The wind raccoon was once the companion beast of the mountain god. It was born from the aura of the mountains and rivers. It is not aggressive in any way, but it has a wind raccoon staff, which can hit wherever it points with perfect accuracy.
However, spiritual beasts have always been peace-loving and would not easily harm human lives. The aura of the little ancestor was very pure and righteous because of the merit of eating, so... Tan Zhao looked at Cyril with a wary look in his eyes and silently showed a slightly playful smile. .
"Sir, please use the Bloody Mary you requested with caution."
The bar is a very indulgent place. Even if it is a business like Blues, there will still be people chasing beauty and getting drunk. As a vampire, Cyril certainly has a very good appearance. With his elegant appearance and high-end suits, he has already It's enough to make people attractive. Coupled with her exquisite appearance, in just one glass of wine, there are already a dozen people coming and going with various explicit and implicit hints.
"Mr. Shen, I think you misunderstood. I don't have any ill intentions towards you."
Tan Zhao wiped the glass and nodded: "Okay sir, do you want another glass?" After Tan said it himself, he was moved by his professionalism. He was indeed very suitable to be a bartender. Sommelier's.
As the weekend mainstay of the blues bar, Tan Zhao cannot only serve Cyril. After all, in terms of appearance, Shen Huanying is not inferior to Cyril except for the clothes he wears. Some regular customers even think that Lee is more attractive now. .
"Lee, a margarita, thank you."
Oh, by the way, Lee is Shen Huanying's popular stage name. Tan Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then he got into the role.
Margarita is one of the favorite cocktails for women. It is sour and slightly sweet, and is definitely much better than the Spicy Tomato Juice of Bloody Mary. Of course, most men who come to nightclubs will choose whiskey and other drinks.
Generally speaking, Tan Zhao has adapted well to this profession and has learned how to cut ice hockey pucks without any teacher. Although many bars now use ice hockey molds, Blues obviously does not. Hand-cutting will not make the wine taste better. It tastes good, but when you can appreciate a beautiful woman serving you, the high price of wine becomes obviously worth it.
The tips Tan Zhao collected in one night were almost equal to a month's salary of an ordinary person.
"Sir, we are closing."
Cyril glanced at him, put down a thick stack of tips, turned around, put on his hat and left.
Tan Zhao dared to accept whatever others dared to give. The Blues did not take tips. Tan Zhao took the daily salary handed over by the manager: "Why is it too much?"
The manager had a promising look on his face, patted Tan Zhao on the shoulder, and left with a smile.
The next night, Cyril "arrived as promised" and spent most of the time observing the small green beast nesting on Tan Zhao's head. The raccoon looked like a mink, but was smaller than the mink, and then looked at... It looks like he has a little green on his head.
System: Hahaha, life is so wonderful, add more embellishments and colors~
"Can I touch it?"
Tan Zhao: ...I see your hands are shaking, so don’t embarrass yourself, right?
"If you buy it the latest game console from S, maybe it will agree."
Cyril changed his routine, and his attitude naturally seemed much gentler: "Can it understand human language?"
...It can also speak human language.
"Sir, there are vampires in the world. It shouldn't be a strange thing for small animals to understand human speech." After hearing this, Fengli was dissatisfied with the owner calling it a small animal, and angrily stepped on the owner's head several times.
Cyril choked, didn't he say that Chinese people are very humble? But this little guy is indeed very humane. He whispered to the housekeeper, and before Tan Zhao got off work, he received the top-notch game console from the S family
Set.
Tan Zhao:...It’s great to have money.
Looking at the face of the game console, Fengli immediately stretched out his small paw, looking arrogant like a mortal who can only touch it once. But the arrogant vampire did not turn his back. He even wiped his hands with the wet wipes next to him.
Then he reached out and touched the little beast.
How long does it take to pass from the fingers to the atrium?
The moment he touched the little beast, Cyril's face showed an expression of boundless enjoyment, as if... he had an orgasm.
Tan Zhao took the little beast back into his hand and reached out to touch it. Although it felt great, it wasn't that exaggerated, right?
Cyril's lingering eyes fell on Fengli, and his voice became much deeper: "What's its name?"
"Wind raccoon."
"Pineapple? Oh, what a cute little guy."
It's a raccoon dog, not a pineapple, but it seems that it's not bad to call it pineapple. Tan Zhao reached out and touched the little guy, asking him to buy some pineapple Cha Cha on the way back.
But it was a pity that because it was too late to get off work, the fruit shops were closed. The two of them returned home disappointed, vowing to buy two pineapples tomorrow, one to eat and one to store.
The next day was June 10th, five days before the full moon night.
"You still remember the agreement five days later, right?"
Li Wei, who listened again, said: ...Promise? Oh wow.
Tan Zhao helplessly pushed Li Wei away, nodded casually and said: "Remember, remember, I will go to your house to work. Don't worry, I am very professional and will never miss my appointment."
But Huo Jinli always felt that something big was going to happen. He touched his twitching eyelids and said, "It would be better for me to pick you up. It would be bad if something happens."
Tan Zhao: ...Isn't that bad? If the sun goes down and a werewolf is driving, and he is caught by the traffic police, it may be on the social news.
"What's that look in your eyes?"
"The trusting look, is there a problem?"
Mr. Huo stopped arguing with others. He lay on the desk a little tired, and gradually fell asleep with the hypnotic voice of the ancient history teacher.
Tan Zhao: ...The real werewolf doesn't look cruel at all.
After class, Tan Zhao finally got his wish and bought pineapples. Although his little ancestor did not eat meat, he was a fruit lover. The first time he took the first bite of pineapples, he fell deeply in love with the sweet and sour taste.
"Pineapple, delicious!"
Tan Zhao stretched out his finger and poked his little head: "Fengli eats pineapple, so stupid he can't tell the difference~"
Tan Zhao did not go to work at the Blues, and Cyril did not harass him again. It was rare for him to finish the five days of classes peacefully. After checking the timetable for the final exam, Mr. Huo came as scheduled.
The car soon drove out of the city, and the red sun was setting in the distance. Not long after, the full moon night was coming.
"Speaking of which, is today a special day? I haven't heard of any rumors that vampires will suddenly become thirsty for blood on the night of the full moon, but werewolves..."
The car made a violent skidding sound. With the werewolf's excellent reaction speed, Hawking was able to pull the car back. Fortunately, it was a mountainous road and there were no vehicles in front or behind.
"Master Huo, I cherish my life."
However, Huo Jinli felt a little guilty: "It's okay, even a knife can't pierce you, you won't die."
Tan Zhao: "..."
The car soon started normally. Tan Zhao learned his lesson and stopped talking to Huo Jinli. When the last ray of the setting sun fell below the horizon, the car finally stopped steadily in the courtyard of the villa.
Tan Zhao pointed to the deserted courtyard and said, "Where's the promised party?"
Mr. Huo came up with lies at his fingertips: "Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong, it seems to be tomorrow."
"Hey, don't leave yet. You're already here. You don't have any classes tomorrow anyway. Why don't you stay until tomorrow and then leave? I'll keep my salary."
It's here, these four words are like an inexplicable curse. Tan Zhao shook his head firmly: "No, I have to go to work at the Blues tomorrow."
"It's okay. I can ask the boss of the Blues for leave on your behalf."
Tan Zhao looked at the blue sky. The moon was already hanging on the horizon: "Master Huo, I have an ominous premonition. Otherwise..."
However, Huo Jinli had already pulled the person in: "Don't worry, you will be in the room later and lock the door. I will never knock on your door. There are game consoles, fruit ice cream and all, don't worry."
Tan Zhao felt the little guy in his pocket move violently.
After Hawking settled the people, he went to his "confinement room". Every full night of every month was a challenge for every werewolf, and he was the same.
This villa was specially used for him to spend the night of the full moon. The surrounding security was at the highest level. Even a vampire would have a hard time breaking through the defense without knowing the key.
Technology changes the werewolf's full moon dilemma.
Time soon came to the full moon in the sky.
Tan Zhao put down the game console where he was fighting with his little ancestor, and couldn't help but look at the full moon in the sky. For some reason, he actually felt that this full moon was indescribably cute.
No, he must be broken somewhere.
"It smells like a wolf!" Fengli suddenly said grandly.
Tan Zhao picked up the little ancestor on the ground, pushed open the window, and jumped out of the window. After he was exposed to the moonlight, the feeling of closeness became more obvious.
But having said that, he has no urge to transform into a werewolf.
"there!"
Following the direction pointed by the little ancestor, the closer Tan Zhao got, the more he could hear the fierce collision of iron ropes. Just as he was about to walk to the door, an inexplicable smell suddenly came from outside the yard.
It's old and decayed, like something that has been dug out of the ground for a long time, before it has had time to experience the sun's rays.
Tan Zhao could smell it, and Fengli, who was sensitive to the smell, covered his nose directly, looking like he couldn't stand it anymore.
At the same time, the full moon officially hangs in the sky.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but Tan Zhao just felt that the full moon tonight was extraordinarily big. He simply jumped up to the roof of the villa with Feng Li, crossed the dark outer wall, and saw a car driving quickly towards this side.
Come.
Then, before Tan Zhao could make another move, the car smashed through the iron door boldly. The security system of the entire villa started to ring, but the next moment, it quickly fell silent again.
It was the kind of dead silence without any sound. The car rushed in, and by the time it drove to the door, the streamlined appearance of the Rolls-Royce had been completely scrapped.
But the owner of the car obviously didn't care much about this. He slowly got out of the car and even straightened his sleeves. The next moment he raised his head and fell right into Tan Zhao's eyes.
What a pair of eyes these must be, Tan Zhao thought, he had seen confused and resentful ghosts on the Huangquan Road, and they might have been more amiable and approachable than this one.