The strange rattan and the markings on its body dangled in front of Long Xing's eyes, as if they were living creatures, and the aura was attracting Long Xing.
Whether it is the past or not, the thoughts are always intertwined.
Looking at the rattan, Long Xing remembered something.
It was a cold winter. Long Xing was eating at a northern dumpling restaurant. He listened to an old man next to him bragging to his tablemates, drinking and telling legendary stories.
The old man said that before he left Xiaocheng, a female classmate sang him a beautiful gangster song. He made up the tune randomly, and the general idea was: a small horse pen, long braids, and a little sheep in his pocket.
The pony circle has a big mouth, and it can spit out a toad when it is opened. As the old man sang and laughed, he poured the wine on the edge of the table and flowed down the tablecloth.
While the tablemate was pouring wine, he raised his glass and continued, "What happened to the pony pen?" Guess it. When the third glass of wine was filled, the old man's face turned purple.
But her eyes were red and she said: "Less than half a year after I left, she married a foreigner, and her last wing was sold to a trafficker. Later, she lived in a snow nest, eating seal meat raw and biting it with her teeth. Pi Zi, four children were born in a litter. One was as black as ink, one as red as pig blood, one as green as a leaf, one as yellow as a sunflower, and one was bluer than the sea."
Although the people at the same table were drunk, they were still sober and immediately retorted: "Where did this blue come from? Didn't you say four children? Why is there another one?"
The old man thought for a moment, laughed and said: "It turned out to be four, but that's not right. Wouldn't it become Sixi Meatballs? Just make another one, and it will become five. If you don't like it, you can give it another She gave birth to several.”
After laughing, he picked up a piece of pig skin jelly. There was a pig hair on the pig skin jelly, which was very thick and long. It's stuck there very hard.
Then he shouted: "Boss! Boss!"
The boss didn't come out, but the boss's wife came out with her hands full of white noodles, and said loudly: "What are you shouting for? You haven't drunk yet?"
The old man tapped the table with his chopsticks, pointed at the pig hair and said, "Look, what is this?"
The proprietress opened her eyes and looked at it for a while and said: "Isn't it just a pig hair? What are you calling for in such a big fuss?"
The old man said: "Don't you know that eating pig hair in your mouth can be life-threatening?"
The landlady burst into laughter: "Ten years ago, I had an argument with my old man and swallowed a whole pig-bristle brush. I thought I was going to die, but it turned out that I was fine and my stomach ulcer was cured."
The old man said: "The key is that it's not pig hair, or human hair? It could be something else."
"You're making a big deal out of this. I've lived a hundred and fifty years and have been opening a dumpling restaurant since Lafayette was in power. I've never seen an old boy like you, finding fault with me!"
The landlady got anxious, and when the old man saw it, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'm just kidding. You said it's neither pig hair nor human hair. There must be an explanation."
"Don't look at the rags I'm wearing, I'm knowledgeable. Your dumpling restaurant has been open for a long time. I've been wandering around in front of your door for three months, and I'm still a tiger for your dumplings. Meat-filled. Aphrodisiac!"
"The hair on the pig skin jelly I told you about, is it pig hair? No. Is it human hair? No. Is it cow hair? No. This is a 100% tiger whisker. You just Listen to me tell you something, and you will know how magical this tiger beard is."
The old man took another sip of wine, put it in his mouth without swallowing it, turned back secretly, pretended to wake up his nose, covered it with his hand, spit it out quietly, and began to tell a story.
He said that one winter he ate tiger meat at a friend's house. After eating it, he felt very hot all over his body and his animalistic nature became strong. In order not to make a mistake, he ran to the frozen river, broke open the ice, took off his clothes, and plunged into the icy water.
As a result, a group of people gathered around to watch. In addition to the Chinese, there were also Russians opposite. A girl was riding a tigress. That girl was so beautiful that it was hard to find anyone in the world. There was no one who could compare with her beauty.
The old man said that the heat on his body was so great that it made the water in the ice nest squeak loudly. A stream of steam shot straight into the blue sky. Someone took pictures with a camera.
The flash was dazzling. In order not to hurt his eyes, he did not look at the camera, but looked at the mushroom and the tiger. The tigress was very honest. At first she was afraid of it biting people, but she soon became familiar with it. She even licked her beard with her big tongue and shed tears.
The tiger also stuck out its tongue and licked the old man's face. He thought he was finished and his cheeks must be gone, but he was fine. The tiger was kissing him. After thinking for a long time, he realized that the tiger was a blind tiger. He smelled the tiger smell on the old man and regarded him as his husband.
The old man was scared to death at first, but later he was extremely grateful. He reached out and touched her head and said: "Tiger, tiger, don't cry, your husband has betrayed you a long time ago. We went to the tiger's den to beat it, and we were having a tryst with a tigress. If we hadn't shot it to death, It has forgotten you a long time ago, it is not worth it for you to cry your eyes out for it."
When the tiger heard this, he trembled all over and seemed to have gone crazy. The girl did not try to persuade her. She jumped three meters high, fell onto the ice, stretched her legs and kicked a few times, and died.
This time, the onlookers stopped looking at the old man and looked at the tiger. The cameras were all focused on it. The thick and stiff beard around the tiger's mouth fell off and fell on the ice, about to collapse before his eyes.
As if the beard was a red-hot gold bar, the old man was puzzled at first, and then he picked it up with an idea, holding it between his fingers for fear of losing it. He had no place to put it, so he simply held it in his mouth.
As a result, a miracle happened, and the scenery in my eyes completely changed.
On the riverside, the moment the tiger beard was held in the old man's mouth, he felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then his ears felt as if water had been poured into him, and a strange sight appeared in front of him.
The reporters who were watching the anti-cold performance on the shore, the people with cameras, and the people who climbed to the river embankment from nearby to watch, all disappeared.
There is no one in front of the old man with a tiger beard in his mouth, they are all a group of non-human beings. The girl next to the tiger turned into a leopard. Her clothes could not hide the spots and patterns on her body.
The old man guessed it was her from her crying and her clothes, otherwise he would never have believed that such a beautiful girl was actually a leopard.
The reporter carrying the camera is a white stallion, and the girl holding the camera is a small white dog. She holds the wire with her two paws.
Many people have changed their appearance, including rabbits, donkeys, chubby piglets, cows, horses and sheep, and turtles bigger than millstones.
The old man was frightened and thought there was something wrong with his nerves.
Or maybe he was dreaming. In the dream, even eating steamed buns with tiger meat was part of the dream. The old man pinched his thigh with his hand, and the excruciating pain made him realize that he was not dreaming? Is pain part of the dream?
He bit his middle finger, because the blood in the middle finger can ward off evil spirits and is stronger than the blood of a black dog. The old man was cruel and bit his middle finger, and the blood dripped on the ice.
Watching the blood splattered on the ice, the scenery in front of me did not change at all. The girl turned into a leopard and stuck out its tongue and licked the blood on the old man's middle finger. It has flesh thorns, and every lick is like an electric shock.
The old man was so frightened that he lost two and a half of his three souls. He hurriedly spit out the tiger's beard, jumped out of the ice hole, and ran away naked.
When I looked back, I saw that all the beasts were gone. Many people were standing on the river embankment laughing. It turned out that they were not wearing any clothes.
Thinking of this, Long Xing looked at the black rattan again. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a psychic tiger whisker.
At the risk of being discovered by the big bat, Long Xing reached out for the tiger whisker.
