I have a date with the beast

When Jiang Ze woke up, he found himself still lying by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, and he was in terrible pain one after another.

He stood up with difficulty, rubbing his shoulders, everything that happened last night was vivid in his memory.

He could hardly tell whether it was a dream or reality. If it was a dream, it might not be too real.

However, when he saw many small corroded holes on the floor tiles, he clearly understood that what happened last night was not a dream.

it is true.

When Xiao Zhao came to the restaurant, he yawned profusely. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and greeted the haggard Jiang Ze: "Hello, Brother Jiang."

But Jiang Ze stood there in a daze, without responding.

Xiao Zhao took two steps back in doubt, half of his sleepiness disappeared instantly. He stretched his neck to look at the man who was obviously distracted, then leaned into his ear and shouted: "Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Ze was so frightened that he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it was Xiao Zhao. He slapped Xiao Zhao on the shoulder and pretended to be angry and said, "You boy, what are you doing?"

"Hey, it doesn't mean you're in a daze," Xiao Zhao rubbed his hands flatteringly, "Brother Jiang, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Ze fell into deep thought when he heard the words.Just now, he kept thinking about the man in white who only left him a back view last night. That man always gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't think of it.

"Xiao Zhao," Jiang Ze said after a long time, "Do you know who Xiaofeng is?"

The person being asked narrowed his eyes, and habitually touched his chin with his hand: "Chaofeng? Which is Chao and which is Feng?"

"Mouth mocking, the wind of the south wind." Jiang Ze blurted out, then froze there.

Strange, logically speaking, he didn't know those two words, but why did he answer them without thinking?It's as if... this name is already familiar to him?

Xiao Zhao looked up and thought for a while, then clapped his hands and said: "Oh, you said Xiaofeng, the dragon has nine sons, and Xiaofeng is the third son."

Jiang Ze inexplicably felt palpitations when he heard the words "Longsheng Nine Sons". He suppressed the strange emotion in his heart and said in disbelief: "What, what? Impossible..."

Xiao Zhao took out his mobile phone, operated it a few times, then handed it to Jiang Ze, nodding his head affirmatively and saying, "That's right, it's him."

A dragon has nine sons but does not become a dragon, each has its own preferences.

Prisoner cattle, good music all his life, now the animal carved on the head of the huqin is his portrait; Yazi, good at killing all his life, the dragon's mouth on the golden knife handle is his portrait; mocking wind, good danger all his life, now the horned beast is his portrait; , love to sing all his life, now the animal button on the bell is his portrait; The lion on the gate of the prison today is his portrait; Bixi, who was good at writing in his life, is his portrait of Wenlong on both sides of the stele;

Xiao Zhao said that he took the elective course "Ancient Chinese Mythology" in his freshman year and found it very interesting, so he once studied the subject of the Nine Sons of the Dragon.There are many folk rumors about the nine sons of the dragon. According to the "Huailutang Collection" written by Li Dongyang in the Ming Dynasty, it is said that the nine sons of the dragon are: the eldest is prisoner, the second is Yazi, the third is mocking wind, the fourth is Pu Lao, and the fifth Suan Ni, Lao Liu Taotie, Lao Qi Bi Yan, Lao Ba Bi Xi and Lao Jiu Chi Kiss.There is another way of saying: the eldest is prisoner of cattle, the second is Yazi, the third is ridiculing the wind, the fourth is in prison, the fifth is Suanni, the sixth is Baxia, the seventh is Biyan, the eighth is negative and the ninth is kissing .

Although there are different opinions about Longzi, there is a consensus on the number of Longzi's knuckles, that is, the Dragon has nine sons, and the Dragon inherits the nine sons, but the sons are different.And he is more inclined to the statement that Li Dongyang was ridiculed by the world as the "Prime Minister with Food". Li Dongyang was hailed as a "child prodigy" at the age of four. Introducing the books about the Nine Sons of Longsheng, so the reference value is also higher.

Xiao Zhao also said that there are not many records about mocking wind, only that it looks like a beast, and its life is dangerous and hopeful. It not only symbolizes auspiciousness, beauty and majesty, but also has the meaning of deterring demons and eliminating disasters. Swiss beast.

The emperor's house will carve its statue on the palace pavilion. Its placement makes the shape of the whole palace both rigorous and varied, achieving solemnity and vivid coordination, grandeur and exquisite unity, adding a layer to the towering hall. Mysterious atmosphere.

"In fact, the legends are all complicated and contradictory. There is another saying that the mocking wind was formed from the heart of Pangu. Although it is an auspicious beast, it is also a collection of disasters. Earthquakes, tsunamis, and Tianyan are all mocking winds. Power." Xiao Zhao tried his best to search in his mind for all kinds of materials that he consulted for writing his final paper, "Compared with other dragons, Xiaofeng is more mysterious and unpredictable."

Jiang Ze listened to Xiao Zhao's vivid explanation in silence, and his heart sank a little every time the latter said a word.

"Brother Jiang, why are you suddenly interested in this?" Xiao Zhao said dryly, and finally couldn't help asking in doubt.

Jiang Ze was stunned for a moment, his eyes wandered and he sloppily covered it up: "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

Xiao Zhao gave a dubious "Oh".

For the next whole day, Jiang Ze was so out of his mind that the head chef, Lao Chen, who wanted him to help in the back kitchen, couldn't bear to see him make mistakes several times, so he let him go back to his room to rest.

During the period of meditation in bed, Jiang Ze made a difficult decision: he wanted to resign.

I can't procrastinate any longer, and if I procrastinate any longer, I will lose my life.Jiang Ze decided to tell his boss about his idea of ​​resigning tomorrow, so that he would have time to recruit new people, and he could use these few days to plan his future life.

At two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Ze closed the store on time.Just as he was about to pull down the door, a hand with well-defined knuckles and an almost transparent white hand pressed against the rolling door, preventing him from pulling it down.

When the young man in black with long narrow eyes and glimmering pupils appeared in front of him, Jiang Ze couldn't help taking a step back.

He dodged his eyes and didn't dare to meet him. The young man never spoke, nor did he take a step forward.

The distance between the two was only a few inches, and Jiang Ze could even clearly see the front of the other's chest, and he could feel the other's deep gaze on him. He became more and more nervous, and asked tremblingly, "You, who are you?"

The youth did not speak.

"Jiaofeng?" Jiang Ze guessed tentatively, carefully observing the subtle expressions on his face.

But from the beginning to the end, there was no change on the young man's face. He narrowed his eyes to look at Jiang Ze, and let out a soft hum in his throat: "Yes."

The person in front of him was wearing ordinary black plain clothes, and his hair was slightly long in front of his forehead, making it difficult to see his exact appearance.And yesterday's man with a long sword, with black hair hanging down his waist, dressed in a grosgrain white dress with black patterned cloud sleeves, transcends the mundane world.

It seems that they are not the same person, but they feel exactly the same.

Cold, distant, unapproachable.

While thinking wildly, the young man turned around and disappeared in an instant, with a trace of cold fragrance brushing the tip of his nose.

Jiang Ze took a step in the direction where he disappeared, and murmured: "Xiaofeng..."