Nezha Breeding Manual

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep at all, only that when she woke up, it was already full light outside.And the white cat with golden eyes was squatting beside her pillow and looking at her with its head tilted. One paw was raised halfway, as if it was going to wake her up.

Ye Wanqiu was taken aback by the blurry creature in front of him, his continuously tense body instinctively jumped up from the soft couch, a slow and clear soreness began to occur in his limbs, and a heavy sense of burnout spread from his spirit to his whole body.She stared blankly at the cat that jumped off the ground and disappeared into the air as a wisp of silvery white smoke. She trembled belatedly, stretched out her trembling hands to knead the stiff neck, and covered her body The cloak slid down like a cloud along her movements and piled up around her waist.

Only then did she notice the cloak, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up and have a look.Because she stayed in an embroidery shop since she was a child, and grew up surrounded by various fabrics and silk threads, no matter what kind of clothes or raw materials, Ye Wanqiu can basically feel the quality of the clothes as soon as she starts to use them.

Obviously, the material of the cloak in her hand is absolutely excellent.But what really caught Ye Wanqiu's attention was the pattern of flame red lotuses embroidered around the shoulders on the cloak.Like the blooming lotus flower in the center of the cloak, its embroidery method is very ingenious, relying entirely on the ups and downs of the lines to form a pattern, which looks like dancing flames and blooming lotus, simple and vivid.Although it was embroidered with flower patterns, it didn't look feminine at all, but instead exuded a neat and chilling taste.

It matches the temperament of its owner very well.

only……

Ye Wanqiu carefully looked at those embroidery patterns several times, feeling dazed and suspicious:

Why does the embroidery on this cloak look exactly like my own?

You must know that everyone who is familiar with embroidery has his own embroidery methods and characteristics. Whether an embroidery is made by himself or not, he can tell at a glance.The traces of minutiae cannot be faked. Embroidery art, like handwriting, is a reflection of a person's personality, and there is always a difference even if it is a superb imitation.

However, Ye Wanqiu couldn't find any difference between the embroidery on this cloak and her own embroidery, all the details were consistent enough to make her hair stand on end.

But that's not what she did.Because the owner of this cloak is the third prince Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui in the God Realm, of course his clothes cannot have anything to do with Ye Wanqiu, this is common sense.

So, maybe it's just that the person who made him this cloak happened to have the same embroidery skills and habits as himself.

This is the only way to explain it.

But, can someone really be able to achieve exactly the same embroidery skills as another person, exactly?What a coincidence, this is simply copied by a machine.

While Ye Wanqiu was distracted while grabbing the cloak in his hand, the door suddenly opened.The cool morning wind blows in with scattered soft white petals, the lotus fragrance fills the room, and the light and shadow dance.It was no longer raining outside, but the weather was still gloomy, and the thick clouds covering the top of the sky had also faded from lead ash.The white mist evaporated everywhere, and the sunlight was as clear as ice, with a very faint blue shadow.

The temperature here is really much cooler than outside, as if frozen in the most comfortable season of mid-spring.

Nezha, dressed in red and silver armor, walked in, put some breakfast in his hand on the table, stretched out his hand to loosen the knot around his neck, and the bright red flaming cloak fell into his arms, and was caught by him. Raise your hand and hang it on the wooden floor hanger beside you.

"Let's eat while it's hot." As he said, he glanced at a slightly damaged corner of the cloak and a few cracked silk threads on it, and couldn't help frowning, his eyes were covered with a layer of sharp dark precipitation.

Ye Wanqiu turned her head and stared at him blankly, as if seeing the image of the god that she had embroidered two months ago come to life, even though the embroidery was far less pleasing to the eye than his own appearance, it was true.It has always been easy to embroider the shape and difficult to embroider the spirit, the ancients really did not deceive me.

However, Ye Wanqiu still felt unreal and unbelievable when he thought about who the person standing in front of him was.It seems that after one night, her endurance has not improved much.

But then again, why did she fall asleep here last night?She can still fall asleep after suffering such a big shock, should she be proud of the quality of her steel sleep?

"What's the matter?" Sensing Ye Wanqiu's gaze, Nezha tilted his head slightly, and asked with his dark and clear eyes turned to the long, narrow and upturned eyes.

From the corner of his forehead to the end of his eyes, there are bright red fire lotus lines, which make his overly delicate and neutral appearance look fierce and glamorous.

"Ah, sorry, I accidentally fell asleep last night..."

"It's okay, let's eat first."

Ye Wanqiu hesitated for a while, but finally heeded his words and got up and sat down at the table.Perhaps because of the influence of the environment in her hometown, and the fact that she has visited the young god of the third prince many times since she was a child, and that he has helped her a lot in school before, Ye Wanqiu subconsciously thinks that the other party is worthy. trust.It just takes time to fully accept the magical reality he told himself last night.

The breakfast is very simple and common, which Ye Wanqiu usually likes to eat.

When she picked up the chopsticks and looked at them, she couldn't help being stunned. She didn't know whether Nezha just bought these or something.

Seeing that the other party was still not moving, Nezha asked, "Is it not to your liking?"

"No, I was distracted just now. Thank you, Third Prince." Nezha frowned very quickly at her words, Third Prince, and then relaxed them again, giving a somewhat cold hum.

What kind of experience is it to sit at the same table face to face with a god?

Although Ye Wanqiu was the only one eating the whole meal, the pressure still interfered with her sense of taste.It was difficult for her to distinguish the taste of the food stuffed into her mouth, she just felt as if she was brazenly squatting in front of the golden statue in the main hall to boil a hot pot in the temple palace on Cuiping Mountain.

A feeling of retribution and shortened life.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu was choked up, and his pale face was dyed a faint red by the rushing blood.

Nezha clicked his tongue, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her. After watching her finish drinking, he slowly calmed down. He interrupted her unspoken thank you: "What are you thinking?"

"I..." Of course I was worried that my life might be shortened.Ye Wanqiu put down his water glass, decided to change the subject, his eyes fell on the cloak hanging on a wooden floor hanger beside him: "This embroidery..."

"Scratched." Nezha frowned, with a sharp and straightforward disgust in his expression, his tone was low and cold, as if he was talking about some animal, "by an unruly nightmare. "

So it's all right?Ye Wanqiu suddenly felt a little sympathy for that nightmare.She remembered that Nezha told her last night that many monsters and demons are not as powerful and free-wheeling as in human rumors and film and television dramas. They are more like a group of people with some special functions.And whether it is a demon or a demon, because they are subject to the constraints of heaven and the laws of the six realms, once they leave their own world, they will be weakened a lot, and they cannot interfere with the affairs of the human world at will.

The only ones who can come and go in most of the realms and keep their abilities intact are the gods, and they are protected by the incense of human beings.

"What did it do?"

"Hypnotized the entire town and let them kill each other to absorb the negative emotions of humans. For this kind of monsters, the fear that erupts when people are about to die is the best nourishment."

Well, it deserves no sympathy at all.

Ye Wanqiu twitched the corner of his mouth, seeing that Nezha's gaze had been lingering on the damaged part of the cloak, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were stained with gloomy gray.

"Third Prince, do you like this cloak very much?" She asked speculatively.Nezha moved his lips as if to say something, but in the end he just hummed.

Ye Wanqiu walked over, bent down and looked at it: "It's just some minor damage, it will be fine after removing the stitches and sewing a few more stitches." After finishing speaking, she tentatively suggested, "If you don't mind, I'll mend it for you ? I have been doing this since I was a child, and the craftsmanship is not bad."

"Okay." Nezha agreed briskly, reached out and took off the cloak and handed it to Ye Wanqiu, turned around to fetch the needle and thread, and opened the window to let in better light.

Like that cloak, the embroidery on this one is as good as his own handicraft.Ye Wanqiu felt weird and didn't ask any more questions, but quickly removed the damaged silk thread and embroidered new patterns on it, as if it had never been damaged.

Nezha was leaning against the window, watching her sitting on the stool with her head bowed and stitching the cloak in her hand carefully. From time to time, she habitually used the tip of the needle to pick up the slipped strands of hair and put them back behind her ears. They look exactly the same.

This is her, it must be, I will not admit my mistake.As early as when she was four years old, Nezha recognized her when Ye Zhilan carried her all the way to her temple and palace to pray for her life because of her illness.

In the past 14 years, he watched her grow up day by day, and she gradually became like the person he thought he would never see again, and she also had the ability to distinguish the difference between the fate of human beings and the creatures of the six worlds by relying on the sense of smell.

It's just that she clearly...

Nezha closed his eyes and frowned, suppressing the memory images that were brought up by his emotional fluctuations.

Wait a minute, Nezha himself has not figured out many things about her for so many years, not to mention that she is now returning in a human form with no memory.Seeing her reaction yesterday when she realized the true identities of the students around her due to the failure of the illusion, it is really not suitable to tell her these things now.

Anyway, he has already waited for more than 1000 years, so it doesn't matter if he waits a few more moments.

At least she's back, the years that were barren and lifeless were not meaningless.As long as she doesn't disappear suddenly like before this time.

"Okay." Ye Wanqiu cut off the tail thread, patted the cloak, and held the tail of the robe with one hand, "Take a look? If you don't like it, I'll change it."

"No need." He shook his head, "That's fine."

After putting the cloak back on, Nezha turned his head to look at her for a while, and sighed indistinctly, "I'll take you back to the dormitory."

"Thank you, Third Prince."

"Let's go."

After coming out of Sanfeng Palace, Ye Wanqiu thought they would walk back, but Nezha suddenly reached out to hold her hand, and flew straight into the air with a light touch.Before she could cry out, Nezha had already taken off the Huntian Ribbon that would automatically appear to protect the Lord as soon as he was in the air, and wrapped it around her body.The red gauze, as soft as a cloud of smoke, fluttered, shielding her from all the strong winds and covering her sight.

Her hands were tightly grasped, shaking all the time, as if she was extremely frightened, and when she was groping upwards, she accidentally touched the Qiankun circle that Nezha put on her hand like a gold bracelet.

This man... No, the temperature on this god's body is so cold, as if there is no blood flowing under the soft and white skin.Ye Wanqiu only felt like he had grasped the nephrite cold flowers in his hand, and there was a cold and delicate softness under his palm, the kind that could not be warmed by covering it.

According to the legend, the great god of the Santanhaihui was reborn as a lotus flower, so it is normal that he does not have the body temperature that a living creature should have, right?Ye Wanqiu guessed wildly.

Nezha reached out and hugged her in his arms, holding her hand in the palm of his right hand, his voice was still clear and steady even in the wind: "Don't be afraid."

They landed on the roof of the Nanyuan dormitory building, and when they landed, Ye Wanqiu felt like he was covered in cold sweat.

The moment Nezha let go of her, Huntian Ling also floated away automatically, lingering back to his body.The extremely thin layer of gauze is just floating harmlessly and softly in the air, but it almost reflects the deep clouds above the head, as if the rays of light are overwhelming, burning clouds piercing the sky.

"I have other things, you take a break and get ready for class."

"Thank you, Third Prince."

"You don't have to thank me so many times."

Did she say it many times?Ye Wanqiu recalled that his brain, which had been forced to accept too much information since yesterday afternoon, could not give a very clear concept, but felt that since he received help, he should thank him, which is basic courtesy.

Before she could answer, Nezha had already left, and before leaving, he said, "Come to me if you need anything."

So, are the gods so responsive to their believers?She thought that only the gods in Hindu mythology could do this.

But strictly speaking, she is not a die-hard fan of this young god, at most she is an entry-level one.

Ye Wanqiu blankly looked up at the crimson sky above his head, stretched out his hands to press his black hair that was blown tousled by the wind, and touched his neck, suddenly remembered a joke he made with Zhang Fangfang when he was at home during the summer vacation before because of the white cat.

At that time, Ye Wanqiu said that if this great god of the Santan Haihui really wanted to hold a lottery to give away cats to all the children who adopted him for safety, it would not be his turn.Unless it is an Excel spreadsheet software, you can use shortcut keys to query keywords in rows and columns.

From this point of view, he might really have this function.

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Once again came to Xiangxi Town, hundreds of kilometers away from Yicheng.

Here is a misty smoke filled with dark clouds.The gray-black clouds gathered and oppressed in the low sky, shrinking and whirling, like some living creature crawling on the dome to breathe.The light was crushed by overlapping shadows, becoming chaotic and fragile, and everything was covered by a dark blue shadow like moss.It was supposed to be broad daylight when the sun was rising, but the place was so drowsy that it seemed that it was about to enter the night.

Ajun stood on the top of the tallest bell tower in the town, her long hair as thick as seaweed was scattered in the long wind, and there were a few particularly conspicuous and distinct strands of white hair mixed in the pitch black.She is tall and slender, wearing a long windbreaker that is so black that there is no decoration, and her appearance is extremely beautiful. When you look at it from a distance, you always feel like a flexible flower dancing in the wind.

After listening to the reports of several earth immortals, Ajun raised his hand, indicating that they can leave.

Farther away, there was a faint rumbling sound and a blood-thick monster aura rolling, condensing, and spreading over like mountains and seas.Ah Jun narrowed his eyes, his plump lips curled up slightly, and a burst of golden light rose from his raised hand, as brilliant as a thousand suns falling.

A delicate and sharp dagger appeared in her hand, and she commanded it to gallop forward, tearing apart the barrier formed by the condensed monster energy like a bamboo, piercing the heart of every monster trying to resist with precision and fierceness.The dagger refined by the sun's radiance can break through all evil obstacles, and soon, the stale air in the air dissipated a lot, and wisps of weak sunlight gradually penetrated the clouds and shone down.

The dagger whirled, surrounded by fierce pure Yang golden flames, and wherever it went, the group of monsters retreated in panic.

Gradually, the miasma in the distance also evaporated under the roasting of the golden flames, revealing a huge bluestone gate reaching the sky.The giant door has been opened by a third, and behind it is the deeper darkness and the eyes of countless dormant monsters. The blue-black monster smoke is continuously surging out, as vast and majestic as if it wants to swallow the world.

That is the gate to the demon realm, which should have been closed forever, but now it is opened.This is no longer an exception. Ever since thousands of years ago, cracks appeared in the fate that governs the six worlds, and it happened to appear on the side that governs the human world. Creatures in the demon and demon realms have been eagerly thinking To infiltrate and occupy here.Affected by the disintegration and imbalance of the fate, their original world no longer has enough aura and life to support them, and they must expand outward if they want to survive.

The world is the best and only choice.

However, the rise and fall of the human world has a direct stake in the God Realm and the Underworld, and the Hades belong to the God Realm, so the human world has been in peace under the maintenance of these two realms.

It's just that these abnormalities seem to be more and more frequent recently.

In the beginning, the only gate to the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm was Yicheng University, but now it has gradually differentiated into others. I really don't know what will happen in the future.

When Ah Jun retracted the dagger, a scalp-numbing roar came from behind the huge bluestone gate, and the powerful demonic force that was stirred up directly shattered the nearby earth immortals and loose spirits.

The dagger flew back to Ah Jun's side and twirled, and the pale golden knife was glowing with a clearly visible red.

It seems that what came out this time was a difficult thing.

Following the impact of this monster force, Shao Lan retreated to Ajun's side, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her clear face showed no expression, as if she didn't feel pain: "They are smarter than before, they will come with plans and steps. The spirit-devouring demon who swallowed the God-gathering Orb last time was just a vanguard, it diverted our attention and covered up the existence of this new gate, which is why it made us so troublesome this time."

"It's rare, they can actually think with their brains." Ah Jun nodded, and stretched out his hands to brush away the long black and white hair blowing in front of his eyes, with elegant and charming movements.

A pair of beast's sharp claws protruded from the inside of the door, grabbing the edge of the giant door, trying to break it open from the inside out.It gradually broke free halfway from the endless desolate land behind the door, carrying a frenzied and powerful demon power overwhelming.Ah Jun and Shao Lan finally saw clearly that it was Zhu Yan, a war beast with a white head and a red body that looked like a great ape.

Ajun let out a moan, and directed the dagger in circles with his pale fingertips: "It turned out to be Zhu Yan. The environment in this demon domain is so bad that even monsters of this level have been forced out."

"Zhu Yan is not easy to deal with, we have to be more careful." Shao Lan stared at it.

After finishing speaking, the two of them immediately dodged and left the spot, outflanking the beast Zhu Yan who hadn't completely broken free.

Even though he was only halfway out and his movements were extremely restricted, Zhu Yan's ferocity and terrifying destructive power were still shocking.Ordinary monsters would turn into ashes as soon as they touched the sun's glow on Ah Jun's dagger, but when it scratched Zhu Yan's body, it couldn't cause any fatal damage to it.

After Ah Jun realized this, he immediately changed his strategy and used a dagger to weaken the layer of deep evil spirit protecting Zhu Yan's body layer by layer.As long as this protective cover is broken, Zhu Yan's defense will drop a lot.

The golden sun's radiance spread out, stabbing Zhu Yan's protective cover one by one, and Shao Lan was responsible for dragging it back to the gate of the demon realm with all his strength.It's a pity that Zhu Yan, who went crazy, quickly threw her off her back, and even knocked Ajun who was beside him a few meters away.

"Tsk, it's still tough." Ah Jun stared at it displeased.

"careful!"

As soon as Shao Lan at the side stood firm, she saw a cloud of purple light brewing and bursting out from Zhu Yan's mouth, and it rushed straight towards Ah Jun's direction through the cover of the demon fog.The sun dagger spun around to block its master, bursting out dazzling golden light to resist.The two forces collided and fought together, and the powerful waves razed all the buildings and forests on both sides to the ground, and the eyes were full of chaos.

At this time, the sky suddenly changed color, as if someone knocked over a bottle of bright red ink and poured it down.The town, which was still gray and blue just now, was instantly replaced by a gorgeous red. This color seemed to have warmth, and burned all the monsters that fled to the midair following the appearance of Zhu Yan into nothingness.The red cloud rolled, setting off waves that were as golden as a sharp edge.

"Hey, look who's here." The smoke and dust dispersed, and Ah Jun, who was not injured, raised his hand to pat the ashes on the windbreaker, and whistled playfully.

The golden red light gathers in mid-air, spins and explodes to form a flaming red lotus condensed with scorching brilliance, and every scattered spark is a small lotus petal flying down, turning into an extremely sharp lotus when seeing a demon The blade tore them apart.

The young deity floating in the center of the vortex looked down at Zhu Yan, the fierce beast struggling at the gate of the demon realm, raised his wrist to sacrifice the circle of heaven and earth, and threw it towards its forehead between the eyebrows.The strong impact caused Zhu Yan to be knocked back a few steps into the giant gate, and at the same time, its demon nature was completely enraged.

"Looks like we still have to break its protective cover." As he spoke, Ah Jun, who had turned back into the real Phoenix body, hovered over its head while Zhu Yan was restrained by Nezha. swoop down.The invincible dagger found a tiny crack as a breakthrough, and slammed it open.

The moment the protective cover was broken, Nezha quickly threw out Huntian Ling and pulled Ajun out of the range of the demon power collapse.The golden rune seals appeared around him, becoming clearer and more dazzling.The juvenile killing god in the red lotus of karma showed six arms, his originally black eyes were covered with a layer of cold and sharp deep gold, and there was a little bright red between his brows, urging the wind fire wheel to use the real fire of samadhi as the boundary, trapping Zhu Yan in the Can't move between square inches.The circle of heaven and earth circling back split into countless bodies in an instant, the golden circle trailed like a meteor, and together with the scorching fire rain all over the sky, they threw all of them towards Zhu Yan.

Ah Jun regained his human body and stood aside, watching Nezha forcefully force Zhu Yan back into the gate of the Demon Realm in an extremely brutal way, without panting or pausing at all.

It can be seen from this that the consciousness of human beings is still very good.At least when Ah Jun first heard the phrase "the most charming is always the most dangerous", the first thing that flashed in his mind was Nezha's overly beautiful and always murderous face.Of course, there were several other people who flashed past, and each one was more sinister and black-bellied old monster.

In comparison, Nezha is pretty good...

However, when she was young and didn't know the beauty was fierce, she still sincerely regarded Nezha as a beautiful and weak girl who needed her protection.

It hurts to think about it.

It wasn't until the gate was re-sealed by the god seal and disappeared into the air that Nezha withdrew his six-armed face, called back the Qiankun circle and Fenghuolun to the ground.

Shao Lan walked up to him and bowed on one knee: "Third Prince."

"How is the news here?" Nezha asked.

"Same as before, everything has been blocked." Shao Lan replied.

"it is good."

"I thought you wouldn't be able to come." Ah Jun squinted his eyes and smiled, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of flamboyant beauty, "I heard that you brought a little girl back to Sanfeng Palace last night? I was thinking, No matter what, I won't be able to see you until noon. Unexpectedly, I did not expect that the third prince is as always, vigorous and decisive, and quick to win the battle! But as a sister, I still have to remind you, man, sometimes you still can't be too fast. "

Nezha stared at her expressionlessly, the shadow cast by his eyelashes on the bottom of his deep golden eyes was frighteningly thick: "If you want to fight, just say so, I happen to be free."

"Why are you still so angry when you get up early in the morning? It shouldn't be." Ah Jun pretended to be contemplative, and when he saw the other party seeming to raise his hand, he immediately avoided it briskly, "Hey! Children can't fight with adults!"

"Need I remind you that you are three hundred years younger than me?"

"Age is meaningless to us Protoss. Appearance is everything! According to human cognition, you should still be in high school when you look like this... You have agreed not to do anything, so take it back!"

"I never said that, shut up!"

Ajun shook his head and continued fearlessly: "Don't be so irritable, you have to believe that high school students have the charm of high school students, and the little girls nowadays are still very fond of this kind of trick..."

Nezha frowned and gouged her, and began to seriously consider whether to let her know the truth about the dagger in her hand.It would be a good way to get her to shut up.

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