pig auspicious

Except for the severe bruises on the stomach, Jixiang's other small wounds healed up quickly after various treatments. The little pig can no longer just lie on the bed and whine, but can start to fly around on the snoring .

The little starfish was a bit miserable, it seemed that it was hit by a piglet when it landed, and it stayed motionless in the water all day long.

Because of a big somersault at the hands of Wu Wu, Ji Xiang became more honest for a while, and the monster who probably wanted to eat children cast a shadow on him, and now Ji Xiang is not willing to change into a human form, and appeared again in the Dragon Palace A little meatball that wanders around.

"What is this?" Zhizhi's fingertips picked up a small cloth bag, which was embroidered with light blue rattan patterns.

Ji Xiang, who was sitting on the Hulu, blinked.

"I found it in your clothes." Zhizhi handed him the cloth bag: "This is not something from the palace..."

Ji Xiang held the cloth bag in front of his eyes and recalled it for a long time.

"It's the goose...it's Ting Deng who gave it to me!" The little pig remembered.

"Listen to the lamp?" Zhizhi looked up curiously: "Who is it?"

When Zhizhi asked, Jixiang was also a little stunned.

Since Xiaozhu met him in Fancheng, except for his name, Ting Deng has never said who he is.

Jixiang only knows that listening to the lantern seems to be always hungry, he doesn't like to laugh or cry, and he is not afraid of monsters, he seems very powerful.

"I'm always hungry when I listen to the lamp... um, I don't know where I live... I'm looking for Xiaofu..." Xiaozhu's nonsensical description confused Zhizhi: "Forget it... Since it's someone else It’s for you, just take it well.”

Jixiang sat up straight and carefully untied the knot tied on the cloth bag.I heard from the lamp that there are good things in this bag, and it has not been opened when I was in the world. Now I can see what treasures are inside.

But the cloth bag was tied so tightly that Jixiang even used his teeth, but he still couldn't tear the bag apart.

"Give me the bag." Seeing the little pig grinning, Zhizhi smiled, and picked up the small scissors in the embroidery basket beside her.

"what……"

I don't know what that knot is made of, but it looks very thin but extremely tough. After grinding for a long time with scissors, it is useless, and there is no hair on the rope.

"I'm going to find Ao Guang!" Seeing that Zhizhi couldn't do anything with the bag, Jixiang hung the cloth bag around his neck, patted and purred, turned around and left.

The cloth bag was only half the size of Ao Guang's palm, and when the pattern on it touched his hand, it gave off an imperceptible golden light.

Ao Guang looked at Jixiang, and Xiaozhu looked excited: "I heard from the lamp that this is a good thing!"

... The Dragon King thought about it, and besides Jixiang and a mortal, there was indeed an unusual child in the ancient temple that day.

At that time, Ao Guang had been paying attention to him, and now Jixiang showed this thing to himself, so it seems that the identity of the child named Tingdeng is obvious.

"Auspicious." Ao Guang closed his palms, and the golden light on the bag gradually faded away. "This thing... I can't open it either."

The little pig was immediately disappointed: "Really?"

Ji Xiang has always believed that Ao Guang is omnipotent, now that the Dragon King can't open it so easily, Xiaozhu is a little unhappy.

"I heard from the lamp that there are good things in it!" Ji Xiang didn't give up. "Ao Guang, open—"

"..." Ao Guang weighed the things in his hands, speechless.

Is it a good thing?

Ao Guang didn't understand why Jixiang was so obsessed with such a bag that 'may contain good things'.Not to mention the countless rare treasures in the East China Sea, just in the Dragon Palace, the treasures are hard to count. Since Xiaozhu came to the East China Sea, even the tubs he usually bathes in are carved out of a whole piece of agate. It can be said that the little pig grew up among treasures—although Jixiang may not understand the value of those treasures, but there are so many "good things" piglets, Jixiang should have disliked shiny babies for a long time right.

and……

Ao Guang felt that he knew what was in the palm of his hand. "This bag was given to you by Ting Deng?"

Ji Xiang nodded: "I traded goose legs and listening lamps."

Goose legs——?

Ao Guang decided not to explore the ins and outs of Xiaozhu's deal. "This bag is not easy to open, why don't you ask the listening lamp?"

"I don't know how to find him," said Piggy.

"I know." Ao Guang looked at the cloth bag in his hand.If his feeling is correct, Ting Deng should be able to invite Donghai easily.

"Really?" Jixiang was happy, and swung the little gourd carrying him up and down.

Ao Guang patted his head. "Really. Wait two days."

So Jixiang agreed to leave the little cloth bag with Ao Guang, and asked Ao Guang with a serious expression to promise him that he would call him immediately when Ting Deng came.

……

"Ao Guang can't open the bag, what's inside." Jixiang stared at the porcelain bottle in Zhizhi's hand. "It must be something extraordinary."

"What treasure can a child have?" Zhizhi was a little unconvinced.

"It would be great if Tingdeng could come to play soon." Jixiang sat on Hulu, avoiding Zhizhi's hand. "Ao Guang said that there is a way to find him..."

Zhizhi held him down: "Don't move! Paint it for the last time today—how did that child go back when His Highness brought you back?"

"I don't know." Ji Xiang's round eyes were a little confused. "Did he come home then?"

Because listening to the lights always looked calm, Jixiang didn't think about this question these days, and suddenly became a little worried: "Does he know the way home?"

"It shouldn't be impossible to go back. Listening to what you said before, isn't that child very reliable?" Zhizhi said.

After waking up, Jixiang's new favorite pastime is to give a speech to the people in the Dragon Palace after some artistic processing of his and Ao Li Aobai's experience in Fancheng.Although it is not possible to exercise vigorously, it is still possible to simply point fingers and feet. In Jixiang's vivid description, Ting Deng is portrayed as an outstanding child who is not afraid of powerful enemies, strong and courageous, and his performance is second only to Xiaozhu himself.

In fact, in Ji Xiang's heart, Ting Deng has a much higher status than the crying Ao Bai and the stingy Ao Li.

"There are still nine hundred and nine..." Jixiang thought of the mysterious Taoist priest who was talking about it. "I don't know if he's home yet?"

"Auspicious..." Zhizhi hesitated to speak.

Although the East China Sea is no better than the sky, the time in the world still passes faster than the seabed.The little pig only lay down for three days when he came back, and more than a month has passed in the world.

This is also the reason why many gods and beasts do not easily get too deeply involved with human affairs.The prosperity and decline of the world, and the change of dynasties are just a snap of the fingers for the gods of Xianfu and Longevity.If the entanglement is too deep, it will be difficult to pull away—the gods are not hard-hearted after all, and they cannot be heartless and ruthless.

The next time Ji Xiang, who is waiting in the Dragon Palace, thinks of his friends in the world, maybe it will be a time of change.

But this kind of truth, now that I have told Xiaozhu, he doesn't understand, and it is unrealistic to let Jixiang go out to sea to play.

Zhizhi thought for a while, "His Royal Highness Ao Zhen has always been careful, and I think it has been properly arranged."

Ji Xiang pouted: "I thought monsters were scary and I didn't want to go out to play anymore, but when I think of listening to Deng Deng and Jiubaijiu, I think going out is also very interesting."

"Let's talk about it when you're more capable." Zhizhi laughed at him: "You can't even fly fast, and if you really want to encounter monsters again, you can't escape."

"I snore." Jixiang stared. "Snoring can fly very fast!"

"What if the monster flies faster?" Zhizhi teased him.

"Then I'll kill him!" Little Pig was excited.

"Come on. Your Highness said that I will send you to school in a while, and then you can learn more skills." Zhizhi said.

"Go to school—?" Little Pig collapsed all of a sudden. "I haven't healed yet."

"Of course we'll wait until you recover." Zhizhi smiled. "Your Highness asked Lord Jiumeng to go to Nanshan two days ago, presumably for this reason."

"Where is Nanshan?" Jixiang asked.

"Nanshan is huge. There are many different hills. I heard that it is on the west coast." Zhizhi thought for a while. "I heard that His Royal Highness Ao Zhen is on Mount Zhaoyao—when you get there, you must learn from the His Royal Highnesses of Xihai."

Jixiang pretended not to hear: "Zhizhi, why is that bird singing?"

Zhizhi glanced at the painting hanging on the wall, and the lark on the painting yelled twice again.

"This is a messenger bird..." She hurriedly put away the things in her hand, and pushed the gourd under Ji Xiang: "Your Highness is looking for you."

The little pig was trying to study that cry, but Bailing stopped crying. "Ao Guang looking for me?"

"Your Highness said that there are guests today, and the front hall was busy early in the morning... Could it be Master Bai who came again?" Zhizhi said. "Maybe Lord Bai wants to see you, didn't he give you a gourd back last time?"

If Ao Bai and the others had come, the palace would not have put up such a reception. Zhizhi was not very old, and only Bai Ze had ever seen someone who needed to use sacrificial utensils such as a gilded six-legged copper stove to burn incense.

"No!" Ji Xiang remembered. "Tingdeng! It must be Tingdeng!"