Nezha Breeding Manual

She was woken up by successive nightmares, and it was only 01:30 in the morning when she woke up.

After returning from the school hospital, Ye Wanqiu fell asleep without even changing his clothes, and now his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.She rubbed her temples and opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw that the whole window was dark and gloomy, without even a single starlight, and the air was full of hot and humid rain, mixed with various strong smells in the dormitory, making her chest and chest tight. The whole head is aching.

Like a pile of canned fruit icings about to ferment and rot in the summer heat.

Ye Wanqiu crawled out of bed in the dark and sat in front of the table, turned on the desk lamp, and turned the light to the dimmest so as not to disturb other roommates. He dug out a few pairs of embroidered silks and hand stretches that he brought to school before, and began to embroider slowly, stitch by stitch.This is her habit since she was a child. She embroidered when she was emotionally unstable, and focused all her attention on those silk threads and silk fabrics, and she got better slowly.

It's just that this kind of too dim light is obviously not suitable for needlework, and she felt sore eyes after embroidering for a while.

After sighing, Ye Wanqiu let himself lean on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and began to recall what happened during the day.Every time she thinks about the scene where she fell at the library door during the day, the more unfamiliar she feels, and the more she feels that those memories are all figments of her own imagination, no matter how she thinks about them, they are unreal.

Followed by dizziness and headache.

She frowned, stretched out her hand to rub her forehead, the fingertips of her left hand were pricked by a thin needle, she trembled suddenly, and a drop of bright red blood rolled out on the pure white embroidered silk, like a flower made of broken gemstones .

Ye Wanqiu stared blankly at the drop of blood, and suddenly woke up as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

The fog that shrouded in her thoughts dissipated again, and the clear and terrifying facts came back to her mind.

The school she was in was a place full of monsters. All the human students who came in were brainwashed by an unknown force.Only I didn't know why, but I still kept a trace of sobriety.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a surge in her stomach, and all the fear turned into a pair of cold hands, pinching her nerves and screaming desperately for her to run.

However, before she could do anything, a little rabbit monster in the same dormitory turned over and sat up in a daze. Seeing that Ye Wanqiu was still embroidering, he asked curiously, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Ye Wanqiu blinked off the cold sweat that was about to fall into his eyes, tried his best to maintain his composure and replied, "Oh, I'm going to sleep in a while. Why did you wake up?"

"I don't sleep for a long time." The little rabbit demon jumped off the bed, leaned close to Ye Wanqiu and looked at the embroidery in her hand, "It's so beautiful, your hands are too skillful."

Ye Wanqiu suppressed the sudden trembling feeling in his body because of the approach of the other party, and tried to smile: "If you like it, I will embroider one for you some other day."

"Okay, okay!" The other party clapped his hands happily, his light red eyes were strangely bright under the lamplight.

"By the way, I'm a little hungry. I want to go downstairs to the vending machine to buy something. Do you want to eat? I'll bring it for you." Saying this, Ye Wanqiu stood up on the table, pretending to rummage in the satchel with trembling hands own campus card.

"I'm not hungry, you go."

"Then I'll go down first."

"Yeah, I don't close the door."

After getting the campus card, Ye Wanqiu tightly grasped the mobile phone beside him, and walked out as normal as possible.The empty corridor was completely dark, and the street lights outside were also off. The entire new campus was engulfed in a dead darkness, like a gloomy cemetery, without a trace of life.

But far away, behind the planetarium, the place belonging to the old campus is brightly lit, like a fairyland.The primordial forest, which seemed a little dark and lonely during the day, is now illuminated by a silver-blue soft light like mist and snow, which is green and deep. The waterfall pours down from the top of the mountain, rushing into the river with a cold green shadow .Countless scattered spirits, monsters, demons and earth immortals all flew back and forth methodically in mid-air.

On the top of the cliff, there is a shadow that has transformed from a human into a wolf, roaring sharply.The whitebait jumped up from the clear and green pool, threw off a string of pearl-like water splashes, and landed on the ground full of luminous grass, transforming into a delicate, slim and looking-looking girl.The vines attached to the towering giant trees gradually came to life, blooming large florescent flowers, and the scattered pollen attracted red foxes and butterflies that jumped out from the depths of the grass and kept chasing after them.

The half-human snake demon came to the pool, put its tail into the water to soak comfortably, and dozed against the rocks on the shore.Crowds of colorful birds flew out of the forest and scattered in all directions. A hundred birds sang together, and all demons coexisted.

The bright silver moonlight swayed down, but only favorably shrouded the side of the old campus.Ye Wanqiu stared at all this dumbfounded, and when he recovered, he was already in a cold sweat, and began to tremble uncontrollably as soon as the night wind blew.

She almost fell and ran out of the dormitory building after taking a few steps, and soon her legs were covered with large bruises from being knocked out.She fled as far away from the old campus as possible, and at the same time, she took out the address book in her mobile phone and called her mother, Ye Zhilan.

But no matter how hard she tried, there was only a desperate busy tone coming from the phone.

There is no signal here, something is blocking the signal.

Ye Wanqiu hung up the phone, quickly thinking about the direction of the school gate, and ran towards the gate without stopping for a moment.She felt that her throat was dry and sore because it was starting to become sore, and the soft and warm air was stretched into a sharp knife under the effect of sprinting, cutting bluntly in her nasal cavity and trachea.Gradually, a fishy and salty taste began to flood into the mouth, like a mouthful of water with rust floating in it.

Once night fell in the new campus, there would be no light. Ye Wanqiu didn't dare to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, so he could only walk in the dark.

She didn't know how long she had been running in this swamp-like hopeless and endless darkness, she only knew that when she was really almost unable to run at all, the blurred outline of the university gate finally appeared in front of her eyes.

At that moment, Ye Wanqiu really thought that he could escape from here.

However, before she could take a few steps, a gorgeous red silk with a faint red light suddenly pierced through the air, becoming the only light source in this endless darkness, and countless light spots scattered down to form a The sea of ​​crimson stars is like countless fireflies dancing.Ye Wanqiu was taken aback by this snake-like light and flexible red silk, and before he could see clearly what the golden patterns embroidered on it were, the red silk rushed over and blindfolded him.

She screamed, and instinctively reached out to pull the piece of silk covering her eyes, but found that she didn't touch any knots, but the red silk seemed to be stuck to her eyes, no matter how she tore it off. Pulling just can't get it off.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that someone pulled the red silk suddenly from behind, causing her to fall backwards without warning, and crashed into a cool embrace with a strong fragrance of lotus flowers.

Ye Wanqiu was so stimulated by this familiar fragrance that his scalp became numb, and he struggled desperately without thinking: "Let me go! Let go..."

"do not move."

Her flustered words were interrupted calmly and concisely by the other party.Nezha's voice was not loud, but the sense of oppression revealed in his tone was extremely natural. It was the tone of a person who had been in the top position for a long time, and people dare not easily refute his words.

There was a dense airflow rising and falling around, and the wind soaked in lotus fragrance blew on Ye Wanqiu's face, the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, she could feel that they seemed to be going somewhere, and they were using an anti-human Way.

Should she be glad that her eyes were blindfolded?Otherwise, she would probably be frightened by the environment she is in now and faint.

Although her current situation is almost very close.

There are demons everywhere here, each of them can easily kill themselves as ordinary humans, just like humans can easily kill those ordinary animals.The absolute suppression of strength caused by racial differences cannot be eliminated at all, let alone such a weak athlete who can run 800 meters with great effort.And judging from the previous week's observation, those monsters are all afraid of this too young counselor without exception, so...

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help shivering, feeling a deep-seated coldness rushing from the tailbone to the top of his head the moment this realization emerged.She wanted to stay as far away from this dangerous non-human as possible, but she couldn't do it at all. All she could do was try not to put her face on his chest, even if it would make more wind unimpeded It poured into her nostrils, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

Nezha noticed Ye Wanqiu's movement, glanced at her with downcast eyes, and slightly hooked the hand around her back.Immediately, the bright red Huntian Ling wrapped around her, shielding her from the fierce night wind, and gently covering her body.

Ye Wanqiu, who had been tense to the limit, was taken aback by the sudden touch of silk and satin. The strong wind was hot and humid, but this silk ribbon was as cool and soft as a piece of soft ice.Although it feels very comfortable when touching the skin, it is more of fear, reminiscent of the fear of a cold-blooded snake wrapping around the body.

Ye Wanqiu couldn't help curling up her body to avoid Huntianling's entanglement, her slender fingers grabbed Huntianling and pulled it down, so hard that her knuckles turned white, she resisted in a hoarse voice: "No! Take it away !"

"With it to block the wind, you'll feel better." Nezha's voice was the same as the piece of red silk, without any force, and it sounded cool, making it difficult to guess his true mood.

Soon, Ye Wanqiu could feel the direction of the wind around him change again, as if it was descending.

At this time, Shao Lan, who had been waiting in the courtyard for a while, looked up and saw Nezha in white clothes and red lining descending from the sky, holding a girl in her arms who was so wrapped up in Huntian silk that she couldn't see her original appearance. He kept trembling under restraint.Shao Lan withdrew her gaze, without any expression change on her face, she still knelt respectfully on one knee: "Three..."

"Go back."

"Yes."

The palm of Ye Wanqiu's entire hand was pinched blue and red by the nails, only to hear a melodious female voice yelling the interrupted "three", a little at a loss as to what she wanted to say, it sounded like it was meant for this person call.

But three?

Is there still four, five, six, seven?

Lying in the trough of the Great Rift Valley in East Africa.

When Ye Wanqiu thought of this, she immediately felt that she was in a bad mood, so as soon as she was put down, she couldn't wait to step back to distance herself from Nezha. Unfortunately, she forgot that there was still a Huntian Ling wrapped around her body, and her eyes were blurred. Being completely covered, I staggered for a moment and didn't know where to retreat.

Nezha let out a breath that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and stretched out his hand, the seven-foot-long red silk, the spiritual weapon, automatically let go of Ye Wanqiu, and it hung down in his hand in an incomparably docile manner.

Ye Wanqiu opened his eyes, his eyeballs hurt from the surrounding light, and then he saw the surrounding environment clearly:

This is an antique courtyard. The main color of the whole house is presented by the original color of the logs, all of which are dark tea brown, which looks simple, low-key and elegant.

The yard is full of pearl plums that are full of pure white flowers. The beautiful and gentle colors are blooming layer upon layer on the branches, bustling and busy, squeezing the turquoise on the remaining sparse leaves to almost disappear. .They are intertwined together, like large groups of fluffy white down. When the wind blows, the entire covered bridge and roof are covered with dense flower petals, which is simply too beautiful to behold.

Farther away, the moonlight shrouded the surrounding vast expanse of water softly and dimly, illuminating countless lotus flowers in full bloom in the pond.The house is built near the water, and is supported by staggered solid wood on the shallow water area. The scent of lotus in the air is rich and mellow. It is hard to tell whether it comes from the endless lotus clusters that can't be seen at a glance or from Nezha. Maybe both.

However, according to the growth habit of pearl plums, they are not suitable for being planted in the hot and humid Yicheng.Now they are placed here in an extremely weird and harmonious way, giving Ye Wanqiu a sense of regional disorder.

While she was in a daze, Nezha had already waved open the door of the room and looked back at her: "Do you want to just stand like that?"

"Where is this place?" Ye Wanqiu tried her best to smooth her tongue and asked, she had restrained herself from shivering, but unfortunately the temperature here is much cooler than outside.This kind of coolness has turned into a kind of cold to imprison her at this moment, and she feels that her skin is about to get goosebumps.

"My place." Nezha replied briefly, walked in, raised his hand with his back to her and ticked casually, "Come in."

But I really don't want to go in at all.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help but hold on to his mobile phone, and began to think about how likely it would be to knock him unconscious if this mobile phone was used as a brick to hit him.

She looked at the young man in white who was drinking tea from a teacup in the room, and carefully weighed the combat effectiveness of the enemy and us.

It has to be said that the chance of knocking him unconscious with a mobile phone is really negligible, and it is not as reliable as the idea that the mobile phone exploded in place and the two of them died together.

If I knew she should have bought the famous three-star card in the first place, at least it can be used as a deadly weapon in extreme moments.

In the end, Ye Wanqiu took a few deep breaths, and walked in weakly, his mood and expression were so determined that he regarded death as home.

"sit."

"...I'll be fine standing up."

She stopped by the door frame, this was her limit, and she couldn't get any closer.

Nezha raised his eyelashes to look at her, and with a shake of his hand holding the teacup, the door behind Ye Wanqiu suddenly closed automatically.She looked back at the closed wooden door suddenly, and couldn't help swallowing with a clear rust smell and tingling in her throat, her scalp was numb, and she asked with difficulty: "What do you want?"

The handsome young man frowned inexplicably after hearing her words, as if he was a little unwilling to hear the other party's words, which made the sharp arrogance in the corners of his eyes and brows more obvious, but very Quickly back to normal.There was no real emotional color on that overly delicate face, but a cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was bright red, strong and eerie, like those perfect masks, so beautiful that it was almost scary.Under the shadow of the lights, the expression in his eyes became more and more dark and unpredictable.

"You'll be fine." Nezha said, gently tapping his fingers along the edge of the teacup, "But, you can't leave this place either. This time the person you met was me, so it might not be the case next time. So you'd better stop trying to escape. As for what you saw during the day..." He narrowed his eyes, the light in his black pupils flickering dangerously, "It won't happen in the future, but the premise is that you don't run around."

Ye Wanqiu looked at him in amazement, her pale lips twitched a few times, unable to say the right words for a long time, she could only choke out a sentence: "The person I met? Are you human?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it, but Nezha smiled, which was shallow and amazing, which made Ye Wanqiu tremble: "Do you think I am?"

Ye Wanqiu instinctively wanted to shake his head, but felt that this was wrong. Generally speaking, if the identity of a non-human is known by a human, then that human will definitely die a miserable death.

So she chose a very compromised answer: "You say yes."

This sentence gave Nezha a very vague sense of familiarity.He suddenly remembered that more than 3000 years ago, the same girl in front of him, with the same voice and smile, was sitting in front of the courtyard of Li Zongbing's mansion, embroidering various clothes for him stitch by stitch.He was still a few years old at that time, but he also keenly felt that this girl was different from other people around her. She kept saying things that he didn't understand, but it was much more interesting.Except for the housekeeper and mother in the entire General Military Mansion, she is the only one who treats herself best.

However, the mother is busy taking care of the other two brothers and the father, as well as taking care of the daily chores of the General Military Mansion, so there is not much time that can be allocated to Nezha.The butler was also due to his status as a servant and his status as the third son of the Li family, so he usually had little to talk about, and he always talked with the third son and the third son, and he was too respectful.

Only her, no matter when Nezha calls her name, she is always there, and she doesn't talk to him about respect and etiquette.The two of them often go to the East China Sea, Cuiping Mountain or other places together, and play for half a day.Every time Nezha got into some trouble and made Li Jing furious and wanted to lock him up for several days without eating, she would always sneak him in with some of his favorite dishes.

At that time, Nezha always liked to use Huntian silk wrapped around the beams of the house as a swing, and he sat on the red silk and dangled to play, watching the non-stop embroidery movements in her hands curiously, and asked: "Where did you come from?" Are you here?"

Every time, she would gently shave her hair with a fine needle, pin it back behind her ear, and said with a rascally mysterious look on her face, "Guess."

"Chaoge? Yincheng? Fancheng? It's not Chentangguan. I haven't seen you before."

"You said yes."

No matter what Nezha said, she used the phrase "you say yes" to casually perfunctory, so angry that he never wanted to talk to her again.

However, every time she would try to coax him to be happy again, she would temporarily forget about it.

More than 3000 years have passed, and she has disappeared and reappeared several times. Each time, she is as impenetrable as a fog, and may disappear again in a blink of an eye at any time.But he never expected that this time Ye Wanqiu would come back in a dazed state with no memory.

Nezha watched her stand at the door and refused to come in, folded her arms and lowered her eyes, looking at everything here secretly from the corner of her eyes, her face was full of fear and strangeness, as if she had never been here before.

He rubbed the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows and the forehead with his fingertips, and said: "Since Song Lubu's illusion here has no effect on you, I don't bother to go around with you anymore. Except for the same batch of people who came with you Twelve students are nothing but human. I think you should be able to smell it too."

How did he know that he had a strange sense of smell?Ye Wanqiu looked at him in surprise.Nezha guessed her question, but only said: "The different smells you smell actually represent their different races. Demons are one type, demons are one type, loose spirits are one type, and..."

When he said this, he paused, and then continued: "God is also a kind."

Demon, demon, scattered spirit, god?

Ye Wanqiu felt that the materialistic worldview she had established in the past 18 years had been blown away with the wind, and she just listened to what Nezha said, looking at him with a confused face.

"All the demons and demons living here have surrendered to God. So you don't have to worry about what they will do to you. We train them just to do something for us, and the establishment of this school is also , purely for convenience."

"Phantom...for convenience...then, is Director Songlu a demon?"

"No. She is a snake who transforms into a god."

"...Then, what I saw before, department head Wei Li and them..."

"The faculty and staff responsible for managing this place all belong to the God Realm. Wei Li is the ancient god of Fusang, and we will talk about the others after you see them."

The impact was so great that Ye Wanqiu felt that it was difficult for her to accept it. She even suspected that this was not a school at all, but a propaganda/sales/washing/brain/center. Unfortunately, she couldn't produce any evidence: "Why...you want to talk to me?" Say this?"

"You'll know sooner or later. It's better to make it clear once. Can you understand what I just said?"

I don't understand, I think you are too mysterious.Ye Wanqiu thought with a headache.

The classmate is a monster, the dean is a snake, and the dean is a sacred tree Fusang, so what are you?

Millennium lotus essence?

"Since there are already demons... and... these, why do you still recruit humans?" In such a diverse and cross-species harmony, how do you think humans are at the bottom of the food chain?Still have to recruit human students, think about it and feel sick and weird.

What are you recruiting for?

"This explanation is more complicated, and I will tell you later." Nezha skipped over lightly, "In short, you don't have to worry about your safety, no matter who it is, it will not threaten you, I promise."

you promise?

Why can you promise to be so casual?Is it because the biggest devil here is actually you?

When Ye Wanqiu thought of this, he felt that he was trying to be dignified, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

She began to regret from the bottom of her heart why she hadn't filled out other aspirations, and unexpectedly fell into this university full of monsters.And the most frightening thing is that there are such things as monsters in this world.She always thought that this kind of creature was just an illusory thing to force children to sleep and eat, but now...

Is she dreaming?

As long as you wake up, you will find that the world is still beautiful, and the coffin boards of Marx and Einstein are both fine.She is still the freshman who just entered the university, and the classmates around her are nothing special except that they smell strange.

At this time, a meow suddenly broke Ye Wanqiu's fugue.It nimbly jumped in from the window sill, nimbly ran to Nezha's feet, and lay obediently at his feet, squinting its golden eyes and rubbing against his trousers affectionately, with a red rope with a bell hanging around its neck.

Ye Wanqiu was stunned: "This cat..."

"It's the one at your house." Nezha said bluntly.

She was stunned: "?! Then why is it here? It's not the third wife..."

Third Prince?

When he just came in, a female voice called out the unfinished "three".

There is also the red silk that just wrapped himself and the lotus fragrance on his body.

And he just said that the faculty and staff in the school are all gods from the God Realm...

Having said that, the furnishings here are actually very iconic of a certain dynasty.

With all the information gathered together, Ye Wanqiu felt that his three views had collapsed and exploded to the center of the earth.

She finally understood, swallowed the vulgar words that had come to her lips, and said with difficulty: "You are...you shouldn't be..."

How to describe this feeling.

The small town where she grew up respected this young god very much, and she grew up listening to the myth of the third prince.

The golden lotus bead life-protecting rope obtained from his temple palace was still worn by her for 14 years.

Even, like many other children who devoutly believe in the third prince, she was adopted as his goddaughter for 14 years at the age of four in order to seek recovery and peace...

Just two months ago, Ye Wanqiu personally embroidered a huge full-body portrait of this young god because he went to the palace as an adult to fulfill his vow.And every year on the third prince's birthday, the town is very lively, and she will go there with her mother every year, even if she doesn't like crowded places, because the smell is too complicated and heavy, it will make her breathless easily gas.

but……

But that was when he existed as a distant and illusory god.

just now……

This fact is too cruel and bloody. Is this what people should face? !

"You, could it be the one in the third prince's palace on Cuiping Mountain..."

Please say no quickly, as long as you say no, you are my real father!

"It's me." Nezha admitted calmly and concisely.

"I..." Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth to say something majestic:

"Hold the grass!"

After learning both Chinese and English for more than ten years, this sentence can best express her mood at the moment.

So it makes sense to see it for a long time. She has heard the legend of the third prince Nezha for 18 years, and today she got a live one! !

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By the way, it was only when I deposited the manuscript here that I discovered that in the belief of the third prince, when a child is adopted to Ouba for safety, the child is regarded as Ouba's godson or goddaughter.

Then,

Congratulations to Wan Qiuxi for mentioning her future boyfriend's achievements in being a daughter for 14 years!