Chapter 171: The defense-breaking spirit bead is definitely not low...
Ling Zhuzi was a proud and arrogant person who would never admit his mistakes. Moreover, he did not think he was wrong in this matter.
Not to mention Nezha, he is a pure jealous person, even jealous of himself, and firmly refuses to admit that he and Lingzhuzi are the same person.
"My sister and I are in love. If you know better, you should just disappear!"
These past few days, Ling Zhuzi had been so irritated by him that she laughed so many times. The sneer at the corner of her lips was filled with sarcasm: "When Li'er and I were in tune with each other, we didn't even know you would exist."
"Don't you know now? Aren't you just relying on the fact that you were born early? If I had met my sister first, what would you have to do?" Nezha kept talking, spewing out jealousy.
Ling Zhuzi sneered: "Just you? If it weren't for my face, why would Li'er even look at you?"
Thinking that he had really benefited from this face, Nezha felt hurt and determined to break down the hateful Lingzhuzi's defense.
"This is my face. My sister likes it. It's my honor. We just happen to have it."
He stroked his cheek and said smugly, "Even if you and I have the same face, Sister still likes me better. After all, I'm so knowledgeable and interesting, and I only care about making Sister happy."
"I'm nothing like you, cold as ice, hard as iron, and stubborn as a donkey. If you didn't even have this face, I wouldn't even look at you!"
Lingzhuzi: "That's nonsense!"
——He really broke down.
He remembered that the reason he and Fu Li could be together was because of their mutual admiration.
It’s just that what he admired was Fu Li’s different character, and what Fu Li admired... was his face.
Nezha was incredibly clever, and they even shared a body. Even if the Spirit Pearl was merely a memory residing within his soul, the emotional fluctuations it generated were enough for Nezha to sense.
"Haha, I got it right, didn't I? Do you know what my sister wants? Can you understand her aspirations? Can you share her aspirations like me and run towards her in both directions?"
Nezha said firmly, "You can't! You'll only make her accommodate you, or yourself accommodate her. You yearn for the freedom of the immortal path, the unfettered and carefree life. You want your sister to give up everything and stay by your side all day. You want her to lose herself!"
"What nonsense! What nonsense!"
Every word he said hit Lingzhuzi's sore spot, and all the conflicts he had with Fuli, whether implicit or obvious, surfaced in his mind one by one.
Ling Zhuzi didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he always seemed to be unable to keep up with Fu Li's pace. They clearly loved each other, but just like Nezha said, one of them always had to accommodate the other in order to stay together peacefully.
Nezha said lazily: "Whether I am talking nonsense or not, you know it in your heart."
Ling Zhuzi was furious, but then he calmed down and said in a cold tone, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had the chance to meet Li'er."
"You..." Nezha's face changed drastically.
Ling Zhuzi had won back a game, and his mood was very good. The corners of his mouth were covered with that kind of mocking smile again: "Li'er once said something, and it couldn't be more appropriate to use it on you."
He paused deliberately, waiting for Nezha to ask.
But how could Nezha let him get his wish?
Nezha snorted proudly and said in a sweet tone, "No matter what you ask, I can ask my sister directly. My sister and I are honest with each other and never hide anything from each other. As long as I ask, no matter what it is, my sister will tell me."
Lingzhuzi: "...Bitch is just pretentious!"
Nezha: "Who are you calling a bitch?"
Ling Zhuzi sneered, "Heh!" "These little tricks of yours are all left over from my tricks. Do you still want to trick me?"
Nezha smacked his lips, a little regretful: "Sister, your vision is good. Even if it's someone you've only briefly liked, they're quite smart."
Ling Zhuzi calmly pointed out a fact: "The years that Li'er and I have known and been together are longer than your life."
Nezha was unmoved: "Sister and I still have many years to spend together, day and night, never to be separated."
Taiyi Zhenren finally couldn't bear it anymore and reminded them at the right time: "Wukong's apprenticeship ceremony is about to begin. Are you two really not going out?"
He paused, fearing they hadn't reacted, and then he reminded them, "Emperor Ziwei has the power to control the underworld. She is holding a ceremony for the prince to become his disciple, and the underworld will definitely send representatives."
As for who will be sent, you can figure it out for yourselves.
Nezha's expression sternly asked, "Lu Ya?" He then gritted his teeth and said, "I knew he wouldn't stay still!"
The hateful Lu Ya actually took advantage of his young age and tried to get close to him when he didn't understand her feelings, and used his name to get close to her sister.
Such deep scheming is really clumsy!
Lingzhuzi: "So, who is Lu Ya?"
Nezha's eyes rolled, and he changed his previous aggressive attitude. He said with grievance and resentment: "He had evil intentions towards me, and took advantage of my young age to use me to get close to me."
Taiyi Zhenren suddenly felt a chill. The disciple in front of him had lost his smile and his eyes were as cold as a knife.
He didn't even need to guess, he knew the person in front of him was Lingzhuzi.
To be honest, although in his heart, Lingzhuzi and Nezha were the same person. When he was with Nezha, he was pure doting and loving as an elder does to a younger one; but when he was with Lingzhuzi, he had a little more fear that he didn't have when he was with Nezha.
——He is a famous killing god in the ancient times!
So to some extent, he can understand Nezha.
Fortunately, when Lingzhuzi himself was silent, he usually didn't need anyone else to speak. He asked Nezha a question, and after getting the answer, it seemed as if the matter was over.
Nezha was puzzled, but Taiyi Zhenren knew that Lu Ya was already on Lingzhuzi's blacklist. As long as he found an opportunity, Lu Ya would be in big trouble.
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As for Fu Li, after she carried Wukong back to the Heavenly Palace, she first settled Bodhi Zhenren, and then took Wukong to visit the palace prepared for him, as well as the room reserved for him in the Purple Star Palace.
Wukong was so happy that he danced with joy, running here and there, and nuzzled Fuli. His clear voice still had a hint of childishness: "It feels like a dream."
"How can it be a dream? It's all real." Fu Li kissed him on the cheek and asked with a smile, "Do you still think it's a dream?"
Wukong naturally cupped her cheek and kissed her back, then asked cheerfully, "Does this mean that from now on, my mother and I will never be separated again?"
Fu Li smiled and said, "Not until you grow up."
"What about when I grow up?" Wukong nervously grasped her skirt. "Will my mother no longer want me after I grow up? Just like the birds in the trees and the beasts in the mountains, will I be completely separated from my mother after I grow up?"
Although he had many places to go, he had no playmates his own age. The water and fire boys in the caves only looked young, but in reality, each one was older than Fuli.
Wukong was a child at heart, and was particularly playful and erratic. He didn't like the way the water and fire boys trembled in fear around him, fearing that he would get hurt.
So many times, he would rather make friends with the wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in the mountains, and the various birds that nest in the trees.
Understanding the language of birds and animals seems to be an innate talent of Wukong, which makes it convenient for him to communicate with various small animals.
The more you communicate, the more you will know.
Animals and birds have a limited lifespan, and their life cycle is short, at least one or two years, and at most two or three years, before it is time for them to part with their mothers.
No matter how cheerful and lively his temperament was, he was still a child. He had been separated from his mother for a long time and had seen many mothers and children separated in birds and animals, so he could not help but worry about gains and losses.
Fu Li felt it and felt guilty. She hugged Wukong tightly in her arms, and her white hands kept stroking his head and back.
"How could that be? Wild beasts are wild beasts, birds are birds, and our home is our home. How can they be the same? But our Wukong is extremely talented. When he grows up, he will definitely be a great hero who will slay demons and eliminate all injustices in the world. By then, you won't be happy to stay by your mother's side every day."
Wukong straightened his back, his eyebrows curved into two crescents, and his cheeks flushed red with shame. He said shyly, "I want to be a great hero, and I also want to stay by my mother's side."
"Oh, our Wukong is so greedy!" Fu Li pinched his cheek and laughed, "But it doesn't matter, as long as Mu is here, it doesn't matter how greedy we are."
The mother and son were chatting and laughing when a tall figure quietly walked in. Fu Li saw that it was Nezha and teased, "What? Are you willing to come out of seclusion?"
Unexpectedly, Nezha didn't say anything, but stood there with his arms folded across his chest, staring at them silently.
Fu Li was a little confused. She looked up and was suddenly stunned. She felt as if she was in another world. "Lingzhuzi?"
——She had never expected to see a pure spirit bead. At that moment, she seemed to understand Nezha a little.
The other party slowly smiled, unlike Nezha, who was always mischievous and lively. He was very happy to show weakness in front of Fu Li, even pretending to be weak.
That was Ling Zhuzi's smile. When she wasn't smiling, it was like snow on the mountaintop, cold and piercing. But when she smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing open the flowers on the iron tree, exuding a charm that Fu Li could never resist.
She walked over subconsciously, holding Wukong in one hand and holding his thin waist with the other, burying her face deeply in his arms, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.
Lingzhuzi stretched out his ape-like arms and completely embraced the mother and son in his arms. None of the three spoke, and there was no need for words at this moment.
After a long while, Wukong, who had been looking up at him, finally said with certainty: "I remember now, you are my father! Before I transformed, you and Mu often played with me."
Lingzhuzi suddenly felt that all the Ganoderma Lucidum that he had fed him was not in vain. He smiled and touched his cheek, praising him: "Wukong is so good!"
"Hehe." Wukong shook his head proudly, but a puzzled look appeared on his face again. He clung to Nezha's shoulders and looked around. "Daddy, you and Nezha look alike!"
Ling Zhuzi's expression suddenly twisted. Fu Li was about to ask when she suddenly said pitifully, "Sister, do you like him more?"
"How could that be?" Fu Li blurted out.
She had gotten used to Nezha's habit of making tea anytime and anywhere, and drank it willingly.
Perhaps it was because she had been with Lingzhuzi for too long, so long that it had become a habit, and she had overlooked that the reason she became acquainted with Lingzhuzi was because the image of that evil puppet looked very much like Nezha in film and television dramas.
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