"Maybe he wants me to know more than that."

Li Jing removed the golden body and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. "In this world, there will inevitably be choices. Many choices are like many roads, but no one will see what will be at the end of each road in advance, so there will be timidity, comprehensiveness, hesitation, and resoluteness... many complicated things are entangled in it."

Speaking of this, he smiled, "Just like I was talking about 'must give justice' at that time, and wanted to use this to protect the nine thousand people in the most comprehensive way, but at that time only I knew that the other party was the Dragon King of the Four Seas. Even if the general of Chentangguan was gambled, he could not fight them."

Di Chen'er asked, "If he had not made a resolute choice at that time, what would you make?"

Li Jing said: "If I had been at that time, I might have forced Nezha to death, because I was his father, and I loved him even more. It was this love that I could get my own comfort and forgiveness when I gave up on him."

Di Chen'er asked, "What if it's you now?"

Li Jing smiled and said, "If I were now, I would definitely choose to detour, deal with it, and protect everyone as much as possible. But if there is still no one to save me in the end, I will still force me to death, not because I love him more, but because I understand him."

Di Chen'er was a little angry when he heard this. He excitedly picked up Li Jing's collar and asked angrily: "Do you still understand what he has done? If he had not made that choice at that time, shouldn't you bet on your life and fight the four dragons to the death! What he wants is not the ending, but the courage he wants is your!"

Li Jing shook his head helplessly and said, "Because behind me are nine thousand people."

Di Chen'er sneered and pushed Li Jing away, "He shouldn't have helped you with such a father in this way."

Li Jing said: "Maybe the 'if' you said has a 'reality' in your heart, but the 'if' I said is just an 'if' that cannot be turned back. If there is really a 'if', who would still think about so many 'why'? It's a pity that there is no 'if' in this world."

Di Chen'er snorted coldly, turned around, and said in a deep voice: "This is really interesting!"

"Maybe the interesting thing is not my words, but the fact that people live... are gone." Li Jing sighed, glanced at the Chinese Demon King who had only had a few days of friendship with his son, and then slowly took off and greeted, "Nezha, it's time to go back."

Nezha was crying on the ground. After hearing his father's summons, he didn't want to respond, but the next moment, his right hand somehow slapped himself in the cheek for some reason.

Nezha was stunned for a moment, then he held back his crying, slowly stood up, pointed at the woman in blue, and said in a deep voice: "Monster, I am in a good mood today, so I will no longer pursue your crime of wanting to stab you to death with one sword. I will give you a way out. Don't be ungrateful. You should hurry up and join hands with your stupid demon king who can't make your wife happy!"

After talking, Jiang Huiqing stared at the same place with wide eyes. Nezha stepped on a pair of hot wheels and suddenly took off.

Immediately, Chentang Pass gradually regained its vitality. People who survived the disaster were surprised, but they were even more excited to survive. They clasped their hands together and greeted the immortal god who left.

A child saw the scene of the god flying through the crack in the door. He was originally shocked, but when he subconsciously looked at his right hand again, he was holding a rattle in his hand.

He happily cracked his mouth, broke free from his grandmother's arms, and hurriedly searched for something in the room.

Grandma did not immediately accuse him of making a mess of the house with his random stuff, but closed her eyes silently, folded her hands together, and murmured: "Thank you for the blessing of the king, the third prince's blessing, let us grandson escape another disaster. Thank you for the blessing of the king, the third prince's blessing..."

Soon, the child rummaging through the cabinet crawled out from under the bed, and his hair was covered with dusty spider webs. He held up two coin shells and laughed: "Grandma, I found it, I found the money I don't know where to throw it."

Grandma looked back at him and cursed, "Grandma just said they couldn't run out of this house, the little bastard doesn't believe it."

"No, it's the third prince, the third prince has appeared!" The child named Hu Zi smiled seriously. He held the Qian Bei in his hand in his palm and shook it at the tip of his nose and asked, "Grandma, can you accompany Hu Zi to the Third Prince Temple outside the city again?"

Grandma frowned slightly, "Don't eat?"

Hu Zi wrapped his grandmother's wrist and said coquettishly: "Oh~ Grandma, you can accompany Hu Zi to another trip. Hu Zi made an agreement with the third prince. If Hu Zi can find the rattle and the two thrown coins, Hu Zi will use the money he found to buy two strings of candied haws to send to the third prince. Of course, we also said, "The Third Prince is a string and the Hu Zi is a string, hehe."

Grandma, who had no choice but to use this baby grandson, sighed helplessly, and old man pointed at him in his eyebrows, "Look at Grandma Yi, it must be that you, a little greedy person, want to eat it."

Huzi said firmly: "No, grandma, I really made an agreement with the Third Prince. At that time, the Third Prince told me that if an elder sister came to ask me what I said to the Third Prince, I must let me just talk about rattle. The Third Prince also repeatedly reminded me that if I disobey, then the Third Prince would lose the bet with others. If I lost, I would never come back."

Looking at the front teeth of the baby grandson that had just been pierced, grandma took his hand and walked out the door, "Today, grandma, I will buy you one more string, two strings of third prince and one string of tiger son, even if it is a gift for the birth of tiger son tomorrow."

Hu Zi fiddled with the rattle in his hand and asked, "Why, grandma?"

Grandma said: "I remember when the East China Sea Dragon King flooded our Chentang Pass that time, the third prince on the city wall was the first front teeth that had just been pierced."

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Above the clouds, smoke and clouds passed by. Li Jing and his son were speechless all the way, but before they could reach the Lingxiao Palace, the King of Tota spurted out blood and staggered, almost falling down.

Seeing this, Nezha, who should have hurriedly stepped forward to support his father, had been so stunned and hesitant. However, in the end, he still supported his father's weak body and suggested: "Let's take a break and go back to heaven. If Haotian punishes him, you will not be able to bear it then."

Li Jing patted his hand and shook his head and said, "It's better to hurry up and hurry up. You just came back from the Chaos Ruins and should have gone to the Heavenly Court to report this exploration first, but it's a little too late. This is a crime and can no longer know the law and break the law."

Nezha hesitated for a moment, looked up and asked weakly, "Don't you ask me why I went back to Chentang Pass first?"

Li Jing sneered, but just curled his lips at him, and said, "No one is better than father, knowing his son."

While speaking, he had already forced himself to continue rushing towards Ling Xiao. Nezha was slightly stunned and hurriedly followed and asked again: "When you arrived at the Dragon Palace, why did you take him down directly? If you have the Linglong Pagoda that specializes in treating him, he can't escape."

Li Jing looked ahead and said casually: "That day is despicable, but you don't know."

Suddenly, Nezha, who was on the Hot Wheel, suddenly stopped in place. He grabbed Li Jing's hand and had not spoken for a long time.

Li Jing, who seemed to suddenly react, let go of his son's hand awkwardly, stroking his beard and coughing slightly, and asked, "Nezha, you haven't seen your elder brother and second brother for a long time. How about the father taking you to see them the next day?"

"father."

"kindness?"

"I... kid, kid wants to eat dumplings."

"Eat! How about the big dumplings with meat filling?"

"Change your appetite and eat vegetarian stuffing."

"Okay, your mother, I like dumplings filled with leeks and eggs the most."

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On the coast of the East China Sea, a mountain can be seen at the East China Sea, the east to see Chentang, the south to see the San Taizi Temple, and the west to see a thick red maple tree.

The storyteller, who has been staying in the Jusan Teahouse for many years, is holding a folding fan tremblingly, telling the story of "Nezha's Sea" under the red maple tree. This story starts from the beginning, and the storyteller is obviously not in a state.

The person who listened to the book was sitting on a smooth huge rock, curled up with one foot, holding a handful of melon seeds and candied fruit in her hand. She was even more absent-minded, and her eyes were not on the storyteller at all, but looking down at the heavy city wall of Chentang Pass.

He sat silently on the thick branches of the big red maple tree in his white clothes. He couldn't bear to bite the crispy dates in his mouth. He swung his feet and looked at the Three Prince Temple, which was still crowded and crowded, quietly in a daze.

The storyteller told the story of "Nezha's Sea" three times in full. The sky was already dim. The cool autumn breeze blew across his thin body, but he seemed to be addicted to it, his hoarse and thirsty throat no longer trembled, but became more and more vivid.

When a ray of moonlight shone on the jade plate from the sky and fell on the East China Sea, a white dress interrupted the storyteller's increasingly excited storytelling. He just waved his sleeves lightly, and a large box of gold and stones flashed with dazzling luster and placed it in front of the storyteller out of thin air.

Di Chen'er said: "You go back, this is the reward you deserve. Don't worry, these gold and stones are very well-known and will not cause you any trouble."

The storyteller smiled and wiped away the hot sweat from his forehead, but only pinched a gold and stone from the box.

"Hold it, it's what you deserve!"

Before Di Chen'er could speak, Jiang Huiqing pointed coldly at the box of gold and stones and said, "I like the story you told very much."
Chapter completed!