【Lotus Cake】Spring·Summer·Autumn·Winter

Ao Bing has been in charge of the Dragon King since the ceremony of enshrining the gods a hundred years ago, and he was ranked in Huagai Star. To put it simply, this position is to continue to be the prison leader.

However, the East China Sea is cool and cool, and it is close to Kunlun Mountain. The Twelve Golden Immortals seated by Yuanshi Tianzun would come to Ao Bing to play if they had nothing to do, and tease this thin-skinned little nephew. However, the East China Sea is rich in fish, and sometimes you can bring some fish and shrimp back, and you can grow a favorite without eating, so it is still full of fun.

After conferring the gods, Yuanshi Tianzun also asked Ao Bing if he was unwilling.

The same twins, the magic pill Nezha has been promoted to the gods and generals as the great god of the Three Altars Haihui and the powerful general, while Ao Bing can only take over the position of the Dragon King of the East China Sea and continue to be a hero in this endless hell under the sea. Repression.

Hearing this, Ao Bing shook his head with a light smile. People who stand tall can look far away, and those who look far away can have a broad mind, so they start to think more, so there is a saying that climbing high makes you cold, and being strong makes you weak. Before meeting Nezha , he has already experienced the inextricable fatigue of shouldering heavy burdens, and now he is just returning to the right position and doing what he should do-no violation of the heart, no harm to the general.

According to Taiyi, this baby sees clearly, as long as he keeps his heart straight, his future is boundless.

But to be honest, in fact, Ao Bing really doesn't want to go to heaven. After all, the remaining crimes of the dragon clan were all caused by the heaven. The more he went up, the colder his heart was. He had never understood the rules of the world, but only the rules of etiquette. He understood, and began to feel sorry for Nezha. He didn't know if the devil king of the world could still get along when he got to the top.

Ao Bing doesn't know whether Nezha can hang out in the Heavenly Court, but he lives well in the East China Sea Crystal Palace, but the heavenly demon king suddenly jumped down.Holding a crystal dish, Ao Bing watched helplessly that the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in front of him turned into a pot of seafood mish-mash in an instant, and the instigator made a very rude statement.

"Is there any wine?"

"No."

Reaching out to snatch back the cup that was taken away, Ao Bing glanced at the lip marks on it, and finally put it down, but how could Third Prince Nezha give up because of a "no"?Anyway, he can come to the Crystal Palace, he can also go to the fairyland banquet in the sky, it will only be a blink of an eye.

"What the hell are you here for?!"

As a good white dragon who keeps a clean house, Ao Bing can't allow the slightest bit of mess in his living place, but Nezha is not, this guy can't wait for everything he goes to be in ruins.

"I came to you to escape the summer heat. This is the order of the Queen Mother of the West." Dumbly burrowing into the ice room in the Crystal Palace, Nezha opened his arms and went up, and the ice in the room instantly melted as fast as the naked eye could see.

"The Queen Mother of the West?"

"That's right, she thinks that I'm too hot in the sky, so hot that her precious flat peach tree won't bloom, so she ordered me to come down and go back in a few years."

"Anyway, one day in the sky and one year in the ground." Rolling away, the third prince, who was covered in fire, lay down on the big bed of the Dragon King in a comfortable mood. Something that can stand his body temperature.

"Then how long are you going to stay on the ground?" Ao Bing didn't want to see his subordinates being roasted every day.

"One year."

Opening his mouth and taking a deep breath of hot air, Ao Bing pressed the dragon horns that had been covered on his forehead. He felt a headache so bad that he wanted to hit the wall. It's been 60 years? !

"Aren't you welcome?" Eyes narrowed and legs kicked, when the third prince rolled over and sat up, Ao Bing found out with distress that his bed had been ironed flat by the other party.

"Is there no way to suppress your body heat? If this continues, my entire East China Sea will be boiled into a pot of soup by you."

Raising his hand to rub Nezha's messy black hair, Ao Bing felt it and suddenly came up with the idea of ​​braiding Nezha.

"Master said that the Hunyuan Pearl is yin and yang, and I ascended too early. Although my body is sanctified, my skills have not yet been solidly practiced. After I practice it, I won't be so hot."

Ao Bing raised his brows like willow leaves and puffed up his face a little annoyed, isn't it the same as saying nothing? !

"How about you hold me?"

Opening his arms and tilting his head to ask, Ao Bing, who was still thinking about something, stepped back suddenly, and he didn't realize until his legs hit the table—this guy was not playing a hooligan, but let him hug him sincerely. Own.

"How about that!"

"Why not?"

According to what the master said, the best medicine for relieving summer heat is Ao Bingbenlong. If Ao Bing had not been in an important position and could not leave at will, the Queen Mother of the West would have called him to heaven to suppress Nezha.

"You're not afraid of the heat, if you don't think so, just let me hug you."

Staring at Nezha, the little dragon king was really going to be driven crazy by the other party's magnanimity, but after thinking about it, could it be that he just thought too much?

"That, that's fine, but don't interfere with my business."

"I know that."

Although Nezha was firm in his promise, Ao Bing regretted it after two or three hours. Even if he could ignore Prime Minister Gui and his weird eyes, Nezha just put on pants and lay on his back like this, and the roiling heat wave separated him. Seeing the fabric seep through, even Lingzhu, who is not afraid of ice and fire, feels the surrounding heat and panic, and the skin like new snow turns from thin red to intense crimson, and finally directly melts into a puff of blue smoke.

"Master Dragon King, in fact, Xinou from the East China Sea has come to report in the past few days, saying that they have seen the traces of a bird."

"A bird? Isn't that thing finished early?!"

Nezha, who had already closed his eyes and was about to take a lunch break, suddenly regained his energy. After all, this guy, Ji Niao, had a grudge against him.This bird was originally transformed by Danzhu, the son of Emperor Yao. As long as it appears, there will be virtuous nobles who will be exiled. Dan Zhu had harmed Li Jing, and Nezha has held grudges against him for a long time.

"To the third prince, Xinou only said it was possible, but he didn't see it clearly."

"I didn't understand what you said, did you think the Dragon King didn't have enough work?!"

"Don't dare, the third prince is serious." As the aristocrat of the sea, Prime Minister Gui is most afraid of Nezha in his life. In addition, the other party is now in flames, and he feels that his tortoise shell will be burned just by shouting like this. melted.

"I'm being serious, but you guys are too busy, otherwise I would only see you gaining weight, but I don't see Ao Bing having flesh."

"Ahem!" With his left hand clenched into a fist against his upper and lower lips, Little Dragon King coughed twice with his blushing face. Although the original intention was to stop the two of them, the last blow was actually choked by Nezha.

"Look, it's all sick, and it's not all because of your useless subordinates!"

Standing next to the Dragon King's throne, Nezha trained everyone with his waist down, watching Prime Minister Gui take away all the work with satisfaction, and then Ao Bing would probably be free for three or two days.

"Come on, let's go to the world for a walk."

"Shaking what shaking!"

The dragon claws of the scaly armor slapped Nezha, and the third prince, whose head was red, didn't get angry, but just grabbed Ao Bing's cold palm and rubbed it on his face, then grinned and threatened: .

"If you don't follow, I'll take off my clothes and go swimming, from the East Sea to the West Sea, then from the West Sea to the North Sea, and from the North Sea to the South Sea. When I come back, I think you and the dragon kings of the four seas will lose all their fortunes."

"furious!"

"Let's go, let's go, you don't go to the sky once in a hundred years, it's rare that you don't spend more time with me when I come down."

Facing the monsters in the endless hell every day, can you really see a flower?Anyway, Nezha didn't understand, but he still remembered the incident when the other party rejected his offer of a wild goose.

"What are you doing with you? You are no longer a three-year-old child, third prince."

Being dragged out of the Crystal Palace by Nezha, Ao Bing finally agreed to the other party's request even though he was unwilling in his heart. I guess this is a bad fate, and I don't know when Master Puxian will come, so I should ask him to count it for himself. One hexagram is right.

"You are a guest from afar, you have learned a lot of talent, don't you even understand this truth?"

"absurd!"

Ao Bing, who has never won a battle, is forced to end with two characters every time, and Nezha is very satisfied with this.

The job is gone, and he can't go home. When Ao Bing sits at a small stall and eats noodles, he really feels the power of Nezha. As long as this guy is around, he will never be able to achieve peace of mind.

"Wow, although the common people always feel that eating agar agar jade brewed in the sky is a life-long regret, but I still prefer the taste of the lower realm." Leaning on chopsticks, he rolled up lumps of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, which was still Nezha's usual method. I don't know how this guy can't learn how to clamp the noodles.

"This is just for us to talk about, it's better not to let other people hear it."

"Of course, only, us." Rolling his tongue and disconnecting word by word, Nezha grinned and slurped up half a bowl of noodles, and then stole a piece of meat from Ao Bing's bowl, waiting for a bowl of noodle soup to eat. The rush of heat around Zha actually dissipated a bit.

"You and Zhenjun often discuss each other. He is in charge of the rules of punishment and prison. You should learn more from him." After finishing his meal with a gentle face, Ao Bing took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into Nezha's hand. With the other party's character, Who knows that one day the rules of heaven will be violated.

"Are you talking about Yang Jian? It's no big deal. There will always be an hour or two of preaching before the discussion with him, and it will be accompanied by the roar of the roaring dog. It's even more noisy than listening to the emperor snore."

Clutching his ears and shaking his head like a rattle, Nezha paid the money and stood up and wanted to run. He was the most afraid of people talking about him in his life, but there are some people you really can't hide from, such as Mrs. Yin and Ao Bing.

"You've been in heaven for so long, why can't you learn to be cautious in your words and deeds!"

"I don't want that kind of old man's learning. If you like it, you can come and be my husband. Tianshuai's mansion has reserved a small courtyard for you, which is next to my room."

"I don't want to stay in a good palace, do I still have to run to be your servant to clean up the family property?!"

"That's not impossible."

Nezha, who was running ahead, braked to a sudden stop, then stretched out his hand to grab the angry Ao Bing, and rubbed the soft and greasy palm of Little Dragon King with his fingertips. The sticky heat melted in his heart. It was bouncing back and forth inside, and I was so excited that I couldn't find the north.

"Not yet. If I leave the Dragon Palace, the monsters here should toast."

"Hey, then I'm the only one left to stay." Sighing, she said reluctantly.In fact, things like body heat due to incomplete cultivation, he thought, would happen, and he didn't want to, then there would be no, but it's a pity that he made excuses to get down, but the little dragon king didn't appreciate it very much.

"Then, then you stay here and don't make trouble anymore."

Holding Nezha's palm, Ao Bing frowned and thought for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back and turned back to the other party. When the third prince with bright eyes looked back at him, Ao Bing began to regret again—how could he always be at the same time? What about a place for soft-hearted wrestling? !

"Whether I will make trouble or not, I still have to see you."

Turning his face sideways to face the little dragon king's satin-like cheek, Nezha's small thoughts, which were let go by Yan Xia, were finally satisfied in stages.

"what!"

"how?"

"I don't have this picture of the third prince, so I bought it."

"Hey?!"

Nezha was probably the last to know about the fact that the Dragon Palace was filled with the charts of the third prince's troubles collected by Ao Bing.

After he found out, he used this as a threat to ask Ao Bing to sleep with him at night, euphemistically calling it "relief from the heat". After all, Ao Bing's big bed would turn into a puddle if he slept in it for a few days. Clear spring.

"It's not impossible."

After nightfall, the two balls sat opposite each other on the bed, Ao Bing thought for a while and finally nodded for the first time, and when Nezha put down the "image quality", undressed and lay down, Ao Bing also turned off all the night pearls in the house.

Walking to the bed step by step with the broken pearls under his feet, listening to the sound of the other party undressing, Nezha was still beautiful for a while, but only for a while.About 10 minutes later, Nezha wiped smooth and hard scales in the dark. Then, Ao Bing, who had turned into a dragon body, rolled around on the bed, closed his eyes, and started to sleep with his tail curled up around Nezha.

Xia Heqing is fine, and the night sees the sky.