Nezha Breeding Manual

On another Friday, Ye Wanqiu went back home, just in time for Guning Town's annual third prince's resurrection ceremony.The town is full of tourists from both sides of the strait, and the tourist bus is blocked from entering the town to the central square.

Ye Wanqiu sat on the seat and opened the car window to look out. Common sense told her that when the traffic jam was like this, she would not be able to move at all for an hour or so.So she simply picked up her backpack and got off from the place where the bus stopped, and walked towards the town along the narrow and curved asphalt road in front of her that was crowded by vehicles.

The walk back to the shop from the traffic jam was a bit longer than she expected, but fortunately, she made it before dinner.

When she got home, Zhang Fang and Song Wenjiao were setting up a ladder outside the shop, and hanging up the lotus lanterns with Nezha's name in their arms one by one.Seeing Ye Wanqiu came back, Zhang Fang habitually wanted to wave, but forgot that he was still holding something in his arms.As soon as he raised his hand, the lanterns fell from the air, and Ye Wanqiu rushed to catch them.

"Be careful, don't fall by yourself later." Saying that, Ye Wanqiu looked down at the lantern in his hand, his gaze paused for a moment on the phrase "Nezha Third Prince", and his heart felt soft like a bird coming out of a cage Lightness and joy.She blinked quickly, and passed the lantern back as if nothing had happened: "I'll go in first."

"it is good."

At this time, some students in the embroidery shop were practicing double-sided embroidery on hand stretchers. Ye Zhilan had just finished teaching a student's fainting stitches, when she looked up and saw Ye Wanqiu walking in from the door, she smiled and helped her take the not-heavy backpack : "Is the road going well?"

Ye Wanqiu picked up the warm honey water on the table and drank it all in one gulp, wiped the sweat from his forehead: "There was a traffic jam before entering the town, I got out of the car and walked back." "Tomorrow is the third prince's birthday ceremony There are indeed a lot of people here." Ye Zhilan said casually, and then asked, "Why did you come back only for a weekend this time?"

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to come back." Ye Wanqiu rubbed his neck and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Mom, I remember you ordered a batch of silk fabrics for purses before, right? Do you still have them?"

"It's not finished yet, it's all there. What's the matter, do you want it?"

"Uh, I promised to embroider a gadget for my roommate, so I thought of this."

"It should still be in the warehouse, in the drawer of the cabinet near the door. You can find it yourself."

"it is good."

Ye Wanqiu quickly went to the storeroom and found those bundles of fabrics that were neatly placed in the drawers. After hesitating for a long time, he chose one of the white silk brocades with mottled patterns and dark flowers.

After making the selection, she ran upstairs with the silk brocade in her arms, and began to compare and determine the size of the purse, and cut off the part to be used with scissors.After finishing all this, she took out the embroidery pattern that she had drawn earlier in the morning from her backpack, and after confirming that it was correct, she began to embroider.

It doesn't take much time to make the purse, once the embroidery is done, the rest of the steps will be very fast.

After Ye Wanqiu came back, he basically didn't go downstairs except for eating, and finally finished the purse before the official ceremony in the evening of the next day.

It was just dark, and the ceremony officially began.

As early as the afternoon, the employees in the embroidery shop had set up a temporary booth beside the only road at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Ye Wanqiu to meet with them in the evening and change shifts for dinner, and it was officially open in the evening.

When Ye Zhilan called her downstairs, Ye Wanqiu was rolling on the bed in a daze, reaching out to fumble for the phone that was ringing desperately.She got out of the quilt, pressed the stop button, looked dully at herself in the mirror with hairy hair, jumped up quickly and rushed into the bathroom to clean herself up.

She changed into a long white dress she picked out from the closet, carefully combed her messy black hair and neatly gathered it together, tied it with a red ribbon, put on her shoes and ran downstairs.

At this time, the number of people in the shop has gradually increased, and Ye Zhilan and a few students are very busy.Ye Wanqiu ran out of the embroidery shop through the crowd, pushed the bicycle out of the alley, stood at the door and shouted: "Mom, I'm leaving first!"

"Okay. I'll be over later."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Wanqiu had already ridden a long distance.

After riding for a long time, she could see the brilliant lights on Cuiping Mountain not far away. Countless golden red lanterns converged into a ribbon-like river of light, shining and flickering, winding and flowing, from the Nezha Palace halfway up the mountain. It spread to Gu Ning Town not far from the foot.Above the head are the deep dark blue clouds, the bright silver stars are hiding in the gaps and flickering, and the turbid fog covers the moon.

After nightfall, the wind was slightly cold, blowing all kinds of smells from countless people around to Ye Wanqiu's sense of smell, so strong that even if she wore a mask, it would be useless.Finally, they came to the temporary booth where Zhang Fang and the others were, and replaced the two who had worked hard all afternoon to eat.Ye Wanqiu sat on the stool, slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm, and forced himself to get used to the smell here.

Those grapefruit flavors, lemon or hawthorn flavors, and some gardenia, ebony, michelia, lavender, etc. mixed together made her a little dizzy.

She looked at the orange lanterns with candle lights, one after another connected to the long dragons above her head, and she couldn't see the end or end.Various canvases are hung on colorful ropes interlaced and coiled above the head, embroidered with the statues and names of the young gods.Believers and tourists coming and going held a lotus prayer lamp in their hands and tied a red ribbon on their wrists. They walked along the mountain road towards the palace in groups, which was very lively.

Many girls were attracted by the exquisite embroidery on the embroidery booth, and they came to choose and ask the price.Ye Wanqiu stood up and answered all kinds of questions to them one by one, and said that if they didn't find a satisfactory one here, they could still choose to customize it, and the photos of all the samples were in the album.

While she was sorting out and recording the information of customers who needed customized models, countless orange-red sky lanterns rose from Cuiping Mountain, staggered higher and higher, and spread out irregularly, covering the entire dark and hazy night sky. Light up into a sea of ​​gold and red stars.

I don't know where Nezha is now?

Ye Wanqiu looked up at those sky lanterns, and suddenly wanted to see each other.

They haven't seen each other very much in the past few days at school. According to Ah Jun, the cracks that were blocked before have all begun to loosen. They have been busy dealing with this matter recently.Nezha, as the commander-in-chief of the Central Altar who holds the military power, finding and blocking those gates to break the world has always been his main task in the world.

When she heard this, she was a little surprised and asked, "Why are those cracks loose?"

Ah Jun was silent.

"Besides, haven't there been such cracks in my house? Why does my house seem to be fine?"

Ah Jun stared at her, hesitant to speak.

Ye Wanqiu looked at her in horror, and felt a layer of cold sweat on his body: "Could it be that it has something to do with me?"

The other party let out a long sigh: "You girl is really asking for ideas in every sentence."

"It really has something to do with me?!" She was stunned for a moment, feeling that she couldn't hold the textbook in her arms, "What's going on here?"

"You should ask the third prince yourself." Ah Jun shook his head, and then added, "But don't say that I told you. Otherwise, if he comes to settle accounts with me at that time, I will die. .”

After finishing speaking, she ran away in a flash, leaving Ye Wanqiu alone in a mess, not even having time to stop her.

However, Ye Wanqiu had difficulty finding a chance to ask Nezha, even seeing him.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu withdrew his gaze from those sky lanterns, twirled the pen in his hand around his fingers, and accidentally flew out and fell to the ground.She groaned, and just stood up to pick it up, when the countless dull smells in her sense of smell suddenly dissipated, leaving only a cool and elegant lotus fragrance.

Nezha, who was dressed as a human teenager, came out of the crowd, picked up the pen on the ground, came to her and handed it to her: "Why alone?"

Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, then replied: "I'm here to change Zhang Fang and Sister Wen Jiao's class, they are going to have dinner." After speaking, she asked again, "Why are you here?"

"The matter in Yucheng is almost over, so I'm here." Nezha said lightly.Even with his real body disguised as a human being, his appearance here is too ostentatious.Ye Wanqiu and him hadn't spoken a few words, and soon found that many people around were looking at them, as if they were being watched as some exhibits.

She looked around at the people around, and finally looked at Nezha, and suggested: "Why don't you get something to cover your face?" Although Nezha seemed to have completely ignored the gazes of those people, Ye Wanqiu felt a little Subtle discomfort, as if someone else coveted the most precious treasure.

After listening to her words, Nezha raised his head to look at her, and very naturally stretched out his hand to hook off the mask on her face and put it on for himself, leaving only a pair of black and sharp phoenix eyes outside.Ye Wanqiu touched the place where his fingers had brushed, feeling a little cold: "What are you doing with the ones I've worn? I still have this kind of disposable masks in my bag."

"That's it," he said.

Just as they were talking, Zhang Fang and Song Wenjiao, who had already finished their dinner, came over chatting and laughing. When they saw an extra person beside Ye Wanqiu, they couldn't help being stunned: "Hey, Ye Zi, who is this?"

Although wearing a mask, you can still see that the other party has extremely beautiful twin eyes. If you don't look down the throat, it is easy to be mistaken for a girl with sharp and cold eyes.

"Oh, that." Ye Wanqiu stood up and introduced to Nezha, "They are the Zhang Fang and Song Wenjiao I just mentioned. They are old employees who have worked in our shop for many years." She said, looking at Looking at Nezha, "This is...uh, it's me, I..."

When she said this, she was at a loss for words for a while. She didn't know whether to say that Nezha was her teacher or something else... For example...

It can't be said that he is the young god of the third prince that everyone here is worshiping, right? !

Nezha looked up at her, not intending to answer at all, just quietly waiting for her to continue talking, there was a little cold gleam in his half-smiling eyes.Ye Wanqiu blinked, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and felt a hot mist steaming from his cheeks for no reason.

Zhang Fang looked at these two people, and suddenly realized: "I understand, I understand, we all understand." After finishing speaking, he winked at Ye Wanqiu with a playful smile, "Ye Zi, you are very fast, and you have just solved some problems when you just went to college. The problem that I could not solve in four years of university is worthy of praise!"

"You..." Ye Wanqiu glared at him, "The shift has changed! Here is the record book!"

"Hey hey, don't be shy, we are all adults, so we should speak boldly." Zhang Fang teased happily, and then said to Nezha, "Yezi is our baby, you have to treat her well." ah."

"I will."

"By the way, you two are classmates, right? How did you get together?"

"You talk a lot!" Ye Wanqiu hastily interrupted Zhang Fang's question, "I'll leave this to you." As soon as she said that, she pulled Nezha up and walked outside, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps out, he ran into Ye Zhilan who was coming.

"Mom..." Ye Wanqiu was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to let go of Nezha's hand, but the other party held it back calmly.

Ye Zhilan looked at these two people and was a little unresponsive: "Wan Qiu? You are..." Seeing Nezha taking off his mask, she said to her flatly and politely, "Hello."

She immediately remembered who the other party was, and turned to look at Ye Wanqiu who was blushing beside her: "Didn't you say that he is your teacher with whom you can't have any other relationship?"

"That's right, it's just that something happened later." Ye Wanqiu answered bravely, "But I can explain it, really."

Zhang Fang on the side couldn't wait: "Then explain, we are all waiting, and I have prepared some pumpkin pies!"

Ye Zhilan smiled: "He came all the way to find you, do you have time to explain to me slowly now? Go to the sacrificial ceremony, but you have to come back half an hour before closing."

"Thank you Mom." Ye Wanqiu rubbed his neck, "I will definitely be back on time."

"Remember to go to the third prince's palace to burn incense before going out to play. This must not be forgotten."

"I know, I won't forget it!" After speaking, Ye Wanqiu pulled Nezha and was about to leave, but Ye Zhilan stopped him again, "Going the wrong way, the palace is on the mountain."

So she had to turn around again, and walked towards the palace with Nezha.

Ye Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief until he was convinced that he could not see the dense crowds and stalls at the foot of the mountain. He turned his head and looked at Nezha who was dragged up by him all the way, and couldn't help laughing: "If my mother Knowing who you are, I don't know if you will let me go to the palace to offer incense."

Nezha looked down at her, with a soft look on his brows: "Where do you want to go?"

"Well..." She looked at the other people around, "Anyway, they're all here, so let's go to the palace to have a look. My mother is familiar with the staff here, and she'll know if I'm here or not."

"Let's go then."

Ye Wanqiu thought he meant to walk to the palace on the mountainside, but in the next second, Nezha took him and teleported him directly to the lotus pond in that uninhabited land.She looked around at the juniper trees and the pond full of flowers, and came back to her senses: "This is the place I visited during the summer vacation. I obviously only stayed here for ten minutes, but it turned out that it was several hours later when I went out." .”

Nezha's eyes slightly curved: "Yes."

"So you did it then?"

He also admitted it simply: "It's me."

The two walked towards the main hall together, Ye Wanqiu asked: "Do you often come here?"

"No, only when necessary."

She nodded to express her understanding, and then asked: "A few days ago, I heard from Ah Jun that you are dealing with those cracks, how are you doing now?"

Nezha was silent for a while, and the light in his eyes changed with the precipitation, looking a little dull and sharp: "That's it for now."

Ye Wanqiu opened his mouth, wanting to ask what is the relationship between those cracks and himself, the words welled up in his throat, rolled on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say it.

At this time, they just walked to the main gate of the Taizi Temple and saw countless believers kneeling and worshiping the golden statue in the temple, praying for incense one by one.

Looking at the statue of the solemn young man not far away, and then lowered his head to look at the hands that he and the other party were holding together, Ye Wanqiu felt particularly dazed again, feeling that this was not true.

"Is it Wanqiu?" Wang Chengning at the door turned his head and called her, "Did you come up to offer incense?"

Ye Wanqiu responded, and said to Nezha, "I have to go."

"Is it necessary?" Nezha looked down at her.She stuck out her tongue, her eyes were clear and bright under the candlelight, like two clear crystal beads: "I'd better go there."

After finishing speaking, she let go of Nezha's hand, ran up the steps, walked into the main hall to fetch three incense sticks, lit them with the candles in the lotus lantern, stood in front of the statue, and was about to kneel on the mat in front of her.

But when he just lifted the hem of the skirt, Nezha who walked in at some time helped him to stabilize himself on the spot.

He frowned slightly: "Don't kneel."

Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly came back to his senses: "But everyone else is kneeling, and it's too weird for me to stand alone."

"That's someone else." Nezha didn't let go, "No kneeling is allowed in the future."

Wang Chengning on the side looked at the young man in surprise, walked over and said patiently: "Hello, it is indeed necessary for believers to pilgrimage..."

"I said she doesn't need it." Nezha said flatly, his voice was not loud but there was a clear and heavy sense of oppression.He raised his eyelashes to look at Wang Chengning, a golden light flashed across his irises.

Wang Chengning's eyes were blurred for a few seconds, then he stopped talking, turned around and walked outside the gate of the Prince's Temple, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What did you do?" Ye Wanqiu asked in surprise.Nezha took the three sticks of incense in her hand, threw them into the incense burner very casually, pulled her and walked outside, not avoiding the crowd who were kneeling and chanting devoutly outside.

"Third Prince?" She looked nervously at the crowd beside her, but found that they didn't look at her at all.

"Don't worry, they won't see it," Nezha replied.

After turning a few roads and walking through a few corridors, they got farther and farther away from the main hall, and they could already see the lush and lush wishing tree.

There are much fewer people here than just now, only the candles are floating, and the red shadows hang down.

For a moment, Ye Wanqiu felt that he had been led by the other party into a psychedelic dream.

The author has something to say: tired, just got home.