【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

Nezha didn't know until he was 15 years old that the elder brother of the Kunshan School had never been down the mountain.

As a disciple of the inner sect of the Kunshan School, although you are a monk, you will not be cut off from the world. Therefore, every year on the Lantern Festival, Kunshan will be much deserted. Not only the inner disciples, but also the outer disciples will not return home. few.

One day, Nezha crowed, saying that this is the Lantern Festival, ordinary people are busy with reunions, and those in the rivers and lakes who are eager for quick success should take advantage of the least number of people to attack the mountain, and maybe they can get some bargains.

After saying this, Nezha flashed his brother's slap while holding the wine glass.

"Is your skin itchy?!"

"I'm just guessing."

"Is there anyone who says that about his master?!"

"Isn't there one here?"

Usually in Kunshan, the three of them belong to different hills, and there are not many opportunities to meet each other, except that they meet at the gate of the mountain every year when they go home on the Lantern Festival, and then ride back on horseback.

So every year at this time, Jin Zha and Mu Zha would be congested by Nezha's bad mouth, and they don't know how their senior brothers can stand this little bastard.

"It seems that senior brother usually beats you less!"

"Ao Bing can't beat me now!"

Wrinkling his nose and shouting, Nezha drank Zui Taibai in the cup, turned around and jumped up the corridor on the second floor, and went back to his room to sleep amidst the screams of his two elder brothers.

The three of them rested on the road for seven or eight days, and finally returned to Li's mansion. The benches here were not warm yet, and the flying pigeons that followed them verified Nezha's crow's mouth.

On the third day after the disciples left on the mountain, someone came to provoke trouble at the foot of Kunshan. More than half of the twelve elders in Kunshan were in retreat. Ao Bing, the three Zhas in the short note can't tell anything, only that someone went up the mountain and Ao Bing was injured.

"Injured?" Nezha raised his brows with a weird expression. As an "unfilial boy" who was beaten up all the way, he has a natural repulsion and dislike for Ao Bing, although the opponent can't hit him now. , but thinking that this person was not injured by himself, Nezha was a little upset.

"Anyone who can hurt senior brother must be an expert."

"But who else in the martial arts world will fight against Kunshan?"

Even if the Kunshan sect is hidden from the world, the patriarch and the twelve elders are still guarding it, how can ordinary gangs dare to make trouble in front of the Kunshan gate, and there are many disciples in the inner sect of Kunshan who have offended a sect and offended everyone. There is still a little difference between the aristocratic and powerful families.

In Jianghu, sects seek vengeance more than force, while aristocratic families seek vengeance more than financial resources. If a sect wants to survive, there are so many people and so many mouths, and it costs a lot of money to eat and drink every day, except for tenants collecting rent and doing business. , and no other income, if the aristocratic family pinches your business, that sect will soon wither away.

"It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing is that the other party not only came, but also retreated completely. Now that there is no one on the mountain, senior brother will definitely not have a good rest."

After saying this, Jin Zha and Mu Zha turned their heads suddenly, and stared at Nezha with their eyes blankly. When they saw Nezha with a cold back, he jumped up and hid behind Yin Shiniang. My two elder brothers actually wanted to set him up.

"What are you three doing?"

Yin Shiniang patted Nezha's paw amusedly by her youngest son's sleeves, and the other two had already got up and formed a circle around Nezha. New and old grudges were on the verge of breaking out. When Li Jing entered the door, he saw I saw that my two sons were tying my younger brother with hemp rope.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing Nezha being pressed to the ground and tied up like a worm, Li Jing yelled, but still couldn't help laughing.

"This little rascal said something bad about Crow's mouth on the way. We are going to throw him in a carriage and send him back to Kunshan."

"What crow's mouth?"

Looking at the youngest son whose mouth was blocked, Li Jing stroked his long beard and asked with a smile.

Jin Zha and Mu Zha complained each other, and when the two of them finished speaking, Li Jing raised his brows with a half-smile, apparently feeling that Nezha was too unkind.

"You just came back and didn't eat any food, are you going to send Nezha away?"

Among the four parents of the Li family, Yin Shiniang was the only one left in the end, who was still thinking about her youngest son, but it's a pity that Nezha couldn't refute this, otherwise he would definitely open his mouth and yell.

"It's okay, you can eat it on the road. After all, the elders of Kunshan are kind to the Li family. Back then, there were so many families who went up the mountain to study for teachers, and in the end, the Li family had to pass by every time they went. This kind of fate is not shallow at this moment. Besides, Nezha is still him. Eldest brother brought him up single-handedly, he should go back for both emotional and rational reasons."

After Li Jing sat down and analyzed the words, he asked his servants to prepare the carriage and take Nezha back to Kunshan.

Nezha, who had no chance to refute during the whole process, was just thrown into the carriage on the return journey inexplicably, and then went to say hello to the elder brother who beat him up since he was a child.

Nezha was very angry.

So Nezha put this account on Ao Bing's head.

The return trip took three days longer than when we came, because Nezha was paralyzed and sleeping in the carriage, refusing to speed up his pace, but the journey was endless. On No. Arrived at the thousand-step long ladder in front of the Kunshan Mountain Gate.

Rubbing his head and carrying a gun, Li Nezha jumped up the mountain four or five steps up the mountain with a sigh of relief. Just as he reached the gate of the mountain, he saw two disciples from the outer sect patrolling. Seeing Nezha, the two stepped forward and bowed .

"Which elder is in charge on the mountain now?"

"It belongs to Elder Guangchengzi."

Speaking of the power of the Kunshan faction, it is actually very interesting. The elders of other sects are desperately trying to be the head, but the twelve golden immortals in Kunshan hate to have to take their turn. These twelve people have to draw lots every year. If you get the red-headed lottery, you will be the head of the school for three years, until Xiao Aobing turns 15 years old. The position was also smoothly given to Ao Bing.

Nezha asked this out of his mouth for the convenience of visiting first, but when he arrived at Taoyuan Cave, he was told by Xiaotong that Elder Guangchengzi had just retreated again.

"again?"

Could it be that Ao Bing was not seriously injured, and now he got up to work again?

"Because the patriarch has left the customs, so the master..."

The little boy made a "you understand" gesture to Nezha, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, but it was fake.

"Then I'd better go see the elder brother first."

Turning head down the mountain, crossing the mountain by cableway, and ran all the way into the Taoist temple of the patriarch. The boys who were in charge of cleaning outside, when they saw Nezha, their hairs stood on their backs, and one by one they threw off their brooms and turned their heads to run.

They were afraid of this little ancestor. When they were six years old, they dared to put toads in the shoes of the patriarch, and made fun of them servants. I'm hurt now!

Sitting in the room wearing a loose Taoist robe, Ao Bing was drinking tea with his hair tied up. The little boy who was sitting in the room making tea saw that the elder brother was engrossed in reading, a little smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and then silently refilled his tea.

The fallen leaves are piled up under the trees outdoors, but it is a bit of bleakness in the middle of winter.This time, Ao Bing was injured on his chest, so he couldn't wear too much clothes, or it would be easy to fester, so these days he was wearing a fur jacket and sitting in the house to rest. They came running to join in the fun.

After Nezha went to the main hall to pay a visit to the patriarch, he walked into Ao Bing's small courtyard familiarly. Inside the window lattice next to the courtyard wall, there was a wall of red plum blossoms, and Nezha stepped forward. , folded it off, and then hummed a little tune and drilled into the house.

"Brother, I'm back."

Striding in with a loud voice, Nezha shook the red plum in his hand, and put it into Ao Bing's tea cup with a smile, the smile on his face was full of excitement of watching a good show.

The little boy whose eyes were reddened by the other party's rude behavior, before he had time to speak, Ao Bing put down his book and said calmly: "Please trouble me to come here day and night."

"No, actually, I've been sleeping in the car."

"However, it's really not a good thing to be here to see me, an injured person, when you can't go back for a reunion during the Shangyuan Festival."

"Brother, what you said is wrong. The reason why beauty is beautiful is that it is pleasing to the eye and beautiful. I see that my brother's skin looks like creamy fat, his collar looks like a grub, and his teeth are like a rhinoceros. He looks magnificent and gorgeous, but he is so beautiful."

"Are you applying all the words you learned from Mr. to me?"

He knew whether Ao Bing was good or not, but it was a bit funny to hear what Nezha said. He knew that his younger brother didn't like him. After all, he was beaten so badly, but the way the other party got revenge was Some are too childish.

"That's not true, and I just went up to the mountain to visit the patriarch. He said that you are in a bad mood and bored in the house, which is not good for your recovery. When I heard this, doesn't this imply that I will take you down the mountain to relax? I see that it is still early. Why don't you come with me, brother."

After squinting at the glaring little boy, Nezha stretched out his hand and grabbed Ao Bing's wrist and walked out. The wrist bone in his palm was thin and thin.Looking at Ao Bing at first glance, all he can think of is the flirtatious and frail scholar. At this time, because of the injury, he looks sick again. If he hadn't experienced the opponent's martial arts himself, Nezha would not be able to see that the opponent is actually very powerful.

Before going to Ao Bing's small courtyard, Nezha first visited Yuanshi Tianzun. Yuanshi Tianzun seldom spoke, but this time when he saw Nezha, the first thing he said was to ask him to take Ao Bing down the mountain for a walk.

"I don't know what the patriarch ordered, but what is the meaning?"

"Do you know who is going up the mountain this time?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"It's my traitor Shen Gongbao. I think you know that Ao Bing was taken up the mountain by Shen Gongbao when he was not yet full moon, and he was raised by his side until he was three years old. He went down the mountain because of his different ideas and betrayed his teacher. I fell into the sect of Jiejiao Tongtian leader. At that time, Ao Bing was young, but he also knew that he had no relatives, no reason, no father and no mother. He didn't cry when he heard that his master was gone. After being carried back to the mountain by me, he secretly read books and practiced calligraphy. I want to write a letter to Shen Gongbao."

"Is there any purpose for Shen Gongbao to go up the mountain this time?"

"He came to me and asked for something."

"thing?"

"Back then, the founding founder of the Kunshan School once killed the Demon Venerable Su Youlu, who was in a state of madness. When Su Youlu died, his heart veins were broken. After a short waking up, he died after a short waking up. After the body was burned, a bead was left behind. , clear and crystal clear, the founding master picked up the bead and looked at it, and immediately recognized that it was a tribute treasure from the Western Regions during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and it has the effect of medicine to revive the dead."

"But the Hunyuan Tianling Orb." Nezha comes from a wealthy Li family, so he naturally knows a lot about these rare tributes. When the Hunyuan Tianling Orb was presented to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the emperor didn't care. It was not until Changping Houda Sima Weiqing was seriously ill that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty remembered this thing and ordered people to look for it, but the box of Hunyuan Tianlingzhu was still there, but the beads were gone. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was furious, and killed the steward and guard soldiers of the warehouse with a stick, and finally nothing happened at this time.

"When it comes to the Hunyuan Tianlingzhu, there are actually some false elements in it, but the powder left in the box, which saved Changping Hou Qiri, is true."

Kneeling in front of the patriarch and listening to such a strange story, Nezha couldn't help but have a meeting, but Yuanshi Tianzun didn't intend to explain to Nezha in detail-why the founder of the teaching could tell at a glance that it was Hunyuan How could the Sky Lingzhu and other treasures appear on Su Youlu's body after a hundred years.

"I kept the Lingzhu before, and Shen Gongbao also knew about it. This time he came to ask for the Hunyuan Tian Lingzhu and I didn't give it to him. Afterwards, I fought with Ao Bing. Your senior brother has always been soft-hearted, and was beaten to the chest by Shen Gongbao's long whip. , I broke a rib, and I’m in a bad mood these days, and it happens that you are the youngest, so if you talk softly to him, he will definitely not refuse.”

Nezha frowned, doubting the authenticity of this "soft heart" and "soft words".

"Disciple understands."

Nezha didn't continue to ask Yuanshi Tianzun, such as where is the Hunyuan Tianling Orb now?Can this thing save lives?Anyway, his task now is to coax his elder brother well.

Being dragged by Nezha to trot all the way, Ao Bing covered his chest and coughed twice, and then held down Nezha, who was hot-blooded. Lin's elder brother has picturesque features and a romantic and freehand style. If you give him a fan at this time, it will probably be complete.

"Elder brother, do you have a favorite restaurant?"

After walking up the long ladder, Nezha let go of his palms and grabbed Ao Bing's sleeves instead. The two of them walked slowly in the wind, but they felt a little comfortable walking, but Ao Bing shook his head directly after hearing Nezha's question.

"I've never come down the mountain."

"Never?!"

"Yes."

"20 years on the mountain?"

"Ah."

Nezha drank the cold wind with his mouth open, and looked at Ao Bing from joking to pitiful, and finally had a little more unexplained calculation.

"Brother, do you recognize coins?"

"Of course I recognize it." Ao Bing kept accounts of the expenses on the mountain.

"Brother, do you know how much a bunch of sugar cakes cost?"

Entering the town at the foot of Kunshan Mountain, Nezha saw a hawker selling sugar cakes at a glance. The sugar cakes cooled quickly after the cold weather, and the sugar water was drenched on them, and now they were frozen, which looked very attractive.

Nezha stretched out his hand to make a gesture, then turned his head and waited for Ao Bing to answer with a smile.

"One article, write it here."

Pointing to the sign next to it, Ao Bing replied with a serious face.

"It doesn't count, you cheated."

"Why does what I see count as cheating?"

"Don't ask why, you have to believe what I say, after all, you are the one who hasn't gone down the mountain, not me."

He took the candy cake and stuffed it into Ao Bing's hand. Nezha paid the money and continued to move forward. Every time he saw something to eat, he would tease Ao Bing.

If the other party doesn't know, he will proudly announce the answer. If Ao Bing guesses right, it won't stop Nezha from acting like a villain.

Because tomorrow is the Shangyuan Festival, many shops in the town are decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and there are precious and beautifully decorated lanterns hanging beside the door.

Nezha pulled his sleeves, holding a pile of food in his hands, Ao Bing looked back and forth at the lanterns with wide eyes, the brilliance in his eyes made passers-by turn their heads frequently.

Nezha raised his chin with a proud face—this handsome little Taoist priest is my senior brother, even if you lose sight of it, you won't be able to touch it.

"Nezha."

"Ok?"

Squatting in front of a small lamp vendor, Nezha stared at the rabbit lamp and itched his palms, wanting to buy it. At this time, he was pulled by Ao Bing, still absent-minded.

"What's there for?"

Pointing his finger at the small building with colorful lights, as soon as Ao Bing made a sound, the peddler who was waiting beside him answered.

"This young master is going out for the first time. It's the biggest flower house in the city."

"Flower House?"

"Yes, Hualou."

He took out coins and asked for a small lamp from a rabbit and a tiger. When Nezha squinted his eyes and turned his head, his eyes lit up, but he blatantly wrote a few large characters on his forehead-I am a liar.

"What does Hualou do?"

"Hua Lou naturally drinks flower wine."

"Flower wine? Wine made from flowers and leaves?"

"Yes, yes, brother, do you want to try it?"

Holding the bamboo stick of the rabbit lamp, Nezha completely ignored the surprised eyes of the peddler behind him, took Ao Bing by the sleeve and walked towards the flower building. Zha had a lot of money, but when Ao Bing walked under the lamp in front of the door, he saw a face as handsome as a jade lotus, which made the woman flushed. If she was not too old, she really wanted to replace the girl upstairs immediately.

——I don't know which famous flower can win the favor of such a fairy tonight.

"Are the two gentlemen here to drink?" Shocked by Ao Bing's good looks for a moment, the madam hesitated to speak, but Nezha generously took out a piece of silver.

"Come to Hualou, of course you want to drink flower wine."

How much a person can toss when he is bold, how much he regrets afterwards.

The night before the end of Nezha's retreat, his brain became hot after being teased by Ao Bing. He sat on the bed and held the swelling to relieve it.

Although after returning to the mountain, Ao Bing was so angry that he didn't talk to him for a month, but that was the first time Nezha saw his elder brother drunk, and to be honest-it was really pretty.

After washing his hands and lying back on the bed, Nezha tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Recently, he repeatedly recalled the past, but he wanted to find the corners and clues that he had forgotten, and tried to find something wrong.

For example, what exactly does Ao Bing want to do?

In fact, when he was seriously injured and returned to the mountain, he once asked the patriarch if he could give him the Hunyuan Tianlingzhu, but the patriarch only said one word.

"This thing is no longer there."

At that time, he was insane, his heart, lungs and spleen were damaged, and his temperament changed greatly. Naturally, he didn't think that anyone could take this thing away from Yuanshi Tianzun, so he thought it was because the patriarch didn't want to save him. He was born with a demon heart, so he went down the mountain in a fit of anger, and then Yuanshi Tianzun also said that he would be expelled from the teacher's school, and the two coincided.

But Ao Bing has been raised under the seat of the patriarch, maybe he knows the whereabouts of the Hunyuan Tianlingzhu.

With his hands folded behind his head, Nezha closed his eyes and decided to ask Ao Bing after waking up.

——To be continued——

*Next chapter: Nezha and Ao Xiaobing's Brothel Wandering Notes (Nezha: On the road to death, there is only higher, not the highest!)