Nezha Breeding Manual

Looking at the strange luster on his hands, many words flashed across Ye Wanqiu's mind:

Gene mutation, petrification disease, heterogeneous infection, biochemical transformation, mutants, superpowers...

However, after all the messy thoughts were dispersed, the last thing that was fixed in my mind was——"It looks like a diamond, and it seems to be very valuable."

She tried to bend her fingers and shook them. Although it seemed that the whole hand had become an extremely hard spar, the flexibility of the fingers was still very good, and they did not become so stiff that they could not move: "So, I am actually a Stone?"

No wonder she always felt that compared with most of the other monster students, her learning ability was a lot slower. Was it because she was actually a stone head?

"Maybe." Nezha stared at the petrified state of the crystals in her hands, and said calmly.He recalled the fluorescent boulder under Lingyuan, and a layer of undetectable darkness accumulated between his brows.

After hearing his affirmation, Ye Wanqiu was a little depressed, but his thoughts jumped back to when he was a child, he used to squat on the TV and watch over and over again the animation related to Nezha, and the ultimate villain Shi Ji in it was also a rock.Then he immediately recalled some mythological works that he had seen before, as well as some comic works and webcast animations in the past two years, as well as his own situation now.

She came to a conclusion: "Why do you always have trouble with these two things, dragons and stones?"

Nezha blinked his eyes, he was already used to her occasional words that he didn't understand, he just raised his hand to erase all the surrounding scenes and spread out new ones.The surrounding misty gray clouds disappeared, and Ye Wanqiu saw that they were already standing on the ground outside Gu Ning Town, facing a huge closed bluestone gate.There are countless twisted and twisted strange lines on the door, extending from the bottom to the top where you can't see the end when you look up.

"This is the crack you saw that day." Nezha said, "It's also the only one that won't loosen because you repaired it."

His words fall into Ye Wanqiu's hearing like a few tiny strands of cotton, without any weight, and it's hard to feel them.It seemed that when she saw this huge bluestone gate up close, the whole outside world began to blur in her consciousness.Each of those stone carvings painted on the gate seemed to be countless stories, screaming and filling her thoughts with all kinds of chaotic things that she couldn't grasp.

She felt that she shouldn't look at it anymore, the nerves in her mind were getting tighter and tighter, almost breaking, her headache was so loud that she was breaking out in cold sweat.But for some reason, Ye Wanqiu found that she couldn't look away at all, the door firmly occupied her eyes, and was grinding her consciousness into powder little by little.

A vague sigh fell on her heart, and gradually, that distant and ethereal voice rang in her ears again, saying to her again and again, "Come here. Come here."

Her strangeness quickly caught Nezha's attention. He dispelled the illusion created by those memories, and found that the crystallization that was just lingering on Ye Wanqiu's fingers was spreading towards her arm inch by inch, and there was even a faint spot on the brow. Outline of spar dappled.

"Wan Qiu?" He bent down and held her face in his hands, his dark eyes met her dull ones.Jinhong's divine power injected into Ye Wanqiu's hand along Nezha's fingertips, blending and interweaving into a transparent and dazzling brilliance, trying to suppress the uncontrollable vision in her body.

However, it was also at this time that Nezha suddenly discovered a strange fact that Ye Wanqiu seemed to have no soul.At the end of the detection of the spread of divine power, there is a void of nothingness.

She has a body, a memory, a mind, and everything that is very similar to a human being, but she has no soul.She doesn't have anything that any creature in the six realms has.

After realizing this, Nezha's eyes became even colder, as if the river surface under the winter night freezes only for a moment.

Ye Wanqiu felt that his remaining consciousness was being torn apart by two different voices, but at the last moment when it was about to be shattered, he suddenly woke up, staggered two steps back and sat on the stone bench behind him, his eyes looked a little distracted Dazed: "Eh? Why is that door missing?"

Not only the giant bluestone gate, but all the illusions disappeared, and the surroundings are the real scene in Sanfeng Palace.

"I'll take it." Nezha said, stretching out his hand to wipe off the cold sweat from her temples, the cold body temperature made Ye Wanqiu shiver. "Why?" She asked unclearly, her thoughts gradually regaining vitality were not very clear.

"The crack has more influence on you than I imagined, even if it's just an illusion." His eyelashes drooped slightly, blocking all the light that tried to shine into his eyes.Whenever Nezha had this look on his face, the weak human touch on him that would only be revealed when facing Ye Wanqiu would disappear more completely, and he looked colder and sharper than ever.

It was a kind of decisiveness and hostility honed by leading soldiers all the year round, and it would always be revealed naturally and incomparably by him inadvertently.

Before Ye Wanqiu could find anything to say, Nezha went on to say: "You are different from the creatures in the six realms. The source of your abilities is your body, not anything else."

"Body?" Ye Wanqiu repeated in surprise, looking at her hands, those strange crystals were collapsing and dissipating piece by piece, revealing her original fair skin.

"Yes." Nezha nodded slightly, "So when you use your abilities, your consciousness is superfluous, and you will be completely controlled by your body instinctively."

"Isn't that..." She thought for a while, then frowned and blurted out, "The body controls the brain? This is too mentally handicapped."

He lowered the corner of his mouth, "So the training of other creatures is to train your own ability, you need to train your spiritual consciousness to ensure that you can control this ability in a waking state. Otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Nezha paused, and Ye Wanqiu took it over clearly, "I will become a door closer without emotion."

Nezha: "..."

She scratched her hair, with a worried face: "Then what should I do?" This question seemed to have caught Nezha too. He didn't answer right away, but thought for a while, sat opposite Ye Wanqiu, and tapped his finger on the rim of the teacup. After tapping a few times, he frowned slightly and said, "My situation and yours are still fundamentally different, so I don't know how much my original method will work for you."

"You back then? Did you ever do this?" Ye Wanqiu asked. Seeing Nezha spread his hands silently, revealing the fire lotus mark on his palm, he came to his senses, "It was when you just came back from life."

In fact, she didn't know much about it, she only glimpsed some of it from the memory Nezha had shown her, but even such a brief onlooker could feel the pain and suffering in it.

"Why is this so?" She asked softly, reaching out to touch the mark on his palm, as if stroking a flower made of ice and snow, cold and delicate.Nezha grabbed her hand, without changing his expression, only his eyes softened a bit: "At first, I just thought that the natural power of the Nirvana Red Lotus was too strong to control. After all, Lian and it were born from the same source Even the ancient gods can't make it reverse fate. But now..."

His gaze returned from her slightly red fingertips all the way back to her face: "It seems that I was wrong about many things before."

"Nirvana Red Lotus." Ye Wanqiu chewed on the word, feeling a little familiar, "Why do I feel like I've heard this name before?"

Nezha smiled slightly: "You have seen it. In the drama."

"A drama?"

Ye Wanqiu was confused for a moment, and immediately remembered: "Is that the red lotus flower that I saw in the Cang Xing Chronicle? You were resurrected with its incarnation?"

Nezha nodded, and there was a faint and almost non-existent smile on the corners of his light red lips, which looked like a flower in the mist, blurred and beautiful.

When Ye Wanqiu was a little confused about what he was enjoying, he suddenly remembered that day in the play, where Nezha asked her if she liked the scene of the Duo Nie Huohonglian.

At that time, she had no idea of ​​the relationship between the ancient spirit lotus and the young god beside her, so she simply admitted that she liked it, and looked at it reluctantly for a long time.

In the end, Nezha said, if you like it, it's yours.Ye Wanqiu only thought that Nezha was joking, but never expected that the red lotus really belonged to her.

She subconsciously looked at the hand she was holding with the other party, and touched her neck uncomfortably: "Could I be the stone left by Nuwa when she repaired the sky? In my previous life, I was moved by my death in the line of duty, so It's only in this life that you've been tricked?"

Nezha smiled lightly: "Nuwa patched up the sky and left behind a stone, but it has been kept in the ancient god Wei Li's place, it can't be you."

"Really?"

He hummed, and then returned to the previous topic: "I thought before that I was able to barely seal those cracks and freely enter and exit the drowning sea because of the Nirvana Red Lotus. Now I know it's because of you."

"Because you were the one who made the red lotus bloom back then, and you were the one who saved me."

"I'll save you?" Ye Wanqiu struggled to understand this sentence, "What can I do to save you?"

Nezha didn't speak, just held her wrist and pushed the sleeve of her white hoodie up to her elbow. Looking at the smooth skin on her arm, there was a desolate gloomy look in her black eyes, which seemed kind of The ancient coolness that does not match his appearance age at all.

His body temperature was too low, and the tactile sensation brought by sliding his fingertips along the elbow of her arm almost made Ye Wanqiu think that he was being rubbed against his skin by a piece of angular ice, and every pore was covered. The fine cold air penetrated, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Nezha withdrew his hand, closed his eyes, and opened his thick black eyelashes after fluttering a few times: "Actually, it wasn't the time to open it at that time. Suchen and Minghuang couldn't do anything about it. In order to save me, you use yourself to save me." of blood to water it until it blossoms."

Ye Wanqiu was completely stunned after hearing what he said, and said after a while: "I never thought I would be the chosen one." Then she felt a little depressed, "Why didn't I have such good luck during the exam? ?”

Nezha let out an airy voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and stared at her with a glimmer of light: "You almost died at that time, and you call it good luck?"

"Isn't that pretty close?" She said briskly, "And it's also scientifically justified. You know, a woman can only be life-threatening if she loses half of her blood at once, but a man can't, losing one-third One blood will kill them. After all, every month a woman..."

Having said this, Ye Wanqiu suddenly shut up.Why would she mess around with a god about these things?

"Sorry, I'm getting too far, you continue to say what you just wanted to say."

"You've said this before." Nezha looked at the intact skin on her arm, and his tone was low, sounding cool and soft.

He pulled down Ye Wanqiu's sleeve: "It is precisely because the red lotus absorbed your blood that I can temporarily seal those cracks."

"Then, it's also because of this that you often lost control when you first came back in the lotus body?" Ye Wanqiu asked a little uneasily.

Nezha raised his eyes and raised his index finger to gently scratch between her eyebrows: "You can't say that."

"So, how long did it take you to stabilize?"

"Nearly half a year." He replied, "The training of spiritual consciousness is no different than others. It is a little troublesome, but the time is generally not too long."

Ye Wanqiu listened to what he said, and nodded with a vague understanding.

However, it took the next three months for her to understand what kind of state Nezha called "a little bit of trouble".

She shouldn't have believed the words of a god who could kill dragons and cramp so easily at the age of 12. The result was that the water in the West Lake was not enough for her to shed tears.

Although compared to the situation where Ye Wanqiu was completely insane just looking at those gates to break the world at the beginning, now Ye Wanqiu can barely control the crystallization of her body freely, but this ability can not only allow her to pinch walnuts with bare hands and change her mind. Apart from her physical waste, she has not found any other effects for the time being.

And she found that every time she tried to touch the things related to the cracks, even some images would make her body try to snatch control of consciousness.She tried hard to force herself to adapt to this situation, learned to let her spiritual sense suppress this abnormality, and gradually controlled abilities that she was not familiar with. Nezha accompanied her all the way and carefully taught her to come here.

In fact, her progress has been considered fast, but because her spiritual control cannot keep up with her body's ability to carry loads, it is like letting a person who can't even recognize the alphabet control a hacker's top-equipped computer system. learn it slowly.

Nezha watched as she gradually became proficient in controlling her own abilities, and became closer and closer to Ye Wanqiu in his memory.There was even a time when she was standing in the courtyard of Sanfeng Palace just playing with the Tang Dao Xueyan in her hand, the pure white figure in the rain of flowers made him think for a moment that time and space were chaotically overlapping.

He never thought of reforming Ye Wanqiu, forcing her to be like the girl he had been looking for for more than 1000 years.For Nezha, as long as it is Ye Wanqiu, no matter what it looks like, he is willing to accept it.

It cannot be denied that Nezha was very happy when she saw that she had just started to learn a little bit of spiritual control and was able to achieve superficial self-control.But this emotion didn't exist for too long before it was crushed by another deeper anxiety. Instead, it rotted into a black wreck, consolidating into a worry like a heart disease somewhere.

The closer Ye Wanqiu got to her former self, the stronger Nezha's nightmare premonition of "will she disappear in a second?"

He also tried to make Ye Wanqiu stop this process and stop it.The intense and painful panic was like a sharp thorn in his heart, tormenting him all the time.

But Ye Wanqiu is happy about this kind of progress and change. She is gradually approaching the truth about herself, and gradually has enough ability to protect the people she cares about.Whether it is mother or Nezha, they are all existences that she is willing to pay any price to maintain.

What's more, she always felt that the Ye Wanqiu in Nezha's memory was too different from herself.This kind of emotion that burns from many pasts that she has no memory of at all is like a castle in the air to her, separated by a layer of misty and thick clouds.

You know it's there and you know it's true, but you never know how long it'll be there.

She is powerless to change the past, she hopes that she can at least grasp the present and the future.

Therefore, whenever he can make a breakthrough, Ye Wanqiu will be very happy.This kind of happy emotion infected Nezha, and made him unable to open his mouth when he wanted to tell Ye Wanqiu several times or stop here.

Her laughter and joy are to Nezha what beauty/sad/one is to an incurable addict/jun/zi.He simply could not refuse.

But recently, perhaps because it has entered the final week and needs to take the exam at the same time, Ye Wanqiu often feels extremely mentally exhausted, and sometimes even controls himself during the self-study and exam papers. Can't stop falling asleep.

For example, Ye Wanqiu was woken up by Professor Qing Huan in the final exam of Human History Appreciation this afternoon.When I woke up, I hurriedly glanced at the test paper, and after confirming that I fell asleep after finishing it, I breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately afterwards, I wished I could find a gap to get in, so embarrassed that I couldn't add it, and apologized repeatedly.

In contrast, Qing Huan didn't care much about this kind of thing, and even called Ye Wanqiu in a good mood after finishing the paper, asking her if she was interested in going dream hunting with her.

This unfamiliar word made Ye Wanqiu a little unresponsive: "Dream Catcher? You mean Dream Catcher or Inception?"

Qing Huan blinked coquettishly: "You can also understand it that way, but the operation method is completely different. How about it, do you want to come?"

"Can I?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll catch it. You just need to be responsible and help me with it. Come on, it's fun. I just see that you've been so listless recently. Wouldn't it be nice to change your mood?"

Ye Wanqiu hesitated for a while, before he could make a complete decision, he saw Qing Huan had already packed up his things and ran out of the classroom, and said: "Go back to eat and catch up on sleep, I will come to you at midnight."

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