The rumored third prince

Probably because I realized that his face could not soften my heart and kept him for a few more days, God Lord Lingguang didn't say anything misleading, and stood honestly in front of the gate of heaven, admiring the erratic sea of ​​clouds.

The three stars of Shapolang have always been involved with each other, and when Tanlang took the lead, Taibaijinxing nodded to the king of growth, indicating that the time has come.

The Heavenly King Zengchang used his mana to open the gate of causal reincarnation hidden in the gate of heaven guarded by him.

White light flickered in the door of reincarnation, before Lingguang Shenjun stepped in, he turned around again, ran to me, and asked in a low voice: "You won't go back on what you promised me, will you?" Seeing that I shook my head and said no, he He added solemnly: "Then you must not get Zhiming down too early."

I nodded and extended my hand to please: "Please, don't miss the hour."

Lingguang Shenjun pursed his lips, strode forward, and got into the causal reincarnation door that was shining with white light. After a moment, he disappeared, but there was an earth-shattering cry from a certain house in the lower realm.

I looked somewhere south of the Lower Realm and said, "Heavenly King has had a lot of fun watching these days."

Zeng Tianwang clenched the weapon at his waist with a straight face: "It is the duty of the little god to take care of all living beings."

I smiled, too lazy to listen to his serious nonsense, and said that I still had something to do, flashed back to the Prince's mansion, He Yun stood at the door, saw me come back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I clenched my wrists tightly, threw the outer robe to He Yun, and said in my mouth: "Speak."

He Yun hung his clothes on a shelf beside him, and asked in a daze, "What does Your Highness want He Yun to say?"

"After serving Lord Lingguang for a few days, my memory has been disturbed?" I teased He Yun, then turned around and walked into the study: "Then what happened to the nine-tailed fox in Tushan?"

He Yun looked hesitant and didn't really want to say anything.

I said: "Just say it, what are you doing hesitating?"

"He Yun thinks that His Highness probably doesn't really want to know the origin of this nine-tailed fox..." He Yun hesitated for a while, watched my face turn from sunny to cloudy, and then said in one breath: "The nine-tailed fox's name is Su Zhi. It is not someone else, but the reincarnation of the wife of Heavenly King Tota when he was a human being. That is to say, she was once the mother of His Highness."

I nodded thoughtfully, no wonder Li Jinghui was so nervous, came to me to go mad, but refused to explain the matter clearly.

He Yun asked cautiously: "How does Your Highness plan to treat that nine-tailed fox?"

"Don't worry about her, it has nothing to do with me." I recalled the previous dream, and knocked on the table unconsciously. Everyone said that I was the reincarnation of the Hunyuanzhu, but since I have already transformed, how could it appear in my dream? What kind of black lotus did I go to find the demon ancestor Luohu to get? What is the secret behind it?

He Yunhui made a mistake, handed the invitation card of the Pantao Festival to me, and said: "There are still 26 days left for the Pantao Festival."

I nodded, retracted my thoughts, said I got it, got up and put on my outer robe, and stepped out to go to Yunlou Palace.

In Yunlou Palace, most of the crane boys were on standby, and a small number came and went from all directions, delivering messages to the main gods of various functions.

The files in the Archives Pavilion piled up like a mountain. I searched for a long time, but couldn't find any records about Luo Hu, so I called a He Tong who was guarding the door to help me find it.

He Tong has been dealing with various files in this file cabinet for a long time, and he finds them much faster than me. He didn't see how long he searched, so he took out a roll of portraits from the small hidden compartment in the bottom corner and gave it to me.

Hetong resigned and said, "Prince, there are very few records about the demon ancestor Luohu in the archives pavilion. This portrait alone was drawn by Jidu Xingjun who had been involved with him for the record."

I shook off the scroll, and the person drawn on the paper was a human face with a snake tail, holding a pitch-black lotus flower with a devout expression, as if offering something.

A few lines of small characters were written in the margins of the painting: Demon ancestor Luohu, with a human face, four hands, a snake tail, and dragon scales covering his body as armor, loves fire and hates water, has a fierce temperament, and believes in an ancient god that no one knows. The origin of the demon head born in the world is unknown. It is rumored that he is the son of Xin Xijia, the daughter of Xidasha.

There is a small note on the side: the black lotus held in the palm has a tyrannical breath and endless mana, which can absorb the tyrannical spirit of heaven and earth.

The so-called know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never end in a hundred battles. Since Mr. Ji Duxing has met Luo Hu in person, he must know more about Luo Hu than the few strokes on the painting.

Thinking of this, I put away the scroll and put it back in the secret compartment, hurriedly left Yunlou Palace, went to Jidu Xingjun’s mansion, and explained to the doorman why I came here. The doorman told me that Jiduxingjun was on duty today and needed I won't be back until two days later, and when his Xingjun returns, he will inform me of my intentions.

It's still early, and I have nothing to do when I go back to the mansion, so I simply ran to the Taishang Laojun on the 33rd day to play chess. In fact, it's not just about playing chess, but I also want to ask Laojun some questions.

Laojun seemed to have seen through my intentions long ago. Halfway through the chess game, he pinched a black stone and made a useless move. Human reason?"

I said: "I know the truth, but even Nezha can't help being a little curious about the previous Yinglong God King and the four spirits of that day."

The old gentleman's complexion twitched, and he drooped his eyelids and said: "The King Yinglong is a man with a heart for the common people. In the past, he was more busy than the third prince today. In his spare time, he had close contacts with Yuxu Palace. One day when he was chasing after the Demon King’s Stone Record, he disappeared. Only his four spirits and gods were left to look after Antai in the south, east, north and west.”

I put the chess piece aside and picked up a cup of hot tea: "Actually, what Nezha is most curious about is how the enmity between Zhiming Shenjun and Lingguang Shenjun formed."

Taishang Laojun shook the teacup just picked up, and a few drops of tea splashed on the chess board, I said: "Could it be that there is something hidden in it?"

"If you don't ask, the old man will have forgotten both of them." Lao Jun recalled for a moment, and said slowly: "When Ling Guang was born, the southern land was burned. It was Qinglong who discovered him and brought him back to the sky. Raised to grow up. He is young, his outline has never grown, and he is dressed in red and is very gorgeous. From his appearance, he cannot be distinguished from a man or a woman. Zhiming mistakenly regards him as his daughter's family... There is a big trouble It's a joke, no one knows what happened in the middle, and the two of them have been very hostile to each other since then."

Hearing Laojun's words, I choked on the tea. No wonder Lingguang Shenjun saw me staring at him. His first reaction was to suspect that I had the habit of breaking sleeves, and he was ready to run away. Learn from the past.

But the old gentleman can't tell the reason for the details. If he wants to find out, he has to go to Zhiming Shenjun, but this matter should be ashamed for Zhiming Shenjun, right?

But I'm not in a hurry, I just have to wait for the future to slowly investigate about the matter around the Dragon King Ying.

A game of chess was over, I said goodbye to Laojun and went back to the Prince’s Mansion, I don’t know when Sun Wukong came, squatting by the pool in the backyard, looking at the reflection in the water in a daze, fiddling with the water surface, I don’t know what I was thinking ,

I called him, and he came back to his senses and turned his head to look at me: "Nezha, you are back? I have something to tell you."

I nodded and asked him to sit down. Sun Wukong squatted on the stool, pointed to his heart, and said calmly, "Nezha, I seem to have lost something very important."

I sat across from him and asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know." He shook his head, and there was a little sadness in his clear and clear eyes: "Nezha, I always feel like there is a void in my heart, what's wrong with me?"

I was silent for a while, unable to explain why, but I thought that wine can relieve worries, drunk can forget worries, this monkey has never cultivated his mind before he became a fairy, thinking it would be useful to him, so he ordered Heyun to prepare wine and dishes.

Sun Wukong's drinking capacity can be said to be high or low, I poured him two pots of wine, his face and cheeks turned red, he stared straight at me, and spit out: "I must have seen it somewhere before." You." Then he fell asleep on the table.

We don't see each other every day, but we meet each other every now and then, haven't we seen... I sighed helplessly, and He Yun asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, Sun Dasheng is drunk now?"

I picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said quietly: "He is carefree, and he has some troubles for no reason. It's good to be drunk, so as not to worry too much and give birth to some demons."

"Your Highness is kind, but He Yun always feels that there is something wrong with him." He Yun took a few steps forward, put the empty bowls and dishes aside, handed them to the fairy attendant, and whispered in his mouth, afraid of waking him up Sun Wukong.

Seeing doubts on my face, He Yun said: "He is usually very lively, and I haven't seen him wandering around in recent days. He is either hiding in the Taoyuan or hiding in the mansion. The Four Heavenly Kings, Eight Immortals and others went to play with him. Tieguai Li once went to Yunlou Palace to inquire about his whereabouts with Hetong."

I thought about it, and explained: "I think it's because he has great supernatural powers, but he can't reuse them, so he is worried." While speaking, I stood up and helped Monkey King up from the table and chair. The monkey looked slender, but Eating and drinking, also some weight.

After sending Sun Wukong back to Monkey King's Mansion, and entrusting him to the two chiefs of Jingjing and Ningshen, I took a tour of his mansion.

Although it is against the rules, according to what He Yun said, this monkey may have encountered some bad things and accumulated depression in his heart.

I looked back and forth for a while, but found nothing unusual, so I went to the main hall to have a look.

There are a few idle books on the table, they must have been read many times, and some of the corners of the books are curled up.

I flipped through it casually, but it was a mortal storybook. It was either the story of me making troubles in the East China Sea, or the unspeakable things that happened between me and various mountain spirits and monsters. This is a moving story about the entanglement and sentimentality of the dragon girl in the East China Sea.

If the protagonist who was edited was not me, I would definitely be moved to tears by the touching words!

Ordinary people who have made mouths...how can you blame the gods and Buddhas for not blessing you with such an arrangement of righteous gods?

I twitched the corner of my mouth to invite the head of An Jing, and asked, "Where can I get free books?"

Seeing that my face turned black, the master lowered his head, not daring to meet my gaze, and bowed to look directly at the ground: "I don't know where the great saint found it."

A good monkey doesn't learn well, so why read idle books!

I took away those idle books one by one, and returned to the Prince's Mansion with a heavy heart. After burning those idle books, I searched for the Tao of Confucius and Mencius from the bookshelf, and gave him ancient books such as various schools of thought and sent them to Qitian The Great Saint's Mansion is neatly placed on the table, and he plans to take more time to visit the Great Saint's Mansion in the future, urging and teaching this monkey to cultivate his mind, so as not to go astray!

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