Chapter 480: Treasure Front + Journey to the West (7)

A few days later, Wang's mother went to Guan Kou to accept the canonization of the heavenly court and became the god of justice, and was crowned with moral infamy such as "forgetting her roots" and "betrayal". Yang Jian silently carried these infamy, and found that the heavens were enforcing the outdated rules of ancient times that distorted human nature. This kind of heavenly rule is bound to be broken, and for this reason, he no longer complains about Tiandao's calculation of him, but waits for the opportunity to break the heavenly rule.

When Yao Huang returned to Xihai, her third brother had just been taken away by the Heavenly Soldiers.

"Father, queen mother, don't be sad, if you miss the third brother, we can go to Pansnake Mountain to see him." Yao Huang hugged the Dragon Queen and comforted her and the Dragon King who sighed, "The third brother has his own chances. ”

The Dragon King sighed: "Your third brother and third sister were very well-behaved when they were young, why are they getting into trouble more than the other when they are older?!" ”

"Father, it's not that they're causing trouble, it's that they're in the game, and it's all doomed. is like Ao Bing's cousin, his strength is high, and he didn't die at the hands of Nezha. The third brother is destined to enter Buddhism. Yao Huang also felt that the Dragon King of the West Sea was quite unlucky, one daughter became an abandoned woman, and the other was crossed by the Buddhist family. However, the East China Sea is more unlucky than the West Sea, the third prince was killed by Nezha, the Dinghai Divine Needle was taken away by Sun Wukong, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to make a fuss...... The Dragon King of the East China Sea must have offended the broom star.

The two dragon horns of the Dragon King of the West Sea drooped listlessly: "The saints fight, it is indeed us innocent people who are unlucky. ”

"Father, everything will not be too much, when the third brother survives this catastrophe, the West Sea will definitely not come."

"Hopefully!" The Dragon King sighed again.

For a hundred years, the mortal dynasties have changed, but life in the West Sea is dull. this day. Yao Huang is going to Qingcheng Mountain to visit his little nephew again. The Dragon Queen walked into Yao Huang's room with a roll of shark silk in her arms.

"Take this scroll of shark silk to your third sister and bring it over. She used to like to wear clothes made of shark silk the most. Comfortable and cool. ”

"Okay." The dragon king and the queen have long known that the youngest daughter and the third daughter secretly interact. The two of them are pretending not to know what to do. They heard about the separation of the third daughter and Yang Jian (fake), and felt sorry for the third daughter, so they secretly took care of the third daughter through the hand of the younger daughter. The two of them were angry at the stubbornness of their third daughter, and they separated from Yang Jian but did not return to the West Sea, did they want them to worry about death?

"Little sister!" Ao Cunxin sat in the yard basking in the sun with his son in his arms, and when he saw Yao Huang, he quickly stood up.

"Third sister, my father and mother asked me to bring a lot of good things here." Yao Huang handed half of her sized package to Lishuang. Reached out and hugged the chubby little bun.

Xiao Baozi has been in his mother's belly for ten years, and has slept in the state of eggs for ninety years, and has just crawled out of the shell for less than a year, but he has been raised very well by his mother, and the fat dun dun is very strong, and the small arms and legs are like lotus roots, so that Yao Huang has to bite a few bites on it every time he sees it.

Ao Cunxin's eyes turned red, and a touch of guilt flashed on his face: "It's my unfilial piety that makes my father and mother worried." ”

"Don't be upset. After the brother-in-law finishes revising the new rules, the three of you will go back to Xihai to visit their two elders. They're going to be happy. Yao Huang comforted Ao Cunxin and turned his head to ask Xiao Baozi. Xiaoxiao, do you want to see grandpa and grandma? ”

Yang Jian, the name given by Yang Jian to his son. 閟 has the meaning of concealment, implying Yang Jian's protection of his son.

Xiao Baozi screamed, he couldn't understand Yao Huang's question, but he liked Yao Huang's aunt very much, and the breath on Yao Huang's body made him feel comfortable.

"Xiao Ji is so cute, grandpa and grandma will definitely like you very much." After Yao Huang finished speaking, he happily took a bite on the little bun's pink face.

Xiao Baozi likes Yao Huang's kisses, follows her example, and prints saliva on her face.

Ao Cunxin smiled and watched the two people interact. Although she can't leave this valley, she feels very happy to have a caring husband, a lovely son and caring sisters.

"Third sister, where's my brother-in-law?" Yao Huang was curious that she didn't see Yang Jian, she could see Yang Jian every time she came before. Yang Jian dug a tunnel under his house that led directly from the mouth of the irrigation to Qingcheng Mountain, and often ran to the valley to take care of his wife and son through cultivation. Since his son came out of the egg, he has almost become a twenty-four filial father.

"He was summoned by the Heavenly Court and asked him to arrest a prisoner who was making trouble in the Heavenly Court." Ao Cunxin replied.

Havoc? It's only monkeys, right?

"Is that person called Monkey King?" Yao Huang asked.

Ao Cun said in a daze: "I don't know the name, I only heard that this person was named the Monkey King but destroyed the Queen Mother's Pan Tao Society, and also stole the elixir of Taishang Laojun, and many soldiers in the heavenly court are not his opponents." ”

Sure enough, it was a monkey, Yao Huang remembered the wonderful transformation and arrest scene between Sun Wukong and Erlang God in the book, and his heart was itchy, I really wanted to see it with my own eyes!

Fan Bi brought out the brewed tea, Yao Huang took a sip, bitter with a fragrance, it is the specialty of Qingcheng Mountain. There was a Kuding tea tree growing in the valley, which was accidentally discovered by Yao Huang and taught two maids to fry Kuding tea. For this bitter taste, Ao Cunxin didn't like it at first, but he got used to drinking it for a long time, but Yang Jian liked the taste of bitter tea very much.

Lishuang brought out delicious pastries, Ao Cunxin has spent more than a hundred years in the valley doing nothing, studying cooking skills to pass the time, and now the food he makes is much better than Yao Huang's.

"Little sister, help me bring this food back to the West Sea." Ao Cunxin took out a large food box, which was full of various pastries and dried fruits made by Ao Cunxin, all of which were the flavors that the dragon king and queen liked.

"Father and Queen Mother like to eat your food the most." Yao Huang said with a smile, "My father is disdainful of these foods on the surface, and I heard my mother say that he often eats secretly. ”

Ao Cunxin also smiled, the little bun wanted to show his existence, the little fat hand kept patting Yao Huang's arm, babbling in his mouth, focusing the attention of his mother and aunt on himself.

"Xiao Gong is so cute!" Yao Huang couldn't help but hug the little bun and kiss it violently, kissed the little bun with a straight smile, and with a wave of his little hand, a burst of rain fell from the sky, and the sun reflected a colorful luster on it.

"Xiao Xiao can summon rain at such a young age, and he will definitely be even more powerful when he grows up." Yao Huang sighed, his little nephew is a genius.

"I don't want him to be so good, I just want him to live a peaceful and happy life. With great strength comes great responsibility, and I don't want him to have a heavy and huge responsibility like his father. After hundreds of years of life, Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian have gathered less and separated more, and she understands that her husband does not belong to her alone, but to the people in the world. (To be continued......)