Chinese Almanac Master

New Year's Eve Herald was born after the return of the Huang Emperor. Since his birth, many calendar gods in the Huang calendar have been born. Because he is the oldest in terms of age, most calendar gods often have to honor a New Year's Eve monarch when faced with New Year's Eve. The novel is born with a unique history of God. No one can know except himself. After the return of the Huang Dynasty, the Huang Dynasty gradually merged with other clans. After that, Peng Zu and many Huaxia descendants extended the magic of the Huang Dynasty. No matter how the years changed, the year was about to come, the firecracker sounded, and every Chinese born on the Huang Dynasty knew the New Year's Eve, called New Year's Eve. With regard to New Year's Eve, it's naturally a family metaphor. From the elderly to the children, everyone knows that's because on New Year's Eve there was a monster called the New Year's Eve from the mountains, and that's why it stretched out so much about New Year's Eve, but for New Year's Eve himself, he's actually known more than anyone for thousands of years, that the origins that have been imposed on him are not true, and that about his true birth, perhaps as true as the bloody images rolling over in that beach of sewage. “You demon! Kill! You are as evil as the demons! It's harmful!” The sparkling fire flashed before his eyes, and the wounded teenager stood overwhelmed at the door of the village, but everyone saw his face as disgusting and fearful, and he didn't understand what he had done wrong, but the wizards in the clan had made all the clans put a bright red spell on the windows and in front of the door, because everyone knew that he was born afraid of the red, so it was obviously the most effective way to defend him against the demon that kept him away from the village, and with those terrible curses, the teenager only heard a voice that distinguished him from the familiar man in a callous tone at height, "Evening, do you know what you did wrong?” “I don't know... but they all blame me... they all blame me...” “because you made a mistake.” “What mistake did I make!! What's wrong with me!! I didn't!! I did nothing wrong!!!” Hysterically shouting, the young god who hasn't yet grown up is full of grief and hatred, because nothing that used to belong to him in this world is gone, and if he only wants what belongs to him now, someone will blame him for his greed and ugliness. This bred more evil in his heart, allowing him to choose betrayal irreversibly in the face of interracial enlistment, and when he chose to work with those evils behind his back, he was doomed to be killed by the righteous and indifferent Xuan clan himself. The fire burned his god's soul. He was once most afraid of red. The Xuan family was going to wrap his corpse in bright red linen stained with cow blood. When he was burned, he was constantly afraid to scream and curse, but the Xuan family never stopped. The leader of this people used to be so gentle with him, how cruel he is now, and when he finally died, the evening finally gained understanding and took off, but soon he knew that a god like him would never really die. He lost all his memories before him and became a new god of history. When scattered ashes fell from him, he was on fire. It was not the Xuan Shi himself who created him again, because shortly after his death, the Xuan Shi family also flew in the dragon sky. The Huaxia people lost their Huang Emperor and became more and more hateful of the history that indirectly caused all this. In the face of the young god of history who had no memory of the past, he was not greeted by the people of Huaxia, who had been kind and dear, but even these people with malice and hatred gave him the brightest red clothes, and gave him a name with a special significance called New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve, who knew nothing about it, spent so many years unconsciously after accepting all this belonged to him. But deception is deception. Even those Huaxia people who had maligned him at first gradually passed away. On New Year's Eve, they still felt a little different. He didn't think he liked red so much, but everyone seemed to think he liked it, and one day, when he rescued that equally fearful old beast in that wet cave, he seemed to suddenly understand something. He didn't like red, just like the year, but did the people under the mountain stick red paper on the doors and windows to get rid of the vicious year or something? No one could give him an answer, and New Year's Eve, caught up in such questions, became less gentle than it used to be, and he felt himself caught up in an unprovoked haunting, until one day he found himself less easily resisted evil. There are more and more newborn gods, only he, in the face of evil, will show abnormality, other gods trust him, respect him, treat him as the greatest god in the Yellow Calendar, but the New Year's Eve heart feels more and more repressed, and just when he is surrounded by this terrible anxiety, immersed in self-torment for thousands of years, one day the Yellow Calendar has ushered in a new master. A gentle and powerful man is unlike many humans who have emerged in the past years. When he first met him on New Year's Eve, he felt that there was a missing hole in his heart that began to fill, because the gentleness that Xiaonan candle gave him made him forget the constant doubts in his heart, and he became more and more willing to accept his identity, but just when he really thought he was New Year's Eve, the terrible evil that suppressed his heart began to flourish again, which is exactly what Xiaonan candle hated the most. “New Year's Eve, hahahaha, New Year's Eve, the Xuan Shi killed you and gave you a new name, he is warning you, my poor god, as long as you dare to betray him, as long as you no longer want to be the walker of the Yellow Calendar that imprisons you for your freedom, your fate will only be removed by him... Eve, have you forgotten your reasons? You weren't born because of that ridiculous and stupid beast. You are Sunset, the first god on earth, and the evil Xuan clan killed you. Have you forgotten all this... Those vile lies lied to you for so long, I told you all this in such kindness, don't you thank me? We are the true friends, you are the natural devil, you should stay with us..." The sound of the stinging ears kept ringing in your ears, looking coldly at this monster hidden in the river water on New Year's Eve, just felt a burst of anger in his chest, his hands in his bright red sleeves held tight, but his mind could not contain those rapidly flashing images, that is the memory imprinted in his bones, is the fragment of the soul not completely destroyed, more about the sadness and anger of his own completely deceived for a thousand years, without waiting for the monster in the river water to say these words again, a golden red sky falling from the sky flame on the river surface, instantly gave off a burning stench. “Where the fuck did you come from... you deserve it too.” So said the shady open mouth, the man in red grinned and slipped his fingers open the golden red ear on his forehead, the bright red tail blooming like a flower, in the night like a real evil is scary, his face is completely free of the look of New Year's Eve, replaced by a more aggressive evil, This terrible transformation took place almost instantly, and the monster at the bottom of the river, who was badly injured by him, first gave a painful whimper, and after a few grudgingly frightening laughs, he once again opened his mouth with an inflammatory tone, “I told you, you must be in the evening, the day you and Cold Eating Festival came, I knew, it must be you, it must be you... the weak serpent could never help I'm a big deal, it's just you...” So the black river started beating on shore constantly, the splashing turbidity as if it were real. After climbing ashore, it first moved nauseously to the front of New Year's Eve, followed by a toothy skeletal reorganization, an ugly man in black with a human face gathered to the foot of New Year's Eve, and almost at the moment when he appeared in shape, the man in red with a scattered and cold look had stepped on his head, and then measured his eyes and said, "Are you an eight bitter?” The ugly, evil struggling stare beneath his feet, the red-eyed eyes were full of madness and disgust * * and hatred, and his face was filled with all sorts of distorted and painful expressions, and when he saw this face filled with joy and sorrow, he laughed in the shadows. “Don't go long begging for love... you still live in the world?” “You're all alive, why can't I live... don't forget, you're much worse than me.” The strange smile made the purple face twitch constantly, the eight bitters were stepped under the feet of New Year's Eve just felt that this body was about to be crushed at any moment by this bloodthirsty lunatic, and seemed to finally appreciate this tiny evil always this wolf look, with the face of New Year's Eve old evil first licked its red lips with the tip of its tongue and then smiled coolly. “You're right, I'm still alive in this world, of course you can... But eight bitterness, you seem to have forgotten what I want to do, nothing can ever stop me... As for your nasty and uninvited thoughts...” So, the glorious look flowed, the man in red named Sunset squatted down slowly, the red robe corner contaminated the ground with dirt, his gaze seemed to be thinking about something, he didn't dare to speak for a long time, he could only wait in a frightened battle for this lunatic demon to speak first, and just when he thought Sunset would never speak again, the man in red first pointed his finger at his eyebrows, but also appeared an extremely malicious and evil laugh on his face. “That historian is funny, he likes me, I like him too, I let him listen to me, he will listen to me... right?” He muttered to himself like this, but the man in red was not talking at the same foot eight bitter words, he just finished the sentence with a tone like he was talking to himself, then the expression on his face also had a moment of distortion and struggle, but soon the evil in his heart overwhelmed everything else, only to see him bloom extremely clean, as if with twelve minutes of shyness and reluctance laughter, then lowered his voice gently, “I let him take me to the Huaxia residence, will you say, when I get there, and then kill the posterity of those bones with the blood of the Xuan family like a pig dog, I will be free..." —— “New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, what do you say? ”