The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

Nezha woke up from the cold, but when he checked the quilt, it covered his neck firmly.

When he regained consciousness, he realized the weight on his chest.

The egg propped up by Xiaoqiu before going to sleep broke open at some point, and scattered into a light blue light sheet, covering the whole body.Its brows were slightly furrowed, its right thumb was stuffed in its mouth, and it looked like it was both happy and painful.

Nezha reached out to touch his head, and was shivering from the ice.

"son?"

Xiao Qiu unconsciously hummed twice, Nezha didn't think too much, and immediately let out the real fire of three flavors to warm his body.

As the sky became brighter, Xiaoqiu's body slowly warmed up, and the curled up body began to stretch out.The eyelashes twitched slightly, and gradually opened his eyes.

"Father? Good morning."

Nezha pursed his lips and continued to cast spells until the room was baked like Zhu Rong's palace before stopping.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Qiu crawled away from him, sat on the edge and yawned.

Nezha didn't answer, just stretched out his fingers to detect the spiritual power in his body.Seeing that Nezha's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Xiaoqiu inevitably became a little nervous. After he breathed a sigh of relief, he boldly asked, "Did something happen?"

"Sui Xing."

The ball immediately sat up straight.

"Don't use the spells written in the enlightenment book."

"But I have learned it all."

Nezha said calmly, "I know. But even if you want to practice, don't practice for too long. You are still young, and some spells are really hard to master quickly. Do you understand?"

Xiaoqiu nodded in a daze.

Although his father was usually silly, he was a bit scary when he was serious.

"Okay, let's warm up here for a while. Dad is going to get you water to wash your face."

Seeing Nezha getting out of bed, Xiaoqiu suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Father, don't worry. Mother is fine. If Master and Grandpa say anything, you should choose to stay where you are and wait."

It's all fun, but dad is really good to him, and he can't bear to continue to lie.

"how do you know?"

Xiaoqiu pulled out a cute smiling face that everyone praised on weekdays, and waved his little fist, "Because I am my mother's son. Besides, don't everyone call me Xiaolongshen? Since I am Xiaolongshen, naturally Have your own way."

Nezha still had doubts in his heart, but when he saw his son's smile that seemed to melt snow and blossom, his doubts disappeared instantly.As Xiaoqiu said, he and Ao Bing are connected by blood, as long as he says it's okay, then it will be fine.

Thinking in this way, Nezha's footsteps when he went out suddenly became much lighter, even when he saw the guard he didn't like very much, he smiled and said hello to him.

The two elders of the Li family still didn't come back, they just asked Jade Bird to come back with a letter of safety.Nezha burned after reading it, and went to breakfast with the energetic little ball in his arms after changing into new clothes.

"Where's Tao?" Nezha settled his son and asked the servants nearby.

The servant replied respectfully: "Mr. Taotie said that he has something to go to heaven, let me wait to convey it."

"Didn't say what to do?"

"It seems to be preparing for the birthday banquet of God White Tiger."

Nezha nodded in understanding, raised his hand to let the servants go down, and broke the cake for Xiaoqiu to soak up the soup.What Taotie made today was beef soup, which is best eaten with golden pancakes. Considering that Xiaoqiu's teeth are not too strong, he specially made some fluffy ones for him.

Xiaoqiu chewed the beef and took a sip of the soup, "This is delicious."

"If it's delicious, eat more. We don't have enough money and food next to our house. You don't think you'll be back until tomorrow. The cooks at home are all on vacation. I'm afraid we have to eat the remaining two meals by ourselves." Watch and do."

Xiao Qiu held the spoon and looked at him, "I want to eat the meatballs you made for me when I was a child, and I also want to eat the fried lotus root pancakes my mother made before."

"You're really welcome." Nezha chuckled, and took a handkerchief to wipe the cake crumbs stuck to his mouth.

"You just said and watched."

Nezha laughed loudly, "I'll just follow orders. Little Dragon God, can you obediently eat the contents of the spoon? I see you stuffed it in and took it out several times."

"It's a little hot, let me blow it."

"Bring it here, Dad will blow it to you."

There are still two hours before lunch, even if the time to prepare the ingredients is subtracted, it is more than enough.After a while, Nezha put down the enlightenment book in his hand, and asked Xiaoqiu, who was still worried about how to proceed to the next step, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

The little golfer swayed and almost knocked over the building block tower he had finally restored, "Think!"

"At most an hour."

The smiling face instantly collapsed.

"Go out after lunch, then Dad can play football with you."

"it is good!"

After autumn, the weather gets colder and colder.

Although Xiaoqiu has always emphasized that he is not afraid of the cold, Nezha still puts on a slightly thick coat.After instructing the kitchen girl to prepare the required materials, Nezha led his son into the street.

There are two time points in Chentangguan that are the most lively throughout the year. One is around the Spring Festival, because of the purchase of new year's goods and ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner, and the other is now.There was a big harvest of grain, and the common people hoarded their own food, and dragged the rest to the market to sell.

In the streets and alleys, the loudest voices are always those who sell millet, vegetables and fruits.

Nezha seldom goes out since he became a god, and most of the time he directly opens a gate of void in the courtyard to go to heaven.This day was his first official visit to the streets this year, so he had to pay more attention to this lively scene.

Perhaps because the daughter-in-law is the dragon god and the son is the little dragon god, the people of Chentangguan have a much more friendly attitude towards Nezha than in the past.Every time he passed a stall, the stall owner would greet him, either asking him how he was doing recently, or telling some anecdotes he had heard, which made Nezha a little confused.

"Master Nezha, your Xing'er hasn't come to play with our Dabao for a long time. What happened?" The woman selling bamboo baskets sat on a small bench weaving baskets, her hands were quick and her mouth was quick.

Nezha passed by her in such a blatant way, he poked his head and glanced at his son who was looking at the clay figurine, and replied, "It's not a big deal. It's just that I've started to learn to read, and I won't have much free time in a while. .”

"Have you all started studying? Have you hired a teacher for him? There is a teacher in my hometown who can take care of the students. If Mr. Nezha is willing, I will ask the fellow to take him a message at night."

Nezha said: "Thank you Madam Niu for your kindness. However, I don't need it for the time being. If I need it, I will definitely ask you for help."

"Okay, okay. Oh, time flies, Xiao Xing'er is going to school."

Nezha stood in front of the stall for a while, seeing Xiaoqiu was engrossed in watching it, so he took a rest under a tree not far away.After a while, the son trotted over, holding two clay figurines in his hands.

"Who is this?" Nezha asked.

Xiao Qiu raised his left hand, "The man in the blue dress is my mother, and he is holding my sleeping brother in his arms. The one holding the gun is my father, and the one on my father's back is me."

Nezha took a closer look and found that the appearance of the clay figurine was less than one-tenth of Ao Bing's, but he had learned three or four points of the charm that was always gentle and smiling.As for his own, the Fire Point Spear, Qiankun Circle, Hot Wheels, and Huntian Ribbon, everything was missing, and his face was full of anger, as if he wanted to fight with someone.

"In your heart, is this kind of person dad?"

Xiao Qiu nodded and recalled carefully, "Father is the god of war, no one dares to get close to him within a radius of five hundred miles. Being a father's son really doesn't worry about being bullied, he is very happy."

He grinned, and stuffed the two clay figurines into Nezha's hands, "I told the grandfather who made the clay figurines to ask him to go to the house and get the money from the housekeeper uncle at that time. Let's go home first, I want to continue helping me." The Star Reaching Building."

Nezha responded, let his son go ahead, and wiped his face with a hand that popped out.It's a bit embarrassing to cry in front of my son, but I'm still so moved that I just want to cry.

After returning home, Nezha cast a spell on the two clay figurines to ensure that they would not be destroyed for ten thousand years, and then made a small lotus platform, and put the clay figurines on the edge of the bamboo basket Nuwa sent.In the future, as soon as I wake up, I can feel my son's praise for me.

Lunch ended without a hitch, and Xiaoqiu played football with Nezha in the yard for a while, brushed himself off, changed into pajamas, and took a lunch break on the couch.

"Father, what kind of story do you want to tell me today?" Xiao Qiu tightened her quilt with both hands, and leaned against Nezha's arm.

After all, he has a cold physique. Even though he has strengthened his body and learned some spells in the past three years, he still cannot resist a natural heater like Nezha.Anyway, it's my father, and he doesn't need any money, maybe he can get some interesting stories and delicious meatballs in exchange.

Nezha said: "What do you want to hear? By the way, before that, I have to check your ability to count."

"Without my mother, I can't figure it out."

"Isn't your master's big belly after drinking enough for you to remember?"

From the beginning, for the number 'nine', Nezha used the method of association.Jiuyin is the same as the wine, Taiyi Daoist usually looks tall and thin, with the appearance of a great god, but after drinking the wine, his stomach will swell.

After finding that Xiaoqiu couldn't count to nine, Nezha used his stomach to help his son remember, but the real Taiyi was not in Li's house all day, so he turned his attention to the pregnant Ao Bing.

That's when Xiao Qiuhui yelled 'nine' at his mother's belly that day.

Xiao Qiu scratched his head, as if he had made some mental preparations, "Then I'll try."

Nezha asked ten questions in a row, most of which Xiaoqiu could answer right away, only a few times he would suddenly lose his focus and quickly make up for the loopholes.

"The question is over, my son is really smart."

Xiao Qiu shook her hand happily, and said to Nezha, "Then can I choose a story?"

"anytime."

"What is Dinghaizhu? Why does Uncle Hei Jiaolong have to take it away?"

Nezha was stunned, "Son, where did you hear this? Is it written in the Enlightenment Book?"

"There is a point. But the book only says that it is a treasure of the Dragon Clan, and we should take good care of it. But what exactly is it, Grandpa Tianzun didn't write it down."

"It is used to stabilize the mountains and seas, and it is used in every Dragon Palace. The specific effects may have to wait for your mother to come back to discuss it in detail. As for the Black Flood Dragon...maybe just for fun?" Whether it is public or private, it is not easy for Nezha to elaborate on his affairs.

And it can be seen that Xiaoqiu likes his black dragon uncle very much. If he doesn't have a good mouth and says something more carelessly, he may hurt the child's heart.

"Son, do you want to hear something else? Why don't dad tell you the story of my training on Mount Kunyu?"

Xiaoqiu curled her lips, "It's all about you beating others or who can't practice spells faster than you. I'm tired of hearing about it. Today I want to hear something interesting, such as Uncle Zixin."

Zixin?Nezha didn't come back to his senses for a moment, his mind turned quickly, looking for the person he had met who had this name, even the little fairy who had a quick glance at the sky.

Finally defeated, he sighed and spread his hands to his son, "I really don't know who you are talking about."

"He even came to the house to give gifts a few days ago, saying it was to celebrate his grandfather's birthday."

There was no major event for Li Jing's birthday. He just had a simple meal with his family and received gifts from relatives and friends.However, most of them were converted into equal rewards and sent to various fairy houses.

There were not many gods who came to the door that day and after that, except for Lei Zhenzi and others whom Nezha had befriended, the rest were——

Shang Zhou?

Nezha suddenly shivered, why did he suddenly want to hear his story?