Nezha, catch that monkey

"Let me come, let me come, cheap, you can't show my unique handsomeness by telling Nezha directly!" The man grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve, rushed in front of Yang Jian, and looked at Nezha.

Nezha lay on Yang Jian's back and watched him quietly, waiting for him to speak.

The man in the crimson purple shirt straightened his clothes, stood upright, the curve of the corners of his lips was slowly smoothed, and his face lost half of his anger.

He opened his right hand slightly, and a weapon slowly changed from transparent to silver-gray and appeared in his hand, touching the clouds below and emitting a cold light from above.

The sharp thorns on the weapon are like a row of bird beaks, with nine teeth in a row.

That weapon has a well-known name - the nine-tooth rake.

He hugged the nine-toothed nail rake in his arms with a smile, and said loudly; "I am one of the four gods of the North Pole, the first god of the Leibu who holds 36 generals in charge of the sky—Marshal Tianpeng!"

"Marshal Tianpeng..." Nezha's lips parted into an ugly arc, and he looked at the man in front of him with black lines, feeling as if he had been struck by nine thunderbolts.

"You... are... Canopy?" Nezha hesitated for a while, but still asked bravely.

"Yes, Nezha, I am the most handsome and handsome brother Tianpeng in the heaven, do you feel my handsomeness now?" Tianpeng blew on the broken hair hanging on the eyelids, put away the nine-toothed nail rake, He cast a wink at Nezha.

"He... is really a canopy?" Nezha still couldn't believe it, and turned his head to ask Yang Jian.

"En." Yang Jian nodded. He looked at the man with warm eyes and a smile on his lips.

Well, Nezha decided to silently empty his image of the canopy marshal with a big belly and a lazy uncle, and reluctantly changed it to this narcissistic second-year-old.

"Third brother, I know you must have been intimidated by my handsomeness. Although you didn't say anything, brother, I know that you are acquiescing."

Nezha silently rolled his eyes, lowered his head, took an elixir and threw it in the air, without saying a word.

Nesting in Yang Jian's arms, she gnawed on the elixir and thought that indeed only a person as weak as Tianpeng would be stupid enough to be reborn in the animal realm.

Yang Jian hugged Nezha and led the canopy, and rushed straight to the 33rd heaven.

Before entering the door, I saw a four or five-year-old boy in Tsing Yi standing in the yard, holding a huge alchemy furnace with his short arms and throwing it forcefully to the right, then quickly ran to the right to catch it and threw it to the left. Back and forth, without stopping.

Taishang Laojun was leaning lazily under a locust tree in the yard, gently shaking a purple bamboo bone landscape folding fan, and said to the little boy; You can eat two elixir."

"Thank you Master, Master treats the meatballs the best!" Xiao Tong raised his head and looked at his master gratefully, and nodded excitedly.

"Well, Wanzi is so good. Let Wanzi say that Master is the most beautiful. Master will definitely win Taiyi Zhenren's and show it to Master." Taishang Laojun closed his eyes silently, ready to enjoy his apprentice praise.

"Okay, master and father are the most... sister Nezha!" Wanzi stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, and shouted in a joyful tone.

Taishang Laojun Wenyan opened his eyes and saw Wanzi throw the alchemy furnace to the right without looking back, and ran towards Yang Jian.

"Wanzi... Wanzi, the elixir for the teacher, the elixir for the teacher, hello!" The Taishang Laojun immediately exploded from under the tree, furious.

The one-hundred-jin alchemy furnace flew obliquely to the right, getting lower and lower, and it was about to hit the ground.

The canopy didn't say anything, and saw a piece of purple clothes flying, and in a blink of an eye, the alchemy furnace had landed firmly on the ground.

"My elixir, the elixir that I have worked so hard to refine for many days! Wanzi, you... Wanzi, you are not allowed to eat anything today, and anyone who gives you is not allowed to eat it!" Looking at the elixir inside, he stared at the ball and yelled.

"Master... Wanzi was wrong. Wanzi forgot when she saw that sister Nezha was too excited. Master forgive Wanzi, err..." The little boy pulled his sleeves with both hands and looked at Taishang with teary eyes. Laojun.

"It's useless to cry. How many times have I told you that when the elixir is about to come out of the furnace, you must throw it back and forth like this, to ensure that the elixir can evenly receive the heat in the furnace at the end. Don't you Arrived, ruined a furnace of elixir for the teacher."

"Master, father, Wanzi was wrong, Wanzi really forgot accidentally, huh..." Wanzi moved to the side of Taishang Laojun and cried softly.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them... yes, it's just that Wanzi is the ninth day of the lunar new year, right?" Taishang Laojun's eyes flashed a hint of cunning.

"Well, master, remember this meatball!"

"Well, I thought about it for the teacher, your child is growing up, and you can't do without eating, I decided for the teacher, I want you to pay me!" Taishang Laojun gently patted Wanzi's head.

"Master... as long as Master lets Wanzi eat delicious food, I can pay you whatever you want." Wanzi wiped away her tears, slowly stretched out her hand, and pinched her master's blue sleeve.

"Succeed, when your family sends things later, let Master choose one or two items." Taishang Laojun pretended to be very embarrassed and said.

"Yeah, good master!"

"En... Well, what a fart, if you agree, make tea for me!" Taishang Laojun glared at Wanzi.

"Old demon~ fine, this is your fault. A child as big as Wanzi is used by you as a coolie every day, and you still punish him." Canopy leaned on the alchemy furnace and watched Wanzi leave the yard with his little butt pouted. The figure fights against injustice.

"You are the old demon, marshal Tianpeng thinks that all the immortals are as rough as you, so they have lost their correct aesthetics?" Taishang Laojun said with his fingers slowly sliding across his lips.

"I'm handsome, who looks like a bitch like you, old demon~ fine!"

"You rough man!"

"Old demon~ fine!"

"Rough people!"

"Fairy~ fine!"

"Stop arguing!" Nezha rubbed his frowning brows, shouted at the two, looked sideways at the man in Tsing Yi and said, "Are you the Supreme Lord?"

"Yes, I am Taishang Laojun." Taishang Laojun took a deep breath, brushed his black hair on his shoulders, and said while stroking his face.

"You shouldn't be the youngest, I think you should be an old man with white hair and youthful face."

"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about, you've lived for so many years and you're still a baby, and if I live longer, I should be an old man. It's an insult to my appearance!"

"Then you... are called Taishang Laojun." Nezha thought to himself, this heaven is different from what he remembers.

"Taishang Laojun has lived for too long and his seniority is too high, calling Laojun just out of people's respect for him." Taiyi Daoist came from outside the door, glanced at Taishang Laojun's naked ~ exposed large area of ​​honey The skin said; "Although, he is old and disrespectful."

"Taiyi, you..."

"I'm just telling the truth." Daoist Taiyi walked under the locust tree, picked a stone bench and sat facing the Taishang Laojun.

"Taiyi...are you my master?" Nezha asked.

"Of course, otherwise you might end up with Wanzi."

"Real and real... By the way, sister Nezha's fate is not much better than Wanzi's." Tianpeng saw a person who could restrain Taishang Laojun, and immediately moved up to him, shook his head, and said regretfully.

"Oh?" Taiyi raised his eyebrows.

"She's stupid, so stupid that she doesn't remember anything."

"Really?" Taiyi conjured a cup of tea out of thin air, held it in his hand, lifted the lid of the tea, and looked down at the tea leaves in the cup.

"Yes, isn't she stupid if she doesn't remember anything?"

"That's it." Master Taiyi raised his head slowly, and said to the canopy; "Even if I don't remember anything, my apprentice is smarter than you."

"Old man, you..." Tianpeng clenched his fist silently.

"What about me...Remember, you are not allowed to call Taishang Laojun Laoyao~jing casually in the future. Also, you guys, don't say that Nezha is a girl." Taiyi's tone was cold, but with Full majesty.

"Me!" Tianpeng quickly rushed towards Taiyi Daoist,

But he didn't expect to be stopped by Yang Jian.

Yang Jian held Nezha in one hand and restrained the canopy with the other.

He shook his head at the canopy.

"The real person has offended the canopy just now, I hope the real person will not take it to heart." Yang Jian said.

"I won't take it to heart."

"Then I would like to ask the real person, the third brother, is there any way?"

"My apprentice, if there is no way, we must conjure up a way." The real man drank the tea.

"The real man, can you tell me what the method is?" Yang Jian asked.

"You will know later, why waste your tongue."

"Then what do we need to prepare?"

"Nothing."

"Then, now..."

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"kindness."

"What are you waiting for? I said you old man, can you make your words clear, Nezha is also your apprentice after all, is it really okay for you to be so cold-blooded?" Tianpeng endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, Nezha, are you cold-blooded as a teacher?" Taiyi looked at Nezha and asked.

Hearing the familiar cold voice, Nezha felt a warm feeling in his heart for some reason, and shook his head involuntarily.

"My disciples don't even say that I am cold-blooded, so why do you think it has anything to do with me?"

"You old man, do you want to fight!"

"Tianpeng, stop making trouble." Yang Jian yelled at Tianpeng, looked at the real person Taiyi with a humble posture and said; "Tianpeng is also too impatient because he cares about the third younger brother, can the real person tell whether Yi Er is waiting for you?" What?"

"Wait someone."

"Wait someone?"

"Well, I'm really tired from listening to you guys. Let me tell you, Nezha, a fun-loving little ancestor, sneaked down to the earth with his soul, but escaped the wrong reincarnation and ran into his own body thousands of years later. And after tens of thousands of years, she will have forgotten everything except her memory." Taishang Laojun really couldn't stand the conversation between the two people, so he explained.

"So that's the case." Yang Jian nodded; "So."

"So, in the whole world, there is only one who can remind Nezha." Taishang Laojun smiled, pointed to the south with his index finger.

"Yes, the little god offended." Yang Jian smiled, put Nezha down, and pulled the canopy to leave.

"Baby...you just know what to leave?!" Canopy was puzzled.

"It's okay, Nezha will be fine."

"what?"

"Well, Nezha's master is here, so what are you worried about, let's find someone to talk about your business." Yang Jian said, dragging the canopy to go out, and left 33 Chongtian without looking back.