Nezha Breeding Manual

"The Shang Dynasty, the second dynasty in the long history of China, was in the heyday of slavery, and the ruling class was all slave-owner nobles, which formed a huge bureaucracy and army.

During the Shang Dynasty, "human sacrifice" and "human sacrifice" prevailed. "[1]

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She was awakened by a burst of extreme thirst and cold.

Before that, she seemed to have been floating in a barren and dark ocean for a long time, and whispers kept echoing in her ears, as if there were countless creatures whispering to her in countless languages, and she couldn't be confused by her at all. The consciousness grasped them, and could only passively feel them appearing and disappearing continuously.

She wanted to struggle out of this insecure drowning state, but found that she couldn't gather the clear thinking she should have, and could only sink slowly in this chaos without any support, without even the strength to resist.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice sounded in her mind, saying to her:

"It's time to wake up."

Slowly, Ye Wanqiu felt a subtle sensation return to his fingertips, and his thoughts that were originally disorganized gradually began to return and settle: "Where am I..."

"The last years of the Shang Dynasty." It replied.

"What?" She was taken aback by the answer, coughed in pain, and desperately waved her hands to grab something around her, but she could only pass through the empty air, "Who are you, let me go back!"

A faint white light grew from her hand, but it dissipated before it took shape, and the bright light particles were lost in the darkness.Her abilities seemed to be completely suppressed by the other party. This recognition not only made her feel scared, but also brought a burst of sharp anxiety.

"This is what you should experience." It was unmoved, its mechanical and indifferent voice had no trace of human touch, but every single word was imprinted deeply into Ye Wanqiu's mind, "After experiencing this, you will realize What on earth are you?"

"What am I..." she repeated blankly, "What am I? Answer me!"

However, that voice disappeared just then, leaving only the increasingly clear sense of cold and thirst that forced Ye Wanqiu to open his eyes wearily, and a strong smell of damp and cold vegetation lingered in his dull sense of smell.She blinked vigorously, and stretched out her hand to touch the side indiscriminately, and found a piece of cold sticky dampness, which felt like some kind of lush moss, and the shallow water of the stream passed through her fingers.

Ye Wanqiu was so stimulated by the cold that she woke up completely, and saw that she was sitting in a deserted forest, wrapped in a white cloak from nowhere, and the wide hood collapsed almost covering her eyes.In the distant place, the dark clouds and the yellow twilight are entangled together. The golden brilliance is close to the limit of light, penetrating through the countless dark green leaves above the head, and blending into a strange light and shadow scene in the forest.

Flocks of birds returning home flew over from the clouds, sifting down countless dynamic and graceful silhouettes.

Xueyan fell to the side, being washed by the clear stream.Ye Wanqiu crawled over to pick it up, stood up unsteadily and looked around, only to find that there were no visible buildings or roads at all.

Maybe it was because she had been lying by the river for too long. When she just woke up, she felt cold and heavy, and she was a little dizzy and couldn't see the way under her feet.Those green and tall triangular maple, fig, cedar, heather, and some tree species that she couldn't tell the name all surrounded her, like a never-ending maze.

Ye Wanqiu hesitated for a while, and finally decided to walk down the stream. If you are lucky, you will always meet a few living people. If you are unlucky...

She didn't dare to think that maybe she would just get lost or even die in this vast forest.

Where is this?As she walked forward in a daze, she tried hard to keep herself awake.

She remembered that she was supposed to be in Hades, with Nezha.Then I seemed to be sucked into some kind of abyss by those mist, and saw Nezha under the abyss, and then...

And then……

Ye Wanqiu suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the gradually sinking sunset in front of him, and suddenly remembered what the voice said, it was the last year of the Shang Dynasty.

"Are you kidding, how could this be the Shang Dynasty..." She murmured, feeling cold sweat dripping down her forehead, and the scene in front of her eyes became increasingly blurred.

She picked up the white scarf around her neck and wiped the sweat that had reached the tip of her chin, and forced herself to continue walking forward, but her heart was filled with anxious thoughts:

I don't know what happened to Nezha?Are his injuries serious?

How long have you been lying here?

It was getting dark, and she had promised her mother that she would call to report her safety when she arrived at school, but unfortunately now she has nothing on her but a handful of snow flames, so she can't communicate with the outside world at all.

This forest seemed endless, she didn't know how long she had been walking here, and even the stream in front of her had gradually become wider, but as far as the eye could see, it was still countless dark green and light green.Those overly complex and exquisite color combinations made her dizzy, but she also clearly realized that the sun was about to disappear.

And after dark, I don't know what else will come out.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu had no choice but to speed up and move forward.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun still rolled down from the top of the mountain after all, and even the last afterglow gradually dimmed.After losing the suppression of light and heat, the water vapor in the forest began to thicken slowly, with gray-green shadows, entrenched everywhere like ghosts.

I really don't know why I was brought to such a ghost place.If it weren't for the fact that there was no one here, and she couldn't figure out what was going on, maybe the perfect natural scenery here would be very attractive, and it would be nice to take some photos and go back as a souvenir.

The premise is that she still has the life to go back alive.

Trekking without direction in the desolate and dark forest, Ye Wanqiu really has no idea what he will encounter and how long it will take to get out.All I can do is to keep moving forward, while racking my brains to dig out some meaningless memory pictures to comfort and entertain myself, so as not to let the bone-penetrating cold silence around me drive me crazy.

It wasn't until the countless times he fell down and got up again that Ye Wanqiu, who had been exhausted for a long time, finally saw a few wisps of dark gray cooking smoke curling up in the distant direction where the twilight was about to disappear completely.

She seemed to see hope all of a sudden, regardless of the countless small wounds on her legs and hands that were scratched by the surrounding sharp blades of grass, she barely supported herself with snow flames, and stumbled towards the direction where the cooking smoke rose .

By the time she walked out of the forest and came to the small village in front of her, it was completely dark.

Why do these houses look so weird and simple, exactly like the ancient style of an extremely remote town that doesn't even have a road.

Speaking of roads...

Ye Wanqiu lowered her head and looked at her feet. Although she couldn't see at all because there was no light, she really didn't think she was stepping on any kind of wide asphalt road, it was simply a rough path that hadn't even been flattened.

She came to the door of the house closest to her, knocked on the door with all her strength, and yelled words like "help" and "help me" vaguely in her mouth.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, Ye Wanqiu's eyes went dark, and he fell inside without consciousness.When she woke up again, it was already two days later.

And unlike what she thought she would be able to go back to school or home when she woke up, she was still in this strangely simple place, and she was taken care of by an elderly couple.

Obviously there are familiar people and familiar environment in the dream, but when I wake up, I am still in this inexplicable place.

This kind of psychological gap and shock was simply too great, which directly caused Ye Wanqiu to not eat or speak much for four or five days after confirming with trembling that this is indeed the end of the Shang Dynasty more than 3000 years ago.Every day, she would sit by the river at the entrance of the village with Xueyan in her arms, staring at the endless stream of water motionlessly, or at the direction she walked out of the forest, even when children around her threw stones at her. Unresponsive, looks like a total sluggish puppet.

The people around thought that she was taken away by monsters in the forest, so she looked like a rich lady, but she was completely foolish.

However, only Ye Wanqiu himself understands how unbelievable and helpless it is to suddenly come to an ancient dynasty from a 19st century modern society where he has lived for almost 21 years.

Her concern, her family, are all on the other side of the endless river of time, but she has no way of going back.This powerlessness and reality overlapped, tormenting her so painfully that it was difficult for her to even breathe.

It has been almost ten days since I came here, and up to now, Ye Wanqiu has cried countless times, collapsed and collapsed for many days, and even tried to escape reality by jumping into the water a few times to commit suicide, but the status quo is still not at all. No change.

She is still here, life is still going on, and she will not reverse or jump forward just because she is difficult to accept.

When all the negative emotions accumulated to a critical point, Ye Wanqiu tried to comfort himself, this is just another magical reality.Anyway, she can go to a school full of gods and demons and adapt well. Anyway, she can accept that she is not a human being and still live normally. It seems that it is no big deal to come to a history that she has studied countless times.

Since I don't have such fearless courage to go to death firmly, I can only concentrate all my energy on working hard and living, right?

If I was really dragged here by that voice, if it was really as it said, these are all things I have to go through.No matter how difficult it is to accept now, all of this has an end and will end.

Just treat it as a long dream, it will definitely end and wake up, it will definitely...

The sudden tingling sensation in the back of her head pulled Ye Wanqiu's thoughts back to reality, she turned her head in a daze, and saw several seven or eight-year-old children laughing and throwing stones at her, still making faces.Before she could say anything, a few village women ran over from a distance and called the children back, and carefully glanced at Ye Wanqiu who was sitting by the river, warning them in a low voice not to come here to play again Otherwise, you will be caught by monsters and eaten for lunch.

Ye Wanqiu rubbed the back of his head that was still aching, thinking that even if he was a monster, he wouldn't eat this kind of children's meal made by a brat, and maybe his teeth would be stuffed.

After picking up the wet clothes hanging into the stream and wringing them dry, and patted the dust off his body, Ye Wanqiu stood up and walked back to the house while turning his sore neck.

During the period at the end of the Shang Dynasty, she was always taken in by a kind old couple.According to my grandmother, their two children died young due to the turmoil and war in the early years, and the only remaining daughter also married to the distant Fancheng for several years, with little contact.Grandfather has been working as a housekeeper elsewhere, and except for visiting relatives like this time, he rarely comes back, so she is often the only one at home.

Ye Wanqiu basically understood when she heard this, probably because this grandma has been alone for too long, and it happens that she and her daughter who married far away are about the same age, so she doesn't care about her nagging and origin during this time Unknown identity, but also to be carefully taken care of.

It is also thanks to them, otherwise Ye Wanqiu would not know what he would be like now.You must know that in an era like the Shang Dynasty, the most slaves were slaves. It is very rare for her to be a normal free body now.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that grandma was threading a needle tremblingly facing the window, Ye Wanqiu hurried over: "You rest, let me do it."

After speaking, she took the needle and thread from the other party's hand and quickly threaded it on. Then she looked at the cutting style of the coarse cloth in front of her and asked, "Are you planning to make a shawl?"

Grandma nodded, got up and opened the window further, so that the sunlight outside could fully shine in.After sitting down again, she sighed and said, "I'm going to make it for the old man. He's going back to work soon, and the weather is going to cool down. When it's cold, he's going to suffer from back pain."

"Then let me do it. I am fast and can finish it in two days."

"You embroider things neatly." Grandma laughed. "My second girl used to be like you. She always embroiders very fast, but she is not as good as you."

Just as he was talking, the old housekeeper who had fetched water from the well opened the door and came in, wiping his sweat with the cloth around his neck: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm making a shawl for you." Grandma replied, "in case you keep complaining about your back pain."

The old butler squinted his dim eyes and looked at them for a while: "Why do I see that it's Miss Qiu who is doing it?"

"My eyes are useless, and I can't even put a needle through them." Grandma sighed, and asked again, "Didn't you say that you want to take Wanying to the General Military Mansion to be a maid for the master and the others? Why are you so Coming back soon?"

Hearing the words Zongbingfu, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help but stop what he was doing, and raised his head to look at them.

The old housekeeper shook his head: "That girl Wanying broke her leg in the mountains a few days ago, and she is almost dead now, let alone other things."

"Excuse me, which general military mansion are you talking about?" Ye Wanqiu asked suddenly.

"Of course it's Li Zongbing's mansion in Chentangguan." The old housekeeper said, sitting down to take a sip of water, moving his shoulders that were a little sore from carrying water, "Oh... I thought I could find him when I came back to visit relatives this time. A clever girl, who knows. But I just went to see it, and the doll Wanying is really pitiful."

"They...I mean, is there a lack of maids in Li Zongbing's residence?" Ye Wanqiu asked tentatively.The old butler replied: "Yes, Juanxia who was serving by the third son's side before may not recover, so when I came back, Madam asked me to find a suitable maid. It's just..."

Ye Wanqiu became distracted when he heard this, and didn't listen to what the old housekeeper said later.She suddenly remembered what Nezha had told her before, saying that he had known her since she was six years old.

Is it now?

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt in a daze, and after regaining her senses, she put down the shawl in her hand and said to the old housekeeper, "Then why don't you take me there."

After hearing her words, the old housekeeper and grandma were taken aback.

"Anyway, I'm alone now, and I have no other place to go." Ye Wanqiu explained, "I've been here to bother you all this time, since you need to find someone, then I'll go with you."

"This..." The old butler hesitated for a while, looking a bit embarrassed, "But I can't..."

"Don't worry, I've been here for such a long time and you've seen that the manual work is still passable. There is no one else in the family, so I won't cause you any trouble."

"I'm not worried about this. It's just that the third son..." The old housekeeper said, and suddenly fell silent, with a serious expression on his face.

"Is he very picky?" Ye Wanqiu asked after thinking about it.

"No." He shook his head, "The third son of Li Zongbing's mansion was born by Mrs. Yin after three years and six months of pregnancy. And he was different from ordinary children when he was born, it's..." He paused when he said this , "It is said that the third son is a child bestowed by the heavens. He was born as a fairy, and he can know things and understand the rituals without teaching. One year ago, the god Nuwa sent a real person down to earth and accepted the third son as an apprentice. God bless you .”

"Isn't that good?" Ye Wanqiu said strangely.

"Girl's thinking is too simple. The third son was born from a god, so we mortals can't get close to him. Even his mother, Mrs. Yin, can't touch him, let alone other people."

"Can't touch it?"

"When the third son was born... well, anyway, no one has dared to approach him since he was born. As long as he touches him, he will be burned by flames, and he will be dying within two days. Even Mrs. Yin almost died because of it."

"Is there such a thing?" Ye Wanqiu was astonished, but soon became a little confused.In my impression, Nezha never seemed to have told her about it.

"Yes." The old housekeeper sighed, with a miserable expression.

Ye Wanqiu pondered for a while, then said: "No matter what, I'd better go with you, anyway, you have to take someone with you, right?"

"Girl, are you really going?"

"really."

The old housekeeper and grandma looked at each other, and finally said: "Well, I will go back to the General Military Mansion in five days, and you can come with me then."

"it is good."

In the early morning five days later, Ye Wanqiu got up early to fetch water from the well.However, for her who is used to all the conveniences of modern society, not just fetching water, but everything here requires effort to adapt.

Sure enough, the ancients said that it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, and the world is not worth it, which is very reasonable.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and continued to pull up the hemp rope that had become extremely heavy because of the bucket full of water hanging on it.

But just when he turned around with the bucket in his hand, he suddenly saw a sharp arrow flying through the sky from the warm yellow dawn sky, piercing the clouds, and the sharp tip of the arrow was shining coldly, pointing directly at Ye Wanqiu's body. Between eyebrows.

Ye Wanqiu was startled, ignoring the bucket just brought up in his hand, he quickly let go of his hands and put his palms together, the translucent and hard spar instantly spread out from his fingertips, forcibly intercepting the sharp arrow in his palm, the arrow The tip only lightly pierced the skin of the forehead, and a star of bright red blood spilled out.

"Damn, where did the broken arrow come from? It was almost shot to death!" Ye Wanqiu touched the wound between his eyebrows, frowned, and turned the heavy arrow in his hand a few times, and saw two arrows at the end of the tail feathers. A small golden ancient font, Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan?

Xuanyuan Arrow?

Why do I have a strange stomachache?

Is this really the Xuanyuan Arrow she thought of?

If so, then...

When she was still holding the Xuanyuan Arrow in a daze, a clear smell of human fate came together with a crisp and sweet boy's voice: "Hey, silly girl, your barrel fell into it."

"What?!" Ye Wanqiu hurried to the side of the well to look in.However, the steep deep well was pitch-black, only the water flowing at the end reflected the shimmering silver light, and there was no shadow of her wooden barrel and rope.

The boy giggled, and poured a handful of water at her from the wooden bucket he was carrying: "What an idiot, the bucket is gone."

"you……"

Ye Wanqiu was so annoyed by him, just reached out and wiped the water from his eyes and face with his sleeve, the other party had already run away with a bucket, shouting as he ran, "Idiot girl's bucket is gone, idiot girl is out of water!" drink!"

... Sure enough, there are such things as bear children regardless of age.As long as humans exist, they will exist.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu really regretted that he didn't use the Xuanyuan arrow in his hand to poke the boy's ass just now, so that he could know why the flowers were so red.

But he was right, if the bucket fell into it like this, it would definitely be impossible to pick it up.

She looked at the bottom of the well in disappointment, wondering in vain if only a frog could help her retrieve the barrel from the well at this moment.

At this time, in Chentangguan General Military Mansion, a black-haired boy in a red shirt and white lining stood expressionlessly on the top attic of the closed armory all year round.

The young boy, whose appearance has not yet grown, has already had a pink face and vermilion lips, his face is like a peach blossom, his brows are clear and heroic, and there is a cold sharpness in his beautiful eyes with slender eyelashes. His own dark blue bow and arrow with engraved gold patterns about the same height.

It wasn't until he could no longer see the off-string Xuanyuan arrow that he turned around, walked into the dimly lit room behind him, passed through the densely packed cold weapons on both sides, and took the The heavy Xuanyuan bow was lightly thrown back onto the wooden frame on the wall, making a muffled sound.

He went downstairs and into the courtyard.The servants who saw him all bowed their heads and saluted, with obvious respect but also fear: "I have seen the third son."

"Nezha—!" Another older boy ran over and blocked the opponent's way from a distance, "Nezha, you violated your father's order and ran to the armory without permission, didn't you?"

The servants on the side saluted again: "I have seen the Second Young Master."

Nezha straightened his cuffs without making a sound, just tilted his head slightly and looked at him with sharp black and white eyes.Mu Zha was very mad at this third younger brother who had been eccentric since he was a child, but he didn't dare to touch him, so he could only stand there and say to him: "Father said we can't go up, don't be disobedient all the time. .Mother has been looking for you everywhere for a while, but you haven't seen anyone."

"Are you finished?" Nezha said coldly.Mu Zha was taken aback by his attitude.

"Then I'll go first."

After speaking, Nezha really turned around and left.Seeing him approaching, the servants all avoided him far away, as if they were hiding from some terrible plague god.There was no change on his face, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

The author has something to say: [1] Adapted from the entry of Shang Dynasty on Baidu Encyclopedia.

I found this "Social Life and Etiquette and Customs in the Shang Dynasty" as a reference, try to write it in line with it, but as a non-documentary novel, there must be magic changes.

The personality of the young Nezha will be quite different from the adult body in the first volume, which is caused by different experiences.

Finally, I still suggest that you little angels come to check for updates at [-]:[-] every night. If not, it means that there is no update that day.

I have an exam at the end of next month, and I don’t have much energy to code, and my code is as slow as a tortoise, and I can’t write anything good after spending a lot of time, and I’m autistic... The latest chapter in the archive has been stuck a lot Oh my god, I'm stuck in a small plot, I can't think of how to connect to the next big plot...

That's it, anyway, I'm just a salty fish that no one sees piercing through the center of the earth, and I've given up on making progress now.I regret that I applied for the list before, shit, I have been on the poison list and there is an update request, so I won't apply next week.