You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

Chapter 241 Little Crocodile: A real man is born in heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under others for a long time!!!

Looking at his son who was roaring non-stop in the ward, Ao Wan was obviously very uneasy, rubbing his sleeves constantly.

In her eyes, the little crocodile has always been well-behaved and polite, even a little timid. This sudden outburst made her, as a mother, very nervous, and she wished she could go up and discipline him right away.

However, the impulsive emotion was only temporary. When the little crocodile calmed down and stopped roaring, Ao Wan also calmed down. He turned his head to look at Xia Zhiming, bowed and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Immortal, for allowing me to see my child again."

"You are quite cruel."

"Parting and dying are common human emotions, and it is the nature of youth after all..."

"Indeed, there's a saying that goes, 'I don't care what happens after I die.' This matter really has nothing to do with you."

Xia Zhiming closed the gap casually, and without waiting for her to continue replying, he carried Qingxin behind him, and leisurely slammed the rocking chair, closed his eyes and smiled, "Come on, continue playing music, continue dancing."

When he first met the little crocodile, he felt that the boy had no bad temperament or appearance, and was fine except that he was a little depressed. However, he did not expect that his emotions would be so intense, which was really a bit unexpected.

But that’s fine too.

There's no need for him to deliberately guide it in the dream, the little crocodile will explode on its own. You see how easy this job is.

Seeing that he mentioned the matter of singing again, Ao Wan stopped talking and calmed down. With his fingertips, he played a tune of orchid. The sound was quiet and elegant, and the lingering sound was lingering in the air, which showed that he had good skills.

Unfortunately, the white snake was not interested in fine grains and could not tell what was good or bad. It just kept sniffing the fragrance in its arms and rocking in the rocking chair.

The sun and the moon turn over and over again, time passes, and months go by unknowingly.

During this time, Xia Zhiming took Qingxin to lie on the rocking chair, occasionally feeding the dazed girl some food, and taking a break from time to time to show the little crocodile to Ao Wan next to him. Unfortunately, she was very patient and kept playing the piano silently. When she was tired, she lay down on the table for a nap and seldom moved around.

Countless people come and go in the palace every day, but no one ever notices them.

During this period of time, Xia Zhiming and Ao Wan saw the changes in the little crocodile.

Just as Ao Wan said, separation from life and death is a normal part of human nature. For a period of time after her "death", the little crocodile was indeed negative for a while, but he gradually got used to it and began to mourn for his mother.

As the lord of a sea, Ao Run had a lot of affairs to deal with and he also had a bunch of children. At the beginning, he would pay special attention to his nephew's behavior during the mourning period, but later he inevitably began to neglect him, and the uncle and nephew gradually saw each other less and less.

If it were in the human world, "herding sheep" like this wouldn't necessarily cause much of a problem, but unfortunately this is the Dragon Palace.

The little crocodile's status was not low to begin with, so naturally he was surrounded by some attentive subordinates, including maids who tried to flirt with him and small-time flatterers who tried to fawn on him.

A change in temperament cannot be achieved overnight.

From ignoring someone at first to accepting everyone's requests later, the reason may be just a casual act of willfulness or just an impulse at some spur of the moment.

Amid endless temptation and flattery, the young man lowered his bottom line again and again, and released the constraints of morality again and again, from being polite to being unruly and indulging in sensual pleasures.

In just a few months, the boy's personality and behavior changed astonishingly.

One day——

Xia Zhiming was massaging Qingxin's feet when he suddenly raised his hand to silence the music played by Ao Wan beside him and said with a smile, "Come on, let's continue watching something interesting today."

After saying that, Xia Zhiming didn't wait for her to refuse. He snapped his fingers and a gap opened in front of the two of them.

In an instant, the heart-beating and blushing music appeared in the ears of the two.

Looking inside through the gap, I saw that in the ward where Ao Wan used to lie, the little crocodile was lying around with beautiful bodies, having a wild party on the bed. The clam girl, the lustful dragon, and the mature and beautiful girl were eating so well!

Xia Zhiming was watching with great interest, but Ao Wan on the side was gritting his teeth, staring at the screen intently, his face flushed red and he couldn't help but clench his fists, wishing he could get in and beat up his son.

These days, she watched her useless son degenerate under Xia Zhiming's coercion. If she hadn't comforted herself with the saying of life and death, she would have lost her patience long ago.

At the same time, something suddenly happened on the other side of the screen.

Under Ao Wan's slightly delighted gaze, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open!

Then he saw the Dragon Mother, wearing a phoenix robe and looking majestic, standing outside the door with an angry face. The little crocodile was so frightened that he lost his temper and shivered violently. The women on the couch were also frightened so much that they turned pale and had to tear off the cloth to cover their bodies, looking very embarrassed.

Bang!!! Bang!!! Clang!!!

Seeing this, the Dragon Mother's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. She pointed at the little crocodile and laughed angrily, "Good! Good! Good! Your uncle told you to observe three years of mourning, yet you're here committing adultery in broad daylight. Filial piety! Truly filial piety!!!"

After saying that, the Dragon Mother rushed out, lifted her skirt, and hurried to look for Ao Run.

As the mistress of the harem and as his aunt, she could actually discipline him, but this boy was too unkind. She was worried that lynching would ruin the harmony between the two families, so it would be better to let the Dragon King discipline him himself.

In that room, the little crocodile was regretting his decision and quickly put on his clothes. He felt as if he was in a dream and became worried about gains and losses. The beautiful lady beside him no longer felt attractive.

Seeing him like this, the women became even more nervous, fearing that he would not be able to bear it and show his cowardice, otherwise they would surely die without a burial place.

Thinking of this, a woman whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, my king. You are now an adult. Why not take this opportunity to ask the Dragon King for a job and find a dragon pond to be your own king? Then, you will be free to fly freely in the sky and swim freely in the deep water."

"This……"

"Yes, my king. As the saying goes, it's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. You are a nobody in this Dragon Palace, and you have to flatter everyone you meet. How can you be as free as you are as a king?"

The little crocodile frowned and thought: "This... seems to be the case."

"That's right, my king, don't forget your sisters when the time comes~"

"sure."

……

At the same time, Xia Zhiming turned to look at Ao Wan beside him and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to watch a palace fight. How about we make a bet?"

"You are joking, Immortal. Xiaolong is just a lonely ghost, there is nothing to gamble with."

"It's okay, just for fun. I bet your son is ruthless and will forget about these beautiful women as soon as he turns around."

"..."

Ao Wan turned his head away without saying anything, his face flushed and he clenched his fists in silence.

Seeing her like this, Xia Zhiming couldn't help but ask with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Seducing someone who's in a higher position! Using her sex appeal to entertain others! She's ruining my son's cultivation. Such an evildoer deserves death, so why bother abandoning him?"

"Don't say that. They were just slaves to begin with. Who doesn't want to rise to prominence and become a phoenix? Your son couldn't resist the temptation himself, so how can you blame others?"

"This... what the immortals said..."

"Look, you're actually quite reasonable. Taking your anger out on others isn't a good thing."

"Ugh……"

……

Chapter 242 The Secret of the Blackwater River

While Xia Zhiming and Ao Wan were talking, the Dragon Mother had already found Ao Run. She quickly stepped forward and whispered to him, explaining in a few words the ridiculous things that the little crocodile had done.

After hearing this, Ao Run was immediately furious. He dropped what he was doing and rushed into the deep palace. The Dragon Mother followed him. Soon she found the little crocodile and started scolding him!

The little crocodile had his own plans in mind, and he just turned a deaf ear to Ao Run's scolding. He didn't dare to talk back and let him vent his anger. Only then did he shamelessly talk about his desire to get married.

But Ao Run got even angrier after hearing this. He slapped him, knocking him to the ground. He pointed at his nose and yelled, "I call you a useless mediocre person! A waste addicted to alcohol and sex! If I let you go out on duty, I'm afraid that one day you'll be pulled out of your dragon tendons and skinned alive, and you won't know how you died!"

The little crocodile was slapped in the face and listened to the Dragon King's angry scolding in a daze. After he came to his senses, the young man could not bear such humiliation. His face immediately turned red and he walked away in anger.

The uncle and nephew parted on bad terms.

Seeing his behavior, Ao Run was unable to breathe. He immediately covered his chest and staggered a few steps, obviously very angry.

The Dragon Mother hurried forward, helped the Dragon King to sit aside, patted his back to help him calm down, and advised: "My king, this child is unruly. Why not let him go..."

Ao Run glared and scolded, "My beloved, do you think I was just saying this in anger? I don't talk about temper, I only talk about virtue. If I let him go, offending others will be a small matter, but I'm afraid he will deliberately do evil and cause harm to the people. Then he will be killed by some passing immortal or Buddha. How can I explain this to my sister in the afterlife?"

The Dragon Mother nodded after hearing this, and after a moment of contemplation, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have an idea."

"tell me the story."

"Does the king remember the Black Water River outside Chechi Country?"

"Of course I remember," the Dragon King frowned and said, "The river originally originated from Kunlun, flowed through several countries, and finally merged into the West Sea. Its water is as dark as ink, cattle and sheep cannot drink, and crows and birds cannot fly. This river is very dangerous, and even now few dragons are willing to cross it."

"Then why not let him go?"

The Dragon Mother came forward and sat beside the Dragon King. She reached out and rolled up his sleeves, saying with a smile, "Such a dangerous place. If Your Majesty allows your nephew to go there and become the Dragon King, it will not only temper his character but also enhance Your Majesty's reputation. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

The Dragon King nodded and then shook his head, saying, "That certainly sounds good, but how can we get this unworthy evildoer to agree?"

"Your Majesty is overly cautious. Coercion is difficult to achieve, but inducement is possible."

"Oh? Please elaborate."

The Dragon Mother raised her orchid finger and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, teach him to guard the Black Water River for dozens or even hundreds of years. And then, make him a promise: when he becomes famous throughout the world, I will return the Jing River Dragon Palace to him. I will teach him to inherit his father's legacy, and only then will he be able to win the support of the people."

"As for how to become famous——"

"Your Majesty, please find an opportunity to make this promise to him in public. By then, this matter will surely spread throughout the Water Realm. This will be a good opportunity to help Ao Guang find redress and take the blame for the chaos caused by Lie'er's airborne landing on the Jing River back on your own shoulders, so as to avoid damaging the brotherhood."

"If Lu Jie can succeed, we will give him the position of Jinghe Dragon King. If he can't, so much time has passed and Lie'er has already firmly established himself as the Jinghe Dragon King. There is no need to change him."

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

After listening to the Dragon Mother's long speech, Ao Run thought for a while and felt that he had suddenly realized something. He couldn't help but laugh and stood up and said, "My dear, this is a great idea. I will go and tell him right away!"

"Hey, my king, don't be anxious!" The Dragon Mother quickly grabbed him.

"Your uncle and nephew just had an argument, and they're still furious. He's not likely to listen to anything you say, Your Majesty. It would be better to wait a while, and then you can appeal to his emotions and reason with him, and you'll surely be able to coax him into a peaceful state."

"Hahaha, that makes sense! That makes sense! Let's do it!"

After saying this, the couple left hand in hand and returned to Xia Zhiming.

After listening to the Dragon King and Dragon Mother's conspiracy, Xia Zhiming casually closed the gap, looked at Ao Wan, and asked with a smile: "What do you think?"

Ao Wan's expression eased slightly, and he was obviously very pleased. He replied, "Sister-in-law is very far-sighted and thoughtful. If my son can really inherit his father's business, then there is no reason why he cannot go to this bitter cold place..."

Xia Zhiming nodded and agreed with what she said.

It’s a pity that the Dragon King and his wife’s hard work was in vain in the end.

……

The days went by peacefully after that. As the Dragon King and his wife tried to ease their relationship, they began to turn a blind eye to the various ridiculous things done by the little crocodile.

Time flies, half a year has passed, and it is summer again.

During this period, the six-month dream came to an end, and Xia Zhiming rarely extended it for two years.

After such a long time, he had already mastered the skills passed down by his master. It was relatively simple to deduce in dreams. When he reached a certain level, he would naturally be able to see the past and the future. This method was a natural result. However, the trick to accelerate cultivation was unreasonable. He gradually figured out the truth after he had thoroughly studied the original scriptures.

It was the fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival. The Dragon Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, inviting all the immortal friends to join in the fun. There were delicious food and wine, as well as fairy music and wonderful dances.

After three rounds of drinking, Dragon King Ao Run called over the little crocodile and said to the crowd, "My dear nephew, you have reached adulthood now. I have pondered for a long time where to send you. What are your thoughts?"

The little crocodile was delighted to hear this and quickly bowed, saying, "Please let my uncle know that I am determined to become the master of a certain lake, to control the clouds and rain, and to bring blessings to all."

The words were very nice, but the surrounding fairies just chuckled and said nothing, thinking that the Dragon King was just pretending to be powerful again, preparing to give one of his own people another good job.

But Ao Run was also secretly complaining at this time, thinking that this boy still had evil intentions and only wanted to find a place to have fun.

However, Ao Run did not expose his intentions. He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He sighed and said, "In the past, your father was the Dragon King of the Jing River. Unfortunately, he was confused and violated the Heavenly Law, and was beheaded at the Dragon Slaying Platform. Now, if I were to let you inherit your father's legacy, would you be willing?"

Little Alligator: "!!!"

The immortals: "!!!"

The Dragon Kings: "!!!"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room was shocked. Prime Minister Turtle stood up on the spot, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, this position is of great importance. Let's not talk about the little prince's magical powers or whether he can take on the position. Just because he has no achievements, it will be difficult for him to convince the public. Please be cautious."

After he finished speaking, most of the immortals nodded. Some who were unaware of the situation asked others, and someone whispered, "The Jinghe Dragon King is currently being temporarily replaced by the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon King. This doesn't sit well with the people, and I don't know how many people want to accuse the Dragon King of nepotism. This is truly inappropriate."

Fortunately, although the little crocodile was delighted, he was not overwhelmed by the sudden good news. He bowed again and said, "Uncle, I appreciate your kindness, but my nephew's magic power is too low to rule an entire continent. Please retract your order."

Ao Run nodded, cursing in his heart, "You're a bit of a smart kid!" Then he pretended to ponder for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's not a great favor, but your mother passed away too early, and I feel guilty. Since you haven't done anything and can't convince others, then..."

Ao Run pointed northwest, glanced at the other immortals, then looked back at the little crocodile. He said seriously, "To the northwest, there's a river called the Black Water. It originates from Kunlun and flows into the West Sea. Its water is as black as ink. Cattle and sheep won't drink from it, and even crows and birds can't fly. It's extremely dangerous."

"That place is known to all as a bitterly cold place, and no dragon has ever been willing to go there. If you can guard this river for three hundred years, even if it means risking the wrath of the world, I will be promoted to the position of Chief of the Eight Rivers, the Great Dragon God of Rain, and take the title of Dragon King of the Jing River!"

"I wonder if you dare to go!"

The little crocodile excitedly clenched his fists and raised his head, saying, "Why not!!!"

Ao Run slammed the table: "Okay!!!"

The immortals clapped their hands: "Good!"