The rumored third prince
Chapter 25 Ginger is old and spicy
The mountains are so high, the southern geese fly high into the sky, the ancient roads are rugged and dangerous, the tigers and leopards keep making noises, and the white rabbits and deer come and go. Qianyuan Mountain is peaceful and peaceful.
After sending Ao Bing away, Nezha went up the mountain around the winding path, and stepped into the Golden Light Cave surrounded by all the creatures in the mountain.
The huge cave was clean and empty, she picked up a stack of slips neatly and spread them out beside the desk, flipping through them while making notes.
That's right, Nezha prepared the half-human tall bamboo slips for Jinxia.
Jinxia was in the small bamboo grove in Qingmo, being held by Mrs. Yin to zigzag. At this moment, she sneezed suddenly, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. He looked up at the sky, and said to himself that it was just dusk. Panicked?
Qingmo sniffed suddenly, smelling the familiar smell after a long absence, and remembering the animals that had rushed down the mountain together just now, he stepped forward to pat Jinxia's trembling legs, and said gloatingly, "Jinxia, your good day is here Already!"
Mrs. Yin paused her needlework, shook her head and sighed, "Hey, Qingmo, how old are you, why do you still bully children?"
Qing Mo shrugged, retreated to lie down on the bamboo mat and said, "I'm just telling the truth."
Jinxia wiped off the cold sweat that slid to the tip of her nose, saying that he had some bad premonition in his heart, and Qingmo nodded to confirm his thoughts.
Thinking of how Brother Devil practiced, Jin Xia's two legs that were struggling to support her suddenly gave way, and she fell down on the bamboo mat with a bang.
Mrs. Yin pushed Jin Xia to get him up, and said, "I've only done the horse stance for half an hour today, and there's still half an hour left. Let's rest after the tie."
"Get up, Jinxia, let's go back and cook for our ancestors." Qingmo pulled the drooping Jinxia from the bamboo mat, turned to Mrs. Yin and said, "Aunt Yin, are you going?"
Mrs. Yin asked: "What are you going to do?"
Qing Mo replied: "Don't you always ask me about him, now do you want to go with us to the Golden Cave to meet our Shaoshan Lord?"
Is the kid back?
Mrs. Yin was stunned when she heard the words: "Didn't he go down the mountain?"
Qing Mo pulled Jin Xia along and said, "I just came back, otherwise what is Jin Xia afraid of?"
"I'll go! I'll go! Wait for me! I'll tidy up and it'll be ready soon!" Mrs. Yin hastily put down her needle and thread, got up and patted the dust off her clothes, and carefully asked, "Do you think I'm tidy now?"
Qing Mo looked him up and down, and after saying that there was nothing wrong, the three of them headed towards the Golden Light Cave together. When they passed by a pool, Mrs. Yin went to wash her face on purpose.
Qing Mo smiled and said: "Auntie, you don't have to be so pious, our Shaoshan Lord is still easy to get along with."
Mrs. Yin wiped her face and said: "Being a human being is a matter of etiquette. When I see you Shaoshan Lord, naturally you have to go clean and tidy."
When the three arrived at the entrance of the Golden Light Cave, Mrs. Yin stopped in her tracks, and suddenly she was afraid to step into the cave door. Qing Mo looked at her suspiciously, led Jin Xia into the cave first, and called Nezha.
When Mrs. Yin first went up the mountain to see Nezha, she felt that this Qianyuan Mountain was unusual, so after Nezha left, she did not stay idle. First, she went around the mountain and found Qingmo and Jinxia in the bamboo forest. The two of them began to get close to them, and within half a year they had a clear understanding of the situation on the mountain.I also learned that Nezha picked him up from the mountain during the Chongyang Festival. After that, Mrs. Yin began to ask Nezha about other things. Knowing that Nezha’s birthday is the same as her child, Mrs. Yin began to suspect that Nezha was The child I lost more than ten years ago.
Although there are some differences that cannot be determined, Mrs. Yin unconsciously felt a little timid when she thought of the possibility. She didn't dare to face Nezha. With such an excellent child, Mrs. Yin was afraid that he was her own child, and she was also afraid He is not.
After doing enough psychological construction for herself, Mrs. Yin stepped into the cave with a smile on her face.
Nezha heard footsteps, looked up at them, nodded at Qingmo, and closed the last marked bamboo slip.
Jin Xia walked forward slowly and whispered, "Senior Brother..."
"Yeah." Nezha said, "Before tomorrow at midnight, read all these slips."
Under Nezha's direct gaze, Jinxia wrinkled her small face and faced the pile of bamboo slips in front of her, whispering, "I miss the time when senior brother was not around."
Nezha heard the sound and frowned: "Huh?"
Jin Xia hurriedly shook her head, picked up the bamboo slips and read them carefully.
Nezha noticed that Mrs. Yin was staring at her with a smirk. This feeling of being watched made her feel uncomfortable. At the same time, she didn't know what Mrs. Yin was at a loss, so she asked, "Auntie, why haven't you come down the mountain yet?"
Mrs. Yin thought about the prediction in her heart, and said with a smirk: "I saw that Jin Xia was still young, so I wanted to stay and take care of him."
Nezha is used to taking care of other people's thoughts. At first, he thought that if Mrs. Yin didn't want to go down the mountain when he was not around, it would be best to stay on the mountain and take care of Jinxia along the way, but he never thought that she would really be here to take care of Jinxia .
Mrs. Yin's previous method of desperately looking for a son and her current approach of using Jinxia as an excuse did not meet expectations, so Mrs. Yin really stayed here now and used Jinxia as an excuse, which actually led to Nezha's birth. An eerie feeling.
Seeing through Mrs. Yin's little thoughts of her own, Nezha didn't want to point it out. Anyway, she was really happy to stay here to take care of Jinxia, so she nodded, picked up a book from the desk to read, and asked casually, "Stay here?" Take care of Jinxia here, and stop looking for your child?"
Mrs. Yin didn't know what she was thinking. She lowered her head, and a tear fell from her eyes that had experienced vicissitudes: "He was thrown into the mountains before he was born for half an hour. If he is lucky enough to survive, he will know that I am a mother For the sake of his father and two elder brothers, he agreed to give up his life, and he would not recognize me. It would be better not to find me, to leave some comfort for himself, and let him live a quiet life. I, the strange relative who abandoned him Mother still has the face to bother him."
Nezha thought for a while, then threw a scroll of bamboo slips to Mrs. Yin, and said, "The world values filial piety, and filial piety makes filial sons."
Mrs. Yin took the bamboo slips and opened them, but it turned out to be a "Hundred Filial Piety Classic". She stared at the content on it, and said in a low voice: "It is kindness to give birth to kindness, but I am sorry for him."
In good conscience, Nezha doesn't dislike Mrs. Yin very much, and she doesn't mind doing a little favor to earn favors if it's not troublesome.
Thinking of this, Nezha took the bamboo slips in front of Jinxia and asked, "Jinxia, do you miss your mother?"
Regarding the appearance of her mother, Jinxia's memory has become very blurred. He whispered: "Senior brother, Jinxia really wants to eat the cornbread made by mother."
Nezha rubbed Jinxia's little head, and asked Mrs. Yin, "Auntie, can you make corn bread?"
Mrs. Yin nodded, knowing that Nezha wanted her to cook a meal for Jin Xia, so she put the "Hundred Filial Piety Classic" into her sleeve with her backhand, went into the kitchen behind her, asked Qing Mo to fetch rice and noodles, and drove him away after picking out the ingredients. Out of the kitchen.
After hours of busy work, Mrs. Yin brought out a pot of dark yellow cornbread, several emerald green vegetable dishes, and a large bowl of light green wild vegetable soup. She first handed the cornbread to Jinxia, and Jinxia looked at the one who was still reading. Nezha, see Nezha nodded before taking it.
After taking a bite, Jinxia's expression suddenly changed.
Mrs. Yin asked nervously, "Isn't it delicious?"
Jinxia shook her head and said, "It tastes very similar to the cornbread made by my mother, but the cornbread made by my mother is not as soft."
"Jinxia's parents were killed by robbers. Our old man passed by at the time and rescued him." Nezha said, "Different from me, Jinxia is a child who is easy to be content. If you like it, I will teach Jinxia to recognize you as righteous." mother."
Mrs. Yin was startled when she heard the words, she didn't expect that Nezha asked her to cook for Jin Xia for this reason, she asked cautiously: "Will Jin Xia be willing?"
Seeing that Jinxia was eating in a hurry, Mrs. Yin was afraid that he would choke, so she poured a bowl of soup in front of him. Jinxia was stunned, her eyes turned red, remembering that when his mother was still alive, whenever he was in a hurry to eat, she would always serve him tea The soup maker was afraid of choking.
"No one is robbing you, eat slowly, it's all yours." Nezha asked: "Would Jinxia want to have a mother who loves and loves you again?"
Mrs. Yin did not expect that a meal would make the child cry, so she opened her mouth and said cautiously: "You don't want to and you don't force it, don't cry, don't cry."
"It's not that Jinxia doesn't want to." Jinxia took a sip of the soup while picking up the bowl, and said, sobbing, "Jinxia is thinking of mother, she would be like this when she was still alive..."
Seeing that Jinxia's tears were almost unstoppable, Nezha hurriedly interrupted his memory and said, "Jinxia, would you like Aunt Yin to be your foster mother?"
When Jin Xia heard this, her tearful eyes fixed on Mrs. Yin, waiting for her to speak.
Mrs. Yin didn't know what she was thinking of, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, okay, okay, I can't find it, but I found one."
Jinxia knelt down, clacked her head three times in a row, and shouted, "Mother."
Mrs. Yin helped Jinxia up from the ground, then took out a palm-sized flag from her sleeve and handed it to him, saying: "The godmother has been away from home for a long time, and there is nothing on her body that can be used as a gift for you. The five-element flag is even a gift from the godmother to Jinxia."
Jin Xia took the flag and responded crisply, "Thank you, Godmother."
Qing Mo watched this for a while, swallowed the last bamboo shoot in the bowl, curled his lips and said, "This trouble made me miss my mother too."
Mrs. Yin laughed and teased: "Why don't you recognize me as a godmother?"
Qing Mo shook his head. He is a descendant of iron beasts. It is one thing to be willing to make friends with mortals and gossip, but it is absolutely impossible to be willing to have any relatives with human beings with fragile lives and complicated thoughts.
Nezha grew up with Qingmo since he was a child, and he knows what he is thinking without even guessing. Now that Jinxia has accepted Mrs. Yin's five-element flag, it is natural that there should be a gift in return. She got up and took Jinxia to the library to find A scroll of sword formulas and a Qingfeng sword were produced, and Jinxia was asked to take them out to Mrs. Yin, and then took Qingmo out to patrol the mountains.
There is nothing to patrol the mountain, but she promised Taiyi Daoist will protect Qianyuan Mountain, so as long as she is on the mountain, she will definitely finish this procedure. Allow Qian Yuanshan to have any problems under her nose.
On the way to patrol the mountain, Nezha really found out that there were a few weak holes in the enchantment, and she reinforced it easily.
Life was uneventful, and Ao Bing still came to Qianyuan Mountain every seven days. He was beaten up by Nezha in the morning in the name of practicing kung fu, and he was dragged all over the mountain in the afternoon. The only change is that there are more people now. Mrs. Yin accompanies Jinxia on horseback riding, and doesn't have to eat bamboo shoots every day, so it's much more lively.
Nezha often wondered how Mrs. Yin was so noisy, beating dogs or chasing chickens while practicing, how Qingmo and the others endured it before.
In the blink of an eye, in September, the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea has fallen apart. The eldest princess and the second princess of the West Sea promised one each for the South China Sea and the North Sea, and only one of the third princesses is left. On September [-]th, I must personally go to Xihai to celebrate the little princess's birthday, so as to draw in the relationship between the four seas.
But Ao Bing had that bloody old dream again recently, and was worrying about what gift to prepare for Nezha to defend himself, so he didn't take their irrelevant words to heart at all.
Ao Bing drove away all the servants in the palace, locked himself in the bedroom, held the red string presented by Yuelao and thought all night, and finally thought of what to give.
He pressed his shoulders, thinking about making them neat, anyway, the arm scales are no better than the dragon scales near Ni Lin, let alone the layer of skin on the shoulders and arms. These things can be regenerated, but what if Nezha is gone? It's really gone.
Gritting his teeth, he took four pieces of dragon scales from each of his arms. Ao Bing melted these dragon scales into four pieces just like refining clothes last year, and refined them into wrist guards and boots for seven days. pair.
After two days of rest, it will be the ninth day of September.
Ao Bing went to Qianyuan Mountain early with the gifts he had prepared. Mrs. Yin knew that Nezha’s birthday was today, so she got up early and ordered Qingmo and Jinxia to be busy in the kitchen. Lying under the trellis with a scroll of letters.
After receiving Ao Bing's gift, Nezha was in no hurry to unwrap it. He lay lazily on the wicker chair and chatted with him until noon. Mrs. Yin put the meal she had carefully prepared on the table and came out to call Nezha to eat.
Mrs. Yin had just left the house and before she could yell out, she saw a white cloud approaching at a teleportation speed in the distance, and she said in amazement: "Nezha, look at that cloud, is there a fairy passing by us?"
Nezha looked up, curled his lips and said, "Auntie, prepare two more pairs of chopsticks."
Mrs. Yin was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Nezha slowly got up from the rattan chair, and explained: "My master has brought a guest."
As soon as Mrs. Yin heard that Nezha's teacher had come back, she turned into the cave in response, and the white cloud disappeared, revealing the immortal figure of Taiyi Daoist, and Yang Chan who was holding on to his arm tightly.
Ao Bing stepped forward to greet Master Taiyi, Master Taiyi nodded in agreement, and said to Nezha, "Disciple, I brought you a gift for my master."
Nezha put away the bamboo slips and got up, glanced lazily at Yang Chan, took the gift box and walked to the front, saying, "Young third sister of the Yang family, come, and hang out with my brother from now on, I promise that no one will bully you."
Yang Chan: "...the real person, this?"
Master Taiyi laughed and said, "It's all right, he's teasing you."
Ao Bing smiled and said, "Miss Yang, let's go."
Several people went into the cave hall together, when Master Taiyi saw so many people, Nezha introduced Mrs. Yin before he could speak, so as to save him from hearing something later and saying some nasty things.
What is rare is that after listening to Mrs. Yin's experience, Master Taiyi didn't say anything heart-rending. He just pulled Nezha aside, took out a gold-encrusted jade pendant from his sleeve, and put the Yin Yuanqing on Nezha's neck. The green pearl was replaced by him, and the green pearl was crushed into powder by him.
Nezha raised his hand to touch it, and found that the material of the sapphire pendant was the same as that of the green bead, but the breath was more restrained.
Tucking the sapphire pendant into his jacket, Nezha cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."
Master Taiyi waved his hand and greeted everyone to sit down. The meal was quite harmonious. At the end, Mrs. Yin felt that she had nothing to give Nezha, so she quietly took out a token and hid it in her palm, and asked: "Nezha wants to be an official?"
Nezha asked, "What's so good about being an official?"
Mrs. Yin thought for a while and said: "An official can wear brocade clothes, have thousands of servants, luxurious houses and fine wine, and countless gold and silver treasures."
Nezha shook his head, and said in denial, "What's so good about these things? They're all troubles. It's better to be free. Both good and evil are in my mind."
Master Taiyi thought about the matter of defeating Zhou and conferring gods on the list, which had just been decided a few days ago, and even the executor had just been decided, and he didn't specify for him to go to Xiqi to help Xibohou. Jiang Ziya was going to Chaoge at this time, obviously he was a voter. If the master is wrong, the matter of enshrining the gods will have to be postponed later. When Jiang Ziya reacts, it will be the beginning to know where the master is. At this time, it is not cost-effective to reject this proposal of being an official. Nezha is heavy on martial arts, and it is good to mix in the army , or should be good.
Thinking of this, Master Taiyi immediately sent a voice transmission to Nezha: "People in the army have a strong yang energy and hostile energy, which is good for hiding."
Obedient and listening, Nezha put down the bowl, and immediately changed his words: "However, I am somewhat interested in being a general or marshal."
Mrs. Yin unconsciously held the token and pinched her palm, and asked, "When does Nezha want to go down the mountain?"
Nezha thought for a while and said, "Auntie, your sword control technique is still a bit weak, practice it again, and then go down the mountain, if you want to find your son, you can also have some self-protection ability if you meet some monsters in the mountain. "
Speaking of this, Master Taiyi came back to his senses from the God Conferred Plan that he knew about a few days ago, and told Nezha that Yang Jian was going to retreat with Master Yuding and could not take care of Yang Chan, so Master Yuding entrusted Yang Chan to Qianyuan Shan stays temporarily for a while, and then asks Nezha to take the time to teach her some self-defense skills.
Practicing one is practicing, and practicing two is also practicing. Nezha looked at the quiet and delicate little beauty, agreed without hesitation, and opened Ao Bing's gift box.
The gift box has two upper and lower layers. The upper layer is a pair of jade white wristbands. After putting them on, they feel warm and cool to the touch, very close to the skin, and there is no abnormal feeling; the lower layer is a pair of boots. The wrist is similar, but it is a little harder than the wristband, but it is also comfortable.
Seeing that it was getting dusk, Mrs. Yin asked Jinxia to help put the bowls and chopsticks into the back kitchen. Jinxia carried the bowls and chopsticks back and forth like a breeze, and Nezha sent Daoist Taiyi out of the cave.
Master Taiyi explained: "After you go down the mountain, you must think twice and think twice if you encounter trouble."
Just as Nezha answered yes, Jinxia suddenly rushed out of the hole and passed Ao Bing. Ao Bing stood sideways with his arms covered, and said softly, "Jinxia, slow down, be careful not to fall."
"Got it." Jinxia responded, then embraced Master Taiyi, raised her head and asked, "Master, when will you come back after leaving this time? Jinxia misses you!"
Nezha was very puzzled. He didn't understand where the relationship between Jinxia and this master who had only met once for so many years came from.
Daoist Taiyi rubbed Jinxia's head and said he would be back in three or two years.
Seeing Ao Bing clutching his arm, Nezha opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong with the arm?"
Ao Bing shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Nezha didn't quite believe it, and was about to ask, but Daoist Taiyi suddenly asked Ao Bing, "The Third Prince Long is going back to the East China Sea?"
Just as Ao Bing nodded his head, something bad came to his heart inexplicably, and he shook his head and changed his mind and said nothing.
Taiyi squinted his eyes, suddenly pinched Ao Bing's wrist, narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Are you really not going back?"
Ao Bing frowned and shook his head resolutely.
Master Taiyi saw that he was soft and hard, and because Nezha was here, he couldn't really tear off Ao Bing's sleeve to see clearly, so he had to let him go.
When Nezha changed the wristband before, the real Taiyi felt that something was wrong, and doubted the material of the wristband and boots, but seeing Ao Bing's avalanche without being surprised, he just looked at Nezha with a gentle smile. It's hard for him to guess casually when changing outfits, but just now when Jinxia bumped into him by accident, Ao Bing's face suddenly changed, which couldn't help the old man not to think too much.
But looking at the situation at this time, there is no need to guess, it's just that Nezha has shown himself as a man since he was a baby, and Ao Bing is a man who treats her too much, but he doesn't look like an ordinary friend.But this is not a big problem, it's just that if things go on like this, cause and effect are so deeply involved, let's not say that Nezha can't afford to pay back this kind of intention, I'm afraid it's just an extravagant wish to involve him less.
It is obvious that he confessed that he has been to Qianyuan Mountain for a few years, but this young man doesn't listen to the old man's words, alas...
As the light penetrated into the clouds, Master Taiyi sighed deeply, only the words "Heaven's evils are forgiven, but self-inflicted evils cannot live" are left in his mind, he really has something to worry about this time.
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The author has something to say:
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes; if you listen to the old man's words, you will suffer for several years!
Ao Bing: It’s not right to listen, and it’s not right not to listen, what should I do QAQ
After sending Ao Bing away, Nezha went up the mountain around the winding path, and stepped into the Golden Light Cave surrounded by all the creatures in the mountain.
The huge cave was clean and empty, she picked up a stack of slips neatly and spread them out beside the desk, flipping through them while making notes.
That's right, Nezha prepared the half-human tall bamboo slips for Jinxia.
Jinxia was in the small bamboo grove in Qingmo, being held by Mrs. Yin to zigzag. At this moment, she sneezed suddenly, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. He looked up at the sky, and said to himself that it was just dusk. Panicked?
Qingmo sniffed suddenly, smelling the familiar smell after a long absence, and remembering the animals that had rushed down the mountain together just now, he stepped forward to pat Jinxia's trembling legs, and said gloatingly, "Jinxia, your good day is here Already!"
Mrs. Yin paused her needlework, shook her head and sighed, "Hey, Qingmo, how old are you, why do you still bully children?"
Qing Mo shrugged, retreated to lie down on the bamboo mat and said, "I'm just telling the truth."
Jinxia wiped off the cold sweat that slid to the tip of her nose, saying that he had some bad premonition in his heart, and Qingmo nodded to confirm his thoughts.
Thinking of how Brother Devil practiced, Jin Xia's two legs that were struggling to support her suddenly gave way, and she fell down on the bamboo mat with a bang.
Mrs. Yin pushed Jin Xia to get him up, and said, "I've only done the horse stance for half an hour today, and there's still half an hour left. Let's rest after the tie."
"Get up, Jinxia, let's go back and cook for our ancestors." Qingmo pulled the drooping Jinxia from the bamboo mat, turned to Mrs. Yin and said, "Aunt Yin, are you going?"
Mrs. Yin asked: "What are you going to do?"
Qing Mo replied: "Don't you always ask me about him, now do you want to go with us to the Golden Cave to meet our Shaoshan Lord?"
Is the kid back?
Mrs. Yin was stunned when she heard the words: "Didn't he go down the mountain?"
Qing Mo pulled Jin Xia along and said, "I just came back, otherwise what is Jin Xia afraid of?"
"I'll go! I'll go! Wait for me! I'll tidy up and it'll be ready soon!" Mrs. Yin hastily put down her needle and thread, got up and patted the dust off her clothes, and carefully asked, "Do you think I'm tidy now?"
Qing Mo looked him up and down, and after saying that there was nothing wrong, the three of them headed towards the Golden Light Cave together. When they passed by a pool, Mrs. Yin went to wash her face on purpose.
Qing Mo smiled and said: "Auntie, you don't have to be so pious, our Shaoshan Lord is still easy to get along with."
Mrs. Yin wiped her face and said: "Being a human being is a matter of etiquette. When I see you Shaoshan Lord, naturally you have to go clean and tidy."
When the three arrived at the entrance of the Golden Light Cave, Mrs. Yin stopped in her tracks, and suddenly she was afraid to step into the cave door. Qing Mo looked at her suspiciously, led Jin Xia into the cave first, and called Nezha.
When Mrs. Yin first went up the mountain to see Nezha, she felt that this Qianyuan Mountain was unusual, so after Nezha left, she did not stay idle. First, she went around the mountain and found Qingmo and Jinxia in the bamboo forest. The two of them began to get close to them, and within half a year they had a clear understanding of the situation on the mountain.I also learned that Nezha picked him up from the mountain during the Chongyang Festival. After that, Mrs. Yin began to ask Nezha about other things. Knowing that Nezha’s birthday is the same as her child, Mrs. Yin began to suspect that Nezha was The child I lost more than ten years ago.
Although there are some differences that cannot be determined, Mrs. Yin unconsciously felt a little timid when she thought of the possibility. She didn't dare to face Nezha. With such an excellent child, Mrs. Yin was afraid that he was her own child, and she was also afraid He is not.
After doing enough psychological construction for herself, Mrs. Yin stepped into the cave with a smile on her face.
Nezha heard footsteps, looked up at them, nodded at Qingmo, and closed the last marked bamboo slip.
Jin Xia walked forward slowly and whispered, "Senior Brother..."
"Yeah." Nezha said, "Before tomorrow at midnight, read all these slips."
Under Nezha's direct gaze, Jinxia wrinkled her small face and faced the pile of bamboo slips in front of her, whispering, "I miss the time when senior brother was not around."
Nezha heard the sound and frowned: "Huh?"
Jin Xia hurriedly shook her head, picked up the bamboo slips and read them carefully.
Nezha noticed that Mrs. Yin was staring at her with a smirk. This feeling of being watched made her feel uncomfortable. At the same time, she didn't know what Mrs. Yin was at a loss, so she asked, "Auntie, why haven't you come down the mountain yet?"
Mrs. Yin thought about the prediction in her heart, and said with a smirk: "I saw that Jin Xia was still young, so I wanted to stay and take care of him."
Nezha is used to taking care of other people's thoughts. At first, he thought that if Mrs. Yin didn't want to go down the mountain when he was not around, it would be best to stay on the mountain and take care of Jinxia along the way, but he never thought that she would really be here to take care of Jinxia .
Mrs. Yin's previous method of desperately looking for a son and her current approach of using Jinxia as an excuse did not meet expectations, so Mrs. Yin really stayed here now and used Jinxia as an excuse, which actually led to Nezha's birth. An eerie feeling.
Seeing through Mrs. Yin's little thoughts of her own, Nezha didn't want to point it out. Anyway, she was really happy to stay here to take care of Jinxia, so she nodded, picked up a book from the desk to read, and asked casually, "Stay here?" Take care of Jinxia here, and stop looking for your child?"
Mrs. Yin didn't know what she was thinking. She lowered her head, and a tear fell from her eyes that had experienced vicissitudes: "He was thrown into the mountains before he was born for half an hour. If he is lucky enough to survive, he will know that I am a mother For the sake of his father and two elder brothers, he agreed to give up his life, and he would not recognize me. It would be better not to find me, to leave some comfort for himself, and let him live a quiet life. I, the strange relative who abandoned him Mother still has the face to bother him."
Nezha thought for a while, then threw a scroll of bamboo slips to Mrs. Yin, and said, "The world values filial piety, and filial piety makes filial sons."
Mrs. Yin took the bamboo slips and opened them, but it turned out to be a "Hundred Filial Piety Classic". She stared at the content on it, and said in a low voice: "It is kindness to give birth to kindness, but I am sorry for him."
In good conscience, Nezha doesn't dislike Mrs. Yin very much, and she doesn't mind doing a little favor to earn favors if it's not troublesome.
Thinking of this, Nezha took the bamboo slips in front of Jinxia and asked, "Jinxia, do you miss your mother?"
Regarding the appearance of her mother, Jinxia's memory has become very blurred. He whispered: "Senior brother, Jinxia really wants to eat the cornbread made by mother."
Nezha rubbed Jinxia's little head, and asked Mrs. Yin, "Auntie, can you make corn bread?"
Mrs. Yin nodded, knowing that Nezha wanted her to cook a meal for Jin Xia, so she put the "Hundred Filial Piety Classic" into her sleeve with her backhand, went into the kitchen behind her, asked Qing Mo to fetch rice and noodles, and drove him away after picking out the ingredients. Out of the kitchen.
After hours of busy work, Mrs. Yin brought out a pot of dark yellow cornbread, several emerald green vegetable dishes, and a large bowl of light green wild vegetable soup. She first handed the cornbread to Jinxia, and Jinxia looked at the one who was still reading. Nezha, see Nezha nodded before taking it.
After taking a bite, Jinxia's expression suddenly changed.
Mrs. Yin asked nervously, "Isn't it delicious?"
Jinxia shook her head and said, "It tastes very similar to the cornbread made by my mother, but the cornbread made by my mother is not as soft."
"Jinxia's parents were killed by robbers. Our old man passed by at the time and rescued him." Nezha said, "Different from me, Jinxia is a child who is easy to be content. If you like it, I will teach Jinxia to recognize you as righteous." mother."
Mrs. Yin was startled when she heard the words, she didn't expect that Nezha asked her to cook for Jin Xia for this reason, she asked cautiously: "Will Jin Xia be willing?"
Seeing that Jinxia was eating in a hurry, Mrs. Yin was afraid that he would choke, so she poured a bowl of soup in front of him. Jinxia was stunned, her eyes turned red, remembering that when his mother was still alive, whenever he was in a hurry to eat, she would always serve him tea The soup maker was afraid of choking.
"No one is robbing you, eat slowly, it's all yours." Nezha asked: "Would Jinxia want to have a mother who loves and loves you again?"
Mrs. Yin did not expect that a meal would make the child cry, so she opened her mouth and said cautiously: "You don't want to and you don't force it, don't cry, don't cry."
"It's not that Jinxia doesn't want to." Jinxia took a sip of the soup while picking up the bowl, and said, sobbing, "Jinxia is thinking of mother, she would be like this when she was still alive..."
Seeing that Jinxia's tears were almost unstoppable, Nezha hurriedly interrupted his memory and said, "Jinxia, would you like Aunt Yin to be your foster mother?"
When Jin Xia heard this, her tearful eyes fixed on Mrs. Yin, waiting for her to speak.
Mrs. Yin didn't know what she was thinking of, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, okay, okay, I can't find it, but I found one."
Jinxia knelt down, clacked her head three times in a row, and shouted, "Mother."
Mrs. Yin helped Jinxia up from the ground, then took out a palm-sized flag from her sleeve and handed it to him, saying: "The godmother has been away from home for a long time, and there is nothing on her body that can be used as a gift for you. The five-element flag is even a gift from the godmother to Jinxia."
Jin Xia took the flag and responded crisply, "Thank you, Godmother."
Qing Mo watched this for a while, swallowed the last bamboo shoot in the bowl, curled his lips and said, "This trouble made me miss my mother too."
Mrs. Yin laughed and teased: "Why don't you recognize me as a godmother?"
Qing Mo shook his head. He is a descendant of iron beasts. It is one thing to be willing to make friends with mortals and gossip, but it is absolutely impossible to be willing to have any relatives with human beings with fragile lives and complicated thoughts.
Nezha grew up with Qingmo since he was a child, and he knows what he is thinking without even guessing. Now that Jinxia has accepted Mrs. Yin's five-element flag, it is natural that there should be a gift in return. She got up and took Jinxia to the library to find A scroll of sword formulas and a Qingfeng sword were produced, and Jinxia was asked to take them out to Mrs. Yin, and then took Qingmo out to patrol the mountains.
There is nothing to patrol the mountain, but she promised Taiyi Daoist will protect Qianyuan Mountain, so as long as she is on the mountain, she will definitely finish this procedure. Allow Qian Yuanshan to have any problems under her nose.
On the way to patrol the mountain, Nezha really found out that there were a few weak holes in the enchantment, and she reinforced it easily.
Life was uneventful, and Ao Bing still came to Qianyuan Mountain every seven days. He was beaten up by Nezha in the morning in the name of practicing kung fu, and he was dragged all over the mountain in the afternoon. The only change is that there are more people now. Mrs. Yin accompanies Jinxia on horseback riding, and doesn't have to eat bamboo shoots every day, so it's much more lively.
Nezha often wondered how Mrs. Yin was so noisy, beating dogs or chasing chickens while practicing, how Qingmo and the others endured it before.
In the blink of an eye, in September, the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea has fallen apart. The eldest princess and the second princess of the West Sea promised one each for the South China Sea and the North Sea, and only one of the third princesses is left. On September [-]th, I must personally go to Xihai to celebrate the little princess's birthday, so as to draw in the relationship between the four seas.
But Ao Bing had that bloody old dream again recently, and was worrying about what gift to prepare for Nezha to defend himself, so he didn't take their irrelevant words to heart at all.
Ao Bing drove away all the servants in the palace, locked himself in the bedroom, held the red string presented by Yuelao and thought all night, and finally thought of what to give.
He pressed his shoulders, thinking about making them neat, anyway, the arm scales are no better than the dragon scales near Ni Lin, let alone the layer of skin on the shoulders and arms. These things can be regenerated, but what if Nezha is gone? It's really gone.
Gritting his teeth, he took four pieces of dragon scales from each of his arms. Ao Bing melted these dragon scales into four pieces just like refining clothes last year, and refined them into wrist guards and boots for seven days. pair.
After two days of rest, it will be the ninth day of September.
Ao Bing went to Qianyuan Mountain early with the gifts he had prepared. Mrs. Yin knew that Nezha’s birthday was today, so she got up early and ordered Qingmo and Jinxia to be busy in the kitchen. Lying under the trellis with a scroll of letters.
After receiving Ao Bing's gift, Nezha was in no hurry to unwrap it. He lay lazily on the wicker chair and chatted with him until noon. Mrs. Yin put the meal she had carefully prepared on the table and came out to call Nezha to eat.
Mrs. Yin had just left the house and before she could yell out, she saw a white cloud approaching at a teleportation speed in the distance, and she said in amazement: "Nezha, look at that cloud, is there a fairy passing by us?"
Nezha looked up, curled his lips and said, "Auntie, prepare two more pairs of chopsticks."
Mrs. Yin was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Nezha slowly got up from the rattan chair, and explained: "My master has brought a guest."
As soon as Mrs. Yin heard that Nezha's teacher had come back, she turned into the cave in response, and the white cloud disappeared, revealing the immortal figure of Taiyi Daoist, and Yang Chan who was holding on to his arm tightly.
Ao Bing stepped forward to greet Master Taiyi, Master Taiyi nodded in agreement, and said to Nezha, "Disciple, I brought you a gift for my master."
Nezha put away the bamboo slips and got up, glanced lazily at Yang Chan, took the gift box and walked to the front, saying, "Young third sister of the Yang family, come, and hang out with my brother from now on, I promise that no one will bully you."
Yang Chan: "...the real person, this?"
Master Taiyi laughed and said, "It's all right, he's teasing you."
Ao Bing smiled and said, "Miss Yang, let's go."
Several people went into the cave hall together, when Master Taiyi saw so many people, Nezha introduced Mrs. Yin before he could speak, so as to save him from hearing something later and saying some nasty things.
What is rare is that after listening to Mrs. Yin's experience, Master Taiyi didn't say anything heart-rending. He just pulled Nezha aside, took out a gold-encrusted jade pendant from his sleeve, and put the Yin Yuanqing on Nezha's neck. The green pearl was replaced by him, and the green pearl was crushed into powder by him.
Nezha raised his hand to touch it, and found that the material of the sapphire pendant was the same as that of the green bead, but the breath was more restrained.
Tucking the sapphire pendant into his jacket, Nezha cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."
Master Taiyi waved his hand and greeted everyone to sit down. The meal was quite harmonious. At the end, Mrs. Yin felt that she had nothing to give Nezha, so she quietly took out a token and hid it in her palm, and asked: "Nezha wants to be an official?"
Nezha asked, "What's so good about being an official?"
Mrs. Yin thought for a while and said: "An official can wear brocade clothes, have thousands of servants, luxurious houses and fine wine, and countless gold and silver treasures."
Nezha shook his head, and said in denial, "What's so good about these things? They're all troubles. It's better to be free. Both good and evil are in my mind."
Master Taiyi thought about the matter of defeating Zhou and conferring gods on the list, which had just been decided a few days ago, and even the executor had just been decided, and he didn't specify for him to go to Xiqi to help Xibohou. Jiang Ziya was going to Chaoge at this time, obviously he was a voter. If the master is wrong, the matter of enshrining the gods will have to be postponed later. When Jiang Ziya reacts, it will be the beginning to know where the master is. At this time, it is not cost-effective to reject this proposal of being an official. Nezha is heavy on martial arts, and it is good to mix in the army , or should be good.
Thinking of this, Master Taiyi immediately sent a voice transmission to Nezha: "People in the army have a strong yang energy and hostile energy, which is good for hiding."
Obedient and listening, Nezha put down the bowl, and immediately changed his words: "However, I am somewhat interested in being a general or marshal."
Mrs. Yin unconsciously held the token and pinched her palm, and asked, "When does Nezha want to go down the mountain?"
Nezha thought for a while and said, "Auntie, your sword control technique is still a bit weak, practice it again, and then go down the mountain, if you want to find your son, you can also have some self-protection ability if you meet some monsters in the mountain. "
Speaking of this, Master Taiyi came back to his senses from the God Conferred Plan that he knew about a few days ago, and told Nezha that Yang Jian was going to retreat with Master Yuding and could not take care of Yang Chan, so Master Yuding entrusted Yang Chan to Qianyuan Shan stays temporarily for a while, and then asks Nezha to take the time to teach her some self-defense skills.
Practicing one is practicing, and practicing two is also practicing. Nezha looked at the quiet and delicate little beauty, agreed without hesitation, and opened Ao Bing's gift box.
The gift box has two upper and lower layers. The upper layer is a pair of jade white wristbands. After putting them on, they feel warm and cool to the touch, very close to the skin, and there is no abnormal feeling; the lower layer is a pair of boots. The wrist is similar, but it is a little harder than the wristband, but it is also comfortable.
Seeing that it was getting dusk, Mrs. Yin asked Jinxia to help put the bowls and chopsticks into the back kitchen. Jinxia carried the bowls and chopsticks back and forth like a breeze, and Nezha sent Daoist Taiyi out of the cave.
Master Taiyi explained: "After you go down the mountain, you must think twice and think twice if you encounter trouble."
Just as Nezha answered yes, Jinxia suddenly rushed out of the hole and passed Ao Bing. Ao Bing stood sideways with his arms covered, and said softly, "Jinxia, slow down, be careful not to fall."
"Got it." Jinxia responded, then embraced Master Taiyi, raised her head and asked, "Master, when will you come back after leaving this time? Jinxia misses you!"
Nezha was very puzzled. He didn't understand where the relationship between Jinxia and this master who had only met once for so many years came from.
Daoist Taiyi rubbed Jinxia's head and said he would be back in three or two years.
Seeing Ao Bing clutching his arm, Nezha opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong with the arm?"
Ao Bing shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Nezha didn't quite believe it, and was about to ask, but Daoist Taiyi suddenly asked Ao Bing, "The Third Prince Long is going back to the East China Sea?"
Just as Ao Bing nodded his head, something bad came to his heart inexplicably, and he shook his head and changed his mind and said nothing.
Taiyi squinted his eyes, suddenly pinched Ao Bing's wrist, narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Are you really not going back?"
Ao Bing frowned and shook his head resolutely.
Master Taiyi saw that he was soft and hard, and because Nezha was here, he couldn't really tear off Ao Bing's sleeve to see clearly, so he had to let him go.
When Nezha changed the wristband before, the real Taiyi felt that something was wrong, and doubted the material of the wristband and boots, but seeing Ao Bing's avalanche without being surprised, he just looked at Nezha with a gentle smile. It's hard for him to guess casually when changing outfits, but just now when Jinxia bumped into him by accident, Ao Bing's face suddenly changed, which couldn't help the old man not to think too much.
But looking at the situation at this time, there is no need to guess, it's just that Nezha has shown himself as a man since he was a baby, and Ao Bing is a man who treats her too much, but he doesn't look like an ordinary friend.But this is not a big problem, it's just that if things go on like this, cause and effect are so deeply involved, let's not say that Nezha can't afford to pay back this kind of intention, I'm afraid it's just an extravagant wish to involve him less.
It is obvious that he confessed that he has been to Qianyuan Mountain for a few years, but this young man doesn't listen to the old man's words, alas...
As the light penetrated into the clouds, Master Taiyi sighed deeply, only the words "Heaven's evils are forgiven, but self-inflicted evils cannot live" are left in his mind, he really has something to worry about this time.
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The author has something to say:
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes; if you listen to the old man's words, you will suffer for several years!
Ao Bing: It’s not right to listen, and it’s not right not to listen, what should I do QAQ
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