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"Aren't you free?" Nezha picked up the wine and drank it all, "I won't tell you, I'm not free, not only me, but everyone in the sky is not free." ”

"But it is because of the unfreedom of our people that we can exchange for a little freedom for the people in the world. ”

"If a god feels free and goes down to the human realm to kill innocents indiscriminately, those mortals who are powerless will lose all their freedom. ”

"Is that what you want to see?"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

Nezha continued: "I know what you want to do, overthrow the tyranny and lead the demons to turn over and be the master, but no, the demon is always a demon. ”

Sun Wukong smiled and grinned: "Keep drinking." He said.

"I have a question for you, too. Nezha put down the wine glass in his hand and stared at Sun Wukong carefully.

"What's the doubt?"

"When the Four Heavenly Kings came down to capture you, those monsters were desperate to protect you, even though they knew that your magical powers were far above them, but they still did everything to protect you, I don't understand... Why?"

Sun Wukong's action of pouring wine stopped: "You know what. He said.

"At the beginning, although I made them think that I was a demon king, in their eyes, I was just a drunken monkey. ”

"They treated me very respectfully on the surface, and behind my back they made up a lot of jokes and rumors. ”

"Even one time when I went out of the water curtain hole without wearing a cloak, a little monkey came and asked me to pay attention to the great demon king in the mountain. ”

"The little monkey said that the demon king of the mountains has a tyrannical temperament, a green face and fangs, and will eat anything that is not pleasing to the eye, whether it is a monster or something else. ”

"I asked where the little monkey demon king was, and I thought I would go and get rid of the demon king who was making trouble. ”

"The little monkey said, the demon king is wearing golden armor and holding a golden magic stick, when I hear it, isn't this what I said?"

After careful questioning, I realized that those monsters who were respectful to me on the surface actually made up such rumors behind my back to slander me, and I was half angry. ”

Nezha listened to Sun Wukong's story, as if he saw himself at that time, and the hand holding the fire-tipped spear gradually tightened.

As early as many years ago, he was not as beautiful as Sun Wukong now, and he was not named as a variety of rumors like Sun Wukong.

Bastard, freak, and arrogant temper, these words have often echoed in his ears since he was accepted as a disciple by Taiyi Zhenren.

Those people knew they couldn't beat him, so they made up a lot of Sakamoto's 'Nezha Legend' to satisfy their strange jokes.

Nezha's forbearance again and again, and regression again and again, in exchange for not the other party's convergence, but louder ridicule and more versions of rumors.

They thought that Nezha was afraid of them, of the stories they made up out of thin air, of those of them who were laughing with their mouths open.

They are even more rampant to make up stories that are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, they say that Nezha pulled the sky-shaking arrow and shot a person.

The story finally reached Li Jing's ears, and at that time, the story had become Nezha pulling the heaven-shaking arrow to shoot a villager.

On that day, Nezha, who was studying seriously in the study, was inexplicably whipped and ordered by Li Jing to prohibit him from stepping into the house where the earth-shaking arrows were stored.

That day, Nezha touched his face, not only blood, but also some transparent, crystalline liquid mixed with the viscous red blood.

Nezha knew what it was, and he pretended not to know.

He pretended that he had never been beaten, he pretended that he had never been slandered by rumors, and he pretended that he was still the sassy boy who wielded the Chaotian Aya hand and held the Qiankun circle.

It's just that no one noticed that there was really one missing one of the sky-shaking arrows in that room.

Nezha inquired about the child who spread rumors, a child of the same age as him, the son of his father's adjutant, and a gentleman who was not without academics.

Nezha pulled out the heaven-shattering bow and said to him: Run.

The little boy was frightened half to death by Nezha's actions, and ran desperately to his house, Nezha slowly put the arrow on the bow, and then slowly pulled the bow into a full circle.

As the little kid screamed and rushed into the compound, an arrow with a shrill cry of black smoke passed over the child's head, and the arrow continued to fly with the child's hair and sank over the top of their house.

The little kid was so frightened that he peed his pants, Nezha shook his hand, walked into the little kid's house, and pulled out the arrow.

"The next time I hear you make a rumor about me, this arrow will be stuck in your head. ”

Nezha said, and then went home with the Heaven-Shaking Bow.

Nezha was beaten on the head by Li Jing for not listening to Li Jing's commandments, but from that day on, all kinds of rumors about Nezha also disappeared.

They were still scared, and Nezha hid in the small dark room and laughed.

After coming out of the little black house, Nezha found that the children who slandered him in the past had changed like a person, and began to praise him, began to make friends with him, and began to praise him as the third prince.

Nezha, who is usually circulated, has also become a good boy who is keen to help others and has a kind heart, and Li Jing is often proud of it.

Then one day, they asked Nezha to go to the beach to play, Nezha didn't think much about it, and went with Qiankun Circle and Chaotian Aya, and when they arrived at the place, those children cried with a face and said that someone had fallen, and asked Nezha to help them go down to find it.

Nezha heard that someone had fallen into the sea, so he hurriedly dived into the sea, and then heard the sound of an explosion.

Nezha was shocked that a group of children who were no more than teenagers could actually think of using explosives to kill him as an alien.

For a while, Nezha even thought that he would just follow their wishes, sink to the bottom of the sea, and die like this.

But no, why should I be treated like this, and why can those who can hurt others while talking and laughing have so many friends.

Nezha walked up from the sea, and the children who were still on the shore scattered in a hurry, Nezha didn't find that those children were not scared away because they saw Nezha getting up from the sea, they saw something behind Nezha.

An ugly-looking yaksha.

Nezha also discovered the existence of the Yaksha, and also discovered that the target of the Yaksha's attack was not him.

Nezha just stood and watched Yaksha chase after the little kids who stole dynamite and blew up the sea, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

When the trident of the Yaksha was about to penetrate the head of the leading child.

"Enough. Nezha said.