pig auspicious

Jixiang was a little overwhelmed.

He was obviously going to reach Hulu hanging on the bamboo just now, but why did he fly into the fence with a "swoosh" sound.

Little pigs don't know how flexible bamboo is. It is very easy to lift a little pig up after losing its elasticity.

Even after being bounced into the wall, the rope tied to Hulu was still intact—so Ji Xiang, who was holding Hulu, was hoisted to the bamboo just like that.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Jixiang forgot that he could fly down from the clouds, so the little pig just hung there with a dull face until he was awakened by a burst of laughter.

The little pig came back to his senses and found that there was an open carved window on the pavilion facing the clump of bamboo.

The window is carved with exquisite peonies, and the petals dyed with cinnabar are gorgeous and vivid, as if they will be gently shaken by the breeze in the next moment-but what attracts the most attention is the hand holding the window.

That hand was as clean as jade, with slender and white fingers, and the fingertips showed a faint pink color—just one hand can make people fascinated.

But Jixiang is not yet old enough to understand the flirtatious fingertips, and Xiaozhu only thinks that someone popping out of nowhere is very suspicious to him.

But it didn't confuse him for too long, and a face that could match that hand was revealed.

The little pig was hanging on the bamboo branch, and met the eyes of this smiling beauty.

The beauty leaned against the window, tilted her head and asked Jixiang, "Is that your little gourd?"

Ji Xiang vigilantly held Hulu tighter. "this is mine."

The beauty had a pair of cat eyes that looked forward to shine, she glanced lightly at the wall, waved her hand, and the bamboo branch bent up again unsteadily.

But this time, he turned to the pavilion where the beauty was.

"I won't steal your gourd." The beauty pursed her lips and smiled. "Let me put you down first, okay?"

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand, and he is such a good-looking person.

Seeing her kind smile, Ji Xiang unknowingly dispelled most of her guard, allowing the beauty to hug her into the window—but Ji Xiang still held Hulu tightly.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have no intention of snatching Hulu, and put him directly on a pear wood table by the window.

"Who are you?" Ji Xiang looked around and felt that this room was no different from other rooms in the palace.

"My name is Zhushuang."

Jixiang immediately cheered up - Zhu Shuang! The same surname as himself!

"My name is Zhu Jixiang!" Jixiang puffed up his chest and looked happy: "Are you a little pig too?"

Zhu Shuang was taken aback for a moment before realizing what Jixiang was talking about, and couldn't help laughing so hard that he covered his stomach: "I'm not a pig. My name uses the Chinese character for pearl."

Little Pig's disappointment was palpable: "Pearl's pearl?"

He thought Donghai had his own kind.

Pearl nodded.

"Do you live here?" Jixiang was a little curious.He had never seen Zhu Shuang in Dragon Palace.

"I live here now." Zhu Shuang lowered her eyes. "But it's too quiet here... That's why I wanted to use that little gourd to tease you to come and talk to me."

"It's a bit remote here." Little Pig nodded. "But it's fun to go out, there are a lot of small fish and corals in the garden."

"Garden?" Zhu Shuang became interested. "There are gardens in the Dragon Palace? Isn't there no sunshine in the sea?"

The little pig had a 'you're ignorant' expression on his face. "Who said Dragon Palace doesn't have a garden? Zhizhi said that all the flowers on the ground can be planted in Dragon Palace."

For a long time, Jixiang has only been educated. Now besides Xiao Haixing, there is someone who knows even less than him. This makes Xiaozhu feel a great sense of superiority, and the conversation begins.

"In summer, lotus will be planted in Qingning Hall. Jiu Meng said that steamed dim sum soaked in lotus is delicious!"

Zhu Shuang reached out and flicked Ji Xiang's forehead: "What are you doing with such a smug look, it's not like I haven't seen lotus before."

"There is still a night pearl in the Dragon Palace!"

"I've seen Ye Mingzhu before."

"Well, there's also the old turtle!" Little Pig got a little anxious.

Zhu Shuang laughed again and bent over: "Who hasn't seen a turtle?"

Ji Xiang's voice became louder and louder: "I have seen dragons!"

In fact, the word "dragon" is still auspicious in the weaving religion.Zhizhi told Xiaozhulong that it was a very, very remarkable animal, and Ao Guang, who was the Dragon King, was even more remarkable. Countless mortals could never see a dragon once in their lifetime. ——Since it's great, moving Ao Guang out will surely calm Zhu Shuang!

Sure enough, Zhu Shuang suddenly became quiet.

Before Ji Xiang could be proud, he heard Zhu Shuang sigh.

"Dragon... I have seen it too."

Huh?Jixiang was a little surprised. "Have you ever seen a dragon?"

Zhu Shuang's beautiful eyes did not have the joy before, but there was an auspicious and incomprehensible emotion: "I have seen dragons... At that time, I passed by a big lake, and it suddenly rained from the sky. I found it very strange that the sun was still hanging in the sky—and when I looked up, I found that a white dragon flew out of the lake, and the water droplets it brought flew up, like a shower of rain."

Xiao Zhu tilted his head to look at Zhu Shuang, her beautiful face showed a little trace of sadness.

"Auspicious, you have seen dragons before, you must understand... dragons are so beautiful, each scale is more dazzling than the purest crystal in the sun. I was still young at that time, and I was dumbfounded at once. I never I don't know, there is such a beautiful, majestic, and noble existence in the world."

Scales—?

Jixiang is a little confused, Ao Guangming has no scales.

Zhu Shuang came back to her senses and smiled again when she saw Ji Xiang's expression.

"Do you like dragons?" Xiaozhu thinks that Zhushuang's expression looks obviously joyful, but the tone of speaking is a bit sad-this kind of contradictory feeling makes Xiaozhu very puzzled.

Zhu Shuang flicked the little pig's forehead again. "Fool. Does the dragon like it when it says it likes it?"

Ji Xiang was a little unconvinced.

Just now, Zhushuang's eyes and the corners of her mouth were clearly telling Jixiang that she liked that dragon very much.

As if knowing what the little pig was thinking, Zhu Shuang shook her head. "Auspicious, dragons are different from... us. Not only us, dragons are different from many creatures."

"What's the difference?"

Zhu Shuang thought about it. "It doesn't matter if you grow up and marry another little pig, or a little rabbit or bird or even a human wife, you can live happily for a lifetime. But if you want to marry a dragon girl, everyone in the Three Realms They will all laugh at your overreaching. Take a step back and say, even if there is a dragon girl who really likes you, in the eyes of other gods and dragons, you are all guilty, even if you are a good person who dare not even step on ants. Leprechaun."

Jixiang couldn't figure it out even more.He thought Zhu Shuang's words were very strange, but he couldn't tell where the strangeness was.

"What is [guilty]?"

Zhushuang saw Xiaozhu's eagerness to learn, and changed the subject with a smile: "Jixiang, why are you in the sea? Little pigs are all on the ground."

Jixiang's eyes widened: "Really? I haven't seen any other piglets."

Zhu Shuang was slightly taken aback. "Could it be that you were born in the East China Sea?"

Little Pig shook his head: "It was Ao Guang who brought me back."

"Ao Guang?!" Zhu Shuang stood up abruptly, startling the little pig.

Zhu Shuang ignored Ji Xiang's frightened expression, grabbed Ji Xiang and shook him: "Ji Xiang, can you see Ao Guang?"

Little Pig was a little dizzy from being shaken: "Ao Ao Ao Guang is in the Dragon Palace, why can't I see him?"

With an anxious expression on her face, Zhu Shuang continued to shake the little pig whose eyes were beginning to dazzle: "Jixiang, do me a favor. Tell Ao Guang your love for me, and let me get out of here..."

"no need."

The sudden cold voice froze Zhu Shuang's movements.She slowly let go of the little pig who was shaken by herself, and turned her head.

"If you have anything to say, you can tell me in person."

The dizzy Jixiang looked behind Zhushuang. Ao Guang came at some point, and behind him stood the guard who said he would help him pick up gourds.

The tearful little starfish was stuck to the shoulder of one of the guards, and saw Jixiang so excited that he sobbed.