The villain is always fake and cold [Comprehensive Mythology]

If Nezha saw this, how could he explain it clearly.

Cang Xiao frowned, and began to mobilize the spiritual power in his body. Although the current appearance was better than before, no matter how much spiritual power he adjusted, he couldn't hide the dragon horn.

"..." Cang Xiao looked at the furnishings in the room, hoping to find something to cover.

But there are only a few old clothes that I don't wear and things like wooden barrels and basins.

"Messenger!" Nezha's voice quickly rang out from outside the house, and it was easy for Nezha to find Cang Xiao's trace.

Cang Xiao approached the door, but didn't open it, only whispered: "I'm fine, you go and prepare for the monster collection."

"Messenger..." Nezha called out, and after a while, said, "It's just a little demon, there's nothing worth preparing for."

This child, Cang Xiao sighed and said: "I remember I told you before, don't take things lightly, you can't do that until you meet that Hebo. Since that person can dominate one side, he must have a tricky treasure... "

"Messenger!" Nezha interrupted him and said, "Nezha didn't take it lightly."

"That is."

"I want to talk to you more."

"..." Cang Xiao was silent, he didn't know what to say.Cold comes and summer goes, this person is waiting for him to come out every day, what else can he say?

"You... tell me."

After a long time Nezha heard Cang Xiao say something.

Nezha sat on the ground in front of the door, leaning against the door, and said, "I've been having a dream all these years."

"What kind of dream?"

Nezha said: "I dreamed that my father took me far away from home. He told me to wait for my mother to pick me up. I waited for a day and a night, but I couldn't wait for anyone. Finally, I left under the scorching sun. How many days did I see people, I was very hungry and thirsty..."

"Nezha..."

"Ok?"

"Do you hate him?"

"Who, my father?"

"Correct."

"How can I not hate it? You said why did he abandon me." Nezha lowered his eyes, with the sun shining on his face, he whispered, "But it's useless to hate, even if I hate him, it doesn't matter." I can remember his appearance."

Cang Xiao listened with bated breath, these things are a knot in Nezha's heart, and if this knot is to be untied, it is far from what he can do.

For the first time, he felt powerless, which was really bad.

Cang Xiao took a deep breath, and said: "Nezha, some people have feelings, and their origins are unknown. If you still want to remember them, I will accompany you home one day."

"Is it?"

"Ah."

Nezha smiled slightly, and said, "Actually, it's very good now. Parents are home at their knees. By the side of the messenger, any place can be home."

He turned around and put his hands on the door.

Cang Xiao could feel this person across a door.

He can't say any words to empathize with him, the only thing he can do is to bear the burden with him.

Before dawn the next day, Nezha and Yang Jian set out on the road together.

He stood outside Cangxiao gate for a while, then left with the red silk in his hand.

Inside the house, Cang Xiao spent a night making some old clothes into a cloak.

Although the craftsmanship is not perfect, it can take some time to survive.

Nezha and Yang Jian took the first step, and Cang Xiao followed behind in a cloak.It is impossible to let the two of them go. Although Nezha and Yang Jian were taught by Chengying intentionally or unintentionally, they never had a decent magical weapon.

Hidden along the way, Cang Xiao used to secretly protect Mrs. Suzhi, but now he is not used to it.

He was probably the first to be so sneaky as a guardian.

In Luoyun Village, Nezha and Yang Jian asked about He Bo, and they took the place of the young man of the family as priests.

The villagers were grateful, seeing that the two of them were still young, they were also a little worried.

"Those who have been there have never returned. You two should think about it. Although we are suffering, we don't want to burden you in vain." The oldest old man in the village spoke. Among them are his grandchildren.

Yang Jian said: "Don't worry, old man, the two of us have never failed to slay demons and demons. If we really fall here, it is God's will."

Nezha raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

The old man wiped away his tears and said: "How can I thank you..."

At this point, I can't say any more.

Nezha jumped up and landed on the raft in the river, and Yang Jian followed after saying a few words.

Both of them were dressed in normal clothes, and the raft rose and fell with the river.

Nezha looked at the sun in the distance and said, "I don't think this raft is very strong, where can it go?"

Yang Jian said: "I see that there are many places where there are people here, and I think it will be floating for a long time."

"In this case, I'll sleep for a while." Nezha said, and lay down directly.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Are you so uninterested? The scenery on both sides of the strait is pretty good."

Nezha closed his eyes, and said with a light smile, "What's so interesting about the scenery? From spring to autumn, year after year, can you see flowers?"

Yang Jian said: "I can't, but I heard from my master that Yuanshi Tianzun was able to comprehend the spiritual power of heaven and earth and improve his own cultivation. You are so talented, maybe you can do it."

"Ridiculous." Nezha turned over and ignored him.

Yang Jian was not annoyed either, he quietly looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait when no one spoke, as if turning into a still life on the shore, motionless.From the smoke curling up from the kitchen to the flowers falling in front of the door, you can see the ocean all the way.

Cang Xiao hid in the water and followed the raft all the way from the big river to the sea.

From his point of view, Nezha and Yang Jian came out, chatting and joking, and they didn't look like they came out to eliminate demons.

He is really a child who hasn't grown up, and he doesn't know how bumpy the road ahead will be.

Nezha still had his eyes closed, and suddenly the waves in the water grew louder.

He got up and slowly opened his eyes, only to see that in a blink of an eye, the sky had already changed, from bright sunshine to dark clouds gathering.

"Coming?" Nezha looked at the clouds above his head.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "I think it's still in the future."

"Is that so?" Nezha had just finished speaking, when the rain was pouring down everywhere, and before he could react, the raft beneath him was suddenly broken up by the waves.

The two fell into the water together.

Cang Xiao could only feel the sea water all over his body churning together, throwing rocks at people.

Nezha and Yang Jian were separated by huge waves, Cang Xiao could only see a touch of red not far away.

The cloak on his body was broken in half, Cang Xiao untied it to divert the water, and stretched out his hand to hold Hong Ling tightly.But there was a stronger force, which tore Hong Ling apart in an instant.

"Nezha!" He shouted, and when he floated to the surface, there were only a few pieces of driftwood, but no one was there.

Cang Xiao frowned and looked at the low-hanging clouds. Those who can change the celestial phenomena here must have the Four Elephant Flags in their hands.

This monster is inseparable from the Dragon Clan.

Suddenly, there was only a sound of thunder, and Cang Xiao mobilized his spiritual power, but was pulled into the water by a force.

The scene in front of me was turned upside down, and there was no more sunlight.

Cang Xiao's head hurts, and when he woke up, his vision was still dark, he took out a pearl from his sleeve, and the light illuminated his whole body.

But it's not in the sea, the place is surrounded by stone walls, it looks like a cave, but how can there be a cave with stone walls on all sides?

He patted the stone wall with his hands, intending to find a suitable place to penetrate directly.

Just as he was about to use his strength, he heard a loud noise, and the stone wall in front of him collapsed.

And standing behind the stone wall was Nezha holding half of the red silk in his hand.

"You..." Cang Xiao was shocked, and immediately raised his hand to cover the dragon horn on his forehead.

Nezha stepped forward, grabbed his arm, looked at him for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Dragon?"

"..."

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Cang Xiao’s spiritual power has never been mobilized _(:з"∠)_