Chapter 25025 Hello Grandma and Grandpa
I'm too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Lianhua's accusations.
Fortunately, he didn't dwell on it. He and Nezha quickly changed back into their outfits. Then he came up to me and poked my cheek curiously: "Are you angry?"
Do I look angry to you?
"No." She replied, then took his hand and looked at it over and over again. "How did he get hurt?"
Little Lotus frowned, her voice cold, "You held my hand and cared about him?"
I looked at him with a strange expression. "Why not ask? If he can get hurt, you might get hurt in the future too. This is called preparing for a rainy day."
He held my fingers in his backhand, "Just no. I don't like him."
Nezha, who was disliked by his other self, said coldly, "Same here." Before leaving, he reminded me, "What you see in front of you may not be real."
Little Lotus pouted, "You're too talkative."
Nezha ignored Xiao Lianhua's dislike and turned to say goodbye to Tang Seng.
"Amitabha, Third Prince, take care." Tang Sanzang's expression remained dazed. Zhu Bajie didn't dare approach Nezha again, and it was Sha Seng who greeted him. Unnoticed, Sun Wukong scurried over again and whispered something in his ear. The monkey spoke, the god listened, and both the speaker and the listener laughed. That would have been fine, but he took a chance and glanced at Little Lotus.
I quickly covered Xiao Lianhua's ears.
"Don't listen to it, it's a bad review."
Whatever they said, it is now considered bad review.
Little Lotus suddenly laughed, for some unknown reason. Nezha quickly returned to Heaven, and I could almost imagine the Schrödinger's father-son battle about to unfold.
I picked up a fruit and put it in his hand, then asked the old Taoist to take care of the affairs of Jinniang and the other two. The old Taoist readily agreed and returned the scales to me before leaving.
"The journey was really smooth, and now the property has been returned to its rightful owner."
In fact, the scales that were removed are about to grow back, so there is no point in returning them to me.
"Give it to Yisheng," I said.
The old Taoist's lips moved slightly, and then he bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After the old Taoist priest left, Jinniang and the others followed him. I couldn't tell whether it was because of the tablet or just to give me some private space to entertain friends.
Tang Monk and his disciples wanted to go to Baihu Ridge, but I broke the only wooden bridge. If they took a detour, it would take a lot more time.
I waved my hand, and the Yunshui River split in half, forming two walls of water. The riverbed, piled with countless bones, was exposed naked before everyone. The walls stood silently on either side, casting huge, swaying shadows.
I smiled and gestured for invitation.
"Holy monk, please."
Sun Wukong was the first to step into the riverbed. "Could it be that these bones..."
I nodded and said, "These are the bones of people who drowned in the Yunshui River before I arrived. Some also died in the Yellow River, but were washed down again after it changed course."
There are so many corpses in Yunshui River that it is impossible to count them.
Tang Sanzang felt pity for them and could not help chanting sutras to pray for their salvation. However, these souls of those who died in an unnatural way kept luring people down to die in their place in order to be reborn. Over time, there was no innocent soul left in the Yunshui River.
Actually, it's quite innocent.
The group thanked me and then set out onto the broad road, escorted by the water walls on both sides, to the other side. I could faintly hear Zhu Bajie sighing, "It's so cool..."
The wall of water descended, and the Yunshui River returned to its former tranquility. One side couldn't see the other. Hopefully, they could successfully pass the White Tiger Ridge. It just felt like I'd forgotten something.
Those who should have left have left, and now only Little Lotus and I are left on the shore.
Without the irrelevant people around, Little Lotus became more talkative. After going up to heaven once, he knew a lot more. Nezha here hated his father so much that he wanted him dead. The only thing he hated was that his father had a pagoda in his hand, and that pagoda was specifically designed to restrain him.
I understand. After all, Li Tian died after escaping from the pagoda. I wonder if Little Lotus knows that the Nezha here was shaped by Tathagata, and that the pagoda was also given to Li Jing by him?
However, this didn't really matter. After all, Little Lotus wasn't the Nezha of this world, so there was no need to know these details.
"So you really fought with Li Jing?" I poured him a cup of tea.
Little Lotus chuckled, took the teacup, bent her legs and said, "Just to scare him. But, I did go to see the mother of this world. I just saw her from a distance..." When talking about this, Little Lotus seemed a little melancholy.
When Nezha left Qianyuan Mountain, I suggested he return to Chentang Pass. I believe he did, but I wonder what his current relationship with his former parents is like. Ultimately, without a physical body, Little Lotus no longer has any connection to his original parents. Not Li, not Yin, just Nezha. Without the constraints of a surname, he should be free and unfettered.
However, in reality, mothers and fathers are different after all.
I was about to comfort him when he suddenly started talking about the scales.
"I heard that the old Taoist wanted to return your scales?" Little Lotus asked, "but were they picked from your body?"
I nodded. "Before something happened, I gave him the scales to ensure he had a safe journey."
Little Lotus's face looked unhappy. "Can it still grow?"
I transformed into a fishtail and pointed to where I'd plucked off two scales. "Look, this one's already grown. This one's almost there too." I'd forgotten how many days it took for the first scale to grow. Every time I tried to calculate it, other things would get distracted. By the time I remembered, the scale had already grown. A closer look revealed a slightly different color than the surrounding scales, making it look younger.
Little Lotus stared at the fish's tail, her fingers stroking the flesh-pink gap. "I can't see it growing out anytime soon."
I felt a little itchy and wagged my tail uncomfortably. "It will grow back anyway."
"Then why did you pick this one?" He asked, pointing to the scale that was only different in color from ordinary scales.
I didn't hide it from him, but I didn't say much. I just said that I was moved by the filial son, so I gave him the scales as a medicine inducer.
Little Lotus gritted her teeth and laughed out of anger.
"You're hurting yourself to help others? That's truly selfless!"
I couldn't quite figure out why he was so angry. It wasn't like the scales wouldn't grow back, so why was he so angry?
I said, "I received the offerings, so isn't it my duty to do these things?"
He stared at me for a long while before stroking the scales and saying, "This hurts so much." This seemed to indicate that he accepted my reason of "doing things for money."
"It doesn't hurt, trust me, it doesn't hurt."
Compared to cutting meat and removing bones, this doesn't hurt at all.
That image is still fresh in my mind. The scene of Little Lotus cutting flesh and removing bones was no different from a murder scene. Yet, after experiencing that scene, I didn't go crazy...
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We sat on the shore for a long time, until the sun set, the moon rose above the willows, and the stars filled the Yunshui River.
He suddenly became very interested and wanted to teach me how to identify the stars.
I:……
"Why do you think of identifying the stars?"
"Ahem, when we were fighting King Zhou, I would just watch the stars in the tent when I had nothing to do." He turned his face away slightly.
I leaned over and asked, "Alone?"
Little Lotus touched her nose and said, "Second Brother Yang."
Yang Jian...
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Look over there." He raised his hand, his voice clear and unembarrassed. "The seven brightest stars are arranged like a spoon, with the spoon facing down, upside down, and the handle pointing south."
I'm not really good at astronomy. I know the Big Dipper, but only the ones I saw in textbooks. It's still a bit difficult for me to actually identify them from the vast expanse of the sky. Not to mention that as I grew older, the sky became almost imperceptible.
Just by following Little Lotus's explanation, I was able to find the Big Dipper easily. I even counted them and found there were indeed seven.
The corners of Little Lotus's lips curled up slightly, and he moved closer. The distance between them was quietly shortened, and the faint fragrance of lotus lingered at the tip of his nose.
"Following the direction of the dipper's handle, the star hanging alone in the middle of the sky is the Purple Star Emperor."
Oh, it’s the North Star.
When the topic of Ziwei Emperor Star suddenly came up, I was a little confused.
"Under the Emperor Star, on either side of the Milky Way," Little Lotus's fingertips slowly drew an invisible line, as if writing in the night sky, "those two bright stars, staring at each other across the river, their affectionate gaze unspoken, are Altair and Vega."
Compared to the ones using Altair and Vega, I prefer Hokugawa 2 and Vega 1. There is also Deneb in Cygnus, which is the famous Summer Triangle, which is said to be a right triangle.
"Actually, I don't like the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."
Little Lotus probably hasn't heard this story yet. I told it briefly, and he didn't like it, just like I did.
I've read many melodramatic novels before where the heroine, a princess, is looked down upon by the hero, who even demands that his concubine give up her position to Bai Yueguang. Come on, they're the royal family, are you trying to save your life? This shows that the hero's bond with his nine clans is not deep enough.
The story of the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd is actually the same.
Whether or not this story actually exists is hard to say. The world of mythology is full of wonders. Perhaps one day I'll ask Nezha if there's such a story.
The night breeze brought a hint of coolness, and the hairband fluttered in the wind, brushing against Xiao Lianhua's cheek. He raised his hand and grasped a corner of the hairband.
"Still keeping it?" he asked.
"Hmm? Yeah. I used it to comb my hair." I paused and asked, "You don't want to take it back?"
Little Lotus was silent for a while and sighed slightly.
"It was originally given to you, so why would I want it back? It's just that it's a little loose here."
It's true. It's already been given to me. There's no reason to ask for it back. "It's loose somewhere. Let me fix it." I raised my hand to tie it again.
Little Lotus said, "Let me do it. Come closer to me."
"oh."
I tilted my head, and the lotus fragrance became stronger. Little Lotus's grip was gentle; I only felt a slight tug in my hair, but no pain. Soon, the headband was fastened.
"Much better now."
"Thank you, Little Lotus." I thanked her with a smile.
He hummed and looked up at the stars again.
…
After that, I didn't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already daybreak, and Little Lotus was still in the same position.
"You should have woken me up." I combed my hair facing the river.
"You slept so soundly." He poked my face.
"But it's very tiring." I pushed his hand away.
Although this little bit of tiredness is nothing to him.
He smiled, and his beautiful face shone even brighter in the morning sun.
"You are so handsome." I couldn't help but touch his cheek.
"Are you jealous?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
I chuckled a few times. "It's impossible not to envy you. But just looking at you is enough for me."
"Then I'll watch forever..." Before Little Lotus could finish her words, bubbles suddenly gurgled in the Yunshui River.
"Who?!" Little Lotus shouted, and was about to thrust the flaming spear forward when I raised my hand to stop him. "Wait."
"come out."
A figure crawled out of the river. It was a musk deer spirit.
It knelt tremblingly and said, "Grandma Yunshui, Grandpa, the Crane King asked me to invite you two to the cave to enjoy Tang Monk's flesh."
I:……
Little Lotus: ...
No matter what it was called, I couldn't hold it in any longer.
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The author has something to say: Some people are watching the stars and the moon on this side, while others are fighting the White Bone Demon three times on the other side.
It is like this, although there are currently two Nezha, if you change the world in the future, Nezha will be refreshed (bushi)
Smi Masai Lee King [Please]
P.S. There is a problem with the format of the comma. Maybe I accidentally touched other formats when typing on my phone. It’s not easy to change. I’ll pay attention to it next time. It shouldn’t affect the reading.
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