Feng Shen: In the will of King Zhou, I am actually the elder brother of Di Xin

"General, please have a meal."

In the simple posthouse, Nezha is shaking a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

Hearing this, he glanced at the porridge, one dish, and three steamed buns in the hands of the adjutant.

I can't help but think of the delicacies of mountains and seas when I was born in Zhou Wuwangying.

Despite my hunger, I lost my appetite.

So he frowned and said, "Take it off, I'm not hungry."

If the young master is still in King Wu's camp now, and he has no worries about food and clothing, he will still be a guest of honor.

Doesn't it look like doing everything now depends on the wink?

Have to work hard every day to eat bran swallowed vegetables?

The more Nezha thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and he was very unconvinced.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he lay down on the wooden bed with two big dark circles under his eyes.

But after less than two hours, he was woken up by the early riser Shang Rong.

"Nezha, it's time to get up and train!"

In Shang Rong's eyes, Nezha's group of monster soldiers looked ugly.

Everyone is sitting or not sitting, standing or not standing.

It doesn't look like a mighty teacher.

The only thing Shangtang can count on now is the group of soldiers under Nezha.

So Shang Rong worked tirelessly every day, supervising and urging him day and night.

"It's so early in the morning, is this old man going to die!"

Nezha, who had just been woken up from a deep sleep, was furious, wishing he could kick Shang Rong over.

But thinking of Su Ziyi, Nezha didn't dare to complain.

I just greeted Shang Rong's ancestors over and over in my heart.

"Come on, what's the noise in the early morning?"

After doing a thousand times of mental construction, Nezha pushed the door and walked out.

Shang Rong, who leaned against the door leaf unprepared, almost fell down.

Regardless of Shang Rong who was as excited as a chicken blood, Nezha walked away.

In the training ground, looking at the dark-faced coach, the demon soldiers did not dare to show their anger.

I was afraid that I would be unlucky and hit the muzzle of a gun today, but I couldn't afford to walk around.

"First column from the left, one, two, three, four...sixth."

"Yes, it's you, what are you looking at? Come out!"

A tortoise demon that was spotted by Nezha was dumbfounded, but had to come out.

"Are you deaf?"

Nezha looked straight at the turtle demon.

"General, I... I have good ears."

The tortoise demon looked at Nezha above him, and said in fear.

"Since it's good, why are you always a beat slower than others? You can't keep up with others when you walk, so what's the use of you?"

Nezha just reprimanded him for catching the tortoise demon.

"I...I..."

The tortoise demon who suffered from the unreasonable disaster stuttered, but was so refuted that he couldn't say anything.

"Go, I will punish you to run with the soldiers in front, when you can outrun him, when will you rest!"

Nezha snorted coldly, and after finishing speaking, he finally felt at ease physically and mentally.

And the tortoise demon, looking at a rabbit spirit in front of him, dared not speak out.

In a small village outside Chaoge City, King Wu of Zhou's army was stationed here.

Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou, went out to look at the sky from time to time.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, Jiang Ziya was still missing, so he had to sleep with his clothes on.

When I fell into a dream, I suddenly felt that there was someone beside me.

King Wu of Zhou didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly woke up from his sleep.

Seeing that it was Jiang Ziya in Taoist uniform, Fang felt relieved.

"Yafu, why did you delay this trip for so long?" King Zhou Wu asked.

Jiang Ziya shook his head and said: "This matter is a long story, we will discuss it later."

While speaking, he coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

When King Wu of Zhou saw it, he couldn't help being shocked and said, "Who hurt Yafu? I'll call the accompanying imperial physician to heal you!"

Jiang Ziya said: "The minister is fine, and he will recover after dawn at the latest."

He said again: "I came here late at night because I have something important to discuss with the king."

Seeing this, King Wu of Zhou hurriedly said, "Yafu is polite, I have something to say."

Jiang Ziya then said: "A while ago we carelessly took Nezha away by that Su Ziyi."

"Nezha is the only general on Su Ziyi's side, and he's one of us."

"For the current plan, as long as Nezha is brought back, Su Ziyi and his troops will be destroyed without a leader."

When King Wu of Zhou heard about it, he clapped his palms and smiled, "Wonderful, what Yafu said is wonderful!"

"If this is the case, Shangtang will be broken in the near future!"

He said again, "It's just, Yafu, who is going to bring Nezha back?"

Jiang Ziya stroked his beard and said: "This minister has already thought about the way when he comes."

"Let's send Yang Jian there. This man is brave and resourceful, has great abilities, and is familiar with Nezha, so he will definitely fulfill his mission!"

After hearing this, King Wu of Zhou said, "I think so too. Then follow what Yafu said."

At this time, it was just after the second watch, and the sky was dark and the moon was closed.

Jiang Ziya counted for a while and said, "It's not too late. If it's too late, I'm afraid that Nezha will have a second heart. Let Yang Jian go at this time."

When King Wu of Zhou heard this, he immediately called his trusted soldiers to tell Yang Jian to come to the main tent.

Without a cup of tea, Yang Jian has arrived.

"Your Majesty looking for a minister?" Yang Jian bowed to King Wu of Zhou.

"Yang Jian, I have something for you to handle."

"Nezha was arrested by Su Ziyi the day before yesterday, so you take Nezha back to the army at night, it's not too late."

King Wu of Zhou got straight to the point.

Seeing this, Yang Jian said excitedly, "Since Nezha was captured by Su Ziyi the day before yesterday, I feel uneasy."

"Your Majesty does not need to order this matter. Yang Jian will live up to his mission and rescue Nezha."

As he spoke, he heard a sound in the air.

Yang Jian was no longer seen in the camp of King Wu of Zhou.

King Wu of Zhou and Jiang Ziya smiled at each other, not worried, and fell asleep separately.

……

But Yang Jian was excited when he heard King Wu of Zhou's words.

Jumping into the air at once, Yufeng walked for a while, and entered the realm of Chaoge early.

Worried that Su Ziyi would see through if the real body went.

So he straightened his body and bent his waist.

Suddenly, there was a puff of scattered smoke in the night sky where you couldn't see your fingers.

After the smoke passed, the handsome boy with white face and three eyes disappeared.

In the night sky, a small fly is not eye-catching, sneaking quietly.

After a while, Yang Jian's incarnate fly came to a simple post house.

Following the broken window paper, he bypassed several demon soldiers guarding outside the post without any effort.

The fly flew all the way and stopped for a while outside the innermost and best room of the posthouse.

After hearing Nezha's familiar snoring sound, the fly slipped in through the crack of the door.

"This kid, you are still sleeping so soundly at this time!"

Yang Jian was very excited when he saw Nezha intact.

I just wanted to go forward and pat Nezha to wake him up.

Thinking of something suddenly, he blew on Nezha.

Nezha, who was sleeping, was dreaming that he was chasing a stunning woman, when he suddenly felt itching between his nostrils.

After yawning in his sleep, he woke up suddenly.

When Yang Jian saw it, he quickly covered Nezha's mouth and nose with his hands and eyes.

"Hush, it's me, Yang Jian, I'm here to save you."

Yang Jian flipped his body and turned back into his previous appearance.

Seeing that it was Yang Jian, Nezha gave up the idea of ​​shouting.

Turning to staring at Yang Jian suspiciously, he said, "What are you doing here?"

As he said that, Nezha moved inside vigilantly.

When he was first caught, no one came to rescue him.

Now that he has surrendered to the enemy, what else is he doing here?Is it faster to get rid of him?

Seeing the vigilant look in Nezha's eyes, Yang Jian said with a wry smile.

"Brother Nezha, you don't have to be like this."