Chinese Almanac Master

At the end of the night, the night of Zhongyuan Festival ushered in the morning sun after all the ghosts were driven back to the underworld.

The ghosts who can only return to the world once in many years to see their family members seem very sad, but the distance between life and death runs between humans and ghosts, and even gods cannot change it.

Zhongyuan and Hanyi disappeared for a long time in the middle of the night. Xiao Nanzhu and the others considered their safety and planned to search separately. When they were first found by following the traces left behind on New Year's Eve, Zhongyuan He happened to be wearing cold clothes that were unconscious on his back and was about to find them for a round.

Zhongyuan didn't seem to have any serious problems, his clothes and hair were not even a mess, but the cold clothes were only wrapped in a half-damaged half-gray cloak, and he looked very embarrassed with no consciousness at all.

Seeing this on New Year's Eve, I was a little concerned, so naturally I immediately took Han Yi and Zhong Yuan to find Xiao Nanzhu who was still wandering around the city together, and when Xiao Nanzhu saw Han Yi's appearance, he didn't bother to look at Han Yi's injuries , Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and said something with a half-smile.

"Hey, Han Yi is doing this like losing his body. Could it be that he ran into some fierce female ghost just now?"

"..."

When Qingming and Shangsi heard this, they immediately shifted their gazes to Hanyi, but it was okay if Xiao Nanzhu didn't say anything, even they felt that Hanyi looked weird.

Standing on the side and hearing this, Zhongyuan Jie glanced at the gibberish calendar teacher expressionlessly, but his eyes on Han Yi's body tightened unconsciously.

His eyes are still as calm as before, but only Zhongyuan himself knows that he can no longer feel indifferent to the existence of Hanyi. Eyes, he can't forget them for a long time.

……

Back in his calendar that night, Zhongyuan, dressed in desolate black, knelt on the futon and meditated for the whole night facing the god statue in front of him.

The benevolent Buddha looked at him with all-seeing eyes, and Zhongyuan, who had already taken off his mask, lowered his head and remained silent, revealing the scars on his face.

He looked like an immovable porcelain figure, but the string of nanmu beads that had been hanging on his hand had been torn off and fell to the ground. In the end, he stood up and knelt with his palms together for a long time in front of the Buddha, whom he had entrusted all his beliefs in.

"Zhongyuan? What's the matter?"

Since just now, he has been leaning against his calendar paper and looking carefully at the Nian Beast pendant that Xiao Nanzhu gave him before. Xiao Nanzhu was taking a bath outside at this time, and the New Year's Eve, who had nothing to do, was sitting here looking at the Nian Beast pendant. .

He originally had a very cold personality, but when he thought that this was a token of love from his family calendar teacher, he felt that honey was about to seep out of his heart.

This kind of mind like a teenager didn't even have it when he was young, let alone after.

So when he felt Zhongyuan's existence and subconsciously put away his things, there was still a trace of emotion on our New Year's Eve gentleman's always pale and tired face. Seeing this, Zhongyuan paused first, his whole body dignified. The breath also made New Year's Eve look at him more. After pulling away his dark clothes and kneeling down on one knee, the voice of the black-clothed and black-haired Li Shen slowly entered New Year's Eve's ears.

"Master, I have something to ask."

Zhongyuan has never called New Year's Eve a mentor since the Qing soldiers entered the customs at the end of Ming Dynasty. Now this sentence really surprised New Year's Eve. Zhongyuan was the only calendar god he accepted as a disciple. There is no way to do too much for him.

Thousands of years of national hatred and family hatred, historical changes have caused Zhongyuan to lose the name of the Yulan Festival, and the bottom of my heart has gradually become world-weary. Yuan may have disappeared many years ago, so at this moment Zhongyuan solemnly pulled out the Jiedao at his waist and raised his hands above his head, it looked as similar as when he was young, and for a while, the teacher who was a teacher on New Year's Eve Somewhat nostalgic, but just when he was wondering about Zhongyuan's true purpose, Lishen in black had already opened his mouth first.

"I came here tonight because of a knot in my heart for many years... I was born as a paper soul and have no parents. Now I just want you to ask someone to marry me..."

——"... I implore my mentor to complete it."

……

After a whole day and night, Han Yijie finally woke up from his calendar with his soul damaged. With sore limbs, he staggered up from his bed, but fell back quickly, his mind was in chaos. Chaotic, but the memory of the previous night was vague, and he couldn't think of it no matter how he thought about it, but before his mind was completely clear, he saw at a glance that his Calendar God on the second day of October of the next day was holding a A stack of fried melon seeds sat in front of him.

"What are you doing here..."

Han Yi usually has a bad temper. Although he lived behind him on the second day of October, the two of them are not very familiar with each other. It seems that they have been sitting here for a long time on the second day of October, and there are still melon seeds on their lips. It's quite two.

This was a bit unbearable for Han Yi, who has always been reluctant to be offended by others, so he just avoided it in disgust. After wiping his mouth on the second day of October, he rolled his eyes and replied , "Tsk tsk, do you think I want to be here... Didn't the calendar master say that you are a wounded person and let me watch you wake up here..."

"Thank you, so can you go now?"

Hanyi's cactus-like irritating temper made October [-]nd annoyed and stood up with his melon seed dish in his mouth. He had always had a problem with Hanyi, and now he didn't want to say a word to him. up.

But on the second day of October, although he can't do anything to him usually, seeing that Han Yi was injured and unable to move, he naturally gained a lot of courage, so as soon as he couldn't hold back the calendar god, he put his waist down and gave Han Yi a hard look, then raised his voice Shouted, "What are you doing! Let me tell you, I can't stand you anymore, okay Hanyi! You practice knives next to me all day and night! From Monday to Sunday you have a day off Do you know that you are really a nuisance! Let’s not talk about me, the third, fourth, and fifth graders also have a lot of opinions on you, okay!!!”

"Say it again! When did I quarrel with you!"

Sitting up gloomyly, he said that he was about to raise his knife to kill this guy who had eaten the heart of a bear and a leopard. Han Yi usually used violence to solve all problems when he disagreed with him, so naturally he couldn't swallow this bad breath now.

But when he raised his hand and fumbled for the knife holder beside the bed to take out his Yanling knife, he found that the touch in his palm was a bit wrong, and when Han Yi moved his gloomy gaze away, he suddenly saw a knife It didn't belong to him at all, it clearly belonged to his mortal enemy's Buddha Heart Knife.

"Zhongyuan stuff... how come it's here with me?!"

As if he was about to be scalded, he sent the Jie Dao back to the knife rack. Han Yi's Yan Ling and Zhong Yuan put the Jie Dao in two positions, one up and one down, and they seemed to be a good match. Ugly retracting his pale palms into his sleeves to see his expression was a little startled, he rubbed the center of his brows with a headache after a while.

His mind is still in chaos. What happened between him and the Ghost Festival on the night of Ghost Festival is like a broken plank, and he can't put together a piece of it. I forgot, but seeing his ugly expression, I was quite surprised to look at him on the second day of October, and then said jokingly, "Why aren't you here? Isn't Zhong Yuanjun always asking you to marry me?" Isn’t this a keepsake? I personally delivered it on the morning of New Year’s Eve. Oh, so I said it’s better now. No one discriminates. I really don’t have any opinion on the matter of you being together. I know, but I really didn't see what you two had before..."

Han Yi: "...I also... didn't see it (o#゜曲゜)o."

The second day of junior high school: "Oh, is that so... Then will you move to Zhong Yuanjun's place in the future (⊙v⊙)?"

Han Yi: "...Get lost."