Chinese Almanac Master Chapter 61: [One more]

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Xiao Nanzhu’s cold humor is naturally incomprehensible to the old-school and conservative Cold Food, but this does not affect Han Shi’s good perception of Xiao Nanzhu. After all, before seeing Xiao Nanzhu, Han Shi was very good at Xiao Nan. The impression of Zhu, the newly appointed teacher, basically comes from Qingming and New Year's Eve, and apart from a few bad things about Qingming and adding fuel and vinegar, what Hanshi hears most is all kinds of unilaterally from the New Year’s Eve, with strong personal feelings towards Xiao Nan. Candle's compliments and praise and... Hu blew.

"The Li teacher is decent and decisive, and he is naturally a top one." "Well, Li teacher is very good. If you see it with your own eyes, you will understand." "The Li Shen who can become a Li teacher is mine. Fortunately, how can I regret it?"

The New Year’s Eve, who is always cold and sentimental, mentioned this young mortal as if he had changed his personality. The Han Shijun with a lot of hair listened in confusion but always felt something strange, but look at the New Year’s Eve. The deputy was very serious, he could only nodded inexplicably in agreement. He didn't know that he was so keen to praise Xiao Nanzhu on New Year's Eve because his lover had Xi Shi in the eyes of his lover, so he was invisibly in the eyes of Han Shijun. After Xiao Nanzhu was the impression of a particularly reliable and serious person, and when Han Shi came to work in person today, I felt that this thin, handsome man with an inexplicable temperament was indeed the same as what he had thought before... I'm sorry.

"Today is the Cold Food Festival, please don’t use the open fire, please be careful about everything."

"Hey, you can't see the fire...so I can't smoke this cigarette, right?"

Twisting his eyebrows, there was a complaint in his mouth. Xiao Nanzhu, who has been obsessed with smoking for 30 years, felt that his brain was already aching when he heard Han Shi said that he couldn't see sparks at home. After all, he made him drink cold water all day long. It’s okay to say, it’s a bit uncomfortable to keep him from smoking for a day, but this black-clothed and white-haired Han Shijun has an unspoiled emperor’s dragon aura, and he is inexplicably shocking when he speaks with his eyebrows in a serious manner. So, seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu couldn't ask for trouble. He could only helplessly pinch the cigarette in his mouth and hand in the lighter, then curled his mouth unhappy.

"If you don't smoke, I feel like I can't do this job...tsk..."

Xiao Nanzhu’s irritable appearance made Hanshijie a little speechless. He now wants to ask himself on New Year’s Eve where the reliable and mature Xiao Nanzhu he said has gone. However, all these cold food festivals did not say anything in the end, because soon he found a basket of familiar paper cranes on the coffee table.

"Well, Qingming folded it for you."

Replied casually like this, Xiao Nanzhu, who was packing his things and preparing to go out, noticed that Han Shi’s expression was startled first and then showed a bit of bitterness, and seeing the white-haired man touching something extremely precious Treasures usually hold these yellow papers behind their palms. Xiao Nanzhu clearly doesn't know what is going on between him and Qingming, but suddenly he sympathizes with the haggard man who seems to disappear at any time.

"I have guarded him for three thousand years..."

His voice murmured in such a dry voice, Han Shi squeezed the paper crane in his hand and lowered his eyebrows. He didn’t know what he was thinking. There was an indescribable helplessness in his tone, but what appeared in his mind was years. He first saw Qingming before.

At that time, Qingming was still such a small child, so pitiful, so helpless, so sad that he was crying by the corners of his clothes, sad and helpless than those mortals who lost their loved ones .

The young Lishen in cyan cloth has red eyes looking at those mortals offering sacrifices to their relatives. Seeing them crying or dying of despair, they can’t help feeling empathy, obviously tears are coming to the man It's a rare thing, but Qingming, who is born to see no death, can't help crying with those people.

"Hanshi, Hanshi, is that person dead? His wife was so sad that he was crying, what if he could survive..."

Whenever you encounter this situation, Hanshi feels a little helpless, but as long as you give him a little comfort, Qingming will depend on him like a chilly chick. This dependence gives Hanshi an inexplicable feeling. And seeing the clear eyes of Qingming, who was close at hand, Han Shijun fell for a while, and he never looked back for the next thousand years.

"I think the Ching Ming Festival treats you, it's not like you have no idea at all, otherwise why fold these things, you..."

Speaking like this, Xiao Nanzhu stopped suddenly, because seeing the dilapidated black robe of the Hanshi Festival he also showed a little understanding. After all, as a calendar teacher, he naturally knows that once the figures of the calendar gods begin to be damaged, it also means that this traditional festival is likely to die out and a new calendar **** will be born, but he knows it is For one thing, seeing the good cold food festival in front of him, Xiao Nanzhu is really hard to imagine that one day the cold food will really disappear in this world.

Han Shi’s physical condition really doesn’t look very good. In recent years, uncommon festivals like him have become less and less known, and even some basic allusions and customs have become unknown. However, this overall decline of traditional culture is a general trend. Even though these disappearing cultures contain the essence of ancient Chinese civilization, but people still forget them a little bit, and once the cold food is like this Quietly disappeared, then the last remaining power of traditional culture in this calendar **** is gone.

Thinking about this, Xiao Nanzhu’s mood has become a little more complicated. After all, he can’t stand the decline of the Cold Food Festival, but this kid Qingming is actually very stupid when he looks at it. One day the cold food festival was gone, some he regretted it, and thinking of this, Xiao Nanzhu, who actually didn't care about this kind of mess, sighed and then opened his mouth to the cold food festival with a pale expression,

"In the past, people celebrated the Cold Food Festival to take a break from fireworks and to warn of safety. Nowadays, people generally use electricity and various new energy sources, so there is less awe of fire, but this does not mean you should be on this holiday. Disappear, you have the meaning of your existence... Besides, you have confiscated the Ching Ming Festival for the people..."

Speaking like this, Xiao Nanzhu noticed that Han Shi’s expression was a bit embarrassed, and Xiao Nanzhu who knew he had heard his words was also relieved with a smile, so he patted it in a familiar way Behind Hanshi’s shoulders, he rubbed his brows and then spoke,

"When this time is over, I will lead you to the city fire brigade and other places. Some time ago, a fireman came to me to drive away the fire evil and asked you to help them to the community elementary school. The knowledge of fire prevention in popular science like this is definitely good. You are in the cold food festival. Who knows the horror of fire better than you, tell them the story of meson push and heavy ear, cherish life and stay away from fire..."

Xiao Nanzhu's words made Hanshijie glance at him helplessly, knowing that he was also a white-haired and black-clothed man or he thanked Xiao Nanzhu with some gratitude. Xiao Nan who heard the words Zhu shook his hand to signal that he would not use it. He only restrained his addiction, and then pointed to Tai Sui, who was not in the bathtub yet, and said that he was rushing to the cold.

"Thank you, no need to do your own work. Today, during the Cold Food Festival, you also know that moisture and yin will be heavy. Yesterday, New Year’s Eve helped me calculate it and say that Mayor Li may be designated today. You are about to suffer, so you watch at home and don’t let anything that is wrong close to Tai Sui or make him move. I heard that you have dealt with this thing before on New Year’s Eve. If there is something wrong with him, Just use this to suppress him..."

Speaking like this, Xiao Nanzhu unfolded a yellow calendar paper from between his fingers, and Han Shi looked closely and saw that there was a hideous, vivid black dragon on the calendar paper, because dragons have existed for many years. It was basically extinct before, so Hanshi suddenly showed an expression of uncertainty. Xiao Nanzhu, who saw it, simply replied that he was dead and threw the calendar paper to Hanshi, and as to why he could change this from The dead black dragon in the underground palace made this calendar paper, which is actually related to his conversation with New Year's Eve last night.

New Year’s Eve is the oldest and most powerful calendar **** in the old yellow calendar. How many years he has been able to continue like this is enough to show his importance in traditional culture because of his own experience and what he understands. Naturally a lot, and just yesterday, based on some current clues, he suggested that Xiao Nanzhu’s lock might be made from the skull of the Chi You clan. Xiao Nanzhu simply made him understand some strange words and he still had a hand. The booklet of unknown origin was told about New Year’s Eve.

This booklet has been put away by Xiao Nanzhu with the strange painting before, so I never had a chance to see it on New Year’s Eve, but when I saw it this time, it showed a complicated look at the moment, because this is exactly what He and Xiao Nanzhu mentioned the calendar which contained the secrets of the Yellow Emperor, but he didn't even know the reason why he would know about New Year's Eve.

"On the day I was born, Xuanyuan had already returned to heaven by the black dragon. I don’t know what my predecessor was. I only know that I was born as New Year’s Eve. Because the cycle of the calendar was formed before I was born, so the customs And related allusions are only gradually added by later generations... But I remember this calendar sutra inexplicably, and I can't even find the root cause."

The words of Hongyi Lishen made Xiao Nanzhu a little puzzled, and his heart was even more troublesome about the current complicated situation, because Xiao Nanzhu could understand some of the words in the booklet and some could not understand. So in fact, I don’t know much about what is said in the booklet. However, after sorting out the text on the first few pages together with New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu unexpectedly discovered that there is a strange mention in this booklet. Ancient spells. Although the method is complicated and dazzling, some important illustrations are a bit vague, and there are many rare words in the text, but with the help of New Year's Eve, Xiao Nanzhu still understood a piece of content, and using this point, Xiao Nanzhu actually The dragon bones and dragon skins brought out from the underground palace were all left on paper in the form of another life.

"Tai Sui is a fierce star, but Fukuzawa who meets a dragon also has a dim brilliance. This black dragon calendar... you can keep the cold food. Once the Tai Sui changes, you will immediately call out the black dragon to suppress the Tai Sui, Li The mayor has me. If it’s not convenient for you, call Qingming out and don’t hold on, but don’t call New Year’s Eve. He doesn’t need to worry about this..."

Holding the cold food to arrange the work, Xiao Nanzhu still did not forget to give a hand to the public for private benefit, Han Shi nodded when he heard the words, but was a little worried and asked him if he needed a helper, and when he said that, Xiao Nan Zhu also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, then nodded and shouted directly at the old yellow calendar on the wall,

"Of course, how can you do without two professional bodyguards? They haven't come yet, eh, the party, the army, are you two alright!! Why are you so slow!!! People are people!!! "