Chinese Almanac Master

Blessings are usually inspired, as is the case with greetings at various festivals, and as long as you sincerely wish others peace and happiness or happiness, they generally generate positive forces.

This power is a blessing, to speak of contamination of the blessed through the mouth of a person and to dominate the future part of that person's fortune. The opposite side of it is the curse, which speaks maliciously obnoxious words from the mouth of man, and the consequent evil also affects the cursed man. This is what the old saying often means when the evil comes out of the mouth, so it is also a reason that older generations often teach younger generations not to be delusional.

However, due to the limited ability of ordinary human beings, the general display of the effects of bliss is not too obvious, and some people who are rich in their own bliss or full of malice, however, when these blessings are spoken out by the gods themselves as gods, the effects will certainly be different.

Take today's Spring Festival, because he is one of the 22 traditional festivals, it is irreplaceable that his divine power is very prominent in most calendar gods. Although this prominent Xiao Nan candle is not yet visible for the time being, when the child sincerely and sincerely sent those two sentences to Shi Tu Zhang's mother, the blessing moment from the gods was covered in an old man's house that didn't look very good, lighting up her grey tired face for a moment.

Stu Zhang, who had been watching beside him, never saw any change in his mother. On the contrary, when his mother stood up, she felt that her sour arms and legs had become more active. However, the average person would definitely not think more about it elsewhere. She thought that the medicine she had taken in the morning had worked and relieved herself. And so she thought, the gracious old lady couldn't bear to smile and touch the head of Spring Festival.

“Eh, baby's mouth is so sweet, Grandma heard this old arm leg doesn't hurt any more immediately, what do you want for lunch, Grandma do it... Eh, Zhang his dad, come out, what are you still doing in there? Ah Nam is here...”

His father also slowed out of the inner house. He also had 75 years this year. His mind was fine, but after seeing Xiao Nan candles sitting in the hall house, this old man also appeared to be quite serious and showed a slight softening look.

“Nam, come and eat here at noon. I heard you came back a year ago. Why didn't you come and sit here? ”

The old man walked up to them and sat down. The old lady went to the kitchen to cook lunch for everyone. Stu Zhang was also called in to fight. Xiao Nan's candle was meant to stay with him to watch Spring Festival, but the dead kid threw his face at him and ran off with the old lady, and after a helpless Xiao Nan's candle sat next to Stu Zhang's father, the old man looked closely at Xiao Nan's candle and nodded with comfort for half a day.

“Smart, different from when I was a kid, pretty good. ”

This made Xiaonan candle laugh too hard. He also knew that his previous image of the little bastard was too deep into people's hearts. Until they were adults, the old man was particularly afraid to take Stu Zhang out to fight for a living. However, because the family was close to Xiaonan candle family when they were little, Xiao Nan candle had nothing to hide in front of them. The old man asked him what he wanted to return to, and he was not comfortable. Previously, he hid that Stu Zhang had not told him about his work as a master of the Huang calendar. Now the old man asked about his work. He thought about it or answered honestly.

“Well, I inherited my ancestry, too. The old lady did it before she was born, and I'm doing it now. ”

As soon as Xiao Nan's candle came out, he obviously felt Grandpa Stu standing in front of him. Xiao Nan's candle did not speak. He respectfully raised his hand and poured a cup of tea to the old man. The old man frowned tightly and seemed to have something in mind. After a while, Master Stu looked back at Xiao Nan's candle like he had returned to God and slowly opened his mouth.

“It's good to inherit the ancestral industry. If you don't do this later, maybe this thing will be lost. Your grandmother used to be very enthusiastic. She helped us a lot. Nam, if you want to do this, let Zhang find you a connection. Now the world is different, no one believes this. Alas, none of us believe in Qigong anymore. We are all liars. Zhang can only open a massage for blind people now. He has to deal with the Bureau of Industry and Commerce police station all day long to examine it, as if we are doing something that violates discipline...”

The old man mumbled and complained that Xiao Nan candles made him laugh. He was also sincerely grateful for the family's tolerant attitude towards himself, so after lunch out of their house, Xiao Nan candles thought about walking out a back door to let Spring Festival come out and drive evil to their house.

The small courtyard in the deepest part of the alley has been missing the sun for many years, because the dark and damp looks even worse. When Xiao Nan candle just ate, he heard Stu Zhang say that his parents' rheumatic arthritis had been getting worse and heavier over the past few years. He also wanted to be caused by the sickness and moisture that had not dissipated for a long time. However, as the Spring Festival of the Gods, these are not threatening evil spirits and disappear. After sending this New Year's gift, Xiao Nan candle naturally has to do its own business.

Three days ago, he made an appointment with the insured Fatty Cao to meet him. At the beginning of the new year, he couldn't wait because it was too urgent. Cao Fatty revealed something to him, and Xiao Nan's candles were intuitive, which was not a good solution. It couldn't be solved, so he chose Spring Festival on the one hand, and he got himself another helper.

“Let me tell you something, you have a colleague to work with this afternoon. ”

Xiao Nan's candles and Spring Festival smoked while talking. He said that was purely a tone of notice, but there was still a bad feeling that Spring Festival, when he was stripping himself of pistachios. After all, he is usually a good person, except that he does not deal with a bad relationship with some guy, it is called love, but this left and right thinking, just a few days close to him, and when the child asked idly who it is, Xiao Nan candle first glanced at him, then opened with a face that still explains,

“Who else could it be? New Year's Eve! He was absent most of the day yesterday. Of course he has to work overtime today. Spring Festival, don't you know him? Doesn't make any sense? ”

Spring Festival: “……"

……

He loved New Year's Eve when he was a kid.

At that time, New Year's Eve was an extraordinary god, compared to him who was cold and scary, he was wearing a golden coat of red, and his temper was like a god soldier from the sky. This prestigious appearance made the children's adults and young adults envious. They admire the wonderful New Year's Eve from the heart. Every time he is fine, the little brothers run to the same page of the New Year's Eve King's calendar to play together. Every New Year's Eve uncle who laughs like a burning sun will entertain them with joy. Not only will he give them all kinds of delicious pastries, he will even speak warmly and heartily like him.

“You two little guys, why are you here again? ”

“Hey, don't be afraid of New Year. Yes, he doesn't bite. Come, touch his beard for a little while. He is still a child, like you, he is only 3000 years old! ”

“I said big and small, don't call me uncle on New Year's Eve anymore. I'm only old enough to be your brother...”

The man in red seems to laugh a little blurred in his memory. I don't know when New Year's Eve will change. Every time I think about this, Spring Festival feels bitter, but no matter how unhappy he is, he and the young man understand that the New Year's Eve uncle they like will never come back.

Shady and isolated New Year's Eve replaces the original New Year's Eve, not the one who used to be good for everyone, who loved children and animals in a lively way, but only a violent soul that could kill anyone at any moment. Even at the beginning of Spring Festival, it was unacceptable, but after he had witnessed first-hand how New Year's Eve was slaughtered, he had no courage to take the initiative to meet the daunting New Year's Eve King.

Deep in his memory, the man in red, bathing blood like a night fork, resting his head heavily/breathing, he shuddered and curled on the edge of his calendar paper, the white wrist was full of bitter wounds, the intense smell of blood made people feel unbearable, the hands full of blood grabbed half a dark cheek, this is the evidence of his previous madness to kill, at this moment there was no more blood on his miserable face, the beast beside him was already screaming to hide far away, and when he tried to get closer to see the New Year's Eve, all he saw was a drop of blood falling from the bright red eyes of the New Year's Eve, and without looking at his New Year's Eve monarch, he shooke with a sound that made his eyes sour,

“Get lost... or I'll kill you right away. ”