The Diary of the Cultivation of the Little Dragon God

Everyone followed the reputation, it was a young man.

There is a shallow new scar at the end of the man's eye, and the cold light leaking from his eyes from time to time seems to be able to freeze everything around him.But right now, the corners of his mouth are upturned, and the smile that hints at spring dilutes the sharpness of his face, making him very eye-catching.

It's like a god descending.

But in fact, he is indeed a god.

When Yin Suzhi saw the person coming, he hurriedly put on his shoes and socks and opened the door to greet him, and then ordered the servants in the yard who kept their heads down and did not dare to breathe a breath to prepare refreshments.

After welcoming people into the house, he quickly cleaned up the table so that he could put the gifts he brought.

"I hope Mrs. Suzhi will forgive me if I bother you." He said politely.

Yin Suzhi waved his hand, walked quickly over to pick up the tray brought by the servants, and sent them to work in other courtyards before turning back to serve tea.

The man took a sip of tea, put his finger in front of the little ball, tickled its chin, and asked, "When I came here, I saw that most of the guards in the mansion were missing. Is there something wrong?"

"The weather has been calm these days, so we don't need so many people for the time being. In addition, my husband needs someone to escort me when I go out to do errands, so I dispersed them."

"I see."

The little ball seemed to be scratched by his long nails, shrunk his face, hopped on the table a few times with the ball of wool in his arms, then rolled onto Ao Bing's lap to find a comfortable place to lie down.

The man squinted his eyes, expressing doubts about the result.

"Maybe he is afraid of strangers." Ao Bing said.

Nezha added: "Just looking at it, you can tell that you have never raised a dragon."

"Zha'er, what nonsense are you talking about?" Yin Suzhi refilled the tea for the guests, "It's purely inexperienced."

The man's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and he could hear the soft grinding of his teeth when he got closer.

"Oh."

This exclamation almost made him squeeze his teacup.

Yin Su knew: "I forgot to organize the scrolls. Your Majesty, please forgive my little god."

The man nods.

"By the way, Your Majesty must stay at the residence for dinner tonight." After speaking, Yin Suzhi closed the door and left.

Ao Bing cleaned the fluff from Xiaoqiu's mouth, let him lie on his lap, and looked up at the man, "Daddy, why did you come here suddenly? Also, what did you mean by 'Dinghai' just now? "

"Literally." Donghuang Taiyi said.

He raised his hand and unwrapped the gift he brought. The top layer was clothes, which were neatly stacked from small to large. In the middle were several gourds. Medicinal pills with different effects.And the bottom one...

"What is this stick for? And this little ring." Nezha picked two people close to him to ask, seeing Ao Bing's complexion suddenly changed, and his voice trembled accordingly, "No, it can't be... ...Can't you give it secretly? Or a secret voice tells me to go to the sky to get it. Now that it's laid out in a big way, isn't there no surprise at all?"

Dong Huangtai glanced at him, raised her hand and patted his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Clean up all the things in your mind that you can't see your father! This is my grandson's toy!"

"The stick? The golden ring? Are you sure you didn't..." I passed it to my son after playing with it.The following words were blocked in the throat by Ao Bing, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"Father, I have to go through this." Ao Bing smiled gently, but the strength of his hands was merciless. It was not until Nezha scratched his side waist with his nails through the clothes that he slowly put away his hands and let him go against the wall. While breathing fresh air.

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the deflated Nezha, and the gloom in his heart dissipated, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Long'er is not afraid, it's not a ghost mother-in-law." Ao Bing coaxed and fed the little ball with water.Xiaoqiu babbled a few words, gulped and began to drink water, and bit the wooden spoon with a groan when it was done.

Donghuang Taiyi, who was originally in a good mood, fell into a slump again because of the word "ghost mother-in-law". After breathing enough, Nezha went around behind him and patted him on the shoulder, "Just get used to it, brother."

"Move your hooves, I'm not your brother." Dong Huangtai gave him a sharp look, then turned to Ao Bing and said, "I'm his own grandfather, how can I be a ghost mother-in-law?" It seems that there is a bit of grievance.

Yes, you are not a ghost mother-in-law, you are a ghost father-in-law.Nezha sat back to his original position and thought.

After a little effort, Ao Bing finally pulled the spoon out of the mouth of the ball and put it into the bowl at hand.Fu stretched his head out of the basket to take out a coat and put it on the little ball, and then said: "Guilong, no, dad, he is still young, and it is not easy to get close to people. You come in so murderous, don't you?" Speaking of this baby who is less than one year old, even my mother was shocked just now."

"Did you want to call ghost father-in-law just now?" East Emperor Taiyi asked.

"No, you heard it wrong." Ao Bing smiled, holding up the ball to guide him, "Look, this is grandfather."

The little ball tilted its head and looked at him for a long while, then suddenly dragged its little tail and moved towards him.Just when Donghuang Taiyi thought he was about to drop the little pompom in his hand and ran to him for a hug, the little ball turned around and looked at his own grandfather (or rather, Grandfather?) flicked his tail, and finally jumped back to Ao Bing's lap with his little head up and his tail dragging.

Nezha was in the thoughts of 'my son is so cute, the more he looks like me, the more he looks like me, he must be a general in the future' and 'such a cute child, if he doesn't look good, he can be easily stolen, so let's hide him from now on' , judging from the corners of the lips that were widening and parting, it was obvious that he was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

As for the rest, the Dragon God who married a human god and gave birth to a dragon, and the Yaohuang who married a dragon and became the father of a dragon looked at each other, and there was a kind of tacit embarrassment between them.

The dragon wags its tail.

This is an auspicious meaning in the eyes of ordinary people.

But only the Dragon Clan knows that this action actually represents an attack.When a dragon wags its tail at you, it definitely does not mean that it likes you and wants to have sex with you.but—

You bastard, you're blocking my way, let's see if I don't shake you off.

Although this was something Donghuang Taiyi tried his best to deny, it had to be said that this demon emperor who once dominated the Three Realms and was worshiped by tens of thousands of people was hated by his grandson who had just learned to crawl.

Or hate at the highest level.

Nezha came back to his senses and shook his head from side to side, and raised his hand to press Donghuang Taiyi's shoulder, "Did he wag his tail at you? That's great, I haven't been swayed before."

"Nezha, Long'er seems a little unhappy, why don't you take him around the mansion?"

Nezha took over his son who was playing in Huanglongjiao, put on his shoes and went out, leaving the father and son to sit solemnly facing each other.

"Father, you can speak directly if you have something to say, don't hold it in your heart." After Nezha and Xiaoqiu's aura disappeared, Ao Bing opened his mouth.

Donghuang Taiyi remained silent, and it took a while to speak out, "Can you say anything?"

Ao Bing nodded.

"Okay. The sky can't know what's going to happen next, and the earth can't hear it. You'd better not keep it in your heart, or something big will happen." Dong Huangtai put his two fingers together, and slammed towards the door, throwing a mana pole. Strong enchantment.

According to this battle, there will be another chaos.

Ao Bing sat upright, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his smile was suppressed, and his whole body raised a chilling aura.

Suddenly, Donghuang Taiyi stood up, walked towards the shell bed, took off the cotton pillow on top, and put his palm on the empty sheet with a stern expression.

Is it possible...

Ao Bing frowned.

The light in the palm gradually became stronger, a little dazzling, and the face of the caster became more and more ugly.

"Is he a formidable opponent?" Ao Bing asked.

"Ah."

"Then we..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a bang, and Donghuang Taiyi lay down on the shell cover and beat it frantically.

"Father?" Ao Bing approached, quietly moved his head to see what kind of monster it was, and when he noticed his father's face, he asked with some uncertainty: "Are you crying?"

"It's really embarrassing for me to be hated by Yichang. I was born so amiable that even iron-eating beasts and flying tigers are willing to cling to me. Why Yichang hates me is too strange."

Iron-eaters and flying tigers stick to you because the food in your palace is the best.Ao Bing thought.

"Bing'er, do you think it's because I spend too little time with him? How about I stay here for 30 days a month?"

"Father, aren't you afraid that Mr. Si Ri Xing will sue the Heavenly Emperor? Besides, from my point of view, it doesn't seem to have much to do with the length of company time. Father-in-law also spends little time at home, but Long'er has no ties with him. Still There are new day laborers in the mansion, guards who change shifts every day, and a vegetable vendor who happens to come to Nezha’s room to find his mother to count the money for vegetables...Father, why are you vomiting blood?"

Donghuang Taiyi silently wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, then turned his head and said to Ao Bing seriously: "In the future, don't play with your second brother less, this is the only request father has for you."

Ao Bing nodded obediently, and reached out to help his father up, but was stopped by a raised hand.

It's so embarrassing to lose all manners in front of your own son.

At the same time, the disgraced little dragon god is nestling comfortably in his father's arms and playing with pompoms.He was thinner than Long at the same age when he was born, and his physique was colder than Ao Bing's.Ever since he felt the furnace-like heat on Nezha, whenever Nezha reached out to hug him, he would never turn to Ao Bing's embrace again.

Xiaohanlong, who yearns for warmth, is so principled.

"Son, look, this is our family's garden. Call the red one whatever you want, but it's a red flower with green leaves. You want to ask why it's green? I don't know either. Anyway, it’s green, as long as it likes it.”

Xiao Qiu lowered his head and concentrated on playing the ball the whole time, ignoring his words at all.

Nezha babbled all the way, and at the end his mouth was a little dry, and he walked into the small pavilion in the center of the lake to rest.

The wind is a bit cool today, and it is refreshing on the face.

Nezha put the little ball in his arms, facing the wind, and let the wind mess his hair.The position where he was sitting happened to be able to see the mountains in the distance. The mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, which gave him a sense of fairyland.

"Master said before that when you get older, let me take you to Kunyu Mountain to meet the master. It's not that I think too much, I always feel that he also wants you to practice under Kunyu's sect. But the whole family is Kunyu. Yushan’s is really boring. Don’t you think so?” He reached out and touched the corner of the ball, watching him trembling slightly with satisfaction.

"I don't know when you will grow up and what you will look like." Various ideas for the future flashed through Nezha's mind, but he quickly rejected them by shaking his head.

A god who has a long time, what does he want so much?It's better to focus on the present.

He rolled his eyes twice, and scratched the little ball's chin with his fingers, "Come on, call Dad, come and listen." Little ball felt a little itchy, and shrank his head inward.

"Scream dad, I'll give you another ball, bigger than this one, with more colors."

The little ball raised its head a little, obviously lured by this condition.But the expression of indifference was still on the face, the big round eyes quickly glanced at Nezha, and lowered his eyes again.

"two."

Xiao Qiu yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Three, plus a smaller one, for you to play with beads."

Small air bubbles began to pop out of Xiaolong's nose.

Nezha lowered his head in frustration, and moved to a leeward position to lean against.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it has been so long that Nezha has fallen asleep on his back, and Ao Bing came to look for someone.

Seeing the father and son sleeping in the same way, he shook his head helplessly, stepped forward to hold the ball, and cast a spell to teleport Nezha back to the room.

Just when he took a few steps out of the kiosk, he heard a voice in his arms.

"Ding."