The rumored third prince

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed in January, and there was only one day left before the Qizhe Day.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals listened to the command of the messengers, and hurriedly sent out the invitation cards drawn by the Dragon King one after another, and there were still hundreds of invitations that had not been sent out after running away. No matter how fast the soldiers ran, Wan Mo would ignore any fairy family.

Ao Bing thinks that the birthday is a small matter, and it is not appropriate to make a big deal of it. However, the Dragon King has his own thoughts and does not take Ao Bing's opinion to heart. He taught the dragon soldiers to make the crystal palace full of bright colors everywhere. .

At noon, the Dragon Palace has not been half finished. Ao Bing was so bored that he simply went out to the sea and went to Qianyuan Mountain to find Nezha for a day. He never expected that he would only enter the Golden Cave. Before he could say a word, he was mercilessly kicked out by the host.

Tomorrow is the start of the day, but only two of Nezha's three dolls have been completed, and there is one semi-finished product that is slowly pecking on her hands. I am praying that the time will go slowly so that she can successfully complete the semi-finished product before tomorrow Now that Ao Bing is here, if she stops working, she will waste half a day. She is determined not to spare time to play with Ao Bing today, so she pushed him out the door as soon as she saw someone.

Ao Bing was helpless, looking at the closed cave door and sighing resentfully, never thinking that he would be rejected one day.

Jin Xia came from the bamboo forest and saw Ao Bing, she didn't know what happened before, so she casually reminded: "The third prince is here, senior brother is busy carving something, and he has ignored him for a month, why don't you go to another place first ?”

Ao Bing asked, "What to carve?"

Jinxia played with the long thorn, her arms became sore and limp, and she replied a little limply: "I don't know, I don't even let people take a look at it if it's so mysterious."

Ao Bing thought for a while, then his expression darkened, he turned around and left.

Although he left Qianyuan Mountain, he did not go back to Donghai, but went to Chentangguan, walking on the crowded streets.

Ao Bing thought, after being humble for so many years, it shouldn’t be too much to teach Nezha to come back and coax him today...

In fact, Ao Bing wasn't really angry with Nezha, after all, he was a person who felt close and joyful from the very first glance, so how could he get really angry with her?What's more, listening to Jinxia's words, you can know what she is preparing. Since you don't want me to see it, you can only make a face, so as to teach her not to reject him again next time. Apart from this, it seems that there is nothing better way out.

Jin Xia looked at the direction Ao Bing left, confused, shook her head and pushed open the door to enter the cave, muttering, "One or two are both talking to each other."

When passing by Nezha, he said again: "Brother, did you drive the third prince out just like that?"

Nezha replied without raising his head, "Well, what? Is he angry?"

Jin Xia said truthfully: "I don't know if she was angry, but she didn't look very well when she left."

Nezha said to ask Jinxia to practice kung fu, but she would check her homework tomorrow, but she was thinking about finding Ao Bing tomorrow and making amends to him, and she should be able to teach him to calm down.

Jinxia nodded, went to the back to buy some food, squatted beside Yang Chan, watching her sitting on the edge of the lotus pond with a lot of thoughts, sharpening the blade of her dagger one after another, it made him terrified, afraid that she would inadvertently hurt the hand.

"Sister Yang, what do you think senior brother is thinking?"

Yang Chan answered as if she didn't answer, and asked instead: "How do you see the growth of this lotus pond recently? I have been watching it all the time, and I always feel that they seem to be growing faster recently."

Without even thinking about it, Jinxia said: "Tomorrow when the sting comes, everything will grow when the thunder strikes, so it's not surprising that everything will grow faster."

After staring at the lotus pond for a while, I saw that the green lotus leaves in the lotus pond in the pond had buds. Thinking about it, lotus flowers often bloom in summer, and now that spring is coming, how could buds bloom? Woolen cloth?It seems a little strange.

They couldn't figure it out, and the two of them didn't come to any conclusions, so they had to attribute the reason to Taiyi Taoist gift, so it was different from ordinary lotus flowers.

Nezha heard the conversation between the two of them clearly. Although she didn't know the reason why her old man let Yang Chan plant flowers here, there was a different kind of aura in the lotus holder, which she still knew early in the morning. I could see it, but the aura didn't affect anything, and it was used as an opportunity for Yang Chan to calm down while practicing martial arts, so she didn't say anything.

But what is the use of this lotus, she really doesn't know.

In the evening, several dark clouds gathered in the sky to cover the orange-red setting sun, turning the sky dark and white, indicating that there will be rain tomorrow.

Nezha looked at the unfinished third doll in his hand, fell into deep thought, and thought to himself, "Why don't you finish it a few days later and give it to him?"

It was just now that I thought about it, after thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh: "But today, I kicked him out of the house, made him black face, procrastinating seems to be insincere, but it's not good!"

After pecking a few more times on the little doll, she rubbed her sore eyes, leaned on the desk and took a nap for half an hour, then got up and cut off half of the candle wick to make the light brighter.

The lamps and candles are not extinguished, and under the flying carving knife, the dim yellow candlelight illuminates another sleepless night.

At [-] o'clock the next day, the oil in the lamp was exhausted and the lamp dried up. There was a sound of '咵啪', which made Nezha's hand tremble in shock, and the carving knife turned into a fire-pointed gun scratched his palm, adding a new wound beside the old one.

The little puppet fell to the side, and it was already half-finished.

Nezha picked up the veil from the table, got up and went to the edge of the lotus pond, wiped away the blood, washed away the blood, and bandaged it briefly, then returned to the table and buried his head for a long time, finally made the doll's face clear Now, only the relatively simple part of the hair and clothes remains.

In the lifelike face and vivid expression, it can be seen that the sculptor has put his heart into it.

As the Dragon King wished, the Dragon Palace was decorated brilliantly, with colorful clouds, showing a thousand auras, reflecting rainbows on the sea surface, forming a sharp contrast with the dark sky.

Ao Bing was thinking about Nezha chasing him away yesterday, so he wanted to go out after breakfast this morning, so the banquet was only held at night, and the Dragon King only told him to come back at dusk at Xushi, Ao Bing agreed, and went back to the bedroom to pick it up Unexpectedly, before he walked out of the gate of the Crystal Palace, he ran into Ao Jinjin with a team of servants.

Out of politeness, Ao Bing paused, nodded slightly and said, "Cousin."

"Cousin." Ao Jin bowed and said softly, "Today is my cousin's birthday, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Ao Bing smiled slightly: "I have some things to go out, please feel free, cousin."

"Cousin is going to Qianyuan Mountain, right?" Ao Jinjin smiled lightly, raised her hand lightly, signaled the servant to step back, took out a palm-sized sandalwood box from her sleeve and handed it to Ao Bing, and said again : "This is a birthday present carefully prepared by Jin'er for my cousin, won't my cousin open it and have a look?"

Ao Bing stood still, and Ao Jinjin opened the wooden box on his own. Inside was a round sachet, made of gold and silver silk, with 'Nafu' embroidered on the front and a peace talisman on the back, with five claws hidden inside. Golden dragon graphics.

"There are not some fragrant flowers and rare herbs in here. Cousin, do you want to see what is in it?"

Ao Bing took a step back, turned sideways to avoid the sachet handed over by Ao Jinjin, and walked out of the palace gate.

Ao Jinjin looked at the back of Ao Bing leaving, pursed the corners of her lips and lowered her face, withdrew her hand and held the sachet tightly in her palm, pretending to be relaxed and said: "When the spring thunder strikes, everything is born, and the breeze blows to the world for spring. Qi Zhe today, my uncle invited all the gods and gods to celebrate my cousin's birthday, is my cousin going to abandon everyone?"

"I feel sorry for you, and I feel ashamed that I have nothing to do with you."

Ao Bing left in a flash, but only left such a sentence, which caused Ao Jinjin to walk away in a huff, and disappeared into the East China Sea Dragon Palace with a heart-pounding anger.

The sky is cloudy, the thunder is faint, the spring rain is falling, and the grass and trees that have been covered with drizzle are sprouting new shoots.Not long after, Ao Bing entered the range of Qianyuan Mountain with an umbrella, and the rain fell on the umbrella surface, dancing, slipping, and slipping from the edge of the umbrella.

When he stepped into the entrance of the Golden Cave, Jinxia took the umbrella and put it aside, and shouted, "The third prince is here?"

"Here we come." Ao Bing replied, but his pace did not stop. In the blink of an eye, he came to Nezha's side, put one hand on the table, bent slightly, and smiled.

Nezha hid the doll under the desk, cleared his throat, and pretended to be stupid: "What?"

Ao Bing: "..."

Nezha was a little annoyed, the puppet hadn't been finished yet, and she accidentally carved a crooked sleeve, but she didn't know what to say when she looked at Ao Bing, so she put her hands down and turned her face to cover it up. Her unspeakable embarrassment.

It turned out to be this...

Ao Bing saw Nezha's every move and acted as if he didn't know it at all, so he just asked with a smile, "Today, it's slanting wind and drizzle, should we go down the mountain?"

Although it was embarrassing, Nezha felt uncomfortable hiding it. She lowered her head, brought up the three dolls that had been hidden for a while from under the desk, and placed them up, and then held up the unfinished figure. I put it in front of Ao Bing.

Ao Bing took the wood carving and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing out loud, gods don't grow old, so Nezha carved an old self?Putting down the semi-finished product, he took the other two dolls and looked at them for a while, but they were almost the same as his current appearance.

"The me when I was young, the me now, and the old me." I really have a heart.

Not hiding anything, Nezha felt a lot more relaxed, picked up the carving knife, lay down on the desk and continued to work on the unfinished doll, and said in his mouth: "Actually, it could have been completed, but the first one was carved. At the time, I made some mistakes, and I didn't hold it steady for a while, so I broke my sleeve."

She wouldn't say that she was not proficient with the carving knife at the beginning, so that she accidentally cut the palm of her hand, which resulted in the shoulder and neck of the first puppet being carved.

"Don't worry, just rest for a while. It won't be too late to start work when I really show my old age." Ao Bing put down the puppet, took out the carving knife from Nezha's hand, stared at it for a while before saying seriously : "How long have you been carving, how did you turn your eyes into a white rabbit in the mountains?"

"It didn't take long." Nezha lay on the table and feebly changed the subject: "Why did you come so early today?"

"Thinking of having to deal with so many gods at night, I just feel a headache, so I want to go out for a walk," Ao Bing said jokingly, "I didn't go to your house, so I didn't know how to come here."

As soon as this remark came out, Nezha remembered the matter of chasing him yesterday, but he felt sorry for himself, and smiled dryly. Seeing that Yang Chan was concentrating on sharpening the dagger, he called Jinxia over and said to him, "Let me show you what you have achieved this month." I read."

"I don't know if senior brother wants to study literature or martial arts?" Jin Xia rubbed the corner of her clothes, feeling a little nervous.

Nezha picked up a yellowed bamboo stick from the side, and the meaning was obvious.

Jinxia curled her lips, put the wooden sword aside, pulled out the long thorn from her sleeve, and with a "shua" sound, the long thorn was divided into two ends, holding one on the left and one on the left, and the ring was fastened on the middle finger. Chop with an inch step, chop with a right swing step, chop and stab with a snake-like soft approach.

After watching for a long time, Nezha raised and lowered the bamboo stick in Nezha's hand several times. When Jinxia practiced the Liuhe posture, she still couldn't hold it back and only heard a crisp sound of "pop". , Jinxia showed red marks on the backs of her hands.

"More dexterity than strength, especially the last move. If I am your enemy, you only need to lightly move your backhand. It is still light if both of your arms are crippled. No matter how vicious your mind is, you will be able to break it when you bend down." When you lower your back to stab back, you only need to push back with your backhand, exert a little bit of strength to leverage your strength, and you will be stabbing yourself."

While speaking, Nezha glanced at Jinxia, ​​and fine red blood beads appeared on the back of his hand.

Jin Xia only felt a burning pain in his hands, which made him tremble uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't hold the two short thorns.

Nezha threw down the bamboo strips, handed Jinxia a bottle of wound medicine, wiped it and said, "It's one inch long and one inch strong. You are young and lack strength. It doesn't hurt to borrow some skill. You just blindly pursue lightness. How about using brute force to fight against you? You need to penetrate the force into the double thorns, and then use cleverness to adapt to the situation."

After hearing this, Jinxia realized that Nezha checked his homework in the past and only gave verbal instructions because he didn't intend to let him go down the mountain for a long time to practice, but today he actually beat him like he treated Mrs. Yin and Yang Chan. I have said more than once that after I go down the mountain, I will be a hero and help the poor.

When Jinxia thought of this, she was blaming herself for being careless, and she heard Nezha say again: "These all need actual combat, Qingmo is good at it, teach him how to feed you, go down the mountain later, you can eat less of these Flesh loss."

He bowed his head in response, and walked slowly towards the bamboo forest.

Nezha glanced secretly at Ao Bing, seeing that he was flipping the pages of the book with a natural expression, and had no intention of speaking, so he took two steps forward and asked, "Let's go?"

Ao Bing said without blinking, "Where are you going?"

Just now, in order to ease the embarrassment, she checked Jinxia's homework and put Ao Bing aside for half an hour. Hearing Ao Bing's question, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty, so she asked back, "Didn't you say you were going down the mountain?"

"If you have nothing else to do at this time, then go."

Ao Bing thought, don't be greedy, and accept as soon as you see it is the right way.The three-point grievance revealed in the words made Nezha feel ashamed, hurriedly straightened his sleeves and led the way in front of his head, thinking, even Ao Bing felt wronged, which shows how much he went too far today.