After pasting the Spring Festival and the door god, you have to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and stay up for the year.

Invite to keep the year of Axian's house, and the wax torch will be red and blue.

At the age of thirty-six, he has wasted his life, but he cherishes his years from now on.

Keeping the New Year, that is, not sleeping on the last night of the old year, staying up late to welcome the arrival of the new year, also called Chinese New Year's Eve Keeping the New Year, commonly known as "staying up the year".

This custom, even in the previous life, Sikong Zhan remembered and retained it, but as he grew older, he slowly lost the habit of keeping the year in the past, what should he do.

There is an interesting story among the people.

In the primeval period, there was a fierce monster that lived in the deep mountains and dense forests, and people called them "Nian". Its appearance is hideous, ferocious by nature, specializing in birds and animals, scaly insects, changing a taste every day, from kowtow insects to eating big living people, making people talk about the "year" color change.

Later, people slowly grasped the activity law of "Nian", which is to go to the place where the crowd gathers once every 365 days to taste the freshness, and the time of haunting is after dark, and when the rooster crows at dawn, they will return to the mountains and forests.

After calculating the date of the "New Year", the people regarded this terrible night as a pass, called it "Nian Guan", and came up with a whole set of ways to pass the New Year.

Every night on this day, every family prepares dinner in advance, turns off the fire and cleans the stove, and then ties all the chicken pens and cattle pens, seals the front and rear doors of the house, and hides in the house to eat the "Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner".

In addition to having the whole family gather around to dine together to express harmony and reunion, it is also necessary to make offerings to the ancestors before eating and pray for the blessings of the ancestors' gods. After dinner, no one dared to sleep, and sat together to chat and strengthen their courage. The custom of staying up on Chinese New Year's Eve has gradually formed.

Many literati have poems and essays that keep the year: one night is even two years old, and the fifth watch is divided into two years. People light candles or oil lamps, and this custom has been passed down from the Northern and Southern Dynasties to this day.

Although the Quanzhen Sect is relatively special, it still has to be observed, the first generation of Zhou Botong and Sikong Zhan. The second generation of the seven sons of Quanzhen can be, and those children will not be able to become the third generation, the older Zhao Zhijing, Yin Zhiping, and Li Zhichang can hold on, and the younger Zhang Zhixian, Cui Zhifang, Zhen Zhibing and others have entered Shun very early.

Zhou Botong and Sikong Zhan are one left and one right. The seven sons sat at the bottom, and the nine people talked about martial arts, their experiences of going down the mountain, and some strange things in the rivers and lakes,......。 In short, talk about the world and talk about what comes to mind.

A few of the three generations who had not slept were at the other table, muttering quietly at first, laughing from time to time, and then quietly listening to the elders.

After a long time, Sikong Zhan seemed to suddenly remember something, slapped his head, and said to himself: "Look at me, I almost forgot that thing." ”

"What is it? Take it out and look at it. Zhou Botong immediately showed an interested look. looked eagerly at Sikong Zhan. The seven sons also looked at it.

Sikong Zhan smiled mysteriously and said, "Good things, I was surprised to keep you, I came across it by chance when I went down the mountain this time, but I can't take it out, I can only put it out." It's not okay to stay up all night and just talk, he suddenly thought of the Zhenlong chess game he got in the blessed land of Chang Huan at the foot of Wuliang Mountain, why not take advantage of this to put it out, let everyone take a look, and find something to do for everyone.

Nature. He couldn't tell the origin of Zhenlong's chess game, it was too troublesome to explain, at least why he jumped off the cliff for no reason, he couldn't explain it. simply conceals the past, just say that it was a coincidence.

"Put it out?" Zhou Botong was puzzled, he didn't know him, and the others were also confused, and they couldn't figure out what Sikong Zhan meant.

"Senior nephew Liu, you have Go on you. Sikong Zhan asked. The tone was very affirmative, because he knew that Liu Chuxuan had no interest, he was a good chess player, and he usually carried it with him.

The seven sons have different temperaments and hobbies.

The elder brother Ma Yu is quick to understand the Tao, quiet and inactive, and has no other hobbies, just good tea; the second brother Tan is good at calligraphy, especially the words "turtle" and "snake"; the third brother Liu Chuxuan is happy to play chess; the fourth Qiu is quite talented in pharmacology and poetry; the fifth king is a little special, he usually likes to sleep; the sixth Hao Datong wanders around the information whenever he encounters the lonely place of the forest and springs, and forgets to return all day long, and in recent years, he has a great interest and is obsessed with "Zhou Yi"; Sun Buer was at the bottom of the line, and he didn't seem to have any special preferences, Sikong Zhan thought about it, the only thing that was special was that maybe she was the only woman among the seven sons of Quanzhen, and she was also the weakest in martial arts, so the senior brother gave her his portable sword.

As soon as Sikong Zhan asked, how could everyone not understand, what could only be put on the table, it must be a chess game, Zhou Botong, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi They thought it was something great, and they were suddenly disappointed.

On the contrary, hearing this, Liu Chuxuan's eyes lit up, and the chess game that could make Uncle Sikong solemn must be extraordinary, so he quickly took out a box of Go and handed it to Sikong Zhan.

Sikong Zhan took the game and began to set up the chess game, Liu Chuxuan just stared, motionless, although Zhou Botong, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi were not very interested, they were also curious, and surrounded them like Ma Yu, Tan Chuduan, Hao Datong, and Sun Buer. Even a few juniors of the third generation also came to stand on the periphery, cocking their toes, stretching their necks, and looking in, although they couldn't see anything.

Sikong Zhan followed his memory, and his fingers quickly placed the black and white chess pieces, and in a few moments, he completely placed the Zhenlong chess game he saw that day.

"Okay, let's take a look and see who can break this Zhenlong chess game. Sikong Zhan set up the chess game and made room for everyone to take a closer look.

"Zhenlong chess game?" Liu Chuxuan was shocked, he had only heard of Zhenlong chess game, and he had never had the fate to see it, and he didn't want to see it in his uncle's hands today.

Seeing the rumored chess game, Liu Chuxuan was excited, his eyes widened, and he began to analyze the chess game bit by bit, and the other six sons were even more curious when they heard the Zhenlong chess game, and they all set their eyes on the chessboard made of soft paper.

Sikong Zhan stepped aside, noticing everyone's reaction, and was secretly happy in his heart.

According to memory, Zhenlong chess game, but the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Wu Yazi, spent three whole years posing, Tianlongzhong, he ordered his disciple Su Xinghe to be the master, let the heroes of the world crack it.

However, after 30 years of rewards, no one could solve the masters of good and evil, and in the end, the chess game was unexpectedly smashed by the Xuzhu monk with his eyes closed and the means of "self-filling (suicide to liberate the whole situation)".

Duan Yu's defeat lies in his love being too heavy and he refuses to abandon his son; Murong Fu's defeat lies in his desire for power and refusing to lose power; only Xuzhu, a little monk with an ugly appearance and a humble birth, took action to save people, and did not hesitate to damage himself to break the chess game, gaining the internal strength of Xiaoyaozi's predecessors for 70 years, and was awarded the position of the head of the Xiaoyao faction.

Gain is loss, loss is gain, between gain and loss, who can really understand! )