Xiao Nanzhu's cold humor is naturally incomprehensible to Han Shi, who has always been an old-fashioned conservative, but this does not affect Han Shi's good impression of Xiao Nanzhu. Li Shi's impression is basically from Qingming and New Year's Eve, and apart from a few bad words about Qingming, what Han Shi hears most is all kinds of unilateral praises from the New Year's Eve to Xiao Nanzhu with strong personal feelings. Compliments and... nonsense.
"Master Li is a decent person and acts decisively, so he is naturally a top-notch character." "Well, Master Li is very good. If you see it with your own eyes, you will understand." How can you regret it?"
New Year's Eve Jun, who has always been cold and affectionate, seems to have changed his personality when he mentions this young mortal. With a serious look, he could only nod his head in agreement inexplicably. He didn't know that on New Year's Eve, he was so keen to praise Xiao Nanzhu because his own lover saw Xi Shi, so he was invisible in the eyes of Han Shi Jun. Nan Zhu has the impression of a very reliable and serious person, but when Han Shi came to work in person today, he felt that this thin, handsome man with an inexplicably evil temperament was really what he thought before... It's a bit of a mismatch. .
"Today is the Cold Food Festival, Master Li also please don't use open fire, there is disaster in the fire, be careful in everything."
"Oh, I can't see the fire... So I can't smoke this cigarette, right?"
He frowned and let out a whimper. Xiao Nanzhu, who had been addicted to smoking for thirty years, felt that his brain had started to ache when he heard Han Shi said that he couldn't see Martian seeds at home. After all, he had to drink cold water and eat cold rice all day. It's good to say, it's really a bit uncomfortable for him to not smoke for a day, but this black-clothed and white-haired Han Shijun has a monarchic dragon energy that is not scattered all over his body, and it is inexplicably deterrent when he speaks in such a serious manner with his eyebrows closed. In this situation, Xiao Nanzhu naturally couldn't ask for trouble, so he could only reluctantly pinch the cigarette in his mouth and hand in the lighter, and then pouted his lips very unhappily.
"If I don't smoke, I feel like I can't do this job well... tsk..."
Xiao Nanzhu's irritable appearance made Hanshi Festival speechless, but now he really wanted to ask himself on New Year's Eve, where the reliable and mature Xiao Nanzhu he was talking about went. In the end, he didn't say anything about the Cold Food Festival, because he soon found a basket of familiar paper cranes on the coffee table.
"Well, Qingming gave you a discount."
With a casual answer like this, Xiao Nanzhu, who was packing up and preparing to go out, noticed that Han Shi's expression was startled and then a little bitter, and seeing the white-haired man seemed to be stroking some extraordinarily precious treasure. With these yellow papers in the palm of his hand, Xiao Nanzhu clearly didn't know what was going on between him and Qingming, but he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the haggard man in front of him who seemed to disappear at any time.
"I have been guarding him for three thousand years..."
His voice was hoarse and murmured like this, Han Shi squeezed the paper crane in his hand and lowered his brows, not knowing what he was thinking, there was an indescribable helplessness in his tone, but what appeared in his mind was the beginning of his life many years ago. See Qingming.
At that time, Qingming was still a small child, so pitiful, so helpless, clutching the corner of his clothes and crying sadly, more sad and helpless than those mortals who had lost their loved ones.
The young man in cyan cloth looked at the mortals who were offering sacrifices to their relatives with red eyes. Seeing them crying or on the verge of despair, he couldn't help but feel the same way. It's a rare thing, but Qingming, who was born to see death, couldn't help crying along with those people.
"Han Shi, Han Shi, is that person dead? His wife was crying so sadly, it would be great if he could survive..."
Whenever Han Shi encounters such a situation, he will feel a little helpless, but as long as he gives him a little comfort, Qingming will rely on him like a chick who is afraid of the cold. This kind of dependence gives Han Shi an inexplicable feeling, and seeing With the clear eyes of Qingming, who was so close at hand, Lord Hanshi fell into the hands of the enemy for a while, and he never looked back for a thousand years.
"I see that Qingming Festival doesn't seem to have any ideas for you, otherwise why would you fold these things, you..."
Saying so, Xiao Nanzhu suddenly stopped, because he also showed an expression that he suddenly understood when he saw the dilapidated black robe on the Cold Food Festival. After all, as a calendar teacher, he naturally knows that once the stature of the calendar gods begins to be damaged, it also means that this traditional festival is likely to die out and a new calendar god will be born. For one thing, seeing the well-lived Cold Food Festival in front of him, Xiao Nanzhu really had a hard time imagining that one day Cold Food would really disappear into this world.
Han Shi's physical condition really doesn't look good. Over the years, uncommon festivals like his have become less and less known, and even some basic allusions and customs have become unknown. The overall decline of traditional culture is a major trend. Even though these disappearing cultures contain the most splendid civilization essence of ancient China, people are still forgetting them little by little. The last bit of traditional cultural power that remains in this Lishen will also be gone.
Thinking like this, Xiao Nanzhu's mood also became a little complicated. After all, he couldn't bear to see the decline of the Cold Food Festival, but Qingming, who looked smart, was actually very stupid. He regretted it when the festival was gone, and thinking of this, Xiao Nanzhu, who didn't really care about this kind of mess, also sighed and said to the pale Hanshijie,
"In the past, people used to celebrate the Cold Food Festival to take a break from fireworks and to warn safety. Nowadays, people generally use electricity and various new energy sources, so they have less reverence for fire, but this does not mean that your festival should disappear. You have the meaning of your existence... Besides, you have also seized the Qingming Festival to eliminate harm to the people..."
Saying this, Xiao Nanzhu noticed that Han Shi's expression was a little embarrassed. Knowing that he had heard his words, Xiao Nanzhu smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, so he patted Han Shi's shoulder in a familiar manner. After that, he rubbed his eyebrows and said,
"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 evil spirits, and asked you to help them to the community elementary school and so on. It’s definitely good to learn about fire prevention. You are on the Cold Food Festival. Who knows the horror of fire better than you, tell them the story of Jie Zitui and Chong’er, cherish life and stay away from fire…”
Xiao Nanzhu's words made Han Shijie glance at him helplessly. Knowing that he was also a man with half-hearted white hair and black clothes, he thanked Xiao Nanzhu gratefully. Xiao Nanzhu, who heard the words, waved his hand. Signaling no need, he forcibly restrained his addiction, then pointed to Tai Sui who was not in the bathtub yet, and said to Han Shi,
"No need to thank you, just do your own work. Today's Cold Food Festival, you know that dampness, yin and other things must be heavy. Yesterday on New Year's Eve, help me figure it out and say that Mayor Li may be killed today. What's wrong, so you watch carefully at home, don't let anything wrong near Tai Sui or let him have any changes, I heard from New Year's Eve that you have dealt with this thing before, if there is something wrong with him, you use it This holds him down..."
Saying so, Xiao Nanzhu unfolded a yellow calendar paper from between his fingers. Han Shi looked closely and saw a black dragon with a ferocious face and vivid appearance on the calendar paper, because dragons have been known as dragons many years ago. It was basically extinct, so Han Shi immediately showed a surprised expression. Seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu simply replied that he was dead and threw the calendar paper to Han Shi. The dead black dragon made this calendar paper, which is actually related to his conversation with New Year's Eve last night.
New Year's Eve is the eldest and most powerful Lishen in the old yellow calendar. Over the years, he has been able to continue like this, which shows his importance in traditional culture. Because of his own experience, he naturally understands a lot of things. And just yesterday, based on some current clues, he suggested that the lock of Xiao Nanzhu might be made of the skull of the Chiyou clan, Xiao Nanzhu simply decided that he could understand some strange characters and had an unknown origin in his hand. The booklet was told about New Year's Eve.
This booklet had been put away by Xiao Nanzhu along with that strange painting before, so I never had the chance to see it on New Year's Eve, but when I saw it this time, it showed a complicated look, because it was precisely him and Xiao The calendar that Nan Zhu mentioned contained the secret of the Yellow Emperor, but he didn't even know why he would know about New Year's Eve.
"On the day I was born, the Xuanyuan clan had already taken the black dragon to the sky. I don't know what my predecessor was. I only know that I was born to be called New Year's Eve. Because the cycle of the calendar was formed long before I was born, so customs and related allusions It was only gradually added by people of later generations... But I just remember this calendar inexplicably, and I can't even find the root cause."
The words of the god of red-clothed calendar made Xiao Nanzhu a little puzzled, and he felt a little bit more troubled about the current complicated situation. I really didn’t know much about what the booklet said. However, after guessing and arranging the words on the first few pages together with New Year’s Eve, Xiao Nanzhu unexpectedly discovered that the booklet mentioned a strange ancient technique. Law. Although the method was dazzlingly complicated, some important diagrams were a little blurry, and there were many uncommon words in the text, but with the help of New Year's Eve, Xiao Nanzhu still understood a piece of content, and taking advantage of this, Xiao Nanzhu actually The keel and dragon skin brought out from the underground palace were left on the paper in the form of another life.
"Tai Sui is a ferocious star, but the blessings of encountering dragons must also be dimmed. This black dragon calendar... You can keep it with Han Shi. Once Tai Sui changes, you will immediately call out the black dragon to suppress Tai Sui. Mayor Li's side With me, if it's inconvenient for you to call Qingming out, don't hold back, but don't call New Year's Eve, he doesn't need to worry about this..."
While arranging work for Han Shi like this, Xiao Nanzhu didn’t forget to give him a favor. When Han Shi heard the words and nodded, he asked him a little worriedly if he needed help. Hearing what he said, Xiao Nanzhu was also hooked. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, then nodded and shouted directly to the old Huang Li on the wall,
"Of course, how can we do without two professional bodyguards? They haven't come yet, eh, founding the party, building the army, are you two okay? Why are you so slow!! People are people!!"