bing thought about it, stopped clearing the table, and said seriously: "Mother, thank you very much."

"Stupid child, why are you saying this all of a sudden?" Yin Suzhi waved his hand and called the girls who were waiting outside, "It's almost time for you to take a nap, go back first. Just leave it here for them."

The girls nodded.

Seeing this, Ao Bing said a few words to Yin Suzhi, and left with Xiaoqiu.

Yin Suzhi watched the big and small figures go away, then turned to the nearest girl and said, "Qiaocui, the next few months are the most important, you all pay attention. If Bing'er makes any request, you must first When the time is full, let me tell those servants by the way, the young lady comes first in everything. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

After returning to the room, Ao Bing and Xiao Qiu started wandering around the room because they were too stretched. The two of them occupied half of the space as if they had made an appointment, pacing back and forth.

While walking, the little ball summoned balls of wool on the table, strung them together with mana, and danced in front of his eyes, while Ao Bing read the rest of the scroll content with his waist straightened, and was occasionally disturbed by the "swoosh" sound made by the little ball .

"Mother, it seems like I haven't seen Uncle Yi for a long time." Xiaoqiu picked a pleasing one from the wool balls and played with it in his hand, "He promised me earlier that he would take me to play in the remaining three seas."

Ao Bing was taken aback, "When did you say that?"

"Last year? It seemed earlier?"

"Not long after he took over the Dragon Palace, he naturally has a lot of things to do. After he has been busy for a while, he will naturally come to see you. If you really want to see Sanhai, then you can ask Nezha to take you there. It happens to be able to help me Greetings to the uncles, I haven't seen them since your full moon drinking."

Ao Bing put away the scroll and went to make a bed for the little ball, "Ordinary people always say that three years old is eighty. But I really can't imagine what you will look like when you are 80 years old. Is it possible that you still love to play with balls of wool?"

Xiaoqiu snapped his fingers to return the ball of wool, climbed onto the bed and looked at Ao Bing, "What did your mother look like when she was three years old and when she was 80 years old?"

"Three years old, I remember, as for eighty..." Ao Bing laughed unconsciously, "I haven't arrived yet."

"Then how old are you this year?"

"Twenty is three. The ages of the dragon race and the human race are the same. No, it should be said that Nezha and I are the same age. Why are you so surprised? Do you think that we are all gods, and we will all be very old?" ?”

Xiao Qiu nodded blankly, then quickly shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. A little fairy asked me about my age before. I thought that I could still be so young after hundreds of years. I must have inherited the usual beauty of the Dragon Clan."

Aobing lay down with his stomach on his back, making sure to wrap the barrier well, then turned his body and patted Xiaoqiu's belly with his head on his side, "But in fact, I'm far from hundreds of years old."

"I want to hear a story," said the little ball.

Ao Bing hummed, "What do you want to hear?"

"How did you and dad meet? How did I come here? Also, why do those gods who look much older than me treat me with special respect every time I go to play in the sky?"

What's even more strange is that the Marriage Star Officer always asks him whether he has met anyone intentionally or unintentionally, and whether he has encountered any unusual things.

However, before Xiaoqiu could hear Ao Bing's story, his eyelids twitched, sending him into a warm and pleasant dreamland.

Ao Bing looked at this immature and lovely face, the corners of his mouth widened again.Just as he lay down and was about to rest, the beams of the room suddenly shook.And when he found out the reason, he couldn't help being surprised.

East China Sea dragon chant.