Chinese Almanac Master Chapter 79:

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The path of the New Year’s Eve Extinguishing Demons, Xiao Nanzhu can still recall the scene when he and Hua Chao broke into the underground palace at that time. Although it happened to have more elements, it was a bit dark after thinking about it carefully. Mingzhong had a destined meaning. Afterwards, although he gradually learned the origin of the ancient writing and his own life experience, he was at a loss as to why the painting appeared there. The only ancient writing expert who promised to give him an answer Since Lao Yang entered the mountainous area of ​​Province C, there has been no news, and apart from the inscription of the line with the New Year’s Eve Extinguishing Demons, this painting has no clues that Xiao Nanzhu can grasp, and even on New Year’s Eve he can’t give it. He has any answers.

"New Year's Eve Extinguish the Devil..."

I don’t know how many times I have personally opened this scroll. I can say that Xiao Nanzhu knows everything that this painting depicts. This is not only because he always knows why this painting is related to the calendar and even the black dragon. The Ji clan’s treasures were placed together and curious, because he actually vaguely suspected that it had something to do with the New Year’s Eve itself, but after studying so many times, he didn’t find anything wrong, but just now Gu Yu Talking to him, he accidentally knocked the scroll that was placed on the bookshelf to the ground, and looking at the slightly awkward angle from above, Xiao Nanzhu saw the unfolded scroll at first sight, but felt that it was not There was a slight discrepancy when he first saw it.

The fire-like **** in red has the same back to thousands of creatures, his palms and cheeks are still blood and dirty, and the evil monsters in front of him are also evil. Previously, Xiao Nanzhu was only used on New Year’s Eve to protect those affected by disasters. Will resolutely stand in front of them regardless of his own safety, but when Xiao Nanzhu couldn't help squinting his eyes, and at the same time dropped his fingers on the **** and terrifying picture scroll, he suddenly realized Perhaps I understood the painting from a subjective point of view, but selectively did not pay attention to the details that could be called weird and suspicious.

As far as I can see, although the evil monster has a terrifying face and flares his teeth and claws, his eyes never fall on New Year’s Eve from beginning to end. On the other hand, New Year’s Eve is covered in blood and a strange body, and the plain white palms are even more beautiful. The red sleeves stretched out and made a strange gesture in the direction of the evil spirit, and looking at the thousands of creatures under the clouds, the expressions on their faces were not so much fear and pain, but mixed. There was a kind of hatred and hatred over fear. As for whom this hatred, hatred and even fear was for, when Xiao Nanzhu, who had a bad feeling in his heart, looked at the line of inscriptions over there, he finally knew that he had been ignored before. What is the thing.

Because he preconceived that New Year’s Eve was the one who killed the evil spirits, and added the words on the inscription, he always thought that this was a picture depicting the killing of evil evil spirits and protecting living creatures on New Year’s Eve. How to disconnect and just say, the scene in front of him was enough to make Xiao Nanzhu suddenly wake up, and in an instant, he immediately thought of the day after he translated the last volume of the calendar together with Ji Zai that day What happened.

The last volume of the Calendar of Classics, it is the story of Huangdi Xuanyuan’s creation of the first Lishen in the yellow calendar. Because the Classics of Calendar were compiled by the descendants of the Yellow Emperor and later Peng Zu, many stories themselves are not clear. Textual research, but because Ji Zai himself was very curious about the story of their ancestors at that time, Xiao Nanzhu rummaged him when he was bored, and after such a rummage, he found the first person born out of the calendar. The life deeds of the paper gods.

The Yellow Emperor created the yellow calendar. The earliest one was just a calendar that recorded the yin and yang turnover, the eight hexagrams, and the five elements. Therefore, its effectiveness was limited. One day when the Huang Emperor saw a wizard from the clan draw portraits on linen animal skins as a sacrifice, he Sufa Weixiang also made such a sacrifice, because Huangdi was born to be good at calligraphy and humanities, and has the ability to express the beauty of the world and the beauty of the world. When the cinnabar outlines the human form on the linen, a bright and beautiful like the sun The gods were born.

That day on the calendar became the name of the god. The Yellow Emperor gave him the silk robe spit out by the **** silkworm and the brocade woven from the feathers of the sky bird. It also gave him everything that makes people jealous. Because this **** was powerful and perfect, the people of the ancient clan worshiped him, offered sacrifices to him, and served him with the best food. But one day, the **** created by the Yellow Emperor himself was infected with violent and vicious evil. , Became a bloodthirsty monster, and his final ending was beheaded by the Yellow Emperor himself.

If it was before, Xiao Nanzhu might not have taken this story to heart, but after experiencing the death and resurrection of the Shangsi Festival, he knew that although the Lishen would also die, the new gods also Born out of the dead gods, and the most important thing is that the first born calendar **** recorded in the calendar scripture has a special name, contact this picture scroll that is in the hands of Xiao Nanzhu at this moment...

"Master Li...what happened to you?"

Gu Yu stared at him suspiciously, with a slightly cramped face on his handsome face, obviously he could see that Xiao Nanzhu's mood was not right at the moment. However, he was still amiable with himself before, and he suddenly became angry with himself for a while without reason, and Xiao Nanzhu, who had a gloomy face, was suddenly awakened after being called out by Gu Yu, and it took him a while to slow down the scroll. He put it away and put it back on the bookshelf, and stood up further.

"It's okay, you can take this thing and read it yourself, and ask me if you have any questions."

His throat tightened inexplicably, Xiao Nanzhu whispered to Gu Yu like this, but his face did not improve. Gu Yu originally wanted to say something with Xiao Nanzhu, but at this moment he could only say nothing. Holding this ancient calendar book, he nodded and returned to the almanac. When the golden light flashed, the female calendar **** was gone, and Xiao Nanzhu was the only one in front of the bookshelf. After standing alone for a while, he scrolled the picture. The scroll opened again, but this time he didn't say a word for a long time.

A kind of unprovoked irritability began to envelope his heart. He had rarely had this kind of emotion before, but it was about New Year’s Eve. He inevitably got confused. The fingers of his hand holding the scroll started to feel overstretched. Bai, when he thought of the previous New Year's Eve that he kept telling himself that he didn't know the origin of this painting, he actually had a bit of coldness in his heart that he couldn't tell.

"New Year's Eve——New Year's Eve——"

I called the name of New Year’s Eve twice in succession, but there was no response in the almanac. Xiao Nanzhu knew that if there were no accidents, he would definitely come out to see himself on New Year’s Eve quickly according to the usual situation, but today it is obvious that this calendar teacher Not at home, but after thinking about it, Xiao Nanzhu immediately called out again,

"Cold Food——"

Suddenly raised his tone, Xiao Nanzhu knew that the other gods in the calendar would come out immediately once they heard his call, but as expected, after his voice fell, a white-haired calendar **** in black clothes appeared. In front of him, it seemed that he had never thought that Xiao Nanzhu would call himself out suddenly. Han Shi was obviously in a hurry. When he saw Xiao Nanzhu looking at him with an unclear expression, Han Shi suddenly felt a little ominous in his heart. Hunch.

"Where did you go on New Year's Eve?"

Xiao Nanzhu’s tone was obviously not quite right. Han Shi was a bit hesitant when he heard the words. Should he tell Xiao Nanzhu what he knew. After all, New Year’s Eve had something to say before, so he didn’t talk to Xiao Nanzhu like this. Great, but looking at his own calendar teacher, it is obvious that he is not in a good mood, Han Shi hesitated for a moment before he said in a deep voice,

"I went to Binjiang Road with him the night before, where some new monster appeared after the snake mother somehow, something seemed to emerge suddenly, and we don’t know what it is. It was okay at the time, but as soon as it hit the black sewage, it was immediately infected with evil and became a little abnormal... These days he told us not to tell you, that we will find out, so... "

"He is now infected with evil again?"

The voice fell a bit unconsciously. Xiao Nanzhu originally thought about the things in the picture scroll, but now he only heard this thing in his ears. Han Shi seemed to think of Xiao Nan that he said to himself before New Year’s Eve. Zhu was very disliked by what he said, so he didn't want any misunderstanding between the two of them, so he pursed his lips and hurriedly explained.

"At that time, the evil spirit was stopped in time on New Year's Eve, so he didn't make a big mess. He has always had this problem, and this time I think there will be no big thing..."

In the middle of the talk, Han Shi stopped talking, because he obviously felt that Xiao Nanzhu’s face had become more and more ugly. He did not understand why the man in front of him suddenly made such a fire, and soon Xiao Nanzhu Nan Zhu suddenly shouted in a deep voice against the calendar hanging on one wall,

"A year! Come out!"

……

The night is like water, and through the hazy fog, the red-robed New Year's Eve is standing in the darkness.

There is no A-nian and no one beside him, but the severe pain is still surging from his heart and lungs, which disturbs his heart.

Unfortunately, there is no cure for this kind of pain. Even though this kind of pain has entangled him for thousands of years, he still felt a deep pain, and the only person who could bring short-term comfort on New Year's Eve at this moment cannot see him.

"Li Shi..."

I chanted the name unconsciously in his mouth. On New Year’s Eve with his head down, he unexpectedly felt that some unspeakable sweetness suddenly grew between his lips and tongue that had been glowing with bitterness, which made him want to pull the corners of his lips and whisper. He raised a smile, but soon when he raised his head again, a ghastly twisted but extremely gorgeous face appeared in the night.

"Come out."

The cold tone is more terrifying than usual on New Year’s Eve. He just stood alone on this towering steel-framed bridge and stared at the dark river underneath, obviously he didn’t care about anything that would hurt him. Things, this is why, as a calendar god, Han Shi Qingming and even many calendar gods dare not offend or defied the meaning of New Year’s Eve, but at this moment, when it is said that he is infected with evil, it is obviously not the same as usual. When the riverside that evoked his nightmare once again, he finally remembered that when he and Han Shi came here to check the situation that night, the things he saw that looked like hallucinations did not seem to be hallucinations.

"Are you finally willing to come to see me? With everyone behind your back, you are afraid that others will know your secret, right..."

In the thick black fog, the riverside river that had already recovered its calm loomed out. On New Year’s Eve, he looked at the surging river with a cold expression, but he couldn’t tell what it was. This was the first time he encountered this situation. So it was inevitable to be somewhat alert and impatient, and soon the large black and smelly sewage suddenly became a mirror that could reflect things, mapping out some strange images that I almost forgot on New Year's Eve.

"They all blame me, it's all my fault... it's all my fault... right..."

The blush turned into clearly visible tears of blood. The thin, red-clothed boy's eyes were flushed, and the tails of his eyes seemed to be bright petals wet by rain. He tried hard to hug his cold body tightly, as if he wanted him Don't go on, but in the end he just couldn't help but smiled tremblingly, and after twisting his palms and squeezing tightly, the boy in red, who was pale as a paper, grinned with **** teeth. Laughed.

"My name is Xi, and the Xuanyuan family keeps saying that they want to exterminate demons on New Year’s Eve. What will be eliminated is the demon that is harmful to people. Then I will slaughter his entire China, so that he has no chance to destroy me. ...Is it good?"