【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, thousands of houses are lit up, full of joy and banter.

Although the Kunshan sect practices the morality of nature, they don't mind having an extra meal.

Because every year on this day, the patriarch would go out to eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls. Ao Bing began to prepare the ingredients from the night before. Whether it was sesame or sweet beans, they were all turned into powder under Ao Bing's knife, and finally mixed with The sugar water is wrapped in a ball.

Early the next morning, the Taoist temple under the mountain gate will be lively, and many disciples from the outer sect will go down the mountain to help. Ao Bing kneads the dough by himself, wraps it with sweet insides, and after finishing the patriarch's share, he goes I made one without sweet beans alone, because Nezha doesn't like to eat it. Although I don't know if the other party will have time to go back to the mountain this time, Ao Bing still habitually left a bowl for the younger brother.

The glutinous rice balls rise and fall into the boiling water, and they are put into the bowl transparently and softly. Ao Bing extinguishes the fire, leaving only a little residual heat to simmer the big stove. The blue porcelain bowl set up in the pot is full of fragrant glutinous rice balls. Taking a sip with the spoon, it was so sweet that my eyes narrowed.

As one of the oldest martial arts masters in the world, Yuanshi Tianzun is actually very naughty most of the time, which can be seen from his preference to buy rattles of different shapes.

To this day, Ao Bing still has 24 rattles with different shapes and drum surfaces inserted in his house. Nezha has laughed at him several times for this. After being taught a lesson, Nezha became more and more powerful, and the lesson turned into a fight, and Ao Bing's winning rate gradually decreased.

Many outer sect disciples thought that by the time Nezha was [-] years old, he would be the master of the Kunshan sect.

Of course, if there was no such accident.

As soon as he woke up, Ao Bing found himself in another room. The scent wafting in the room made him hungry. When he turned over and sat up, the chain on his wrist made a series of reminders. He glanced at his brow and broke it twice. , and found that with his internal force, he could not stop pulling it.

"Brother is awake? Would you like something to eat?"

Although he was sitting in the house, after Li Nezha lost his aura, Ao Bing didn't notice the other party's position for a moment. When Nezha walked out from the screen behind him, his clothes had changed. That one is quite simple.

"You call me senior brother, is that how you treat me after a long absence?"

Raising his wrist and shaking the chain, the handcuffs have not shown the slightest sign of heating since they touched the skin. Although Ao Bing is still sleepy, he can still think of the origin of this thing.

"I said, senior brother, you have thrown yourself into a trap, so of course I should treat you well."

Sitting down at the table with his sword and golden horse lifted, Nezha took a sip from the soup bowl on the table, and it was already a bit cold.

"It wasn't you who designed me, how could I be here."

Nezha pursed his lips and let out a chuckle, and Nezha admitted that he really liked Ao Bing's pretentious and serious character.

"If you couldn't see that I wanted to lure you out of the city, you wouldn't have waited in the inn for seven days."

"I've been waiting for seven days for you to come."

"So you think it's better to go out of the city for a while and lure the snake out of the hole."

The palm of the hand warmed the edge of the bowl, and the already slightly cold broth suddenly ignited a white mist, which smelled really good.

"You expected that I would show up, so you chose to take the risk alone. Naturally, I will follow the trend and invite you to come over."

Holding the bowl and walking to the bed, Nezha blew on the spoon twice, then brought the soup to Ao Bing's mouth.

He pursed his mouth and opened it, but when he reached out to grab it, Nezha moved away naturally.

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was scooped up. Ao Bing swallowed the hot soup in his mouth and had no choice but to accept his fate. After all, the bowl didn't look big, so he shouldn't be able to drink it for long.

Although the soup bowl is not big, Nezha can feed it very slowly. Anyway, he uses his internal energy to warm it up when it is cold. After going back and forth a few times, Ao Bing just covered his mouth and stopped drinking. It's not like he couldn't see this guy coming up lips, do you want to invite him to drool? !

"Can you still talk properly?" Ao Bing asked in a humming voice, covering his nose with his sleeves. Nezha thought about it, but he stopped teasing him.

"Go ahead." Leaning lazily on the edge of the bed, Nezha put one leg up on the bed, and put his knee against Ao Bing's waist, bumping against him repeatedly.

"Where's the weapon you snatched?"

"What do you mean snatching, it's obviously my spoils of war."

"You know that these big sects love face, why do you do this?"

"Why should I do this, don't you know, Senior Brother?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the tip of his eyebrows, and Nezha quickly suppressed the coldness that flashed in his dark pupils. Isn't it because of these so-called decent families that he will be today?

"They hurt you..."

"Yes, brother, you also know that they harmed me, but no one stood up for me, did they?"

Speaking of which, Nezha didn't want to hide the sarcasm in his eyes any more, he hooked the shackles on Ao Bing's wrist with his protruding fingers and pulled it forward forcefully. Straight hit the opponent's shoulder.

After a sharp pain, Ao Bing saw the long hair falling from the side of his face, and the hairpin on the top of his head was pulled away by Nezha, and three thousand worries fell down his shoulders like a waterfall.

Taking off Ao Bing's hairpin and playing with it in his hands, Nezha is not going to leave any usable weapons for this senior brother.

"All five of them said you were dead."

"Too bad I didn't."

"I went to find you."

"But it's too late."

Pushing Nezha's chest with both hands, Ao Bing sat back. He was not used to being so close to people, and no matter how much he said those great principles, he couldn't erase the resentment in Nezha's heart, so he didn't come here to persuade the other party to let go. .

"They want to gather eminent Shaolin monks to attack the Demon Sect. Although you are powerful, the Northern Demon Sect has lived here for many years and has left countless clues. If I can find you, they will definitely be able to."

"Then let them come."

The fingers hooked on the chain rubbed Ao Bing's wrist. Nezha liked the feeling of looking down at Ao Bing. The fan-like eyelashes of the other party trembled slightly, like a butterfly with wings, a little weak and deceitful.

"The patriarch expelled you back then because he didn't want you to be sad, but now you have provoked a big enemy but you don't care. If something happens to you, what will happen to your master and your parents?!"

"Then treat it as if I had died yesterday."

On the Lantern Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, Ao Bingwen's glutinous rice balls in the pot became a mess. He didn't wait for Nezha who had gone out to return, but after nightfall, he received the news that the other party was in danger and fell off a cliff and died.

He delivered the goods to the door by himself, and after persuasion failed, Ao Bing was locked up for three days. During these three days, he ate, drank and relieved himself in the house. Although he knew that Nezha had mixed things in the food, he thought that the other party would not poison him to death. So Ao Bing ate very peacefully.

On the fourth day, when he woke up, he saw that the shackles on his hands were gone, and the true energy in his belly could not be condensed at all. Ao Bing took a deep breath, and when he got up, he fell on himself without accident. s hair.

Sitting on the edge of the bed putting on his shoes, Ao Bing rubbed his face helplessly as he looked at the hair he had torn off. When he opened the door, the maid with the washbasin was already smiling outside.

"Thank you Miss Fuqu."

"The Daoist is polite."

The maid named Fuqu put the copper basin away, and brought a stack of clothes from outside the door, saying that the demon king had prepared it for Ao Bing.

"Your lord, are you going to take me out for a walk?"

Being locked up for three days was completely painless for Ao Bing, but there were no windows and the door was locked. All he could see every day was Fu Que who delivered meals. Nezha came and went in a hurry and didn’t give him anything When talking about it, Ao Bing suspected that this guy was just afraid that he would miss others.

"Your Majesty didn't explain, but said that the clothes are made according to the Taoist priest's body shape, so you can try it on."

After washing his face, Ao Bing shook off the clothes. The long scarf burqa was full of elegance and casualness. The material was very soft, and there were not too many eye-catching colors, but Ao Bing still felt that such a big sleeve , with such a long hem, Nezha is not afraid that he will fall while walking?

After changing into clothes and eating breakfast, Ao Bing read more than a dozen pages of the book with one hand. The sound of passing outside made him raise his eyes. Bing was still stabbed by the other party's attire.

Black flames on a red background, long hair tied behind his head is just a simple strand, and his handsome facial features have always revealed an unruly contempt from the past to the present. It's nonsense, but when Nezha really voted for the Demon Sect, Ao Bing couldn't make everyone happy.

At the beginning, Nezha was seriously injured when he fell off a cliff. When he came back, he got mad and had a demon heart. I don’t know who spread the news. Although the other party wanted to deal with Nezha, they also dealt with Kunshan. After all, the sudden rise of the Kunshan faction seriously affected the past. , some people want to see Kunshan's jokes, and Nezha naturally becomes a victim of it.

Yuanshi Tianzun removed Nezha, one is to prevent him from being excluded in the school, and the other is to preserve the face of the Kunshan School.

If Emperor Sui wanted to support the Daoist sect, Kunshan would be on the top. How many pairs of eyes were watching, no matter how nice the saying is to protect the overall situation without one person, no one would want it to happen to him.

"Dazed?"

Walking to the table, Nezha squeezed his left eye. Nezha always felt that Ao Bing had the demeanor of a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but the master brother of the Kunshan School did not practice martial arts. Untouchable.

"It's not... how beautiful." Turning his head and saying something wrong, Ao Bing put down the book, thinking that he should be able to go out for a walk.

The Northland Demon Sect is located in the desert, where the sky is full of sand and dust, and the sun is high and the sky is far away. It turned out that people in the martial arts could not find this place, so it was inferred that the main altar of the Demon Sect was under the desert, but Ao Bing discovered it after Nezha came out. In fact, the Demon Sect is in an oasis.

To the east of Qilian Mountains and west of Yulin County, there are many oases of different sizes in the vast wasteland Gobi, because there are often mirages in the desert. This oasis is an illusion that can never be reached, and outsiders who don't understand it, if they want to find the magic palace, will eventually get lost in the desert and become a pile of dead bones.

Following Nezha, Ao Bing saw a pool of spring water, and he squatted down to check the depth of the spring. Li Nezha stood aside with his hands behind his back, and waited for Ao Bing to finish reading before speaking.

"There is an underground river in the ground."

"It's no wonder the Demon Sect has survived until now."

Where there is water, it can be cultivated and raised, and the location here is hidden. It is no wonder that every time there has been a war to eliminate demons and defend the way in the past hundred years, the demon sect can be revived.

"This place is no worse than Kunshan." The scenery is different, and it is also verdant. After finishing this sentence, Ao Bing found that someone seemed to be looking at him.

Although his internal strength was sealed, Ao Bing had practiced in a small dark building for three years when he was a child, so he was naturally more sensitive to others than ordinary people.

Strange to say, after entering the main altar of the Demon Sect, Ao Bing has never met anyone in the Demon Sect other than Nezha and Fu Que. It was also a gathering of experts. There are only two reasons why these people did not appear in front of Ao Bing: one, Nezha forbids it, and two, they are still observing.

In fact, Ao Bing was right in guessing that those people from the Demon Sect didn't come to bother him. In fact, there were two reasons.

There are seven elders under Mozun. Since they belong to Mozong, there are many mistakes in the way of practicing martial arts.One of them is called Xu Changdi, Changdi Zhihua, Ebuweiwei, the name is a good name, but the person is not a good person. This guy loves to harvest yin and mend yang, and men and women are not taboo. When Nezha rebelled, this guy was taught a lesson After a while, he was seriously injured, because the opponent's foundation was still stable, Nezha couldn't move him for a while.

Now this Xu Changdi was watching the two from the turret in the distance, he was far away, and he did not violate Nezha's intention, and Ao Bing's appearance was indeed as outstanding as the following people preached.

An upright heir from a famous family, he changed the dynasty within half a year and caused trouble. In fact, many members of the Demon Sect want to deal with Nezha these days, some poisoning, assassination, and seduction.

But this guy may be a Taoist priest in his early years, so he didn't even lift his eyelids at the beautiful beauty.

Just when Xu Changdi thought that Mo Zun actually practiced the way of ruthlessness, Nezha brought back a beautiful Taoist priest in the middle of the night.

People who have provoked him say that this guy is Ao Bing of the Kunshan School, who is Nezha's original senior brother.

Since there will be no connection with the past, there must still be affection in my heart, but this affection is not used in a normal way.

Compared with the charming and charming witches of the Mozong, Ao Bing is completely a beauty under the moon, with a clear and romantic personality and bright eyes.

The witch who was sent to seduce Nezha felt that such a good-looking person should really be pressed under her body and love her, watching him softly whisper, cry and beg.

Just like putting ink on white paper, the cleaner it is, the darker and more transparent it will be.

"Has your lord stayed in the house?"

After seeing Ao Bing, Xu Changdi turned around and asked, if Nezha hadn't succeeded yet, he could help him.

"Master Mozun has been going back to his house to rest these days."

"That's good."

Pursing his lips and smiling coldly, Xu Changdi secretly felt a little more confident when he walked down the turret.

The more important it is, the more reluctant to do it lightly. If this Ao Bing is just Nezha's plaything, he might have already taken away Chunyang by now.

Xu Changdi couldn't help but feel a pity when he thought that such a beauty would be handed over.

After walking around the periphery of the oasis, Ao Bing realized that he hadn't had lunch until the sun went down, and now he was about to see half of the scenery on the Demon Sect.

Pressing his stomach and silently glanced at Nezha, Ao Bing turned his face and joked: "You showed me so carefully, aren't you afraid that I will tell you the truth after I escape?"

"Don't be afraid." The long wind on the Gobi swept up Nezha's black hair, and he smiled cunningly with his eyebrows closed.

"Since I brought you here, I naturally have no plans to let you go. As I said, I have always liked you, senior brother."

Standing where he was, his heart felt cold, Ao Bing's mind skipped a beat, but he immediately opened his mouth to retort.

"But I'm a man."

"My heart is like the sun, and it all falls on my brother."

"We are still brothers."

"Brothers and sisters can do it, why can't brothers and sisters?"

"But you are a big enemy, there is no room to take care of my business."

"You think it's serious but I don't."

"Aren't you afraid that I hate you?"

"If we let you go back, you will definitely succeed as the head of the Grand Competition in a year's time. At that time, we will have no hope at all. I don't want to regret it in the future."

"Even if I become the head of the sect, I will never marry for the rest of my life. Why do you..."

"Brother, if you continue to babble about mother-in-law and mother-in-law, I will kiss you."

The beautiful eyes stared blankly at the boss, Ao Bing just opened his mouth to swear, but Nezha took a step, and instantly came to the front, and lightly pecked at the corner of Ao Bing's mouth with his warm thin lips.

The guy who wanted to talk turned into a saw-beaked quail in the blink of an eye, and flushed shame surged from under the collar.

"You, shameless!"

"I could be more shameless."

Nezha blinked and said happily.

——To be continued——