Dragon Fate of Shan Hai Ji

In the middle of the night, in Zhao Yuan's dream, he felt himself flying like riding a cloud.

Something pinched the back of its neck, making it hang in mid-air, and the wind blew coolly on it. Zhao Yuan twisted and scratched subconsciously, but couldn't catch anything.

Zhao Yuan shivered, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up.

It found that it was indeed flying in the sky, with the bright moon and cold stars above its head, and the roofs of the houses under its feet were like mountains.A hand pinched the back of its neck, Zhao Yuan was a little panicked, and immediately struggled desperately.

A voice above his head said: "Don't be afraid, I just want you to come out and watch the moon with me."

Then, its body stopped in mid-air, and then fell, landing on a piece of roof tiles.

Zhao Yuan immediately changed back to human form, stood up and rubbed his eyes, it was on the roof of a house, Ying Ze was sitting beside it on the roof ridge, and there were two round jars at his feet.

Ying Ze patted his side: "Come and sit down here, and watch the moon with me."

Zhao Yuan frowned, obviously His Royal Highness Ying Long was trying to compete with it just now, why did he suddenly bring it here to watch the moon.

It cautiously sat down on the ridge of the roof, and Ying Ze looked at the night sky: "Looking at the sky from the mortal world, the moon sometimes waxes and sometimes waxes, no matter how many years, it's the same."

Ying Ze's figure looked lonely under the night sky.Zhao Yuan couldn't help but asked: "In the heaven, what does the moon look like?"

Ying Ze said: "In the heavenly court, the moon is called the Moon Palace, and it is in charge of the Taiyin Star Lord. He and the Sun Star Lord take turns to be on duty, so that there will be night and day in the world. In the Moon Palace, there are many beautiful fairies, many sweet-scented osmanthus trees, and the most fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus trees." Osmanthus wine." He looked sideways at Zhaoyuan again, "Are you interested in Tianting?"

Zhao Yuan nodded, Ying Ze said: "I haven't been back to the Heavenly Court for thousands of years, I don't know if the Heavenly Court has changed." He looked at the moon again, his eyes were very lonely.

Zhao Yuan asked cautiously: "Do you really want to go back to Heaven?"

Ying Ze still looked at the night sky and didn't answer.

Ying Ze picked up a jar at his feet, unsealed it, and brought it to his mouth, the aroma of wine immediately wafted in the wind.Ying Ze raised his head and took two sips, then held up the jar and shook Zhao Yuan: "Either?"

Zhao Yuan hesitantly stretched out his hands to hold the wine jar, raised it to his mouth and took a sip, the pungent and acrid taste immediately spread down his tongue into his stomach, Zhao Yuan wrinkled his face and coughed twice.

Ying Ze laughed and said, "It seems that this is your first time drinking alcohol, and you have to drink it in big gulps to enjoy yourself."

He took the wine jar back from Zhao Yuan, and there seemed to be a voice from hundreds of years ago: "Brother Ze's words are wrong. It is true that drinking a big mouthful is hearty, but drinking lightly and slowly is also pleasant."

Ying Ze suddenly raised the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

Zhao Yuan wiped the corner of his wine-smelling mouth and looked at him admiringly. Ying Ze just put down the empty altar after the wine in the altar was exhausted: "Aren't you very unhappy that I will be the dragon god of that boy today?"

This question is very difficult to answer. Would it offend His Royal Highness Ying Long if he said he was not happy?Zhao Yuan cautiously did not make a sound.

Ying Ze said: "I just wanted to test it out to see how the young man's moral character is. Now it seems that he is still barely passable." He stared at Zhao Yuan, "However, don't trust mortals."

Zhao Yuan felt that he couldn't agree, but he still didn't say it.Ying Ze raised his eyebrows: "Why, judging by your expression, do you think what I said is wrong? Do you like that boy very much?"

Zhao Yuan hummed: "I want to help him become the emperor, and take back the position of the Maid Dragon God that my father lost."

Ying Ze patted it on the shoulder, approving: "That's a good sentence, remember, this mortal is just a pawn for you to regain the position of the Maid Dragon God."

Zhao Yuan finally couldn't help but retort: ​​"It's not a pawn, Le Yue and I are friends."

Ying Ze snorted: "Friend? You are still a child, and you don't know what a mortal is. Even they themselves have concluded that people's hearts are unpredictable. You are just his pawn."

The word "chess piece" made Zhao Yuan feel harsh.

"Le Yue didn't want to be emperor at all. At that time, I didn't know that he was the person I was looking for, so he helped me a lot. If it wasn't for him, I would have been arrested by Phoenix long ago."

Ying Ze laughed loudly as if he had heard something funny: "Did he still tell you that he has no intention of power, but just wants to be free? Has he always been with you as if he didn't want anything in return, saying Are you friends with him?"

Zhao Yuan nodded.

Ying Ze chuckled again: "Sure enough, you are worthy of being Qingyao's disciple. Sure enough, all these mortals have the same tricks." He picked up another wine jar and slapped it away, "Since you don't agree with what I said, I will Don't say any more, until one day you regret it, you will understand how correct the truth I told you is."

Zhao Yuan didn't make a sound.

Ying Ze raised his head and took a sip of his wine: "Let me ask you, if you weren't the Maid Dragon God, what would you be doing?"

Zhao Yuan replied honestly: "I want to become a dragon like Uncle Ao Guangbiao, who can call the wind and rain, and has powerful mana."

Ying Ze snorted, "Brother Ao Guang's four little loaches are foolish and loyal to the Jade Emperor. They are not worth imitating. A real dragon should be unrestrained and roam freely in the sky and the world. The so-called mortals are just tiny dust, invisible and invisible for a moment. Not enough to worry about."

Le Yue's master who locked Ying Ze in the duck egg must have been very irritating to Ying Ze, Zhao Yuan looked at him sympathetically, and carefully changed the topic: "What are your plans now?"

Ying Ze didn't answer, drinking in silence.Zhao Yuan didn't say anything more, and sat with him silently.

The wine was about to run out again, the incomplete moon deviated from the mid-heaven, Ying Ze squinted at the stars, and there seemed to be the sound of a flute in his ears.

He couldn't remember the names of those songs, but felt that the melodious and melodious songs were like floating clouds in the nine heavens, which made him want to sleep. In a half-drowsy state, the light blue clothes beside him fluttered in the night wind.

That was really many, many years ago.

In the early morning of the next day, Le Yue woke up from a sound sleep, and first smelled a pungent smell of alcohol, wafting from a corner of the room.He looked in surprise, and saw Ying Ze, who was of normal size, was lying on the ground in the corner, sleeping like a big character.

Le Yue poked the quilt next to the pillow, Zhao Yuan poked his head out from the corner of the quilt sleepily, Le Yue pointed to the corner: "What's wrong with His Royal Highness Yinglong?"

Zhao Yuan raised his front paws and rubbed his eyes: "Well, he took me to the roof to watch the moon yesterday, drank a lot of wine, and finally fell asleep on the roof, and I had a lot of effort to carry him back." At that time Yingze was sleeping like mud, it finally carried him back to the inn, and now his back is still aching.

Le Yue looked at it sadly: "Why don't you just throw him on the roof and come back by yourself."

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then said after a while: "But I think he will still find him after he wakes up and continue to follow us."

Le Yue let out a long sigh.

Ying Ze didn't wake up until mid-sun, Le Yue and his party checked out and paid the bill, and left the inn, only to hear idlers gather together on the street muttering: "Isn't it strange that a few pots of 20-year-old bamboo leaf green are as old as The wings were lost from the cellar, and the empty jar ran to the roof of Liu’s family, who killed the pig. The shopkeeper Wang was so angry that he said it was a weasel.” “Weasels only steal chickens, so how could they steal wine? I think there is something else. "...

Zhao Yuan glanced at Ying Ze, and saw him running towards the food stall on the side of the road without changing his expression, and grinning at the stall owner, full of childishness and innocence that an ordinary ten-year-old child should have: "Five bowls of tofu nao , ten drawers of steamed buns."

Le Yue murmured: "One day he will force me to die with him."

Du Ruyuan patted him on the shoulder: "A man should bear with his anger for a while and stay calm."