Me and my Junior Brother Yuxu Supreme Treasure [Fengshen]

Nezha drove the Hot Wheels, and according to the route he remembered, quickly flew over Wuguan and Jizhou, and slowed down above Chentangguan.He was about to go straight to the General Military Mansion of Guanzhen, when he suddenly heard a loud cry from the beach near the sea.

He forgot Jin Zha's advice, and followed the sound, only to see seven or eight fishing village women on the beach, sallow, emaciated, skinny, old and young, weeping sadly around the wreckage of a fishing boat.

The cries and cries in the thunder and rain in his memory fell to his ears again, which shocked him.

He collected himself, landed on the beach, walked forward involuntarily, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Those women were crying sadly, and one of the middle-aged fisherwomen suppressed tears and answered his question.

"The Taoist leader Haojiao learned that there were only 28 men in our village. They went out to sea on the ninth day of last month and encountered a storm. None of them returned. We have become a village of widows. Now the search boat belongs to Xu's family, and the broken hull was taken by Xu's family. She recognized her man, but her man’s body was gone, so she wept.”

Nezha asked softly, "Since the storm at sea is dangerous, why don't you go to the town to make a living?"

The woman glanced at him and said with tears in her eyes, "This little Taoist leader is very eloquent. The people in our fishing village have lived off the sea for generations. They know nothing but fishing and weaving nets. What else can you do as a slave?"

Another old woman with white teeth scolded angrily, "We fishermen have relied on the sea for generations to survive. As long as we worship sincerely, keep ourselves safe, be careful, and go in and out of the sea according to the tides of the four seasons, Grandpa Dragon King will not let us Starved to death! If it wasn’t for Li Nezha, the good son born to Master Zongbing, who offended the Sea Dragon King, how could we be angered, and the Sea Dragon King would never let us catch fish and shrimp again!”

"Hush, silence! Those military officers are all murderers without batting an eyelid. If they know that we are talking nonsense here, they will probably massacre the village, let alone I heard..." The middle-aged woman paused, "Then Li Zongbing's three sons are all reincarnated gods, even if they fight the Sea Dragon King, they are gods fighting..."

"Since the gods are fighting, why bother us to kill the common people? The heavens are not fair, the heavens are not fair!"

The girls cried again.

Nezha couldn't bear to smell it any more.He took out the only broken silver on his body and left it to the poor and lowly fisherwomen. Regardless of their tears of gratitude and praise for the good man, he stepped on the hot wheel and turned into a shooting star, which fell into Guan Town in a blink of an eye.

He didn't want to meet Li Jing, follow the diary

Nezha was still restless after handing in the paperwork. He hurried all the way to the outside of Xiqi City.He had excellent eyesight, and suddenly saw a birdman flying out of the mountain, he looked carefully, it turned out to be the Yin Shang monster general who used a weird hammer-drill weapon in the formation, and immediately drew out the circle of heaven and earth to attack the opponent.

As soon as Xin Huan flew into the sky, he encountered the evil star of Zhouying, and was caught off guard by the Qiankun circle, and fell down with a loud cry.

Seeing a sudden change in the sky, Yang Jian quickly flew over to catch him.

Xin Huan misunderstood him, and when he ambushed his assistant here in advance to prevent himself from submitting to Wen Zhong's military camp, and lamented that "people's hearts are fickle", he pushed him away and said angrily, "Don't bother me, second son, if you really want to Xin’s life, you can take it with your own hands. If you dare not do it, don’t stop me from replying to Grand Master Wen.”

Seeing this sudden change, Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned, seeing Nezha descending from the sky in white clothes and red silk, with a murderous look on his face, he couldn't defend himself, so he had to stand in front of Xin Huan and said, "Master Xin, you go back first, I will explain to my junior brother myself. "

Seeing that he was standing in front of the enemy, Nezha did not chase Xin Huan, but turned towards Yang Jian, and drew out a sharp spear. Suddenly, the murderous aura burst out all over him, and Hun Tian Ling danced without wind, as if ready to confront him at any time.

Seeing that Yang Jian was indeed unwilling to help Shang Fazhou, Xin Huan gave his feet a pause and spread his wings and flew towards the business camp.

Seeing that he left safely, Yang Jian turned to Nezha and asked with a smile, "Where did the younger brother come from?"

Seeing his gentle smile, Nezha was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up as if awakened from a dream, repeated "where did he come from", looked down blankly at the spear/spear in his hand, and slowly put it on the ground.

Yang Jian looks calm on the outside, but his heart is in his throat. If there is no fierce battle today, he has to explain it with a cunning tongue. Guang, it seemed that he was out of his mind, and he didn't want to find out whether he was collaborating with the enemy, so he asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you, Junior Brother? Seeing that I have a private meeting with the enemy general, don't you want to ask me if I am collaborating with the enemy and treason?"

Nezha returned to his seat, and said blankly, "Ah, Second Brother Yang, is it you? What are you talking about... Are you meeting the enemy general in private?"

He put away the pointed spear, and the blood that had just bravely killed the enemy seemed to have disappeared all at once.

Yang Jian: "Oh."

——So when this guy started his attack just now, he didn't see the enemy's situation clearly.Should he be said to be simple-minded, or simple-minded?

Nezha withdrew his weapon, and after a while, he replied, "Brother, do you think I am a fool? If you say treason, whose country is this? If you say it is suspected of collaborating with the enemy, Senior Brother Yang can go and explain to his uncle. Nezha doesn't need to know The reason for this. If I have to ask, I would like to ask my brother, you extradited me to share the Celestial Eye Consciousness before, and you must have discovered that I am a weapon spirit and not a human being. In fact, I am a great murderous weapon spirit, and I am definitely not a good spirit! You have heard that the Grand Master and others uncovered the old things about the origin of this blood-stained real body. You are not afraid that Nezha is ruthless, and when you are suspected of collaborating with the enemy, he turns his face and plots against you. If Zha hurts others and himself again, half of the karma will be yours."

His words were sharp, but he got the true biography of Taiyi real person in Jinguang Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, but he didn't hesitate to hurt himself with his words, but he felt what he saw when he went back to Chentangguan.

Yang Jian didn't expect him to say these words, so he couldn't help but let out a long laugh. After laughing, he said, "I'm really not afraid." He paused, and then said, "Junior brother, are you afraid?"

It was the first time Nezha heard him laugh so indulgently, and he admitted that he was never afraid of himself, so he couldn't help but feel lighter.He threw the Huntian silk into the air, and the Huntian silk fluttered with the wind, turning into a swaying red silk swing, but there were no handles on either side. He flew up and sat on it, and raised his chin provocatively at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian jumped lightly, and flew to sit on the Huntian silk, and heard this proud young man's answer as clear as ice and snow.

——"One person does things and the other person is responsible. I am naturally not afraid of my young master."

Although he was answering Yang Jian, those indescribably beautiful almond eyes were looking at the starry night sky. No matter whether he faced the turbulent waves or the prospect of a difficult future, his lotus blossoms and pride would not change. a cent!