The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 567 The host is a calendar envoy (1)

The world was first opened, and one day was used to make chickens, and one day to be a man. Chickens were made on the first day, and people were made on the seventh day, so the seventh day of the first lunar month is the "Man's Day Festival".

The weather is new on March [-], and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an. This is the Shangsi Festival.

Cold food flowers bloom thousands of trees and snow, and the Qingming fire produces thousands of smokes. This is the cold food and Qingming Festival.

In the middle of October, the three officials of Qianlong Tuanzizhai are the Xiayuan Festival.

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Su also entered the plane, before he could accept the plot, thousands of flowers were flying in front of his eyes, and it was so beautiful and shocking for a moment.

It wasn't until those flowers turned into flying smoke with the wind for a long time that she came back to her senses:
"Zhuzi, what happened just now?"

There are so many flowers, although they are gorgeous, the moment they can be turned into flying smoke, Su also feels so sad that the tip of his nose is sore.

Three or two seconds later, Su Ye heard the sound of the pillar, and was slightly choked up [Host, that's Hua Chaoshen. 】

Huachaoshin is a god, and gods exist by faith.

This is a modern plane. I have to admit that this era is developing very fast, and people are very capable of accepting new things.

520, 618, Double Eleven, Double Twelve, Christmas, Christmas Eve, these festivals created by modern people or from the West are rampant in this oriental land, and people are cheering for them.

And those solar term gods that existed thousands of years ago were slowly replaced and then forgotten, and the solar term gods that were born from people's beliefs eventually died in people's beliefs.

Flower Festival is not the first, nor will it be the last.

Su had also heard of the Huachao Festival. In the real world, she had read the introduction of the Huachao Festival in a book.

The Huachao Festival is also the Flower God Festival. On this day, people will enjoy the flowers together, which is very lively.

Su also took a deep breath and began to accept the plot.

There is no original owner in this plane. To be precise, this is a task entrusted by God Huachao.

In the long history, many solar term gods have disappeared due to human forgetting, and the surviving solar term gods are still struggling. Even the original power of "Da Nian" is so strong that it can repel everything in the world. The evil and sneaky gods are also slowly declining, and may disappear from this world in less than a hundred years.

Therefore, at the cost of burning his own life, Hua Chaoshen wants the world to remember these festival gods.

After receiving the plot, Su also felt a little uncomfortable. To be honest, even she has a lot of integrity that she has never heard of.

But what caused this result is precisely the ability of human beings in this era to accept new things is too strong.

There are two reasons why people can remember a festival:
Is there something delicious!

Can I have a holiday!
Vulgar as it is, it is true.

From a certain point of view, it is not that people have forgotten these solar terms, but that the country and society have abandoned them!

The lively sounds from outside came in, and Su also picked up a coat and went out.

Today is December 22. Although there are still two days before Christmas Eve, the streets are full of Christmas trees. Almost all the shops are hung with colorful ribbons and large decorative bells. There is a Christmas tree, and the standard Christmas music "Jingle Bells" is also played in the store.

There are many stalls on the side of the road, selling apples, with plastic paper of various colors and patterns placed next to the apples, simply packaged for two yuan and five, if the packaging is more complicated, the selling price will be even more expensive.

"Little girl, Christmas Eve is coming soon, buy a Christmas fruit for your boyfriend, this package is [-] yuan, this kind of good-looking five yuan!"

A small vendor pulled Su Ye to sell "Ping An Fruit".

　The name of the plane has always been tangled, and I can't figure out what this plane scum is, so I wrote it as "Li Shi"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)