I opened the academy in Liaozhai

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Nezha sat down in the middle with a big horse and golden knife, and said aggressively, "Tell me, what's going on here."

Su Xiao swallowed, "I just wrote a book, how did you wake up in the reflection of history, I actually... don't know very well." The last few words, Su Xiao said very clearly guilty conscience.

"Aren't you a human historian? How come you don't even know the ability of the historian."

"Well, historians are actually quite hated... There are too many people of the same race and different races who want to eradicate historians."

If you can firmly grasp the black history of your family's eight generations, and make it public without mercy, who can give it a good face?

"So... the official historians died in the Tang Dynasty, that is, about 2000 years after the Battle of the Conferred Gods..."

"I'm just an ordinary person who discovered the inheritance of historians by accident." Su Xiao admitted while touching his nose, "I'm relatively stupid, and I don't have any seniors to ask for advice. I'm also surprised that I can summon the reflection of the long river of history for the first time. Whether there will be other mutations in the process, and what the reason is, that is beyond my control."

The boy's delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of hostility, "So you want to say, you don't know why I look like this?"

What does the juvenile Nezha look like?

Su Xiao tried to beautify it with rainbow farts in his heart: smart, brave and upright, mischievous and lovable, with high martial arts skills...

But no amount of idioms can hide a fact:

This Nezha god is not only only 65 centimeters tall, but also has a round baby face, tender arms and legs as white as lotus root, and is also tied with a red headband, wearing a red bellyband and red silk pants, just like a Spring Festival New Year painting The fat doll that everyone loves to see!

Just now fear overwhelmed everything, but now the atmosphere has eased, Su Xiao looked at Nezha who looked like a red envelope, and had to pinch his palms hard to keep the curvature of his face unchanged.

She tried to hypnotize herself: You have been professionally trained and you will never laugh.The dog's life matters, there must be no laughing here!

"So my current image is all thanks to you." The young Nezha's veins were throbbing, "I'll kill you—"

"Hey—the third prince, please spare me!" Su Xiao immediately hugged the dog's head and surrendered, "Your current image is completely in line with the historical interpretation, please don't anger the innocent historian! I am already the last one among the historians. QAQ, the third prince Forgive me—"

The furious Nezha took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and sober, "What did you write in the book?!"

"That is, the integration of folklore, and the dictation of Erlang God Yang Jian..."

Nezha's breathing fluctuated violently, "Second brother has also gone to the lower realm. Is there his handwriting in the middle?"

"Yes." Su Xiao said cautiously, "Erlang Shenjun provided a lot of help for the completion of "The Legend of Nezha". By the way, I wrote your life according to the general history of biography. References. Absolutely nothing made up."

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, Nezha raised his voice and scolded: "Nonsense!" Second brother, he won't talk too much.

More importantly, the second brother will not mislead the historian with so much wrong information!

Deformed family, mutated personality, missing elder brother, self-talking teacher... This world is twisted and hateful!

Su Xiao trembled after being reprimanded, and lowered his head involuntarily, showing a frustrated expression.

Su Qing couldn't see the girl who had always been confident showing a weak expression, and held her hand to express her support in silence.

Receiving the soft comfort of her best friend, Su Xiao barely raised her spirits, "Anyway, it can arouse your true spirit, which is enough to prove that my story has not changed too much. Only when the third prince on the water casts a glance, you will be in this piece of land. Open your eyes in the reflection. Now that it’s here, let’s be at ease, the third prince let go of his mind and treat it as the childhood of his second life, how about enjoying it?”

In any case, having a second childhood and being able to reunite with parents, teachers, teachers and friends is a good thing to celebrate.

"Boom——" a red light flashed, and a large pit appeared in the courtyard, and the beautiful decorations disappeared without a trace.

The response of the larva Nezha to Su Xiao was the ruins. After the courtyard was destroyed, Huntianling shrouded the heads of the crowd with claws and claws, and a creepy "heh" echoed in the small courtyard.

The young boy who had vented his anger walked up to Su Xiao with a cold expression, "About my description, where did you get the information, tell me one by one. Don't worry, we still have a lot of time."

Su Xiao, who received the threat, trembled: ...Good third prince!No problem, third prince!

Su Xiao has already familiarized herself with the information collected for "The Legend of Nezha". On the cloth Nezha brought, she wrote down the whole story with a pen. Qingqing is cold now.

The cloth lists the sources of Nezha legends one by one, including Erlang Shenjun's dictation, Taoist classics, Buddhist legends, records of the Third Prince Temple...

Nezha stared at the names of reference materials that Su Xiaoyuan kept listing, and said with a smirk, "This place, that place, and here, the descriptions of me conflict with each other. How do you choose?"

Su Xiao hesitated, "According to Erlang Shenjun's dictation, I try to include all the narrations in the classics from different aspects, and strive to reflect every aspect of your character."

"Of course, rationality still comes first."

Nezha lowered his face, and said expressionlessly: "I finally know why the Wushi lineage died out." You really dare to write anything!

Unofficial biography, at first glance, it is nonsense, do you dare to stuff it into it? !

Su Xiao was so pressed by the aura of the gods that he froze and didn't dare to move.

Su Qing embraced the pale-faced Su Xiao into her arms, and said to Nezha: "Xiaoxiao figured out how to cultivate the official historian. It's normal to have omissions. The awakening of your true spirit this time is purely accidental. If the third prince If you are dissatisfied, you can leave, there is no need to scare her."

"A mere ass—"

Fire meteors flashed across the boy's silver eyes, turning them into a dazzling golden red.

Su Xiaomeng trembled, and raised his head from Su Qing's arms, "Third Prince calm down. It was I who overestimated my strength and created this embarrassing situation, and I am willing to accept the punishment. Please don't affect Qingqing."

"Punishment - nonsense."

The god with golden red pupils looked cold, "What kind of punishment can make you familiar with the inheritance of historians, that is meaningful to me. Now I am constrained by the stories written by you, and my words and deeds are influenced by external forces. Ordering you to be punished will eliminate the influence, can you do it?"

Su Xiao's mouth opened and closed, unable to speak: She herself didn't really understand why Nezha's personality deviated!

At any rate, she knew that the personality of Erlang Shenjun Yang Jian came from the "Fengshen Bang", the worship beliefs of all living beings, and a little inspiration from Zhenjun himself, but what happened to the awakened God Nezha?

When she finished, she didn't pay homage to the temple of the third prince. It's too strange that the third prince appeared out of thin air this time...

The larval god got the answer from Su Xiao's expression, stretched out his hand to recall Huntian Ling who was dancing in the air, and said in a stern tone, "What method does the second brother use to descend to the realm?"

Su Xiao: "I wrote a book for Zhenjun, attached an embroidered image, and finally went to Guanjiangkou Temple to ask for some real spirits, and only then did I achieve the body of Zhenjun walking in the world."

But your situation is different, third prince, you awakened directly in the book!

Although Su Xiao repeatedly explained that "I have nothing to do with me, I'm just a poor kitten", but in the end the blame for the big change in the appearance of the third prince Nezha and his distorted personality was still thrown back on Su Xiao's head.

Nezha: Although beliefs in the world have distorted my personality and appearance, why do you follow the scriptures?A half-hearted historian!

The second brother is also really, please choose an unreliable candidate...

Overwhelmed by the scapegoat, Su Xiaonei's face is full of bullshit: Master Zhenjun tricked me~ Master Nezha has seen the persona set by Master Zhenjun, but the male god didn't see it for the sake of my devout faith, so he gave me the correct revision Opinion!

Knowing the truth of the world, Nezha seemed to float to the surface from the suffocation of the deep sea, took a deep breath of free air, and changed the daily patrol route around Chentangguan to come to the small courtyard every day.

Knowing that the parents of Li's house are just the changing and false reflections in the river, Nezha really can't face the serious and rigid father and the gentle and haggard mother, so he can only avoid them hastily and settle down in the small courtyard he built privately.

Being stared at by Nezha, who is not in a good mood, Su Xiao's psychological pressure is getting bigger and bigger. He has repeatedly persuaded the Nezha to simply take back the true spirit, and let the world lose its protagonist and self-destruct.If he really wanted to go to the lower realms, he could tell himself all the real history and let her do it again with a Lin pen.

Su Xiao vowed: With this successful experience, it will definitely be more perfect next time.She will definitely be able to summon the reflection of the long river of history that perfectly fits the memories of Nezha!

Chuipiao boy looked at Su Xiao with horrified eyes: You, half-hearted historian, do you still want to have a next time?

Not knowing where his speech offended this demon, Su Xiao felt wronged, "Then what do you want? I can do as I do."

Nezha was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

As the commander of the heavens, he was born with [-] murders. Although his personality has a cruel side, he is not a murderous maniac himself.

I don't know how the history was handed down in the world. The third prince who mortals believed in turned out to be a violent and irritable child. As a result, he was polluted by his beliefs when he was trapped here, and he couldn't suppress his irritability even if he was calm every day.

Not wanting to indulge himself and destroy the incense of believers, Nezha had to use various methods to divert his attention every day to dissipate his anger.

However, even though he was suffering all the time and his reason was divided by invisible forces, Nezha never thought of letting Su Xiao destroy this reflection.

The larval god in red stood in front of the newly added pond in the courtyard, looking at the lotus pavilion in the pond with his hands behind his back, "Su Xiao, what is your purpose for entering this world?"

When Su Xiao heard Nezha's question, his eyes lit up and he wanted to answer.

Su Qing stretched out her hand to hold down her leaning forward body, and shook her head lightly.

Su Xiao paused, and decided to listen to her best friend's advice, and said, "Qingqing will accompany me to test to see if the summoning is successful."

Nezha turned around, his golden-red pupils looking like knives, "Snake, even if you stop her from speaking, I know that the main purpose of your coming here is for you." His immature voice became deeper, "One last time, why did you come here? .”

Su Xiao saw the jumping flames in Nezha's eyes, and he knew that he should not speak in vain, so he turned his head and smiled at Su Qing who was frowning, and said, "Third Prince, your eyes are as bright as a torch. We came here for one thing, Qingqing wants Hualong."

"You are quite courageous." The corners of the majestic god's lips curled up, and strong malice flowed from the brows, "Even though I know that I have enmity with the Dragon Clan, you still dare to tell the snake's purpose."

Dragon?ha!

The author has something to say: Nezha: Well, I haven’t seen a panting dragon around me for a long time, is the viper’s courage very impressive?