Chinese Almanac Master Chapter 60: [One more]

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The bad idea that Xiao Nanzhu gave to Qingming will naturally not be adopted on Qingming Festival. After all, he is not a fool. Naturally, he will not casually be stimulated by Xiao Nanzhu and run to Hanshi to talk nonsense. The key is that the Ching Ming Festival will not be stupid enough to say anything like the nonsense of these third-rate calendars, so after rolling his eyes contemptuously, the Ching Ming Festival will directly reply with a cold hum.

"Do you think I'm going to be fooled? Only those with eye problems will look at you!"

The decisive appearance of the Qingming Festival made Xiao Nanzhu amused. He just said casually to play with Qingming, so naturally he didn't expect him to go and talk nonsense with Han Shi, but he said this. , Xiao Nanzhu still inevitably thought of a certain Lishen who had eye problems and the problem was quite serious, so he touched his chin and replied,

"Eh, how do you talk, what does it mean that people who see me have eye problems?"

"It's not easy to be able to see you. If there is such a blind person, please ask the calendar teacher to respect yourself!"

As soon as I finished saying this, I glanced at him disgustingly. Xiao Nanzhu laughed directly at the poisonous boy, shook his head and didn't bother to care about him, but waited until the end of the Qingming Festival at night. When he saw New Year’s Eve again, he still unavoidably thought of what Qingming said to him today. When he saw Xiao Nanzhu on New Year’s Eve, he found that his family calendar teacher seemed to be in a good mood today, with a smile on his mouth. Not to mention, even when I went to change the water for the Tai Sui in the bathtub, I hummed.

For this situation, the New Year’s Eve is naturally a bit unclear. So, he didn’t know what Xiao Nanzhu was happily there with, so his always cold expression seemed a little confused, but even if he was suspicious in his heart, he was still the same. As usual, I took a bath with Xiao Nanzhu and watched TV for a while. It just so happened that the Nian Beast, who hadn't seen him for many days, also came out with his master, but compared to before, this big guy developed less and less cute.

"Barking! Barking!!! Barking!!!"

The ears are a few decibels bigger than usual. If Xiao Nanzhu would have to dislike this clumsy big beast, but now this loves the house, so he has been inexplicably accommodating to the Nian Beast. And after starting to review CCTV’s previous Spring Festival Gala for the twenty-fifth time with New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu, who was about to memorize Teacher Zhao Benshan’s sketches, first yawned, and then showed some sleepy eyes.

"Are you sleepy, Master Li?"

Looking intently at the footage of the big flicker selling abductees being broadcast on TV, I usually look gloomy and terrifying on New Year’s Eve. In fact, there is something unknown, like watching CCTV’s Spring Festival Gala. Xiao Nanzhu's incomprehensible preferences, but in order to be able to take care of his emotions on New Year's Eve, Xiao Nanzhu always patiently accompanies him to watch. But you let him watch military programs for a while, news broadcasts are okay, watching this is almost killing him, and seeing him talking to himself on New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu held his chin and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's just that these things have been a bit tossing and tired recently, you can watch it for a while..."

Speaking like this, he fell on his knees on New Year’s Eve. Xiao Nanzhu was nestled like a large dog in the arms of the messy New Year’s Eve. His voice was drowsy. He frowned, and couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke Xiao Nanzhu's eyebrows, and after removing the black evil concealed in the center of Xiao Nanzhu's brows, he pulled up all the long black hair with a red rope, only revealing a pair of gorgeous The red-robed Lishen sighed,

"Tai Sui event calendar teacher, you should not be too anxious. Zhong Yuan has been letting the ghosts in your seat look for the lost method these few days. If it doesn't work, we will always have other ways. But the Mayor Li. On the other hand, you'd better find a Lishen and watch it first. The day of Tai Sui's recovery is coming soon. Maybe this mortal will suffer, and you don’t know what happened to the lock..."

Speaking like this, on New Year’s Eve, he took out the brass lock that Xiao Nanzhu hung around his neck, stroking the object stained with Xiao Nanzhu’s body temperature, he was also a little confused, but when he saw that there was something on it. After some familiar but unknown small print, his eyes sank on New Year’s Eve and then he said,

"This seems to be the same as the words on the painting..."

"Well, the same."

Nodding his head counted as an answer. Xiao Nanzhu knew that he didn’t like the inexplicable painting on New Year’s Eve and did not continue to diverge. At this moment, he could feel the cold body temperature of the man in red while lying on his body on New Year’s Eve. After I told them all of my gains on New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu pinched the lock in his palm and then frowned and said,

"I'm not sure what this is. If I am someone of unknown origin, how could I be picked up by my grandma? I can understand this word, then It must be someone who taught me when I was young and I remembered it, but who will remember things before five years old? How can I only remember this word and not remember what happened before?"

Xiao Nanzhu’s words were filled with deep doubts. He was a little thoughtful when listening to Xiao Nanzhu’s life and experience. He had never heard of Xiao Nanzhu’s life experience from his grandmother. After all, he had never heard of him before. Don't care about other people's affairs. But now he has a different relationship with Xiao Nanzhu, so he is naturally more concerned about this matter that may affect Xiao Nanzhu, and seeing that the lock that glows dark and shiny under the light is pinched by Xiao Nanzhu Behind his hands, the man in red suddenly said.

"Is this thing really made of animal bones?"

"Well, yes, but what kind of animal is made of steel?"

Hearing this, Xiao Nanzhu casually replied. He raised his eyes on New Year's Eve, but it was a bit meaningful. When he saw this, Xiao Nanzhu naturally knew that he probably thought of something to tell himself on New Year's Eve. I didn’t sell it. Guanzi pointedly pointed at the Nian Beast lying on the ground and sleeping on all fours, and then said,

"There were many strange and strange creatures in the past. There were many fierce beasts like Anian, many of which were authentic dragons and grandchildren, but the fierce beasts were flesh and blood. But there is one thing that was born like a cow's head, with double wings on the back. According to legend, he has eighty-one brothers, each with copper heads and iron foreheads, and the bones all over his body are like iron..."

"You mean..."

Listening to this familiar description in my ears, although Xiao Nanzhu has no culture, he has always heard the allusions of the battle of the deer. After all, as a descendant of Yan and Huang, anyone who knows a little should also know the story of Emperor Yan and Huang's battle with the devil.

It is said that the demon **** is the leader of the Jiuli tribe. Because of his bravery and good fighting ability, he is regarded as the master of war. Legend has it that the Demon God has a face like an ox head and two wings on his back. He is the leader of the Niu Totem and Bird Totem clan. He has 81 brothers, all with copper heads and iron foreheads, eight arms, nine toes, and all of them are extraordinary.

About five thousand years ago, the Demon God fought a war with the earliest Yanhuang tribe. The Demon God died in battle. Most of its tribes merged into the Yanhuang tribe, forming the later Huaxia tribe. The head of the Huaxia tribe took down the Demon God. The heads were knocked open as decoration, and some tribes that were not integrated into the Yanhuang Group formed the earliest subjects of ethnic minorities such as the Miao.

This mythical story can basically be said to be a household name, so when I heard that on New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu also immediately remembered it. When connected with the character Ji on the lock, I always felt a little absurd Xiao Nanzhu. I looked at the metal-like thing in my eyes with some complicated eyes, and it took a while before I spoke in disbelief,

"You mean...this thing is made of Chi You's bones?"

"It's hard to tell... it's just a guess."

Fucked his brows and replied like this. New Year’s Eve itself is very clear about this aspect of history, so it can naturally answer Xiao Nanzhu’s questions, but he still has no idea whether the lock is made of Chi You’s skull. Give Xiao Nanzhu an answer. After all, he hasn't seen it with his own eyes. It's always hard to make a conclusion privately, and Xiao Nanzhu is actually a little uncertain about whether he is a minority.

The clear ethnic division in modern times began with the first census in 1953. Before that, there was actually no concept of how many ethnic groups there are. Because the traditional Chinese culture itself is quite complicated, whether it is religion or national culture, each has its own differences. Therefore, even after it is clearly divided into 56 ethnic groups, there are still many unidentified ethnic groups in the world. .

The Chuanqing ethnic group, which was identified in 2014, is such an existence. Before they were identified as a minority ethnic group, their ethnic group was always divided among some other ethnic minorities in Province G. However, if you trace the root cause, The Han who has the largest number of people in modern times cannot be counted as true Huaxia people, because the true Huaxia people have disappeared as early as in the continuous intermarriage and integration, so even now Xiao Nanzhu wants to figure out his own life experience. There were still many questions in front of him, and accompanied by such questions, the Cold Food Festival came immediately after the Qingming Festival.

Han Shijun also said at the beginning that it was originally the first festival in China, but it has evolved into this fiasco over several generations. His gradual decline has also made the Qingming Festival widely known. In comparison between the two, most people may have some psychological gaps, but Han Shijun is calm and supportive, and never cares about Qingming Festival too much. The reason for this is naturally very complicated. They have been trapped in the game for many years, and it is difficult to get out of it. However, the root cause is just a love word that makes people helpless. And for this, Han Shijun also It can be considered to account for every word of infatuation, dedication and deep affection.

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

The voice spoke softly like this, because he usually likes to eat cold food and cold water, so when Xiao Nanzhu saw Han Shijun, he felt that the **** was cold from the bottom of his feet, and he saw his head full of blooming hair like early winter After frost and snow, the run-down clothes looked like dead leaves in the wind, Xiao Nanzhu, who had suffered from Qingming this kid's day and had been exhausted yesterday, nodded and said that he had heard it.

"Hanshi, tell me honestly, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Cold Food: "⊙▽⊙"