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Chapter 572 The Host Is God's Broker (6)

"Shuang Jiang, when did you get reduced to living in the same room as a human being?"

"It was Miss Su who saved me. I just want to repay Miss Su for saving my life."

Shuang Jiang always looks like a modest gentleman, and he seems to never get angry if he has a good temper.

Han Lu seemed to have something to say, when suddenly a black figure appeared beside him, it was a woman, very like Miss Yu.

"The little god thanked the girl on Shuangjiang's behalf. Although I don't know the girl's background, the little god must take Shuangjiang away now."

As soon as the woman appeared, Su felt that the surrounding atmosphere became inexplicably weird and gloomy. She didn't need to guess, she also knew the identity of the other party:
"The God of Cold Clothes?"

"The girl remembers the little god."

Han Yi looked at Su Ye with a bit of warmth in his eyes.

Qingming in spring, Zhongyuan in autumn, and she is the cold clothes in winter. Human beings call them the "Three Ghost Festivals".

During the Cold Clothes Festival, people will burn Mingyi to those who died first, in order to "send cold clothes", so it is called the Cold Clothes Festival, and the elders in the family will also ask the younger generations to add more warm clothes because of the cold winter.

Only later, people gradually only remembered Qingming and Zhongyuan, and the Cold Clothes Festival was gradually forgotten.

So, when someone called out his name, Han Yi felt emotional:

"The girl saved Shuang Jiang, the little god can promise the girl a wish, as long as the little god can fulfill it, he will never refuse."

There are also grades in solar term gods. Frost's Descent and Cold Dew are actually real solar terms gods, such as Hanyi New Year's Eve, which have higher immortal status, but they are still used to calling themselves solar term gods.

"Where are you taking him?"

Su also asked back.

Hanyi did not hide:

"Girl should know something about our solar terms god, but Shuang Jiang's power is already very weak, I have to take him away and go back to the underworld to save him!"

"Can the underworld save him?"

Su was also puzzled.

Daringly, there are other ways to save these solar term gods.

With a wry smile, Han Yi explained:

"There are old ghosts who haven't been reincarnated in the underworld for a hundred years. They still remember some spirits. However, after those old ghosts are reincarnated, Shuangjiang can only..."

"Shenjun in cold clothes, the little god would like to thank the god for his kindness, but the little god doesn't want to go to the underworld."

Frostfall refused.

"Shuang Jiang, if you continue to be so stubborn, you will disappear forever like Hua Chao!"

Han Lu shouted at him excitedly.

There are not many solar terms gods left, and he is really afraid that he will be the only solar term god left in this vast world.

Shuang Jiang was still gentle, he walked out from behind Su Ye, looked at the world that started to snow, at the people coming and going, at the happy appearance because Christmas Eve was about to come, and showed a nice smile:

"Shenjun Hanyi, the underworld is the dead, but here is the living. I have never been afraid that I will disappear, but I am really afraid that I will never see the world again."

In the underworld, he may still live for ten or hundred years.

In the world, he might disappear tomorrow.

But he was born because of the belief of mankind. No matter whether mankind has forgotten him or not, he only wants to guard the world from the beginning to the end.

Han Yi stopped talking, because Hua Chao disappeared Qian and said the same thing to her.

After a moment of silence, Han Yi no longer insisted, and she bowed deeply to Su Ye directly:
"The little god begs the girl..."

Before she finished speaking, Su also turned to one side, missing her bow:

"I can't take care of her well, you'd better take care of her yourself."

When Han Lu heard this, his face was full of anger:

"You woman is so ignorant of good and evil, even if you are ordered by the God of Cold Clothes..."

"Han Lu, don't be presumptuous."

"Yes, Lord Hanyi."

Han Lu stared at Su Ye unwillingly.

(End of this chapter)