Nezha Breeding Manual

When Nezha led her to land in a green forest, Ye Wanqiu could already see Gu Ning Town not far away through the gaps between the layers of leaves, which was no different from what she remembered.

The boy next to him turned into a normal high school student at some point, with a white T-shirt and black pants, half-length hair tied neatly, and a white sports cap with letters on it. Half cover view.After concealing the fiery lotus lines at the end of his eyes and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, Nezha's strange and glamorous appearance has been reduced a bit, and on the contrary, he looks cooler and clearer.

The so-called myth that "the god of the third prince of the Li family is reborn as a red lotus, male and female", is nothing more than that.

Ye Wanqiu lamented the difference between human beings and gods in his heart, and stretched out his hands to touch the roots of his ears and neck: "This is quite close to my home, thank you..."

"Let's go." Nezha interrupted her, and walked out of the woods first.

Going straight along the wide asphalt road in front of you is the entrance of Guning Town.Ye Wanqiu found that in just one night, the dilapidated and messy town last night had completely restored to its original appearance, as if the earth-shattering battle of gods and demons last night never happened at all.Everyone was walking on the street, busy with their work in the store, talking and laughing together.

Even because the time is close to the ninth month of the lunar calendar, many people can be seen along the way who are preparing for the resurrection ceremony of the third prince in advance.Triangular flags with flame-patterned lotuses and homestay stickers of Nezha statues can be seen everywhere, and some shops that have made preparations have begun to hang lotus lanterns under the eaves.

This is a very common scene, there is such an event every year in the town, Ye Wanqiu is used to watching it.

It's just that she never thought that one day, she would walk on the streets of her hometown with the god worshiped in this event, and she would be surrounded by various ritual objects and legends about him.

This feeling was so weird and fantastic, she couldn't even dream of it.

Ye Wanqiu turned to look at Nezha beside him, who was expressionless as usual, with only a kind of cold indifference on his overly beautiful face, which seemed particularly repulsive to others thousands of miles away.He seems to be walking on this street paved with countless ancient bluestones, but when you really look at him, you will feel that everything around you is just an illusion.

The lotus fragrance on the young man's body fell on Ye Wanqiu's sense of smell, and it had a strange covering effect. It was obviously not too strong, but it could easily dispel and cover the smell of all the surrounding creatures.Ye Wanqiu has never understood why. The other professors in the School of History are also gods, but as long as Nezha is around, it seems that there will be a powerful air purifier, and the smell on them will be covered up and weakened a lot. .

Not to mention that there are ordinary people on the street now, Ye Wanqiu can't catch their scent at all, his sense of smell is unprecedentedly refreshing and comfortable.

"What's wrong?" Nezha turned his head to look at her, and found that she had been rubbing her nose and taking deep breaths from time to time.Ye Wanqiu shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel like nothing happened in the town, it's incredible. Did you and a few other professors do it?"

"No." Nezha explained, "It's the earth immortals here. Because the appearance of cracks is completely random and difficult to predict, the earth immortals in every place will be prepared."

"That's it. Speaking of which, when I first got home yesterday, I was aware of something unexpected happening here, but..." Ye Wanqiu sighed at this point, and said with some frustration, "I foolishly thought it was an earthquake or something. of."

Nezha looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes, and then understood: "You smell the bad luck of these people."

"But it's useless to smell it." Ye Wanqiu shook his head, "I can't do anything."

After hearing her words, Nezha suddenly remembered the code word that Suchen said to him when he left Huaxing Pavilion at the end - what you think is the beginning may not necessarily be the real beginning.

Just like when he saw Ye Wanqiu for the first time when he was young, she was already the girl she is today, and she knew how to use her own divine power, and she always used a half-length black-faced Tang knife with a snow-white scabbard.

Now, that Tang saber is well placed in his bedroom in Sanfeng Palace, it was left behind when she was sucked into the vortex from the sea of ​​drowning leading to the outer sky.

For so many years, Nezha has been trying his best to find her.Not only in the drowning sea, but in the entire six realms, as long as there is a slight possibility, he has been there in person, but he still returns without success time and time again.

Many gods in the God Realm felt that Nezha had gone crazy at that time. No matter how calm and indifferent he looked on the outside, he was hysterical inside.

This state has been haunting him for thousands of years, until one rainy night 14 years ago, a drenched ordinary human woman came to his palace on Cuiping Mountain step by step, begging him to save her life almost desperately. Daughter Ye Wanqiu.

Ye Wanqiu.

These three words were light and ethereal, but in the dark night of lightning and thunder, they persistently passed through the coldness of the god statue and the noise of the storm and thunder.It rose continuously to Nezha's heart, without a speck of dust, and blossomed on the ground with a single sound.

He thought it was a continuation of what was lost and found again, but he never thought about everything and it was very different from what he expected.

Maybe,

Nezha stared at Ye Wanqiu's white and beautiful side face, and an almost absurd idea was circling in his mind-maybe now is the beginning.

If so...

"That's why I've always felt that it's better to be like everyone else and not know anything." Ye Wanqiu said casually, "Maybe when the swarms of bees arrive in the hell of the underworld, I can gather a few tables and play mahjong with everyone. Those who get along with each other will be reincarnated together as a family. Just hang around with a half-knowledge, don't even know how to hide, so you can only worry uselessly."

"You will not enter Hades." Nezha said suddenly, with a calm and firm tone, as if stating an iron law that all six realms must abide by, "You will not go to hell."

Ye Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat when he said this, and the sentences that came to his mouth suddenly broke into some meaningless syllables, and in the end they were all forgotten, so he could only change the topic temporarily: "Speaking of which, will you walk here? Feel weird?"

"what?"

"Because here, there are lanterns dedicated to you and other things everywhere. And you are here, it feels very strange."

Especially when I just passed by a stall selling picture books, the stall owner was still telling the story of Nezha’s troubles in the sea with a few children who tied their heads with red strings and looked like they had just learned to walk, but they didn’t know it. The mythical protagonist who has become a real body just passes in front of them.

This feeling is even more subtle.

Nezha understood what she said, and replied, "I don't feel it, I'm used to it."

Indeed, he has existed for thousands of years, and it is impossible that he has not seen human beings worshiping him.

Ye Wanqiu nodded, then suddenly remembered something else, and said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"As long as you ask."

"Well, that's it." She tried to ignore the turmoil in her heart caused by the other party's casual words, and asked, "As a god, can you really hear the wishes of every believer?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on chance. For gods, human faith is indeed a very useful and irreplaceable thing. It is very important, but it is not essential. So whether it can really be delivered depends on those who It is determined by the human mind."

"Then, the gods will also give special treatment to some of their more devout believers, right?"

It's like... Ye Wanqiu can't tell, maybe it's like Nezha treating her?

It wasn't the first time she had this idea, but for some reason, when she thought about it again, she suddenly felt a sense of loss that was so secret that it seemed like a faint hallucination.It seems that at some point, she already expected that the other party's care for her would be special.

When he realized this, Ye Wanqiu was taken aback by his own thought.

"Some gods rely more on human beliefs, and they will choose to do so. Some gods think it is dispensable, so naturally they don't care too much." Nezha replied bluntly, "So it depends on the situation."

"how about you?"

Nezha was silent for a moment, and his gaze towards her was a little more depressing than before, but it seemed to be full of transparent fire.Ye Wanqiu felt inexplicably that he was enduring something, and when he was about to apologize that he shouldn't ask him such a question, he suddenly heard him say:

"I see people."

See people?

Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a moment: "You don't really remember the names of all your believers, do you? Just remember which one you want to remember?"

This is where Excel is perfect. If you really want to compare it, the human memory is completely a memo with a word limit, and it will swallow the content from time to time because of compatibility.

You gods are simply opening the cloud storage space of the lifetime supreme member!

"No need." Nezha replied, "Just remember what you care about."

How does it feel to go back again?

Ye Wanqiu was about to say something when he suddenly saw the signboard of Ye's embroidery shop: "My home is here!"

As she said that, she ran a few steps towards the embroidery shop, then turned her head and looked at the young man standing in the crowd: "Come in and sit down for a while? I mean, if you're not too busy for the time being."

"it is good."

Because it was still on holiday, Ye Zhilan was the only one in the store, and there was a closed sign on the door.After hearing the voice from the door, Ye Zhilan turned her head, and unexpectedly saw that there was another person coming in with Ye Wanqiu, tall and slender, so beautiful that she hardly seemed to be in the world.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Just come back. Who is this?"

"Oh, he is, er, the counselor teacher of my university, and he came here for the Mid-Autumn Festival." Ye Wanqiu explained quickly, and then suddenly remembered that in this case, he should say his name.However, she couldn't really say what the other person's name was, so she could only barely say, "His surname is Li."

"Hello."

"Teacher?" Ye Zhilan looked at Nezha in surprise, as if she was quite confused, but quickly adjusted, stood up with a smile, "Hello, sorry, I thought you were a classmate of Wanqiu just now."

With that said, she walked towards the kitchen: "Sit down for a while, I'll get some honey tea and mooncakes."

"It's dangerous." Ye Wanqiu patted his chest, "I almost don't know how to say your name."

Nezha smiled slightly, and glanced around: "You and your mother are the only ones here?"

"Yes. It's a holiday, everyone else is off."

While speaking, Ye Zhilan came out with tea: "Stop standing, sit down."

So the two sat together at the same table and chatted briefly.After learning that everything was fine with Ye Wanqiu at school, Ye Zhilan felt more at ease: "I grew up with this child by my side. It's the first time I'm so far away from home. I'm really not at ease. I'm always afraid that she will some sickness or accident."

"No." Nezha said calmly.

Ye Wanqiu couldn't help but look at him.

Ye Zhilan noticed her daughter's movements, looked at Nezha again, and smiled gently: "Then please take care of me."

"Should be."

What kind of strange conversation is this?Ye Wanqiu looked at this person strangely, stood up and took the pot of honey tea: "The water is almost gone, I'll add some."

When she came out, Nezha was ready to leave.Ye Wanqiu was a little surprised: "Are you leaving so soon?"

"I have other things to go back to." Nezha looked at her with soft eyes, "See you at the beginning of school."

"Okay, see you at the beginning of school."

Turning around, Ye Zhilan sat in front of the stretcher and looked at Ye Wanqiu with a smile: "Send it off? We'll see you when school starts, soon."

"What are you talking about?" Ye Wanqiu was at a loss.Ye Zhilan pretended to sigh: "I'm just saying, this Teacher Li is really young."

"Maybe others went to school earlier. When I first saw him, I was also surprised that he was a teacher."

"is it?"

"correct."

"Are you really a teacher?"

"???"

"So young?"

"What else could it be?"

"I don't know about that." Ye Zhilan smiled and shook her head.Ye Wanqiu finally came to his senses: "Mom, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking whatever you're thinking."

"Me? I didn't think about anything."

"Then it's over. The teacher is the teacher, you say yes."

"Mom!" Ye Wanqiu called her, but felt that his face began to feel slightly warm.For some reason, she suddenly remembered that the moment she thought she was going to die last night, Nezha could have saved everyone else in the town, but he came to rescue them just at that time, and sent Hun Tianling Wrapped around her to protect her.

She also remembered Nezha's understatement of "I see people" and "Just remember what you care about".

What does he mean?

But soon, Ye Wanqiu clearly realized that no matter what Nezha meant, he was a god that existed for thousands of years.There are probably more people who have believed in him since ancient times than Ye Wanqiu has ever met in his life.Since human beliefs still affect the gods more or less, is it normal for him to occasionally have one or two more concerned believers?

"I think he's good, a very calm person." Ye Zhilan continued, twisting the thread in her hands constantly, "It's just..." She laughed at this point, "It seems that he is more beautiful than you A lot. When I first saw him, I thought he was a very dashing and heroic girl."

"Pretty has nothing to do with me." Ye Wanqiu said coldly, he didn't notice the obvious irritability in the words he said, "And you just chatted with him, how can you know how good he is? You don't know him."

Besides, if you knew who he was, you wouldn't say that.

"Yes yes yes, I don't know him, you just need to understand him." Ye Zhilan said with half helplessness and half smile.

"Mom, where are you from?" Ye Wanqiu impatiently walked to the stretcher, and began to rush to make a goose-yellow and green plum cheongsam that was not finished yesterday.

"Still angry?"

"No."

What right does she have to be angry? These are just facts.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu frowned, and stabbed the thin needle with green silk thread into the fabric on the stretcher.

……

After returning to Sanfeng Palace, Nezha sat quietly for a long time in the room where Ye Wanqiu had just been lying down, his gray eyes fell on the half-length white sheath Tang Dao, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke the pattern of the scabbard. and then take it off the sword stand.The moment Tang Dao was unsheathed, a cold blue light flashed across the pitch-black blade.

He stared at the Xueyan with half-drawn eyelashes, his eyes were dark and dark, almost blending with the black on Tang Dao's body.

At this time, Shao Lan's voice came from outside the door: "See the third prince. Just now there is an urgent message from the Underworld, and the Emperor of Heaven asked you to take the Zhongtan Sanqin Army, one of the five battalions under your command, to go immediately. If there is any If necessary, the underworld army can be temporarily dispatched as a supplement."

"Understood." Nezha turned his wrist expressionlessly, put Xueyan back into the sheath and put it back in place.A bright mist fell into his eyes, and the gleaming brilliance was colder and sharper than the brilliance on Tang Dao just now.

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