Nezha Breeding Manual

At midnight, Ye Wanqiu and Qing Huan came to the suburban town connecting Yicheng and Jincheng.This was a very novel experience for her. After all, apart from staying up late to catch up on embroidery, Ye Wanqiu was never awake at such a late hour, and even wandered outside.

One is because she really doesn't have the energy to go out to play after embroidery, and the other is that Ye Zhilan's discipline to her is not very strict, but the rule of not going out after the shop is closed is something that Ye Wanqiu has to abide by since she was a child, and it is one of the few One of the mandatory rules.

Seeing Qing Huan summon all the dream catchers on duty tonight with the small dream-calling flute that she usually decorates as a necklace, and after explaining the things that need attention recently, Ye Wanqiu felt that the door to his new world had opened again.

These dream catchers are the lower-level subordinates of the dream god Mo Yan, and they look like some kind of sunny dolls with two thin legs.Like ghosts, their feet don't touch the ground, and their thin ankles hang softly under the robes, which is kind of cute and cute.But this kind of cuteness lasted less than half a minute, when Qing Huan enthusiastically tossed a dream catcher's large robe and smashed it to pieces.

It’s true that long legs are beautiful. The legs below the neck are also the perfect figure that every girl pursues, but this is just talking.Because when Ye Wanqiu found out that these dream catchers really had legs from the neck down, all he felt was weird and scary, and he wanted to poke his eyes.

The dream catcher whose robe was suddenly lifted made his cheeks flushed and his face shy, and a squeaking scream came out of his throat.Ye Wanqiu gave it a thumbs up with a solemn face, almost tears in his eyes: "Brother, you have good legs, from beginning to end!"

"Go to work." Qing Huan waved his hand to disperse the countless dream catchers in front of him.Soon they flew into the sky, turned into countless transparent circles of light and disappeared.

"Are they gone to dream catcher?" Ye Wanqiu looked up at the dream catchers who had disappeared and asked.Qing Huan nodded and snapped her fingers: "Yes! We are going too, follow me!"

After finishing speaking, she pulled Ye Wanqiu up and ran towards the forest, the speed was so fast that even the wind blew on her face.She pulled the scarf up, revealing only her eyes.The cold mist of winter night pervades the dark and quiet forest. Compared with the town which is already refreshing and dry after it rains in the morning, the forest is obviously much more humid.There are mottled water stains everywhere, and the volatile moisture decomposes into countless tiny drops of water in the low temperature, floating in the air, and a kind of muggy dampness is precipitated.

Ye Wanqiu followed Qing Huan to run in the forest, it felt like walking through a mass of seaweed just picked up from the water.The temperatureless wind was mixed with the scent of bergamot and mint on Qing Huan's body, and it continuously penetrated into her nasal cavity, bringing a cold tingle that was too refreshing.The overly dense leaves weakened the not-so-bright moonlight overhead into flimsy silver patches, like the shadows of snow, but disappeared before they fell into reality.

They moved swiftly and silently in the forest, except for the increasingly clear sound of running water, everything was silent.When he finally rushed out of the forest and came to the top of the mountain, Ye Wanqiu realized that this place just happened to capture the entire sleeping town in his eyes.

Qing Huan took out the Dream Binding Lamp and handed it to her, smiling mysteriously: "Wait a little longer, it's coming soon." As she spoke, she sat directly on a moss-covered stone by the cliff, tilting her head. Looking at Ye Wanqiu who was curiously studying the dream lantern in his hand, his tone was as flat as discussing this winter's weather with her, "When will you and the third prince get married?"

Ye Wanqiu was dumbfounded by her question, and when he looked up, his face was blown by the oncoming frosty wind, and he even had difficulty breathing, and his fair face immediately turned red: "Ahem... what did you say?"

Qing Huan looked at her strangely, taking it for granted: "Did the Third Prince discuss this issue with you?"

"Why did he...I mean, this..." I don't know if it's because the temperature here is too cold, but Ye Wanqiu felt that his tongue would get knotted whenever he spoke.He obviously felt his whole body shivering from the cold, but his cheeks wrapped in the scarf were extremely warm and hot.

After stuttering to the end, she could only shake her head calmly while hugging the Dream Lantern in her arms: "No."

Qing Huan's expression was so weird that he seemed to see that Nezha was holding his Huntian Ling, performing nude/body silk performance art in public at Nantianmen.

"It shouldn't be." She touched her chin, frowning tightly, with a serious expression on her face, "Is this a quarrel between you two?"

"No." Ye Wanqiu shook his head, tucking all his fluttering hair into a scarf and hat to block off the harsh wind from the top of the mountain, "Why do you think it shouldn't be?"

"Because the two of you were supposed to get married more than 1000 years ago, but not long after the wedding date was set, you disappeared because you fell into the vortex of the drowning sea, so the marriage had to be put on hold." Qing Huan said briskly Then, the expression on Ye Wanqiu's face gradually changed from dazed to stunned, "I thought that after so many years, the third prince finally found you back, and you were together again, so we should discuss how to deal with the incident at that time. The marriage is done."

After she finished speaking, Ye Wanqiu's brain processing system almost stopped.She tried to grasp some key points, but after a long while, she could only maintain a stunned and stiff look.The only movement was the white mist from the mouth, slowly rising from the gap in the scarf, spreading and disappearing, blurring her eyes.

Looking at her like this, Qing Huan suddenly felt something was wrong: "The third prince hasn't told you yet, has he?"

Ye Wanqiu still looked like he was blown messy by the winter wind until he was frozen.

"It's over..." Qing Huan slapped his forehead violently, jumped up quickly, grabbed Ye Wanqiu's shoulder and shook vigorously, "Forget it, forget it! I didn't tell you anything just now, and you don't remember anything!"

Ye Wanqiu was dizzy from being shaken by her, and the hood of the padded jacket she had just put on also slipped off her head, spilling her black hair all over her shoulders: "Wait...don't shake it, don't shake it. What did you just say? What is the wedding date?"

She felt that her knowledge blind spot was bombed again.Although all the things that happened in the past six months have already destroyed this area into ruins, Ye Wanqiu also feels that his endurance has reached its peak.But obviously life is the supreme god, and whoever wants to rub against the ground can rub against the ground.

"Nothing!" Qing Huan replied decisively. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bright twilight gradually appearing in the sky, and said happily to Ye Wanqiu, "Look, they are back!"

It was those dream catchers, with the fresh dreams they had just collected, flying in mid-air like groups of huge fireflies.Ye Wanqiu was completely attracted by the spectacle in front of him. Those dreams all exuded a soft silver-blue light, and in the dark winter night with almost no moonlight, rippling dark blue shadows spread out and piled up layer upon layer above his head.

The transparent and bright color makes Ye Wanqiu feel as if he is standing on the bottom of the sea, with glowing jellyfish swimming above his head, whether it is the distorted water light or the countless shadows in the deep sea Swimming along the air directly into her eyes.She looked up at all this in disbelief, and the sparkle of fluorescence merged at the end of her eyes, accumulating into a handful of silvery tears.

"Turn on the dream-binding lamp, and I'll put them into categories." Qing Huan said, scrutinizing the dreams handed over by the dream catcher.Ye Wanqiu approached her and saw that the dream in her hand looked like a ball of shiny cotton candy: "How do you classify this?"

"A sweet dream tastes sweet, a bad dream tastes bad, a sad dream tastes bitter, a dream of fantasy adventure tastes like mustard, etc." Qing Huan replied eloquently, "In short, every kind Dreams have meaning and flavor."

While talking, she suddenly picked up a small group of dreams and exclaimed in surprise: "This is a baby's dream, which is rare! They are the purest and highest quality, and they have to be packed separately."

"Dreams still have a taste?"

"It's like this for us, just like the creatures of the six worlds have their own flavors for you. But we use our sense of taste to judge."

"Taste?"

As soon as Ye Wanqiu finished repeating in doubt, he saw Qing Huan holding a constantly changing dream and studying it for a while, then bit down and chewed: "Ah, the taste of a dream possessed by a soul. It seems that this person was captured by someone. An undead is entangled."

"Is this still edible?" She looked at Qing Huan who was wiping her mouth in horror.Miss God Envoy nodded: "Of course, I collect these dreams every day to use them as food."

"Make your food?"

"No." Qing Huan pursed her lips, her face changed strangely for a few rounds, and finally she looked at the other party earnestly and said, "You don't want to know what those things are. Mo Yan, he...he has some things about pets. Hobbies are special."

Ye Wanqiu was holding the dream-binding lamp that had filled many dreams into it, thinking of the professor who always kept his cigarette stick in his hand, who was obviously a god but was much more sinister than some demons, he shook his head repeatedly: "Then I don't want to let you go." If you ask, don’t tell me.”

Qing Huan made a mournful grimace at her, turned around and sorted the rest of the dreams into categories.Ye Wanqiu followed behind her with the Dream Binding Lantern in his arms, and put all the shiny little dumplings into it.After collecting almost all the dreams in this area, Ye Wanqiu looked up at the lively figure of the other party again. After hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to bring the topic back to the wedding date that she had no memory of at all.

It takes courage to discuss this topic, especially in the middle of the night. If you don't do it right, it will be as scary and exciting as listening to a ghost story.

She took a few deep breaths, and was just about to speak, but was stunned when she saw the fluctuation of the clouds in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Qing Huan asked.

Ye Wanqiu raised his hand, pointing at the front where there was nothing in Qing Huan's eyes, his eyes became a little empty and dull: "The crack, the door to break the world has appeared."

Qing Huan was startled, but when she looked in the direction she pointed, she didn't see anything. She could only feel the faint cohesion and fluctuation of monster power around her.She summoned the Dream Catcher and the nearby Earth Immortals, and said to them, "Go to Nezha Third Prince and the others, hurry up!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a layer of bright and transparent crystallization suddenly appearing on Ye Wanqiu's hands, quickly spreading to the skin in the sleeves until it rose to the neck, and even clear crystallization appeared on the brows and cheekbones. Stone markings.

"Ye...Yezi?" She was stunned.

Ye Wanqiu let go of his hand, and the dream-binding lamp in his arms immediately fell down, escaped from several restless dreams, and was torn into a cloud of bright smoke and dust by the gradually thickening evil spirit around him.She looked at her hands that had been completely covered by crystallization, and could feel that the control of consciousness over the body was constantly being weakened, and everything in front of her eyes began to become blurred.

"Shut it, shut it..."

"Come here, come here..."

It's this voice again.

Ye Wanqiu covered her head in pain, desperately resisting its control over herself, desperately struggling like a dying person trapped in quicksand.Under the resistance of her own spiritual consciousness, the spar on her hand began to show many small cracks, but it quickly healed again, and her body was gradually losing control of consciousness, and she swayed spontaneously towards the broken boundary that had not yet been opened. door to go.

The forest disappeared from sight, the light broke, and the sky collapsed.It was as if she had walked into a no-man's land, and at the end of her sight, only the giant bluestone gate was the only real existence, constantly calling her to go there.

Gradually, the door began to show signs of loosening, and the overwhelming mist and demonic energy spread from behind the door, swallowing the surrounding space inch by inch.Countless centipede-like demon insects drilled out from the crack of the door, attacking outward like a tide.

At this moment, the sky light became majestic golden red, incinerating all the rising monster mist and dying moonlight into nothingness.The bright red tulle swirls down from the clouds, stirring up layers of divine light, cutting any demon insects that try to approach Ye Banqiu into powder, and finally coiling around her body.

Ye Wanqiu knelt on the ground, his face was pale and in pain, he felt that he was going crazy due to this kind of mental and physical torture.The influence of the real World Breaking Gate on her is far greater than the sum of all the trials she has accepted in these three months.

It was as if she was imprisoned in an inescapable cage, sunk below a lightless, bottomless ocean.All the hard work and resistance were melted into the water, unable to stir up any waves, and could only die silently.

At the last second when all her consciousness was about to collapse and dissipate, she felt in a trance that she seemed to stand up and prepare to move on, but unexpectedly bumped into a cold embrace full of sweet lotus fragrance.

Nezha held Ye Wanqiu's shoulders, and transferred a steady stream of divine power to her, with a calm voice: "It's okay, Wanqiu, don't think about anything, just look at me."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Nezha himself was slightly taken aback.The images in his memory about the time when he was resurrected from the lotus came rushing back, broken and tormented, and the existence of Ye Wanqiu was the only true tenderness he could grasp.Those flashes of the past and the scene in front of them are completely overlapped, and they are surprisingly similar, but their positions are reversed.

Now the one who got out of control was Ye Wanqiu, and Nezha said what she had said to herself.

The beginning you think may not be true, because some things have no source, only a process of continuous extension without seeing the beginning and the end.

"Third...Third Prince..." Ye Wanqiu looked blankly at the young man in front of him, the bright red silk wrapped around his shoulder armor and elbows like a flowing cloud.The cold temperature on his body made Ye Wanqiu fall like deep snow, and the divine power and scent that continuously gathered helped her barely regain her remaining sanity.

For the first time, Ye Wanqiu felt an unspeakable sense of familiarity in Nezha, like peeking at the flowers inside through a thick layer of translucent ice, misty and secretive.

She saw that the giant bluestone gate had been forcefully pushed open half a gap by the long-dormant group of demons and monsters, and the countless monsters who had grievances for a long time were screaming and tearing at each other with the last layer of fragile blockade. Unleash the tsunami-like wave of monster power, and kill all the nearby earth immortals and loose spirits.

Nezha frowned, and looked back at the scene behind him, with a more hostile look on his brows.He let go of Ye Wanqiu, and summoned the red-striped golden-eyed white tiger that just ran out of the forest to guard her. The black color in his eyes was replaced by a layer of cold gold. The gun immediately appeared in his hand.

The young man came from the flames, but his eyes were condensed with cold ice, standing alone between all the berserk monsters and Ye Wanqiu, he raised his hand and cut open a barrier made of real fire of samadhi to protect the people behind him, and walked straight to the crack ahead go.

The gold ring on the wrist hummed and fell off, returning to its original size and returning to Nezha's hands, and was thrown by Nezha into the gap in the center of the giant door, repelling the Kui Niu that had just emerged from the crack , Instantly the demon blood spattered.

The snake that had just escaped from the giant gate spit out long, purple-black snake letters. Its green vertical pupils stared at the young killer in front of him, and swept its long tail full of spikes and barbs towards him. , but Nezha jumped up and dodged lightly, and the snake tail only broke off a thick forest around it.

More misty mist gathered, providing a natural barrier protection for the snake.It moves freely in this lightless deep blue mist, and its speed is extremely fast.The mist spreads in waves, and when it touches the real fire of samadhi around Ye Wanqiu, it will be burned, and it will start to retreat and circle around like a living thing.The huge snake came out through the mist, and pointed its sharp and cold fangs at Ye Wanqiu on the ground to bite.

Nezha's eyebrows pressed down, and he stretched out his hand to take the thin red silk on his body and waved it away. Huntian Ling immediately tied the snake's long tail tightly, and climbed up inch by inch like a soft rattan until it locked it. seven inches.The snake struggled in a panic, but it became tighter and tighter. Nezha grabbed the end of the silk and pulled it violently, dragging it back from Ye Wanqiu's face.

Ah Jun, who just arrived at the side, saw this scene and shook his head: "What's wrong with coming out, it has to be a snake, really bad luck."

"Unlucky?" Qing Huan repeated in doubt while cutting off the back of the demon insect in his hand.

"Have you forgotten what our Third Prince made his debut back then?"

Qing Huan thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "Kill the dragon!" Then she agreed with Ah Jun, "This snake is really unlucky."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sturdy snake that had been tied up by Huntian Ling suddenly raised her head and screamed.In just a split second, the water level of the river in the forest immediately began to soar, and even the ground trembled and cracked, and more water seeped out and converged into an uncontrollable flood that submerged in all directions.

"No, the snake is a beast that summons floods." Qing Huan looked at the raging flood that was approaching the distant town, turned back and said to Ah Jun, "I'm going to spread the dream to prevent those people from waking up. You go and intercept it." Those floods."

"You really know how to choose." Ah Jun rolled his eyes, "That's the deal."

After speaking, they immediately disappeared in place.

Sitting on the back of the white tiger, Ye Wanqiu flew up into the air from the flood. Seeing that Nezha had locked the snake's mouth with the buckle of Qiankun, his golden eyes were piercing, and he stabbed it into its throat.

However, at this moment, a more violent sound came from behind the door, as if a whole army of cavalry was galloping outside with lightning.

Ye Wanqiu stared at the crack with distracted eyes, and heard the voice in his mind that had been trying to control and force her, suddenly sighed heavily, and said to her, "It's time for you to come see me."

meet you?

who are you?

"Come and meet me."

"The time is almost up."

"Come and meet me."

The heavy shackles weigh heavily on Ye Wanqiu's spirit, and it seems that she will never give up until she is tortured to the point of collapse.She held her hand tightly, and her fingertips were almost embedded in the spars all over her palm. All the despair, pain and unwillingness turned into a kind of extreme anger, burning and rolling in her chest, as if she wanted to make this pair of The body burns through.

People who are driven into desperation have only two endings, either to perish or to be reborn.

Ye Wanqiu didn't know which one she belonged to, she just persisted instinctively, even though this persistence almost completely collapsed her spirit.When approaching a certain critical point, she finally screamed uncontrollably.

After hearing her voice, Nezha instinctively looked over to her and found her curled up on the white tiger's back, as if she was enduring some kind of invisible torture.His heart tightened, he tightened the Huntian Ling, and twisted the purple flame sharp spear that pierced the evolution snake's throat, roaring a large flame to swallow the transformation snake in.

At the same time, Ye Wanqiu vaguely felt that the cold raindrops were gradually passing through the cold wind, through the winter night, and through all the clothes on her body, falling on her skin, dispelling all the pain and heaviness, and only Unprecedented clarity of consciousness remains.

The bodily instinct that had been fighting with her spiritual consciousness disappeared, and even the enchanting voice lingering in her mind gradually became quiet.

Only a fluttering sentence remained, "It's time."

After hearing these words, Ye Wanqiu almost collapsed and lowered his head, feeling relieved.

At this time, the ferocious beast Wuwu, which had broken free from most of its body behind the door, roared, grabbed the surrounding earth immortals with its black withered claws, threw them into its mouth, and crushed them into pieces. The scarlet demon eyes scanned around, and finally froze. On Nezha who just killed the snake.

Huntian Ling spread out, allowing the snake's body to fall from midair into the raging flood on the ground, smashing countless high water splashes to form a water wall, which was pierced by the purple light spit out from the mouth of the 梼杌.The powerful monster force rushed towards Nezha accompanied by the flood, but when it was about to approach him, it was intercepted by a dazzling white light, which exploded into a transparent and shiny rain that fell from the top of the head.

"Wan Qiu?" Nezha called out the other party's name with a little surprise.

Ye Wanqiu turned around, surrounded by brilliant white light. In the dense luminous rain, he raised his crystal-like hand and gave him a victorious V.

The author has something to say: I'm probably going to stay on the drug list and bye until the end... It seems that I am really not suitable for writing.

But who cares, even if no one is watching, I still have to finish, after all, Ouba is too sweet, I will talk about whether I write or not in the future.