The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

When Nezha came back, he saw such a scene.

Xiaoqiu sat alone at the table and ate with special chopsticks. There was an enchantment around his body. At first glance, he looked like a blue little dragon.As soon as he saw Nezha, he put down his spoon and ran over, hugged his calf tightly, and raised his newly cut head.

"Father, you're back? Come and eat."

Nezha reached out and touched his head, but instead of sitting down as he wanted, he stretched out his palm to check the air around him.After some time, he asked, "Where's your mother?"

He couldn't find Ao Bing's breath even in the sky and into the earth, so he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

The little ball rolled her eyes like grapes, let go of her hands and returned to the original position, put the chopsticks belonging to Nezha on the side of the plate, and waved at him, "Mother went out, she said she has something urgent to do."

What kind of urgent matter can make him not even have time to say a word to himself?

While thinking about it, Nezha still listened to his son, sat down next to him, and gave him a side full of vegetables, "Eat more, it's all your favorite food, right? Eat well, sleep well, and grow taller sooner." .”

Xiaoqiu nodded vigorously, raised her chopsticks and squinted her eyes with a smile, "Father, don't worry, mother will definitely come back soon. Come, you eat this, grandma said this is delicious."

Nezha didn't refuse, just bit off a slice of lotus root with his son's hand.

After dinner, Nezha walked around the streets of Chentangguan with a small ball, as a reward for his obedient stay at home today, and let him choose some toys he likes freely.When I came back, I saw that my son was struggling to hold it, so I helped him take most of it away.

Little Ball held a red windmill in his hand, stretched out his small mouth and blew a few times, and with the wind blowing, the little windmill creaked and turned in circles, like a red flower in full bloom.

"Do you like this?" Nezha gently shook the rattle with one of his conjured hands, looked up at the looming moon in the sky, as if caught in a long memory, "Bing'er also likes it. Back then, when I was playful, I made His Majesty the Eastern Emperor , that is, the windmill left to him by your grandfather Dong was smashed. Binger fought with me for three whole days because of this matter. We grew up together for so many years, and it was the first time I saw him so angry."

Xiao Qiu stopped talking, looked at Nezha curiously, and let the windmill whir, "And then?"

"Then?" Nezha smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "As an apology, I made him a windmill on top of a mountain. Well, it's as big as that mountain."

Xiaoqiu followed his fingers and saw that it was one of the largest mountains outside Chentang Pass. He couldn't help but let out a wow, "Then the scene at that time must have been spectacular? Did mother cry?"

"He didn't cry, it was someone else who cried."

"Who?"

"Got home."

Xiaoqiu was stunned, and was startled to realize that the plaque of Li's mansion was close at hand.

"Father, I want to hear you finish this story before going to bed, is that okay?" Seeing that Nezha didn't respond, he lowered his head to scan the toys in his arms, and finally stopped on a dragon-shaped puppet, "In exchange, I will present this doll to my mother."

Nezha glanced at it. Although the workmanship of this puppet was not exquisite, it was indeed similar to Ao Bing's appearance when he transformed into a dragon, so he nodded in agreement.

When the father and son returned to their room, they found Yin Suzhi and two girls waiting inside.

"Mom, what is this for?"

Yin Su knew that the girls put away their things, and said to Nezha, "I'll help Xing'er take a bath tonight, your master has something to ask you, and he's talking with your father in the study."

"What do you want from me?" Nezha was a little curious. During the day, he had already accepted the enlightenment book written by Yuanshi Tianzun for Xiaoqiu. Could there be more?

He headed to the study room full of doubts.

Daoist Taiyi was playing chess with Li Jing, and it was the time when he was thinking hard.Nezha didn't make a sound, just approached lightly, and stood by the table to watch the battle.The two were silent for a long while before he said: "Master, you should come down here, otherwise my father will block your rear and wipe out your entire army."

"You bastard." Li Jing shouted.

Nezha stuck out his tongue, urging Master Taiyi to make a quick move. The opponent frowned, as if he was thinking, but in the end he put the chess piece where Nezha pointed.

"You do have some skills." Li Jing twisted the chess piece, thought for a moment before putting it down.

After touching a few chess pieces, he fiddled with the chess pieces in the chess box, and said in a deep voice, "Really, you have won." The real Taiyi was surprised, stood up and patted Nezha on the shoulder, his eyes were full of smiles, "Nezha , I haven't seen you for a long time, your chess skills have improved a lot."

Nezha snorted, "It's because you have regressed."

"You stinky boy, you're still cocking your tail after a few compliments." Master Taiyi laughed.

After he had laughed enough, Nezha asked about the purpose of calling him here. Upon hearing this, Master Taiyi exchanged a glance with Li Jing, put on a serious look, and hooked Nezha to a bamboo chair with his dust whisk to sit down.

"Honey, it's not a big deal, but we're thinking about talking to you."

Nezha's heart was slightly suspended, Li Jing was always serious, and it was not surprising that he had a straight face, but the always happy Taiyi Daoist also showed such an attitude, I am afraid that this matter is not too small.

"Master, Dad, you guys have something to say." He paused, "Does this matter have anything to do with Bing'er?"

Master Taiyi nodded.

"You must have discovered that no matter what method you use, you can't find Ao Bing?"

"Yes."

Daoist Taiyi flicked his whisk, hung it on the other hand, and continued, "Master, please ask your younger brother before coming. It was you, Master Jiang, who made a fortune telling that Ao Bing is still alive."

"Among the Three Realms, who else is brave enough to touch Bing'er?" Nezha suddenly wanted to laugh, but the elders in front of him were all so serious, so he didn't feel embarrassed to be rude, so he cleared his throat and said, "Master, You can speak directly if you have something to say, without beating around the bush like this. Is there anything in this world that I, Nezha, haven’t experienced? I’m not even afraid of death, so would I be afraid of other things?”

"Really? The baby has really grown up." Daoist Taiyi smiled gratifiedly, and exchanged glances with Li Jing, "Then master just said that Ao Bing is alive, but he was called back to the Dragon Palace by the Dragon King of the East Sea, the last Dragon King of the East Sea and locked him up Hey! Where are you going with the fire point gun, baby?"

"Ping Donghai, take Bing'er home."

Li Jing raised his sleeves and displayed a barrier in front of Nezha, "Nezha, listen to the real person first. If the matter is serious, I will help you." Nezha got the promise and calmed down a little, but the veins on his forehead did not disappear , the whole person was murderous.

Master Taiyi swallowed his saliva, "I don't know what happened, but this news was learned when Xuanwu Shangshen went to sea to find someone. Xuanwu Shangshen has always been on good terms with you, so you should believe his words?"

"What's the reason? What's Ao Guang Guan Bing'er doing?" Nezha called out his father-in-law's name in a panic. Li Jing wanted to reprimand him, but now he, like his son, wanted to know the reason.

In his heart, Ao Bing is a well-behaved, sensible, gentle, and kind boy. If he could choose, he hoped that he would be his son.Of course, being able to be his daughter-in-law now also feels like a gift from God.

"It is precisely because I don't know that I want to discuss it with you."

Nezha's anger remained undiminished, but the words he said were cold, "What do you need me to do?"

"Suixing doll and Bingwa's mother and child are connected, and they are the next dragon god, with infinite mana in their bodies. Therefore, Master wants to ask you to guide Suixing doll to use his power to understand the whole story."

Nezha immediately shook his head.

"Master, Bing'er is very important to me and our family, but Xiaoqiu is my son, and you all know his current ability. I can't let my son easily participate in such a thing that requires a lot of mana. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, but any injury will hurt."

Li Jing said: "Nezha's words are not unreasonable. My lord, didn't we think of other ways just now? How about telling Nezha that he and Ao Bing know the situation of Suixing best, so it's perfect for him to make the decision."

"Alright."

The little ball lying on the side of the bathtub enjoying Yin Suzhi's balm sneezed, rubbed his suddenly itchy nose with his little hand, and asked, "Grandma, where do you think my mother will go? When she comes back, she will bring me something delicious." , is it fun?"

Yin Suzhi gently massaged him, patted his white buttocks from the water, and replied: "Yes. Bing'er loves our Xing'er the most, and he must be thinking of you in everything. As for where he went, he is an adult, so of course he will." My own opinion."

"I don't know if I went to some interesting place. Grandma, I really envy you, and I want to grow up soon."

"Well, there will be such a day. Alright Xing'er, you can play in the water here for a while, and grandma will get you a clean towel."

Xiao Qiu responded, and slapped his legs vigorously, as if he was about to fly into the sky in the next moment.

The servant carried away the bathtub and replaced it with a new wave of hot water. The girls cleaned up the mess and left. Yin Suzhi kept patting his back while holding the ball, humming a song.After listening to most of the song, Xiaoqiu's eyes are still bright.

"It's time to sleep." Yin Suzhi said.

He shook his head, "I made an agreement with my father to listen to him tell stories at night. If my father didn't come back, I can't sleep, so I have to abide by the agreement with him. This is a man's behavior." Yin Suzhi nodded in satisfaction, praised a few words, and hugged the little ball Sit at the table and accompany him to read the book Nezha brought back.

When the sky was darker, Nezha came back.

"Zha'er, you..." Nezha stopped him with a shake of his head.

Although Yin Suzhi was perplexed, but seeing that the outside was getting darker and heavier, she didn't stay any longer, she quickly got up and closed the door to leave.

Xiaoqiu was still pondering over the words in the book, so he pushed the scroll towards Nezha, pointing to his troubles, and Nezha explained it seriously, and he nodded half-understood.

After asking a few more words, sleepiness clearly appeared on Xiaoqiu's face. Nezha didn't want to let him hang on, so he said, "If you're tired, go to bed. Daddy will tell you a story."

"Is it the story of Windmill Hill?"

"Ah."

The little ball grinned two rows of small teeth, ran to the bed and lay down, covered the quilt tightly, and patted the empty space beside him, "Father, come here quickly, or I won't be able to sleep."

"You kid..." Nezha shook his head helplessly, smiled lightly, folded his clothes and lay down beside him, propped up his head with one hand, and patted his belly with the other, "What did I say earlier?"

"Speaking of you moving a windmill mountain for your mother, you made your mother cry."

Nezha frowned, "What the hell are you listening to with one ear here and the other?" Xiaoqiu made a face at him, giggling happily.

"Your mother really didn't cry. If you don't believe me, you can ask him then. The one who cried is Yue Lao. As for your mother, he is quite happy. Didn't you see the red windmills standing in the four corners of this room? That's all you Mother's idea."

Xiao Qiu looked at the four corners, "I thought these four windmills represented Suzaku's four uncles."

"It's too wasteful to call them with a windmill, just blow a whistle."

"Is it like how Uncle Yang Jian summoned the Roaring Sky Dog?"

"Correct."

The four patron saints who were resting in the Sifang Palace all felt a chill down their backs.

Xu Shi played around for too long today, and Xiao Qiu didn't even finish half of the story, so he just fell asleep.Nezha stared at his face, which was half or half like that of Ao Bing, and sighed faintly.

In the end, you still have to make a choice between your daughter-in-law and your children.Difficult, even more difficult.