Nezha Breeding Manual

The days when I returned to Chentangguan were not much different from when I was here before, except that the place where Ye Banqiu was on duty at night changed from the corridor in the west courtyard to a side room.

"Anyway, I can't live in such a wide place alone. When you come to watch the night again, you can move to the side room to sleep." This is the explanation that Nezha gave her when she just returned to Chentangguan. With a stretch, the whole person disappeared in place.

Ye Wanqiu let out a little surprise, and looked up at the thin flame-colored light that was slowly dissipating in the sky, a little unresponsive.It wasn't until she cleaned up the wet and fallen leaves all over the side hall that she suddenly realized that the other party seemed to be nervous just now, and the words he spoke were floating and light, like feathers that had been blown away by the wind before they fell to the ground. heart.

She has been distracted a lot lately, especially the closer it is to Nezha's 13th birthday, the more she can't concentrate, and the phrase "Thirteen to seven days" and Suchen's warning to her are always scrolling back and forth in her mind.

Even knowing that he will return safely in the end, but the process...

She was really absent-minded, the sharp needle point that was supposed to pierce the fabric suddenly slipped in the wrong direction and punctured her fingers.In an instant, blood gushed out, dyeing the unfinished crabapple even more bright red.

Ye Wanqiu instinctively withdrew his hand, put his fingertips into his mouth, let himself lean against the pillar behind him with a little irritability, his eyes were closed, and there was the muffled sound of thunder approaching in his ears.

Today is Waking of Insects.

The air is full of water vapor, fresh and cold, and there is a faint scent of lotus flowers.

Ye Wanqiu opened his eyes and saw that Nezha was sitting on the other side of the wooden bench in the corridor looking at her with some displeasure, frowning: "Why are you sleeping here again? Didn't you tell you to go to the side hall?"

"No. I just thought about something, and I just leaned here for a while." She sat up straight and continued to embroider with the needle, occasionally using the tip of the needle to pin the hair that fell down behind her ear, "Go and see Passed Madam?"

Nezha hummed, holding Huntian Ling back and forth in his hand, looking from her drooping eyebrows to her unnatural hand because the tip of her index finger was punctured: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Just got stabbed, nothing."

As soon as Ye Wanqiu finished speaking, the red silk that was originally wrapped around Nezha's elbow swam up nimbly and wrapped around her injured fingertips.She blinked and tried to move her fingers: "This must be a bandage that can only be reserved for the supreme members of the ancestors? It's quite festive."

Nezha, "..."

The moment he gently pulled back Huntian Ling, Ye Wanqiu saw that his punctured fingertips had recovered as before: "Your trick is too easy to use."

"Let's go."

"where to?"

"Cuiping Mountain."

"what?"

Before Ye Wanqiu was surprised, Nezha had already jumped off the wooden bench and looked sideways at her: "Let's see who gets there first."

"Is there a need to try this? Of course you are the first... hey!"

Before she finished speaking, the black-haired boy in front of her waved at her and disappeared in an instant.Ye Wanqiu stared at the dark gray cloudy sky with rain and mist rolling overhead, and had no choice but to follow in the direction where Nezha disappeared.

The General Military Mansion gradually became a microcosm under her feet, and the heavy wet mist wrapped her with the cool charm of rain, melting a burst of thin coldness on her skin.Going forward is the range of Cuiping Mountain, and Ye Wanqiu finally saw the only fiery red in the overwhelming cold tones.

"Nezha?" She called out the other person's name.But he only turned his head back, and then flew towards the depths of the forest, and was soon swallowed up by the thick green in front of him.

The light conditions in the forest are obviously worse than those outside. Once you get in, you will see floating dark green, which is so dense and overlapping that you can hardly find a focal point.In a deeper place, the clouds of fog accumulated due to the approaching heavy rain are spreading little by little. When looking around, Ye Wanqiu couldn't tell which ones were trees and which ones were fog, let alone people.

"Nezha?" She shouted a little anxiously, suddenly a soft and cold red silk swept across her eyes, shaking away the faint familiar smell.Looking up along the red silk, she saw the young man in red sitting on the branch of the tallest tree around him, in a relaxed state.

Ye Wanqiu quickly came to him, stood firmly on one of the branches, pushed aside the green leaves in front of him, and sprinkled a few strings of crystal water drops: "I haven't finished my robe yet, if Madam blames me, I will It's all on you."

"What are you afraid of? It won't take much time to do it tomorrow." Nezha glanced at her, "Anyway, you've been preoccupied since you came back, and you can stay for a day without embroidering two stitches. What's the difference from you going out to play like this now?"

Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, let go of his hand, let the dense green leaves return to their original positions, and the straight tree trunk was between the two of them, his eyes reflected the dim gray light in the forest, and he didn't speak.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked.

For a moment, Ye Wanqiu really wanted to tell him everything, telling him not to go to Donghai, he would be injured, hurt, bleed, and even... die.

This impulse has been dormant in Ye Wanqiu's mind, and it will crawl out from time to time to mess up her concentration.

But... At the same time, she knew very well that if she did this, the consequences would be even worse.

"Wan Qiu!" After hearing no answer from the other party for a long time, Nezha lifted off the annoying green leaves, frowned and stared at the other party, "What's bothering you?"

In the end, Ye Wanqiu let go of his clenched hands, pretending to sigh: "I was thinking about your birthday gift."

"what?"

"You will be 13 soon, I was thinking about what to give you." Ye Wanqiu replied.

"You..." Nezha was a little dazed, even unbelievable, "Is this what you've been thinking about all this time?"

"correct."

"What's so annoying about this, wouldn't it be good to just give it away?"

"Boys, don't be so casual." Ye Wanqiu said, walking around the tree trunk beside him, raised his hand with some difficulty, and rubbed it on Nezha's head, but he didn't look directly into his eyes, only staying on the ground. A place on the edge of the forest.

But at this time, he saw a plume of dark gray and almost black smoke rising from the direction outside the city.

In other words, it is the direction of the East China Sea.

Nezha noticed the change in her vision, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the same direction, with a shadow cast between his brows and eyes, and said in a cold voice, "It's the sea festival."

After speaking, he stood up from the branch and flew straight to the places where the thick smoke rose.The dark clouds above the head seemed to come alive here, and began to surge across the sky.

Ye Wanqiu heard about it from the old housekeeper and other older servants when he just returned to Chentangguan.The Dragon Palace only sent the Sea-Monster a month ago, asking Chen Tangguan to offer sacrifices in advance this year, and the amount requested was half as much as two years ago.

Unexpectedly, the sea festival is actually today.

Seeing that Nezha was about to disappear from sight, Ye Wanqiu hurried to catch up.The closer to the coast, the stronger the smell of blood, the smell of the sea, and the smell of incense ash that humans have when they are about to die.They stirred and blended, together with the countless tragic images on the edge of the high sea cliff, pierced into her senses extremely sharply.

Many slaves were dead, their dismembered bodies and entrails thrown into the roaring sea at the bottom of the cliff, where they sank in the blink of an eye.There are still many alive, with chains and wooden shackles, locked in wooden prison carts like livestock, with yellow and emaciated faces, haggard faces, and lifeless eyes.

The sea is full of turbulent waves, and the turbulent waves bite the shore. Under the dim sky at this moment, the blue of the past has turned into a deep black mass, swirling, like a huge eye protruding, staring straight at those who are constantly being thrown. Fragments of humans that went into the sea.The dense tide held up countless monsters that surfaced, and even the tips of the scattered waves were red.

If there is a hell in the world, it is what Chentang Pass looks like now.

Those slaves were continuously dragged out of the prison car, smashed the wooden shackles, cut their throats alive to drain the blood, then cut their chests and abdomens, pulled them out, and cut them so that they could no longer look human.As for the human bones, they were superfluous for the sacrifice and were drawn out and piled bloody aside.

At this moment, the East China Sea has completely turned black, with waves of blood surging to the sky.The huge flood dragon's body twisted and twisted in the water, as dark as the water, gradually floated up, and opened its mouth to swallow the countless human animals that had just been thrown into its mouth.

"Wow, Nezha?" Ye Wanqiu trembled uncontrollably, turning his head to look at the young man in red.The gold ring in the shape of a bracelet fell off his wrist, and it was restored to its original shape. Nezha held it in his hand, his body was full of red silk, but he said inexplicably: "I lack a belt. On my birthday, why don't you give it to me?" Let me do this."

"belt?"

In the next second, the young man holding the golden ring swooped down from the clouds, his speed was as fast as a sharp arrow, and the golden red divine power gathered into the sea, blasting a layer of blood and water that soared to the sky.The black flood dragon entrenched in the sea was disturbed, and when it was looking up for the target, a golden ring suddenly broke out from behind the water curtain and hit it precisely at its defenseless throat.

The black flood dragon roared, staring fiercely at the young man in mid-air, with streaks of blood still hanging on his white fangs: "Well, Li Nezha, how dare you stop me from the Dragon Palace Sea Sacrifice. Today I want you to take Let me apologize, and flood your Chentang Pass again!"

The people on the bank finally saw who the person who injured the dragon was, either in surprise or fear, and shouted "Three Young Masters" in unison.Apart from the slaves, the people on the sea cliff are the army, and the leader is Li Jing. Seeing Nezha's sudden appearance, he couldn't believe it at first, and then he stood on the rock in cold sweat, and one step further was the pitch black seawater.

His face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger. The veins on his forehead were exposed, and his body trembled and shouted at the flaming red: "Stop—! Nezha stop, don't rush into the Dragon Palace, come back to me!"

Nezha looked at Li Jing, frowning slightly as if hesitating, but quickly looked away, only staring at the huge black dragon in the sea, the expression on Junxiu's face was as gloomy as the sky above his head, except for those eyes The light brewing in the room is extremely bright, but also extremely cold:

"Then give it a try. If you dare to flood an inch of Chentang, I'll take an inch of your skin off. If you dare to break an inch of Chentang's rain, I'll break an inch of your bone!"

Hei Jiao was completely enraged by him, soared into the sky from the sea, and rushed towards him.Nezha sacrificed the Huntian Silk, an extremely thin layer of silk, but it stirred up the sky into chaotic waves, as if it would collapse at any time.The whole sky was burning behind him, pushing back all the black clouds, and the flames were burning.

Countless flames swam across the sky, and rained golden-red light on the sea surface, incinerating lowly monsters into ashes when they encountered them.The slender boy in red and the huge black dragon wrestled together, each wanting to kill the other, the light curtain tore apart, and tremblingly collapsed from the sky.

The flames spread to form lotus flowers, which bloomed on the icy sea, illuminating the entire Chentang.

Ye Wanqiu had already made up his mind the moment Hei Jiao went out to sea, and Yufeng returned to the ground, dressed in white clothes, standing on the ground stained red by countless blood.

She raised her hand, and the transparent and hard crystallization immediately covered her skin. Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the people around and Li Jing's astonished gaze, she used white light to turn into a blade, broke through all the prison cars holding slaves, and cut off the flesh on their hands and feet. Chains and shackles.

After finishing all this, she turned around and came to the edge of the sea cliff, stood upright in the long wind, and said to Li Jing: "Actually, you know that such a sea festival is impossible to protect Chentangguan forever."

The expression on Li Jing's face changed from initial shock to an indescribably complicated expression.

"But Nezha can."

After she finished speaking, she jumped off the steep sea cliff in front of her.The white light swept away fiercely, repelling all the surrounding sea monsters and water monsters that tried to approach.Xueyan appeared from the right hand held in Xuxu, and was held tightly by Ye Wanqiu, cutting off the soft limbs that were entangled on the side, breaking the shell-like armor of the sea monster, and piercing the demon core inside with the tip of the knife.

The civilians around the bottom of the cliff fled in all directions, and the black waves with a strong fishy smell left layers of bloody watermarks on the beach, and some broken corpses that had not had time to be swallowed by the sea monsters also washed ashore. Scattered, shocking horror.

Nezha, who was chasing the injured black dragon through the clouds, saw more and more sea monsters emerging from the water, approaching the gate of Chentangguan. The waves scattered the monsters.

The last civilian also stumbled back to the city gate, Li Jing ordered the soldiers to pull up the chain immediately.The thick bronze door is really as thin as paper in front of the monsters, but the woman in white standing alone in front of the door makes them fearful.

Her gaze swept across the countless blue-faced fangs and resentful sea-monsters in front of her, along the twisted sea-sky boundary, and met the fierce young man wrapped in red silk: "I will guard Chentang Pass."

Since some things cannot be changed, at least he cannot face them alone.

Nezha was slightly dazed, his sharp brows and eyes blurred with softness, he nodded at her, retracted the circle of heaven and earth, turned around and concentrated on dealing with the black flood dragon entrenched in the clouds.

Continuous and monstrous dark waves rose from the sea, engulfed the beach, washed away the shelter forest, covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the closed gate of Chentang, squeezing the sky away from people's eyes bit by bit, shrouded in shadows, Ready to crumble down and smash everything, as if the end of the world has arrived.

Some children began to scream and cry, huddled in their mother's arms and dared not open their eyes; elderly people knelt on the ground to pray for God's blessing and time to stop; soldiers in iron armor tensed their bows and arrows in cold sweat , Aiming at the countless treacherous shadows in the distorted waves, trembling and daring not to open their bows; more people are running away, screaming, desperately running for their lives in the island-like town, and the whole street is in a mess, full of mourning.

Ye Wanqiu stared closely at the waves that were about to roll in front of her, bit the back of Xueyan's knife in her mouth, and was suspended between those icy waves and Chentang Pass.A steady stream of white light burst out from her body, hands, and between the eyebrows, forming a translucent barrier, extending and enveloping, unswervingly blocking those crazy sea water.

Heavy pressure came from his hand, Ye Wanqiu clenched Xue Yan's cold and hard blade, and forcibly endured every impact of the tsunami without giving in.The strong wind blew her black hair away, and she saw countless spirits screaming at her outside the barrier.Skinny sharp claws, huge fish tails, sharp pincer blades, and dense sharp teeth struck and scratched the barrier again and again, making thunderous bangs.

The sea monster floating out of the water stuck its ferocious face on the wall that couldn't be crossed, its green eyes without whites stared at Ye Wanqiu, and sneered sinisterly: "You think you can stop it with your broken wall?" The water in the entire East China Sea? I want to see if you can repair this shit to the sky!"

More seawater surged in, layer upon layer, accompanied by the excited and distorted screams of countless water monsters, as if they would never stop until this layer of barrier was crushed and shattered.

Ye Wanqiu frowned tightly, and the dazzling white light swirled and spread, chasing the height of the waves to raise the barrier in the same way.As the tide rose, so did the barriers, and the dripping water failed to seep into Chentang Pass.

The sea monster, who has tried countless times but failed to break through this translucent barrier, became irritable, and its huge soft limbs kept slapping on it: "What the hell is this!"

It obviously doesn't look like a thick layer, but it can't be smashed.

Ye Wanqiu, who was supporting this huge spar wall, didn't feel too well, although the weight she felt didn't increase much with the increase in height, and it was still within her tolerance range.But she is also trapped here, if the sea does not recede, she can only hold on like this.

I don't know what happened to Nezha.

Thinking of this, she felt anxious for a while, biting Xueyan tightly and pushing forward violently, the hard spar wall was driven by her, pushing the ferocious tide back a few inches.

The frantic group of demons swim in the water, screaming and screaming, their sharp claws leaving fleeting white marks on the wall: "Kill her, kill her! Tear her apart! Slave! Slave! She is food ! Kill her!"

The dense roars are stacked together to form an unbearable nagging noise, which is deafeningly loud.Ye Wanqiu felt that his eardrums would be torn/torn by this sound, but he still couldn't shut down his hearing.

Suddenly there was a miserable dragon chant in the sky not far away, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling into the sea.The entire dark gray sky rolled and shrunk into a spiral behind Nezha, the flames were bright and endless, overflowing like sharp thorns.

He flew down from the clouds, threw the head of the black flood dragon that was still dripping with blue blood into the sea water, and smashed it on the head of one of the sea monsters that was clamoring to eat Ye Wanqiu alive. Sharp and cold, with a murderous look:

"Who dares!"

The bright red spiritual silk stretched infinitely in his hands, stirred into the sea, tied the sea monsters together, and threw them into the place where the headless black dragon sank just now.The soft fabric cut those monsters apart like a sharp knife cutting tofu, and the golden ring flew around the sea with a buzzing sound, and smashed it directly when it encountered any sea monster that popped out. frontal bone.

For a moment, the sea outside Chentang Pass was covered in blood, and screams continued.

The height of the sea water was slowly decreasing, Ye Wanqiu pushed the spar wall, forcing them together with the shattered demon corpses back to their proper position in the East Sea.The moment the barrier disappeared, the blue-black sea water suddenly fell back, splashing down like heavy rain.

Huntian Ling broke out of the sea and surrounded Ye Wanqiu, isolating all the bloody sea water.

"That black dragon..." Ye Wanqiu wanted to ask, could the black dragon whose head was taken by Nezha be the third prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace.Nezha shook his head, "The one just now is not considered a dragon, but just a jiao."

Ye Wanqiu nodded, and was about to say something, when a long crane cry suddenly came from the sky.

"Master?" Nezha looked at the white-haired fairy walking down from Linghe's back, and raised his hand in salute, "Why is Master here?"

Not only Daoist Taiyi, but also a god from the God Realm also followed.Ye Wanqiu had met him before, he was Dong Miao, the newly appointed Dharma Protector in the God Realm.When she was in the Qianyuan Void Realm, she often ran into each other in the Library Pavilion, and the two became pretty good friends.

"Long time no see, Fairy Wanqiu." Dong Miao looked at the girl in white beside Nezha and laughed, "Why didn't I see you during the mid-year festival?"

"Uh, I was too busy that day, so I didn't have time." Ye Wanqiu replied with some embarrassment, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I came here because of the East China Sea." Dong Miao said helplessly, reaching out to pat Ye Wanqiu's shoulder, and by the way, fixed a few strands of messy hair hanging down her face, "Okay, I have to talk to Mrs. Immortal Yi went to find the Dragon King."

Nezha glanced at the other's hand that had touched Ye Wanqiu and then withdrew it, his bright red lips were pursed into a straight line, and he looked at him with an uneasy expression, his eyebrows furrowed into a sharp arc: "What do you want to do with the Dragon King?"

"If you can make peace, make peace."

"I don't intend to make peace with those monsters!" Nezha sneered.

Dong Miao blinked and looked at Taiyi.

Taiyi stroked his beard, pondered for a moment and said: "Go back to Chentang Pass first, this matter cannot be rushed right now."

at the moment……

Ye Wanqiu calculated silently in his heart for a while, and couldn't help but clenched Xueyan tightly in his hand.

Nezha's 13th birthday is less than half a month away.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is the same as the myth, and the dragon prince has a cramp and peeled off the skin. If you have watched the movie of the devil boy, if you can’t accept this plot, please be careful to buy the next two chapters.

Then, I found out that you are all looking forward to the blackening of modern lotus root? ? ? ?Don't you guys love Qiuqiu? ?

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