Let go of that Nezha and let me come

Nezha and Ao Cang were no better than Xibohou. After leaving Chaoge, they slowed down. Nezha picked a few bunches of flower branches on the side of the road and tied a flower ball.In order for Ao Cang to hold it in his hands, Nezha chose Xiaoduo's bouquet and tied it into a small ball, which was even smaller than Ao Cang looked.

"Oh." Ao Cang couldn't put it down, "It's been a long time, and I finally got a new ball."

"Yeah." Seeing Ao Cang's happy appearance, Nezha turned his mouth up slightly.The little dragon was so cute, Nezha couldn't help touching Ao Cang's little horns again.

They were walking on the small road in the suburbs, surrounded by bushes, although the weather was cold, the bushes were full of small flowers pinched in Ao Cang's hands, and the small flowers had a burst of fragrance, which was refreshing.

Nezha took Ao Cang for a while, and Ao Cang jumped down to pick a few flowers, then wrapped them up and handed them to Nezha: "I'll give you a red bellyband too."

The small wreath wrapped around Ao Cang was only a little bit big, so Nezha could only put it on his fingers. After trying a few fingers, only the ring finger was the most suitable.

Nezha had just put on the small wreath sent by Ao Cang when he felt a gust of wind whistling.

"Wu that kid, why did you steal my herbs?"

"hold head high?"

A little boy in a white robe ran over waving a fan. The little boy had white hair and a childlike face, two snow-white eyebrows were slender and long, and a pair of eyes were shining brightly. In front of Nezha and Ao Cang.

"Give me back my Dependent Grass."

"What?" Nezha blinked.

"It's in your hands." The little boy waved the fan in his hand. "Do you know how much effort I have spent to cultivate this? It takes 100 years to pump green, 100 years to mature leaves, 100 years to bloom, and it will bear fruit in a few days. Did you make it?"

"Ang?" Ao Cang looked down at the bouquet in his hand.

"How can you pick my herbs privately, and have you created the efficacy of this herb? How can you pick my flowers if you don't create anything? Now I not only want you to pay for my flowers, but also to look good."

"..." Ao Cang stared at the little boy.

Little boy: "What are you looking at? Why don't you come back quickly?"

Ao Cang quickly stuffed the flower ball into his body.

"I won't give it to you. This is the red bellyband for me."

The little boy's eyes were wide open, and even his eyebrows were raised. "Ah, you little goblin, you are so ignorant, my old gentleman will definitely want you to look good today... I, I will catch you and make alchemy."

"I'm not afraid of you." Ao Cang grabbed a red bellyband from his body. "come on."

The little boy waved the dust fan lightly, and a strong wind blew Ao Cang into the air.Ao Cang let out an "ang woo", and hooked Nezha's Qiankun ring around his neck with his tail, so he didn't fly away.

Nezha gently tugged at the Qiankun circle, grabbed Ao Cang and stuffed it into his clothes, and said to the little boy, "This place belongs to Chaoge, who are you to use Chaoge's land?"

Ao Cang's nose moved. "He is not a human being, he is a god."

"Even a god can't just point to a place and say it's his own."

"These flowers and plants are mine." The little boy almost jumped up. "It's mine, it's mine. There are nine hundred and ninety-eight flowers in total. If you don't believe me, count them."

"Who is going to count?" Ao Cang looked at the little boy in disbelief. "You said [-] is [-]? What would you say if there is [-] here?"

"This..." The Dependent Grass has a strong ability to reproduce. Although he planted 98 seeds, it seems that there are more than 98 herbal flowers in this piece of herb.

Ao Cang: "If you have the ability to say that you planted it, if you have the ability to call it out, let's see if they will respond to you."

"This... this..." The little boy looked anxious, "I obviously planted this."

"You are a god, why would you grow herbs here?" Nezha asked.

The little boy pouted and took two steps back. "What's the matter with you?"

Nezha: "..." It seems that the little boy doesn't want to mention it, so don't ask, as long as he doesn't pursue the matter of medicinal herbs.

"Oh, you are secretly planting herbs in the mortal world." Seeing that the little boy was timid, Ao Cang jumped out from Nezha's lapel, landed on Nezha's shoulder, and pointed his little paw at the boy. "I want to tell the Jade Emperor secretly."

The little boy frowned. "I'm not afraid. Sue if you have the ability."

Ao Cang waved his red bellyband. "Don't think I can't go to heaven."

Little boy: "Hmph."

Nezha: "...you...couldn't be the little boy of Taishang Laojun?"

The little boy's face changed, and he almost wrote all the thoughts in his heart on his face - how did he know that I was the little boy of Taishang Laojun?

Nezha suddenly had an idea, and said: "Speaking of which, Ao Cang has also met the Supreme Lord."

"Ao Cang?" The little boy was shocked suddenly. "Are you Ao Cang?"

Ao Cang: "Ang?"

"Ao Cang of the East China Sea?"

Nezha: "Why do you have such an expression?"

The little boy took another three steps back, and raised the small fan in his hand to his face. "You...don't come here."

"Ang?" Ao Cang blinked, waved his red bellyband and landed on the ground, and jumped two steps towards the little boy. The little boy backed away quickly. Ao Cang thought it was interesting, and jumped a few more steps towards the little boy.

"Ahhh...you, you, don't come here." The little boy shook his hands and feet, turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran, "Don't pee on me—"

Ao Cang, who was about to chase after him, suddenly froze.

Nezha: "...cough?"

"He must have felt the power of me, so he turned around and ran away in fright." Ao Cang slowly put away his red bellyband, turned around with a serious face, and said to Nezha: "The old man in the palace of the Supreme Lord The little boy is really too weak."

"cough."

"You say that you are not a vegetarian." Ao Cang jumped on Nezha's shoulder and pinched Nezha's neck with his claws.

Nezha nodded. "Well, it must be so."

The little boy ran into Taishang Laojun not far away.

Taishang Laojun was riding a white cloud, and seeing the little boy from his Tushita palace running from the mortal world in a panic, he couldn't help wondering: "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

"Laojun." The little boy saw Taishang Laojun and rushed towards him. "I, I, I, I saw Ao Cang just now!"

"Ao Cang? Isn't Ao Cang supposed to be in the East China Sea?" Taishang Laojun frowned, and he felt bad for the whole fairy when he mentioned this name. "Because the empress saved his life, the Jade Emperor was very upset and took a lot of good things from me."

"I saw him in Chaoge."

"Chaoge? Now that Chaoge is in such a mess, how could he appear in Chaoge?" Taishang Laojun was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "No, that's not the point."

"It's the point." The little boy said, "The point is that I met him in Chaoge."

Taishang Laojun: "...you talk back?"

Little boy: "...No way."

"You just talk back." Taishang Laojun patted the little boy's head with his dust fan. "Where is the dependent grass I asked you to plant? Why didn't I see any of them when I went to the medicine field just now?"

"Old gentleman, your eyes are dazzled, they are all there."

"Fart, do you think I'll believe you if you hang a painting there?"

Little boy: "..."

"Also, the soil there is so hard, it feels like it hasn't been watered for hundreds of years."

Little boy: "..."

"You went to Chaoge just now, huh?"

Little boy: "This..."

"You went down to plant grass privately, I'm going to tell the Jade Emperor."

"No." The little boy hugged Taishang Laojun's leg. "Old gentleman, you are the best, don't tell the Jade Emperor."

"Hmph." Taishang Laojun stared. "Are you still going to talk back?"

"Don't dare, I will do whatever Laojun says." The little boy shook Taishang Laojun's leg. "I just accidentally sprinkled Ganhe Valley in the medicine field. There is no other way to plant the interdependence grass in the mortal world. It will be ripe in a few days."

"I'll let you off this time, go ahead and reorganize the medicine field."

"Okay, Laojun is the best." The little boy ran away happily, thinking: "It's great, let me hide another thing. When he finds out that I knocked over the medicine stove this morning and ran out, how long should it be?" A hundred years from now, right?

Taishang Laojun knew very well what the little boy was doing. Seeing him hopping and running away, he sighed and shook his head, then touched his chin, and said to himself: "Ao Guang loves this boy so much." Son, why did you let him go to Chaoge?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea sat in front of the gate of the Dragon Palace, sighing.

"Ugh……"

Sitting beside him, Ao Qing also sighed.

"Ugh--"

Ao Xin rubbed her ears. "It's been so long, and Ao Cang hasn't come back yet, so we really don't want to send someone to look for him?"

"What are you looking for? Si Ming Xingjun must have his reasons for saying this. Since it is a good thing for him to leave Ao Cang voluntarily, why should we look for it?" The Dragon King of the East China Sea shook his beard. "I'm used to him being naughty, so it's good to go out and practice."

Ao Xin: "...the last time he went out, he made himself like that."

"Today is different from the past..." The Dragon King of the East China Sea glared at Ao Xin—didn't you see that I was already forbearing?Why are you still poking my heart?

Ao Xin: "... Ao Cang will get tired of playing and come back soon."

"Alas..." Ao Ting sighed again.It’s okay if you know where Ao Cang is now, the key is that after Ao Cang’s tendons were pulled out and his heart was dug out, the immortal energy on his body is almost gone. Know where Ao Cang went.

"Don't moan." Ao Xin took a deep breath, and moaned herself.

The water in the East China Sea suddenly fluctuated slightly, as if someone had fallen into the water in the East China Sea.The three dragons squatting at the gate of the Dragon Palace were shocked suddenly.

"Is Ao Cang back?"

The burning eyes of the three dragons stared at the sea, and a figure slowly appeared.

Taishang Laojun sank down from the sea slowly, with his white clothes fluttering and long hair fluttering, he looked like a fairy.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea frowned, and clicked his tongue in disgust.

"It's not Ao Cang."

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