I have a date with the beast

On the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, Duanyang Festival, it is the Dragon Boat Festival, wearing wormwood and five poisonous charms.

That day, Jiang Ze only had a stall in the night market all morning. Before leaving, Mrs. Lin gave Xiaofeng a bag of zongzi made by herself, and said with a smile, "I specially made a lot of rice dumplings. Remember to eat them when you go back with Xiaojiang and Taotao." Ah, the candied dates inside are sweet."

Xiaofeng took the heavy bag of zongzi, nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Walking through a deserted alley, Xiaofeng took Jiang Ze's hand very naturally.The latter lowered his head, smiled secretly, and then gently squeezed the other's slender fingers.

Back at the rental house, Jiang Ze sat on the sofa and watched intently, mocking Feng untied the rope wrapped around the rice dumpling in a slightly unfamiliar way, and then pushed aside the leaves of the rice dumpling little by little, until the sticky silk stuck to it, finally revealing the glutinous rice dumpling inside.

Xiaofeng put the rice dumplings in a bowl and handed them to Jiang Ze together with the spoon.The latter took it with a smile, picked up the spoon and was about to take the first bite, but a gust of wind blew by, and when he looked into the bowl again, the zongzi had disappeared.

Jiang Ze paused, then raised his head, and as expected, he saw Jiang Taotao, who was holding a rice dumpling and gnawing on an extremely indecent appearance.

He glanced at Xiaofeng, then turned his gaze to Jiang Taotao, raised his voice and said, "Give it to me."

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Taotao stuck out his tongue and licked the rice dumpling up and down, and finally asked proudly: "Do you want more?"

Jiang Ze was naturally a little angry. It was the zongzi that Xiaofeng peeled for him, and Jiang Taotao snatched it before he had a chance to taste it. Wasn't this deliberately against him?

Xiaofeng pinched his shoulder reassuringly, and there were two more peeled rice dumplings in the bowl with a flick of his sleeve.

Although it was not stripped by Xiaofeng himself, it was enough.Jiang Ze gave Jiang Taotao a warning look, then picked up the spoon.

Before the spoon in Jiang Ze's hand dropped, the zongzi disappeared again.

"Sixth Brother." The mocking wind called out.

Jiang Taotao swallowed the rice dumplings in a few mouthfuls, and when he heard the mocking wind called him, he raised his chin confidently: "Why, but it hurts to snatch a few rice dumplings from him?" Then he continued: "Then why doesn't he feel sorry..."

"Sixth Brother——"

Xiaofeng interrupted Jiang Taotao with a loud voice, and there was a little anger in his usual indifferent tone.

Jiang Taotao didn't dare to contradict him, he pursed his lips, snorted softly, turned around and disappeared into the room.

Jiang Ze was leaning on the sofa, looking down and fiddling with his fingers, very much like being scolded by a teacher when he was a child.The fact of parting from Xiaofeng is that he made a mistake first, and Xiaofeng never expressed any complaints from the beginning to the end. He has no way to defend himself, so he has to accept all the dissatisfaction from Jiang Taotao willingly.

"He has a stubborn personality, so don't worry about it." Xiaofeng said as he untied the tight rope on the zongzi.

After a long time, Jiang Ze gave a seemingly non-existent "hmm".

The zongzi made by Mrs. Lin is full of weight, and the candied dates filled inside are sweet but not greasy. Black rice and peas are added to the glutinous rice, which tastes even more delicious.Jiang Ze didn't know how to taste such a delicacy, he swallowed the last mouthful of rice dumplings, and then said casually: "Is there really such a person as Qu Yuan in history?"

"Yes." Xiaofeng replied without thinking, and then asked, "Do you still eat?"

Jiang Ze lightly shook his head: "No more, I'm full."

He remembered that when he was in school, the history teacher was a well-known scholar in the town. The history he told was very interesting, and the students liked to hear him talk about strange things in class.I remember that it was also the Dragon Boat Festival one year, and he popularized various legends about the Dragon Boat Festival to the students.

The Dragon Boat Festival, also known as the Dragon Day Festival, is said to be a sacrificial festival held by the tribes of the ancient Yue people who worshiped the dragon totem.Then Qu Yuan committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, Wu Zixu died due to slander, the filial daughter Cao E rescued her father and threw himself into the river, and the human legends of the sage Jie Zitui also joined in one after another, and finally formed a diverse Dragon Boat Festival culture.

"The long inheritance of Chinese civilization not only relies on the amazing wisdom shown by the ancient people to future generations, but also because of the incorporation of these legendary myths and legends, it can be so brilliant and brilliant. They are priceless treasures in Chinese culture." Jiang Jiang Ze still remembers the dazzling light in the teacher's eyes when he said this, which is the undisguised sincere love and infinite pursuit of a thing.

It's a pity that the world is always too cruel to people with deep obsessions. The respected scholar Poor Ji spent his whole life searching for clues in folklore, and passed away three years ago.

Jiang Ze leaned on Xiaofeng's shoulder, and the latter stepped back so that he could sleep more comfortably.

"I used to have a teacher who spent his whole life studying ancient myths. He firmly believed that the characters in the myths were real." Jiang Ze smiled, with both admiration and regret in his eyes. "Some people ridiculed him for being obsessed with obsession." Although Jiang Ze respected that teacher very much, he also disagreed with his false views.

But ever since I met you, I have believed everything.Not only do I believe in ghosts and gods, but I also believe in fate, the six realms of reincarnation, and the cause and effect that the Buddhas of the world say.Jiang Ze muttered in his heart.

Xiaofeng turned his head to look at Jiang Ze who was relaxing on his shoulder, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The first monarch after Pangu created the world was the Emperor of the Ancient Yue clan, the head of the five dragons."

"The head of the five dragons?" Jiang Ze sat up straight with a look of surprise on his face, "There are five dragons?"

"Well, Sheng Shenfa Wulong, named Shang, Jiao, Yu, Zheng, Gong, the dragon of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth."

Jiang Ze paused: "The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and who is the dragon among them?"

Not long after changing his mobile phone last year, Jiang Ze looked up information about "Nine Sons of the Dragon" on the Internet one night when he had nothing to do.

There are different opinions about Longzi as Xiao Zhao said.Jiang Ze expressed his understanding. After all, even if it is the same period of history, different people's records may have discrepancies, not to mention these mysterious and illusory ancient myths.

After reading the information, Jiang Ze had a question: Everyone knows that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, so who is the dragon who gave birth to nine sons?

"Zuo Zhuan Zhao Gong 29 Years" mentions that dragons have male and female characters, and "Huainanzi" also records that the male dragon's voice is superior, and the female's voice is inferior. "Shu Yi Ji" says: "The cockroach turns into a Jiao in 500 years, Jiao turns into a dragon in a thousand years, a dragon in a horned dragon in 500 years, and a Yinglong in a thousand years." The dragon son that comes out should also be the dragon in its infancy—the 虺, and not the Nine Great Strange Beasts known to future generations.

Therefore, there is such an explanation: the dragon did not have nine sons, but it was forced to be given to the dragon by later generations, or it was compiled by Li Dongyang with the help of records in some miscellaneous books that cannot be verified in order to meet the inquiries of Ming Xiaozong. It was handed down, and then there was the saying that the dragon's nature is inherently obscene.

Xiaofeng's answer revealed this ancient mystery. He elaborated: "The nine sons of the dragon were created by the creator god Yuanzu Tianzun, and they were born by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. At the beginning."

Xiaofeng said that all things have their origins, they live in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and they will die in response to the illusion of the heaven and the earth. Although they are endowed with eternal life, they will die only in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ze was speechless.

He couldn't think of how the past tens of thousands of years had passed, and he couldn't think of how those ancient gods who shouldered a heavy mission like him had stepped through this long and icy Yellow River of history.

No matter how the world changes and the dynasties change, after the prosperity and prosperity, all they can do is stand on the top of the clouds, proudly, ruthlessly and helplessly looking down on all these.

That is the war that belongs to human beings themselves, and it is the desperate resistance of human beings in order to survive.They cannot interfere.

Jiang Ze stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the black hair with dark luster with his fingertips. This color was as deep and cold as his eyes, and concealed an imperceptible tenderness.