Chapter 43 Chapter 43: Nezha

Nezha walked through the crowd, and all the walkers turned their heads. His swaying gait, that kind of Lingbo posture, slim and fragile, his every move and gesture is elegant and pleasant, faintly exuding the fragrance of lotus leaves. He staggered and hesitated, trying to find a special gift for Erlang in the market.Human gift. "Boss, please..." Pointing to a big red belt with coiled dragon and embroidered phoenix, he was ashamed to speak.The eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are infinitely romantic, and they look back tenderly, with an indescribable charm - those are not a pair of eyes.

In fact, he is not a human being, at least not a real human being. He is the incarnation of the lotus flower. Who can not fall in love with such a real lotus fairy? But Nezha just suffered because of it. The lotus fairy is usually a charming and gentle woman in the eyes of the Chinese people, but he, the lotus fairy, is a boy. He was originally the youngest son of Li Jing, the prefect of Zhenjiang. One afternoon hundreds of years ago, he caused a disturbance in the East China Sea and killed the third prince of the Dragon King. For this reason, he was sued by the Dragon King of the East China Sea.Li Jing was afraid of trouble, so he wanted to kill him to make peace.

On that hot summer afternoon, when the breeze was blowing and the cicadas were screaming sadly and piercingly, Nezha stood naked in front of his parents, slowly cutting open his own flesh with a small knife, blood gurgling out.The young man, with clear eyes and a decisive attitude, swore word by word: "Skin and flesh are given by my parents. Since my father ordered me to die, the child dare not disrespect me. Now I cut the flesh and return it to my mother, and the bones will be returned to my father. From now on From now on, the child will not owe you anything." A wisp of a ghost left its body, drifted away, and fled into the deep mountains to find his master, Daoist Taiyi.

Taiyi dressed up the dew with new lotus leaves, and wrapped up the boy's soul.The moonlight is like water, illuminating the lonely soul of a child who died young because of the curse of his parents.The lotus blooms slowly, slowly, emitting a quiet and peaceful radiance, like a fairy dancing gracefully, and there seems to be music coming from the sky, and Nezha is reborn in the heart of the lotus.He sat up blankly, rubbing his eyes, as if he had forgotten the grievances in his previous life—so what if he didn't forget?Love or hate is too difficult a choice for a life who has been cursed by his biological parents.So, only forget.Reborn in the fragrance of the lotus, he became the incarnation of the lotus and Taiyi's murderous weapon.

Everything you do is just obeying orders.He didn't think there was anything wrong. Until, the battle with Monkey King. It was an earth-shattering battle.He, under the order of the Emperor of Heaven, subdued Bi Mawen Sun Wukong who made a big noise in the Heavenly Palace and stole the flat peaches.After fighting fiercely for three days and three nights, he finally had the opportunity to slash Sun Houzi's bald head. The stone monkey laughed loudly, his forehead clanging, and there was not even a broken skin. On the night of the third day, Sun Hou returned his trick, but he felt numb, as if covered by ice and snow.

The crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, dim and dim, Nezha looked down at himself in amazement, his arms were wet, and blood was slowly bleeding—but it was not red, but a green juice, cold, with The smell of grass. For the first time, Nezha clearly realized that he was not alone, but an unpopular plant, a regenerated lotus. In an instant, a huge sense of loss and frustration surrounded him tightly.Nezha was devastated and had no fighting spirit, so he fled in a hurry with his pointed gun behind him.Behind him is the unrestrained laughter and ridicule of Sun Wukong, the stone monkey.

Once upon a time, he was as naughty, straightforward and bold as the Monkey King Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace to gain the limelight, so how can he be inferior in making troubles in the sea? At that time, he was a real person, a flesh and blood body that was unrestrained.But now, he is just a machine.It is a doll made by the master, and he no longer has himself. He will never grow up even, the lotus has no age, he is an eternal child. In this life, it is impossible for him to become a real man. Even being a boy can't be pure, because of the excessive beauty.

Nezha burst into tears, tears like dewdrops. That was the first time he cried bitterly after being reborn as a fairy. The second time, it was because of Erlang. Thinking of Erlang, Nezha felt a painful sweetness in his heart. Erlang, Yang Jian, the heroic and upright male god.His piercing eyes, straight hair, all of which reflect the man's masculinity and arrogance.He fought side by side with Nezha in that battle of the monkey descending. Among the gods, he was the only one who noticed the boy's desperate and beautiful cry. He didn't understand how the seemingly innocent little boy had such sad eyes, and he didn't Don't ask, just invite him to drink with him.

During that carefree drink, Nezha knew Erlang's life experience and his feat of splitting the mountain to save his mother, and he fell in love with him irresistibly. yes love. He, love him! Nezha's love is painful, secret, yet delicate.He and Erlang traveled hand in hand to guide the flowers in the clear and calm Tiangong Huajing; in the battle to help the merchants defeat Zhou, Nezha Zun Taiyi was ordered to become Jiang Ziya's vanguard and main force, fighting side by side with Yang Jian.Such a arduous, tragic and tragic war made Nezha feel extremely happy.Whenever he fails, Erlang will always show up to help him in time. He expresses his gratitude by looking back and smiling. The tacit understanding between the two no longer needs a word.At such moments, sometimes Nezha would forget his identity.But Taiyi, his reinvented teacher's gentle words, ruthlessly shattered his self-deceiving dream.

Because the souls of Jin Zha and Mu Zha were collected by the wizard Xiqi.Taiyi said: "Nezha, go there, you don't have a soul, they can't help you." Nezha's heart clenched violently, and he quickly glanced at Erlang, seeing the surprise and impatience in his eyes. He knew it, he knew he wasn't a real person anymore. Nezha's heart ached sharply.Better to be known than to be seen.It is one thing for everyone to know that he is the incarnation of a lotus flower, but it is another thing to call him out in public like this and pretend he has no feeling at all. Nezha was drinking heavily by the lake, but he couldn't get drunk in the end. He looked at his shadow and felt sorry for himself. In the water, there was a bright red lotus face, which became more and more beautiful because of the watering of wine.

He hated his own beauty.This confuses the peerless beauty of people and things, yin and yang. No father or mother, no flesh and blood soul, but has feelings and spirituality.What kind of despair and pain? Nezha knelt in front of Taiyi, with a resolute attitude: "Master, help me forget, forget all love and hatred, kindness and resentment, from now on I will have no thoughts, no desires, no worries." "Forget all the kindness?" This child is in a dilemma whether to save his brother, Taiyi thinks he understands the little apprentice's mind: "But have you ever thought that after breaking the mortal relationship, you no longer have feelings and thoughts, only Know how to obey orders, and don't care about love, hate, closeness, no friends, no enemies." There are no friends and no enemies.So, there is no Erlang, no brotherhood with Erlang? Nezha hesitated.Ai Erlang is painful, but that painful love is his only feeling, the most precious secret, if this is also parted, wouldn't he have nothing? Tears fall into the dust, and quickly disappear without a trace.How could he bear the heart, that deep love is like tears falling without a trace? Nezha kowtowed and said goodbye: "Don't bother master, my apprentice is gone." I don't know, who is more unbearable, a person without emotion, or a plant with human nature? Nezha has no choice, he can only continue to be a lotus fairy, continue his love and pain, continue to fight under orders, disregard life and death, and be fearless. He became a hero.He made great contributions in the Xiqi War. At this moment, walking in the crowd, he heard the common people's discussion again.They chanted "Nezha the Great Immortal", he is their god and a hero! People secretly looked at him, while talking about the great immortal Nezha, no one thought that the great hero was this charming and beautiful young man in front of them, let alone the secret pain and loneliness that the almighty god in their hearts had. But Nezha doesn't care about these anymore, all he thinks about is how lingering and affectionate it will be when he puts on the red belt for Erlang with his own hands. Nezha's heart ached sweetly again, and he passed through the crowd, those mortal men and women who were vulnerable but enjoying themselves, and flew away. It was a gust of wind blowing a lotus, and dewdrops drifted down. The world calls it Ganlin.