Chapter 903 He is still a child!

Chapter 903 He is still a child!

Hongjiang...

Upon hearing this name, Yin Wenjiao was slightly startled, and then her expression became complicated.

Nie Changchuan looked at Yin Wenjiao's face and suddenly asked: "Mother, in the past, did you and your father buy a golden carp and release it in front of the Wanhua Store in Chang'an City?"

"..."

Yin Wenjiao was stunned when she heard this. After frowning and thinking, she nodded in surprise and said, "This is indeed true. How did you know about it?"

Hearing these words, Nie Changchuan felt certain in his heart and said with a smile: "The child has a precocious mind and has been taught by the Buddha. He has magical powers of calculation. Since his mother remembers this, the child feels that his father may still have a chance to survive."

"……What?!"

Yin Wenjiao was shocked, and immediately grabbed Nie Changchuan's hand with excitement on her face: "What's the explanation?"

Nie Changchuan said with a smile: "Mom, I don't know. That golden carp is none other than the Dragon King of Hongjiang. He was rescued by you and your father, and a cause and effect has already been formed. I am going to Hongjiang this time. In addition to apologizing, I also want to confirm Let’s see if the Dragon King of Hongjiang took action to save my father.”

Yin Wenjiao paced back and forth excitedly. She looked determined, grabbed Nie Changchuan's arm and said, "It's okay for my son to go. My mother is here, and nothing will go wrong!"

Nie Changchuan nodded and said, "Then the child will go."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the maid holding a copper bowl next to him.

"As for this bowl, I will keep it with my mother. As long as it is within ten steps, it can protect my mother."

After saying that, Nie Changchuan recited the Buddha's name, summoned the golden dragon tattooed on his back again, and rode the dragon away under the shocked and awed eyes of Yin Wenjiao and several maids.

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…

But it was said that during the Hongjiang disaster, Chen Guangrui was killed by Liu Hong and his body was thrown into the river.

But for some unknown reason, all the corpses of the accompanying children went downstream. Only Chen Guangrui's corpse, which seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, sank to the bottom of the river and remained motionless in front of the turbulent current.

A Yaksha patrolling the Hongjiang River came across the corpse. He was shocked and suspicious, and hurried back to the Dragon Palace to report.

When the Dragon King of Hongjiang heard about this, he became curious and ordered people to carry the body back to the palace. When the body was carried, the Dragon King stepped forward and saw it, and he was shocked - the person who was killed in Shen Jiang was the same person who had been with him in Chang'an that year. The scholar who saved my life!

The Dragon King of Hongjiang always repays kindness. Seeing this situation, he immediately wrote an ultimatum and sent Yaksha directly to the Hongzhou City God's Temple to ask for the person's soul from the local City God who had not yet entered the underworld.

During the communication with the soul, the Dragon King learned the identity and origin of Chen Guangrui, as well as the entire process of his murder.

However, this matter involved the human court, and the Dragon King of Hongjiang could not intervene personally. He could only place Chen Guangrui's body in a crystal coffin, and took a Dingyan Pearl and placed it in Chen Guangrui's mouth to keep the body from rotting.

As for Chen Guangrui's soul, he temporarily took it into the water palace and became the commander of the navy army, waiting for the opportunity to return to the soul in the future.

After thirteen years of this, a sudden change occurred in Jiangzhou. The patrolling Yaksha transformed into a human and sneaked into Jiangzhou to find out the news of the day. Then he hurriedly returned to the Hongjiang Dragon Palace to report to the Dragon King.

Hearing Yaksha's reply, Hongjiang Dragon King couldn't help but look surprised.

"...Dragon-subduing Arhat?"

"When did this king become good friends with the Venerable Arhat?"

"What about the thorny treasure clothes? If I remember correctly, I should have just saved Mr. Chen back then and didn't do anything extra... Are you sure you heard it right?"

That Yaksha nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely not!"

The Dragon King of Hongjiang said curiously: "That's really strange..."

Just when he was puzzled, a Yaksha suddenly came from outside the palace to report that there was a bald monk riding a golden dragon on the Hongjiang River to visit him and wanted to enter the Dragon Palace to talk to the Dragon King.

The Dragon King of Hongjiang frowned, knowing that this person was the 'Venerable Arhat' who appeared in Jiangzhou during the day.

After thinking for a moment, he ordered people to mobilize the Hongjiang navy to guard the Dragon Palace, and then solemnly invited the monk in.

Entering the Hongjiang Dragon Palace, the tall monk first looked at the surrounding magnificent palace decorated with crystals and corals in surprise, and then turned his attention to the Dragon King on the crystal stairs of the palace.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Xuanzang, met the Dragon King of Hongjiang."

The Dragon King raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Master Xuanzang. I thought it was Venerable Arhat!"

Nie Changchuan looked ashamed and said: "In order to protect my mother's innocence, the poor monk had no choice but to resort to this trick. He borrowed the names of the Venerable and the Dragon King, and hoped that the Dragon King Haihan would not be blamed."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Hongjiang Dragon King's face suddenly froze.

He came back to his senses, stared at Nie Changchuan with wide eyes and disbelief.

"You...what did you say?!"

Nie Changchuan looked serious and said solemnly: "So that the Dragon King will know that the poor monk's surname is Chen, and he is the son of Chen Guangrui and Yin Wenjiao."

"Thirteen years ago, my father was killed and my mother was pregnant and gave birth to a son. To protect the son's safety, my mother reluctantly threw him into the river. He floated downstream to Jinshan Temple, where he was rescued and adopted by Elder Faming of Jinshan Temple. ”

"Since then, the poor monk has grown up practicing in Jinshan Temple."

"When he was five years old, the poor monk was lucky enough to be favored by the Buddha. A heavenly dragon came to the world and taught him magical skills. Only then did he gain the power to avenge the blood of his parents..."

"Wait!" Before Nie Changchuan could finish speaking, the Dragon King of Hongjiang waved his hand to interrupt, with a look that suggested he was hallucinating.

"...Master, what is your age this year?"

Nie Changchuan looked at the Dragon King in surprise, as if he were looking at a fool, and then patiently replied: "Ten years old."

Hongjiang Dragon King suddenly raised his voice: "Seize the Young Master??"

Nie Changchuan sighed and said in more straightforward words: "Thirteen years old."

"..."

The Dragon King of Hongjiang was stunned.

In his eyes, this man had a strong Buddhist light, and there was a faint sound of dragon roars in his words and deeds. He looked like the kind of eminent monk who lived in a famous mountain and hidden temple. How could he be only thirteen years old?

At such an age, even if he started practicing cultivation from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to do it so quickly!

Looking at the silent Hongjiang Dragon King, Nie Changchuan looked worried and whispered: "Thirteen years old means..."

"I know what it means!"

The Dragon King of Hongjiang rolled his eyes, then raised his hand, rubbed his forehead and said, "Wait, let me slow down...according to the master's wishes, the master is actually Chen Dutong's posthumous son?"

"Chen Dutong?"

This time, it was Nie Changchuan's turn to be surprised.

The Dragon King of Hongjiang immediately looked at Yaksha beside him and said, "Go and invite Chen Dutong!"

Yaksha received the order and immediately left the palace.

Not long after, a handsome scholar in white followed Yaksha into the hall.

Nie Changchuan looked at him with a complicated expression and found that this man was indeed a soul and had no flesh and blood entity.

Chen Guangrui walked into the hall, first looked at the unfamiliar but vaguely familiar bald monk with doubts, and then came closer and bowed his hands respectfully towards the Dragon King of Hongjiang.

"Your Majesty, the Hongjiang navy is in command..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Dragon King of Hongjiang walked down in two or three steps, grabbed his arm, and whispered: "Stop chatting, come and see if this master is your son."

"my son?"

Chen Guangrui's body trembled, and he immediately looked at Nie Changchuan's face in surprise.

At first, he didn't have any special feeling, but as time passed, he felt more and more familiar with this person, and there was a faint sense of familiarity connected by blood deep in his soul.

Chen Guangrui's body trembled, and his tone became slightly excited.

"...Yes, it's my son!"

With that said, he walked up to Nie Changchuan in two or three steps, stretched out his hand tremblingly and said, "My son, you... have grown up!"

Nie Changchuan blinked and looked at his cheap father with some surprise, as if he didn't expect him to accept him so easily.

And not only him, but also the Hongjiang Dragon King and the Shuifu civil and military officials in the palace had strange expressions.

The Dragon King of Hongjiang pondered for a moment and then whispered: "Um, Chen Dutong... No, Mr. Chen, do you want to take a closer look?"

Chen Guangrui patted Nie Changchuan's arm and said confidently: "No need to look, this is definitely my Chen family Qilin'er!"

The Dragon King of Hongjiang coughed and said, "Young Master is a posthumous son. He is still... only thirteen years old, right?"

Chen Guangrui looked at him strangely and said, "Of course."

Hongjiang Dragon King said cautiously: "But this master..."

Chen Guangrui frowned and said: "What a master, he is still a child, can't you guys see that?"

"..."

Hearing these words, the Dragon King of Hongjiang and the civil and military officials of Shuifu were all shocked.

They all turned their attention to Nie Changchuan, who was muscular and nearly 2.2 meters tall, and then looked at Chen Guangrui, who was slender and no taller than 1.72 meters tall.

Comparing the two, Nie Changchuan is like the peerless general in the storybook who looks down on the world.

Chen Guangrui, on the other hand, was a thin and weak scholar.

...I really can’t see this!

The Dragon King of Hongjiang and the civil and military officials of Shuifu all looked strange and complained in their hearts.

Chen Guangrui seemed to understand what they meant, and said with a smile: "When I was a child, my family was poor and I was often hungry and full, so my body was stunted. However, there are also tall people in my family's ancestors, not to mention that my father-in-law, Yin Xiang, was born Tall, mighty, and extremely majestic.”

"Zhuo Jing is more than seven feet tall. It is reasonable for my son to be taller. Why make such a fuss?"