Because Xiao Nezha has never made friends before, he likes this feeling of being worshiped very much, and in order to enjoy this feeling often, he takes a toy made for him by Haotian every day, saying that he made it himself. As little Nezha thought, he was watched by his friends with adoring eyes every day.

As time passed, a few days later, Xiao Nezha ran out of toys made for him by Haotian. Haotian used to make a toy for him for just over a month, so he didn't have many toys, just five or six.

After Xiao Nezha ran out of toys, he went to pester the master to make it for him, although the master couldn't resist his entanglement, and made three or four for him, but he felt that his master had already doubted himself, and he was afraid that it would not be easy next time.

Little Nezha wanted to confess to his friends, but he was afraid that after his friends knew the truth, they would ignore him, he had so many friends for the first time, and he didn't want to lose them.

The child, who was the same age as Nezha, sat at the door and watched Little Nezha and them play, with a happy smile on his face. Haotian, who was hiding in the tree, saw the child's smile, and became more sure of the guess in his heart.

The little boy looked at the sky and didn't know what sad things he remembered, and sad tears flowed down his face. He muttered to himself in a sad tone, "Master, are you all right?"

When the little boy was sad, a little Lori came to the little boy and asked timidly, "Big brother, why are you crying?"

"Big brother is fine, it's just that the sand is in the eyes. The little boy wiped away his tears and squeezed a smile out of his face.

"Big brother, I'll help you hoo. After listening to the little boy's words, the little Lori said in disbelief.

"No need, I've already figured it out, by the way, why did you come over, don't play with Brother Nezha and them. The little boy changed the subject.

Little Lori was immediately distracted by the little boy, she pointed to a fruit tree not far away and said to the little boy, "Big brother, I want to eat fruit." ”

"Okay, big brother picks fruit for our little glutton. The little boy joked, picked up the three-year-old Lori, and walked in the direction of the fruit tree.

"Big brother hates it, I'm not a glutton!" Little Lori retorted when she heard the little boy's words.

Haotian looked at the back of the little boy who was far away, and frowned, he was almost certain now that this guy must be a traverser. Haotian originally wanted to do it directly, but after he saw the interaction between this guy and Little Lori, he hesitated for a moment, and then decided not to make a move in front of these children.

Little Nezha and his friends played until the afternoon, and then went back to the city again and again. After little Nezha left, the traverser asked his younger siblings to return to the dilapidated house, and he walked towards the forest.

Haotian saw the traverser walking alone towards the forest, and thought: God help me, so he followed the traverser and walked towards the forest.

The traverser entered the forest, picked up a few branches, and wandered aimlessly. As he walked, he suddenly shot a branch hard at his right.

Soon Haotian heard a sound piercing the flesh, Haotian looked in the direction of the branch, and found that a little rabbit had been pierced by the branch and stuck on the ground.

The traverser walked over, picked up the rabbit and weighed it, a satisfied smile on his face. The traverser did not immediately go back when he got the rabbit, but he picked it up and went shopping again.

After wandering through the woods for more than an hour, the traverser harvested three rabbits and two pheasants. The traverser looked at his prey with satisfaction, and prepared to turn back.

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!"

Haotian suddenly jumped down from the tree and shouted at the traverser. The traverser was not afraid after seeing Haotian, but looked at Haotian with an expression of looking mentally retarded.

After Haotian felt the gaze of the traverser, he was a little annoyed and was about to teach him a lesson, when the traverser suddenly looked at Haotian with an excited expression on his face, and then tears flowed inexplicably from his eyes.

Haotian thought that this was a trick of the traverser, so he said: "Hey, even if you cry, I won't let you go. ”

"Your Majesty. The traverser suddenly rushed towards Haotian excitedly.

Haotian flashed lightly, and dodged the hug of the traverser. The traverser didn't care when he couldn't hold Haotian, he looked at Haotian excitedly and said, "Your Majesty, I finally found you." ”

"Who are you?" Haotian asked with some confusion when he heard the traverser's tone, which didn't look like he was pretending.

"Your Majesty, I have crossed over from the flood more than 3,000 years later. "That traverser, oh, should make the reborn see the doubt in Haotian's eyes, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Three thousand years later, are you a reborn?" Haotian listened to the traverser's words, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Reborn?" The reborn was stunned for a moment when he heard these two words, and when he understood the meaning of these two words, he continued to speak: "Yes, Your Majesty, I am a reborn. ”

"Are you really a reborn?" Haotian asked, staring at the reborn with a half-believing gaze.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" replied the reborn one who looked directly at Haotian.

"Then how did you get reborn?" Haotian asked again.

"Your Majesty, I was sent back by Dao Ancestor and all the saints through the Creation of Jade Butterflies. The reborn person listened to Haotian's words and immediately replied.

"Teacher, they?" Haotian was stunned for a moment after hearing this rebirth, he thought that this guy was reborn by chance, but he didn't expect that it was Hongjun and Lao Tzu who joined forces to send him back.

While Haotian was still thinking about it, the reborn person spoke: "Your Majesty, I came back this time to tell you that you must not go out of the flood during your canonization of gods. ”

"Don't leave the Flood Wilderness?" Haotian listened to the words of the reborn man, and was stunned again, and after he came to his senses, he asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Your Majesty has never returned because you left the flood wilderness suddenly and hurriedly during your canonization. And because of your departure, the aura began to slowly decrease, and after two thousand years, there is no longer a trace of aura on the flood. The reborn confessed the reason.

"Are you saying that after three thousand years, it suddenly disappears, and then the aura of the flood disappears with it?" Haotian asked.