Nezha, catch that monkey

"Lord Bi Mawen!!!" A commoner fairy official in the distance called out to the monkey holding a yellowed booklet.

"What's the matter?" the monkey asked after licking the dew on the lotus leaf.

"Urgent!!!"

"Oh." The monkey stretched its neck to the fairy official and said, "My grandson is not in a hurry."

"My lord, if you don't rush, something will happen." The fairy official stood beside the monkey helplessly.

"An accident?" The monkey nodded, turned his head in a circle and said, "Could it be that the horse ran away?"

"No, go back and have a look."

"Young man, you are still too young, not calm at all, you need to learn more from my grandson." The monkey sighed, looked at Nezha not far away and said, "Daughter-in-law, my grandson will come whenever he goes."

Nezha didn't speak, took a deep breath, plunged into the water, and disappeared like a small fish after a while.

The monkey rode the cloud across the heaven and thought silently, why his daughter-in-law was like a loach, and finally caught it, but in a daze, she slipped away from his hand.

The monkey nodded and told himself, I am a mature monkey, I have to take my time and catch my wife slowly.

Nezha watched the monkey leave, swam around happily again, checked the time, packed himself up and went to look for Yang Jian outside the Nantian Gate.

It seems that the time to come is wrong.

Nezha stopped, paused for a while, and finally walked over.

Wrapped in a black cloak, Yang Jian was standing between the canopy and a woman with a gloomy expression, frowning.

"Second Brother." Nezha called out, and added at the end.

"Fairy Chang'e."

"Did the third prince come to look for Zhenjun Erlang?" Chang'e looked at Nezha's lips and nodded and asked.

"Well, I asked my second brother to practice." Nezha replied.

"I see." Chang'e frowned and nodded like a dragonfly touching water.

She looked up at Tianpeng with worry in her eyes and said softly: "Tianpeng, it seems that we are redundant, otherwise, let's move to Pantaoyuan, and don't accidentally disturb the third prince to practice with Erlang Zhenjun."

"Is it redundant...not redundant, I wouldn't be used to it if I wasn't in the low life." Tianpeng folded his arms, said heartily, and raised his jaw at Yang Jian.

"Fairy Chang'e, after all, Jianjian is my brother. If he dares to say that I am redundant, I will beat him to death." Tianpeng smiled triumphantly with his arms crossed.

"Tianpeng, let's go, you see Zhenjun Erlang's expression is not looking good." Chang'e did not wait for Yang Jian to reply, her tone was very embarrassed.

"Eh?" Tianpeng touched the back of his head and looked at Yang Jian following Chang'e's words.

It seems that I am really not happy.

"My complexion is not good because of you." Yang Jian glanced at Chang'e's face with gloomy eyes, and said in a displeased tone.

Chang'e didn't expect Yang Jian to say that, she looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, her eyes full of grievances.

"Zhenjun Erlang, have you misunderstood me?" Chang'e's tone was filled with tears.

"I didn't misunderstand anything, it's just that we practiced three times and don't like others around." Yang Jian looked sideways at the canopy.

"Fairy Chang'e, you seem to be thinking too much, you are not unhappy, you are not unhappy, you are just not used to being around for a while." Canopy saw that the atmosphere was not right, and said, "So..."

Canopy reached out and made a gesture of invitation.

Chang'e's tears swirled in her eyes, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

"Tianpeng, take me back then," Chang'e said.

"Cheng, how about sending you out of Nantianmen?" Tianpeng said hastily.

"Canopy..." Chang'e called softly.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

"You send her away, I will pick you up later." Yang Jian said coldly.

"Bitch, I still want to see you guys fight!!!"

"Nezha!" Yang Jian called Nezha, ignoring the canopy.

Tianpeng pursed the corners of her lips, and reluctantly sent Chang'e away.

"Well, second brother." Nezha pretended that he had watched a play.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to practice with you today, so you can play with this." Yang Jian put his hands together, slowly unfolded, and dragged out a magic circle with green light.

Nezha stood in the center of the circle, separated by a green barrier.

Yang Jian reached out and tapped the enchantment, and said, "Second brother doesn't say anything else, just make one request, you, you are not allowed to use weapons."

"Why?" Nezha looked up at Yang Jian, puzzled.

"Third Brother, apart from the Fire Pointed Spear, Huntian Ling, and Qiankun Circle, your kung fu is too weak. So if you really want to improve, don't touch them."

Nezha listened, nodded thoughtfully, and finally agreed.

"Okay, then you practice first, and I'll catch the canopy first. Remember, no weapons are allowed." After repeated instructions, Yang Jian wrapped himself in a black robe and flew away in a hurry.

Nezha stood in the middle of the magic circle, and a huge jungle slowly unfolded in front of him.

Heavy snow fell in the forest, and the pure white flowers fell all over the ground, forming a thick layer.

There is wind in the jungle.

The wind howled.

There is no sun in the jungle,

But warm as the outside world.

There was a small sound coming from the jungle, like the vines of the trees, twitching little by little, slowly, slowly, as if they were slowly approaching.

Nezha held his breath, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a strong smell of blood came.

Two people came out of the jungle, with snow-like hair, snow-like skin, and snow-like windbreakers.The decorations of the two are exactly the same, except that one has fox ears and the other wolf ears.

"Wolf, fox, second brother's new elf?" Nezha asked, frowning slightly.

"By the order of Zhenjun Erlang, Fox Sickle and Snow Fox will practice with the Third Prince." The two knelt down respectfully and bowed to Nezha.

"Then let's start." Nezha said straight to the point.

Fox sickle spread out the seven fox tails, he nodded, and opened the snow-colored silk fan.

Snow Wolf walked around behind Nezha, stretching out its sharp claws.

They said in unison: "Third Prince, how offended you are."

Nezha held Qiankun in his hand, turned it around, and put it on his wrist as a bracelet, saying: "If you can offend me, it's your fault."

Hu Lian looked at it, laughed and said: "The third prince is still very confident as the rumors say."

After he finished speaking, he shook off the white silk umbrella, followed the front, and approached Nezha.

The wind is bitter.

Snow, cold and silent.

Nezha stood upright in the snow, with bare feet and a determined smile on his face, as if the surrounding area was the spring of March.

Through the blood-colored Huntian Ling, Hu Lian couldn't see Nezha's expression.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to fly the silk fan out.

Wherever the fan went, patches of white snow were brought up and turned into cold light and sword energy.

Nezha lowered his head with a shallow arc, still standing where he was, listening to the small voice.

With a sound of swish, the silk fan pierced through the Huntian silk and approached Nezha's eyebrows.

Red fell all over the snow.

But Nezha was still smiling, unmoved at all, and didn't let Huntianling recover.

She just stood in the snow as if nothing had happened.

Hu Lian choked up, turned his wrist, the fan bones spread out, the silk fan's surface was torn, the fan bones joined the fan bones, and a long chain burst out, and went straight to Nezha, so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

Nezha moved his steps slightly.

The speed of the long chain is fast.

In an instant, the blood color spread, like a coquettish flower blooming on the other side.

Nezha looked down slightly, and the long scythe pierced deeply into Nezha's arm with a sharp bone spur.

Nezha didn't even frown, she still lowered her head and smiled, as if she wasn't the one who was hurt.

Hu Lian's heart trembled, and Snow Wolf's heart trembled too.

Nezha raised his head and said, "I just gave you a trick, it's better than I imagined."

Taking advantage of Nezha's speech, Snow Wolf couldn't hold back, and flew out three three-pointed knives to force Nezha.

Nezha smiled, but raised his hand slightly without turning his head.

The three small knives stopped halfway and fell to the ground one after another.

"Sneak attack skills are not enough, we need to practice." Nezha waved his hand and pulled out the long chain.

"Ah...!" There was a scream of fox sickle falling down.

In an instant, the bone spur that originally pierced Nezha's arm was deeply inserted into Hu Lian's heart.

No one knows when and how Nezha made his move.

She was too fast, unexpectedly fast.

Nezha took advantage of the situation and pulled, and the long hunting chain flew back to Nezha's hand with bright red blood.

Fox sickle crouched on the ground panting, the sounds were lower and lower.

Nezha weighed the weight in his hand and threw it into the snow.

From time to time, blood still dripped from the wound on Nezha's arm, falling into the jungle drop by drop, it was terribly red.

"Snow Wolf, it's your turn." Nezha turned around and said.

"Nezha!" Yang Jian called out, closing the magic circle.

"Second brother?"

"Third brother, the second brother saw everything just now, and he was a little surprised." Yang Jian said lightly, and said, "The second brother was surprised, why did you stay calm and composed when you fought the fox sickle and snow wolf just now, but you fought with the monkey?" time, it wasn’t like that.”

"Because that monkey is too rampant, it irritates me in every way!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I agree with Brother Nezha's statement. Every time I lose to you, I am like this!" Tianpeng looked at Nezha with a deep sense of confidant.

"Don't just agree with me, I don't know how much you weigh?" Yang Jian snorted and said to the canopy, "Stay away from Chang'e in the future."

"I've been far away from her." Tianpeng expressed aggrieved expression.

"Then go further!" Yang Jian took a few steps forward, turned his head and said, "Besides, I follow you from time to time, who knows if you are hiding to find her?"

"No, definitely not, if you are worried, cheap, tie me back to your Zhenjun Temple."

"I really want to!" Yang Jian hadn't finished speaking when he saw the fairy official who was following the Jade Emperor coming on the cloud.

The fairy official wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said out of breath: "The three of you, go to the Yunxiao Palace, something is wrong!!!"