Nezha Breeding Manual

Ye Wanqiu didn't know what agreement Taiyi and Dong Miao had negotiated with the Dragon King in the Undersea Dragon Palace, but it's been almost five days since she and Nezha ruined the sea festival together last time, and the East China Sea is still calm, Chen Tangguan should go It's still raining.

Many fishermen did not dare to go fishing at first because of fear, but later they all resumed their usual fishing activities one after another due to their livelihood, and nothing strange happened.

As if, nothing happened.

This is not normal.

Could it be that the future has been changed by his participation in the sea festival?Or……

The more Ye Wanqiu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, the dream was so ups and downs, so chaotic that he couldn't grasp anything useful, and finally woke up in waves of muffled thunder.She sat up from the bed and saw that the light outside the window was a fragile gray, and the sound of dew dripping from the eaves was clear and regular.

The rain clouds hadn't parted yet, and the sky was dim before dawn.She packed herself up and left the west courtyard to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.Along the way, I met a few domestic servants who also got up early. When they saw Ye Wanqiu, they all bowed their heads silently, standing in the dark like a group of shadows, as if they saw some respectable and fearful god.

Even Liansu, who used to chatter with her about some of her family's short stories when she was cooking, no longer dared to talk to her, unless Ye Wanqiu took the initiative to speak, but usually he couldn't say a few words before he didn't want to talk to her.

Since the Shang Dynasty, gods have been valued over human affairs, and the obsession with worshiping gods and ghosts has reached an unimaginable level of obsession, and it has never been considered regardless of the cost, whether it is using living people or livestock.Therefore, after experiencing the sea festival, the people around would suddenly change their attitude towards him, which was expected by Ye Wanqiu.

This kind of respect comes from the heart, but for those who carry those respects, it is also a kind of extreme isolation.Sometimes Ye Wanqiu looks at the silent people who come and go like ghosts around him, and can't help but think of the first time he saw Nezha when he came to Chentangguan.

At that time, he had already lived in such an environment for six years. How did he survive?

Returning to the west courtyard with the freshly prepared breakfast, the door in front of him was open, but there was no one inside.

Ye Wanqiu habitually looked towards the roof, and sure enough, he saw Nezha sitting cross-legged on the ridge of the roof, resting his chin on one hand, staring at the direction of the East China Sea outside the city without moving, his loose black hair intertwined with Huntian Ling , blown by the wind.

She put the things in her hand on the table and called out Nezha's name: "Aren't you hungry? Come down and eat something."

Nezha looked down at her, his frowning brows relaxed a little, he jumped down obediently, and sat down at the stone table.Ye Wanqiu turned around and went into the room, fetched an ivory comb and a headband, and combed and tied his long hair.

While still tying her hairband, she heard Nezha suddenly say, "I went to see Master yesterday, but he just said that the last sea festival is over."

Ye Wanqiu paused for a moment, and asked, "So you think it's impossible for Donghai to let it go, right?"

"Could it be that they will?" Nezha said coldly, and his tone became sharper. "The current silence is only temporarily restrained due to the interference of the God Realm. It is impossible for them to voluntarily give up the sea festival."

After combing the last hair, Ye Wanqiu sat across from him, tapped the table with the ivory comb in his hand, and put it down: "Maybe you are right."

She just had a little luck, and hoped that Donghai would really stop asking Chen Tangguan to use living people for sea sacrifices. In this case, Nezha might not have to...

"What are you worried about?" Nezha noticed the slight depression between her brows and eyes.

"It's the same as you." Ye Wanqiu pretended to look away, "It doesn't matter to us, but if we really want to make trouble, the other people in Chentangguan will not be so lucky."

After finishing speaking, seeing the frowning movement of the young man in front of her, she pretended to smile relaxedly again, and pointed at the center of the other's brow with her fingers: "Don't be so unhappy all day, anyway, nothing happened now, right? No matter what, I won't leave you alone."

Nezha's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he hummed imperceptibly, his red lips pursed, and he didn't speak.

"But..." Ye Wanqiu said, after hesitating for a long time, he still said, "But, I hope you can promise me, no matter what, take care of yourself."

He looked into her eyes under the thick clouds and dawn, the surrounding light was dim and thin, but those eyes were extremely clear.There was the rising sun in it, so bright it was brilliant.

In the end, Nezha nodded and agreed to her: "Okay."

At that moment, Ye Wanqiu suddenly understood why Nezha would ask her over and over again to promise that she would not leave at the ceremony 3000 years later.

She stared at the young man with reddish ears in front of her, and suddenly her heart trembled, she seemed to realize something, but she felt lost.

Time passed day by day, and the date when Nezha told Ye Wanqiu was getting closer and closer.She has hardly closed her eyes these days, often waking up from nightmares.In the dream, there was a scene where her mother Ye Zhilan taught her how to embroider, and a scene where she and Nezha parted ways in Lingyuan, the underworld a few years ago.

She tried desperately to catch him to no avail, she could only keep falling into the fluorescent boulder.

There was a figure sitting there, a vague outline, it didn't belong to anyone in her memory, but Ye Wanqiu felt inexplicably that he had known him for a longer time than eternity.

He spoke, it was the voice that had appeared in Ye Wanqiu's consciousness many times, and said, "You have contaminated too much with these insignificant things. Don't forget what you are."

What am I?

She woke up suddenly from the dream, and the body feeling that slowly regained consciousness was firstly the cold in the early spring morning, followed by the numbness and stiffness caused by the bad sleeping position.

Today is the end of February, exactly seven days away from Nezha's 13th birthday.

As soon as this thought came up, Ye Wanqiu froze immediately, his face turned pale instantly, and when he stood up suddenly and ran out, he even fell over while hooking on the table legs.With her long hair disheveled, she stumbled into the gate of the west courtyard and searched inside and out but could not find Nezha.

When she was sitting on the steps in a daze, she suddenly remembered that Nezha had told her yesterday that she would go to see Daoist Taiyi early this morning.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu relaxed slightly, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

There was a wind blowing over the ground, blowing on her face, with a faint fragrance of forest trees, it was so cold.

Ye Wanqiu sat at the door of the empty west courtyard for a while before getting up, and while rubbing his forehead, he walked towards the well near the south corner.

Today is the day when the market in the south of the city opens at the end of the month. Some servants and maids are gathering in the south corner, planning to use the accumulated copper shells, sea shells and various handmade products to go to the market to exchange for some new cloth or rouge. .

While Ye Wanqiu was absent-mindedly pulling up the bucket slowly, he overheard someone in the south corner say, "The housekeeper fell down two days ago, so I don't know if it's okay or not."

She picked up the wooden barrel filled with water, froze for a moment, and after sending the water to the kitchen, she came to the east low room where the servants lived, and saw the old butler walking out of the door slowly on a wooden crutch, with his legs wrapped around his legs. Wear thick cloth strips.

Ye Wanqiu hurried over to support him: "You have bad legs, where are you going?"

Because of his advanced age, the old housekeeper's eyesight has become more and more bad in the past two years. After seeing her clearly, he was startled and wanted to bend down to salute, but was stopped by Ye Wanqiu: "If you are not in good health, don't move around. , Didn't Madam tell you to rest more. Where are you going?"

"I'm planning to go to the south of the city to change some thick cloth. I'm getting old and useless. Except in July, I always feel very cold. And it's the end of the month, and there are some things in the house that need to be added."

"Then tell me what you want to change, and I will go for you."

The old butler hesitated for a while, then shook hands with some embarrassment: "It's better to let me do this kind of chores."

"How can you go alone like this, let me go with you. Just tell me where you are going, and I will run. Let's go."

The south of the city market is not too far from the General Military Mansion, and it is even more lively when the market opens, with people coming and going.Ye Wanqiu used a handkerchief as a face towel to cover most of her face, the various human scents in the air were still rich and thick, but at least they were within the range she could bear.

She followed the old housekeeper's instructions and ran around to get all the things she needed.When passing by a stall selling all kinds of plain silk and Supa, she saw two five or six-year-old children grabbing the red silk that their mother used to sell and wrapping it around their bodies, imitating the sea ceremonies. One day, Nezha soaked the silk and satin in the bucket like he was stirring the sea, shaking and shaking.After being discovered by the mother, she picked it up and cleaned it up.

Ye Wanqiu looked at the two tearful children, couldn't help smiling, and just turned around and accidentally bumped into a person walking towards him.

She subconsciously apologized, but was surprised to find that the smell on the other person was a faint sea breeze smell that did not belong to humans. The fragrance was very cold and had a slight fishy smell, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Before the person who was bumped could say anything, the stooped servant next to him shouted first: "Bold! How dare you charge...to my son!"

son?

Ye Wanqiu looked at the other party, the young man in front of him looked no more than twenty years old, wearing a luxurious robe of sky porcelain blue, holding a folding fan that seemed to be carved out of some kind of white bone.He was born handsome and handsome, but his eyes looked a little too arrogant, as if he was watching some rations blocking the way with contempt.

He was not human, and neither was the boy who followed him.

After realizing this, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help but clutch the cloth bag in his hand, and glanced at the unsuspecting crowd around him, there were old people, children, women, and young people who had just returned from fishing.

"Sorry." She said again, stepped aside and let the other party pass first.The young man was baring his teeth and waving his claws and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the young man, with a kind of cold disgust, he said like alms: "There is no need to worry about it."

Ye Wanqiu stood where he was, frowning and staring at the two creatures who were walking away, always feeling vaguely uneasy.Although speaking from experience, the smells of all monsters and even gods are not necessarily related to their original bodies.But the smell of the ocean on those two creatures just now...

"The current quietness is only temporary restraint due to the interference of the God Realm. They cannot voluntarily give up the sea festival." She remembered what Nezha had said, and after a moment of hesitation, she decided to follow and have a look.

After leaving the south of the city market, there were far fewer people on the street.In order not to attract attention, Ye Wanqiu has been following them neither far nor near.As long as someone gets a little closer to the man, the servant next to him is like a vicious dog guarding his master, and will pounce on him ferociously and drive everyone around him away.Originally, on a street that was not very wide, only their master and servant walked as if no one else was around.

The road further ahead became more and more twists and turns, and after a few steps, there was a corner, like a maze.

Using the door curtain of the post station beside him as a cover, and once again avoiding the sight of the young man looking back from time to time, Ye Wanqiu found that he had lost them.

She looked at the empty street in astonishment, ran out a few steps, and searched around twice, but still did not see the shadow of the two creatures.

There is still a clear smell of sea breeze in the air.Ye Wanqiu turned around and saw that the man in Tsing Yi who had just lost him was standing behind him at some point, squinting his eyes, closing the folding fan, and knocking on the palm of his hand: "Has anyone ever told you that following others is very difficult?" Bad habit."

Ye Wanqiu stared at him blankly, didn't see where the boy next to him went, just hugged the cloth bag in his arms tightly, and replied simply: "Did anyone tell you that walking alone takes up a street?" It's also a very bad habit. The last person who crossed the street like you was a prisoner who was escorted to the city and beheaded for public display."

The young man raised his brows, his eyes were cold: "You are quite courageous, you dare to talk to me like that."

"To each other. Chentangguan has never dared to get close to the scattered monsters. You come in like this, which is considered courageous."

After hearing her words, the young man's face suddenly changed, the original contempt and sarcasm were all shattered, and replaced by a strong and depressing darkness, which seemed to be ferocious close to a demon.

He sneered, turned the bone fan half a circle and held it downwards in his hand: "I thought that all the people in Chentangguan were blind, but I didn't expect there to be someone with a little bit of vision."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his palm and released several arcs of light towards Ye Wanqiu, but she flew to dodge, the ground was covered with deep black cracks.She threw the things in her arms to the branches and hung them firmly, jumped down, the white light in her hands condensed into snow flames, breaking the arc of light approaching her eyes.

The young man sharply swept over her crystal-like hands: "What the hell are you?"

"I haven't asked you that yet." Ye Wanqiu held Xue Yan tightly.

"Alright, when you die, I will naturally know what you are." The other party sneered.

Ye Wanqiu shrugged his shoulders, with a light attitude: "Then you have to work harder, I'm tough, I'm careful not to break your teeth."

After finishing speaking, she turned sideways to avoid the sharp arc of light thrown by him, Xueyan swiped nimbly, scraped the bone fan in the young man's hand, and peeled off the layer of shiny white ash.

Looking at the faint scars on the folding fan, the young man was startled and angry, the arc of blue light whirled like a rain of flowers in the strong wind, and hit Ye Wanqiu imperviously.As she retreated, she gathered her own divine power, and a translucent and flawless barrier rose from the ground, resisting all the attacks of the arc of light, and stood motionless in front of her master.

After seeing this spar wall, the young man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and the dark anger twisted on his face: "So you were the one who blocked the sea that day!"

Block the sea?

Ye Wanqiu also realized: "You are from the East China Sea."

Before she could finish being surprised, the young man in front of her had turned into a huge white-maned green dragon suspended in the sky. His slender and thick body almost covered the sky in the entire street, with fluttering white beard and fangs and sharp claws.Seeing this scene, the humans in the nearby neighborhood were all scared out of their wits, and ran away screaming and desperately.

It raised its dragon tail and slammed it towards the spar wall. The wall was shaken by such a violent impact, but it was still intact, not even a single bit of damage was seen.Qinglong was furious, and was about to dive down, but a piece of gold-patterned red silk that came from nowhere suddenly bound the dragon's horns, dragging it away from Ye Wanqiu.

The sun shone down again, outlining a silhouette of a young man above Qinglong's head.

Ye Wanqiu immediately recognized the other party: "Nezha?!"

"I thought you guys were so calm this time, so you sneaked in." Nezha tightened the wrapped Huntian Ling with one hand, and held the golden silk in his free hand. Qiankun Circle, "Who allowed you to enter Chentang Pass?!"

The golden ring knocked down on Qinglong's back, making it unsteady and screaming miserably.The huge body hovered and struggled in the air, sweeping all the houses and woods on both sides of the neighborhood into ruins.

Nezha clicked his tongue, and the Qiankun circle was sharply sharp, cutting on Qinglong's body like a knife, scraping off its dragon scales, and forcing it to fly to the wide open space outside Chentang Pass.

Seeing that the green dragon had disappeared into the sky, Ye Wanqiu picked up the things hanging on the tree, and soon came to the market in the south of the city to find the old housekeeper and give the things to him.Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the market, she found that all the people here were kneeling on the ground, curled up in pain, screaming and wailing, as if they were enduring some invisible extreme torture.

She found the old housekeeper who fell to the ground in the same pain, and helped him up, with a panicked expression: "What's wrong with you? What happened just now?"

At this moment, the old butler only had the strength to pump his breath, his whole body was convulsed and trembling, his face was covered with cold sweat, and the sounds from his throat were all meaningless broken breath sounds, but some fish scales gradually appeared on his neck. The same blue-black scales were tightly attached to the carotid artery, beating slowly.

Ye Wanqiu was at a loss and looked up at the countless people around him, and found that the same blue and black fish scales began to appear on their necks and arms.

Slowly, they stopped struggling and suffering, but stood up one by one, and their eyes became like fish in the ocean, covered with a strange white film.

She quickly let go of the old butler, and saw that they all gathered around her in unison, and kept repeating in a low voice: "Salute to the East China Sea, worship the Dragon King. Sacrifice to the East Sea, worship the Dragon King."

"You..." Ye Wanqiu looked at everything in front of him, his eyes fell on the unsold sea fish beside him, and he probably guessed something.

No wonder Donghai acted as if nothing had happened in the past ten days. It turned out that they were waiting for all the people in Chentang Pass to eat the fish that had been prepared in advance.

If this is the case, then in the General Military Mansion...

She left the market lightly and flew over the General Military Mansion, and she found that all the servants and maids in the mansion had become the same as other people on the street.

Even Mrs. Yin, Li Jing, and Jin Zha Mu Zha were among them.

Everyone walked together in confusion, shouting the same words, gathered from all corners of Chentangguan, and walked towards the closed city gate step by step.

The moment the heavy bronze door fell, the blood-soaked Qinglong also fell to the ground at the same time.The youth stained with dragon blood had sharp eyebrows and eyes, holding the golden ring in his hand, and was about to kill the dying green dragon.The crowd who came out of the city gate fell to their knees on the ground, worshiped the dying green dragon, and shouted: "Dragon God Holy Spirit, Dragon God Holy Spirit—!"

Nezha looked at the countless civilians around him in astonishment, and his hands froze.His eyes passed through those stiff and pale faces, and touched those familiar people, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Nezha!" Ye Wanqiu flew out from the city and landed in front of him, "It should be those fish, those fish caught from the Eastern Sea. Neither of us has touched it, but now the whole city..."

Nezha stared at Mrs. Yin who was kneeling on the ground and shouting "Dragon God and Holy Spirit" together with others, and suddenly became angry, and ruthlessly tightened the Huntian Ling around Qinglong's neck, gritted his teeth and said every word. He warned him with a low and cold voice: "Let them go immediately, otherwise, I will definitely throw you back to the East China Sea!"

Qinglong struggled crazily, but stared at him with huge dragon eyes, blood kept spilling from his mouth, and intermittently said to Nezha: "They... deserve it, you...just wait, watch...they go...die!"

Nezha's amber eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and with a sudden killing intent, he threw the Qiankun circle in his hand at Qinglong's Tianling Cap without hesitation.In just a split second, the huge green dragon stopped moving.

Ye Wanqiu looked at the dragon corpse on the ground and the white-clothed young man stepping on the dragon's head. For a moment, he felt cold all over his body, his heart beating heavily in his chest, and he couldn't speak.

This is the beginning of Nezha's troubles in the sea.

She is here.

The author has something to say: Suicide warning ahead

The lotus in the front turns into an adult lotus root warning

In other words, I have always felt that the instant adult setting of the lotus incarnation is very ghostly, and the ancients really knew how to play it.