pig auspicious

Jixiang hates climbing mountains.

This is what he just discovered.

Although the stone slab was moist and clean, and the fragrance of plants and trees along the way was refreshing, it could not appease Ji Xiang's increasingly bad mood.

He had never traveled so far before!Slate is hard!Very high!It hurts to step on the footboard after climbing for so long!

When I was a little pig, I had hard hooves, and it didn't hurt at all when I knocked on the ground, and it made a rattling sound, which was very impressive.

Unlike now, the knee is too heavy to lift.

Jixiang didn't know how long he had been walking, he just felt that the scenery on the side of the road seemed to have never changed.

He doesn't want to climb anymore.

Jixiang stopped angrily, and sat down on a round stone by the side of the road.

Ao Guang only said in the East China Sea that not everyone can go up to Zhaoyao Mountain, and that anyone who wants to enroll must pass a test—but the specific content of the test varies from person to person. Ao Run, who went up the mountain with him, was trapped alive. It took half a day to climb the mountain, but Ao Guang successfully climbed to the top in less than half a day.

According to Ao Run himself, he encountered many inhumane things during the few days he was trapped, but he refused to say what exactly happened.

In fact, besides being trapped, Ao Run was so hungry that his eyes turned green, but if he told Jixiang this detail, Xiao Zhu would definitely refuse to go up the mountain.

"Am I also lost?" Jixiang was very depressed, and grabbed a handful of grass on the stone.

"Oops!" A shriek made Jixiang jump up in fright.

"Why are you pulling my hair?" A shrill voice asked the little pig loudly.

"Hair—?" Ji Xiang was so frightened that he jumped forward and looked at his hands, he was holding a handful of green grass leaves.

wrong!How can grass grow on rocks? !

Little Pig's eyes widened, he didn't bother to look back, and crawled away from the round stone with both hands and feet—it's a pity that the mountain road is too narrow, and he only climbed two steps to reach the opposite side of the path.

"What are you?!" Little Pig turned his head and blocked the handful of grass in front of him warily.

There was an eerie silence.

"You're the thing!" the thin voice came again.

Jixiang stared at the round stone that he sat under his butt just now.

Stone spoke.

"No manners! No manners!" the stone began to yell again: "You are the thing!"

"You are talking!" Jixiang was so surprised that he forgot to be afraid.

"Are you the only one who can speak?" The originally thin voice was sharp again.

"How can a stone talk!" Little Pig was unconvinced.

"Only pigs are allowed to talk, but stones are not allowed to talk?! No manners! No manners!"

All right.Although this stone seems to have a worse temper than Jixiang, after all, it is the only "thing" that Jixiang encountered on Mount Zhaoyao that could communicate.

The little pig quickly got up.

"Then I'll give it back to you!" Ji Xiang handed over the grass in his hand.

When you need something from others, you should soften your attitude first. This principle is still very clear to Jixiang.

"You have already pulled it out! My hair is ruined!"

...In fact, with or without the pinch of grass, this little stone doesn't even seem to have a "hairstyle" at all.

"Do you know how to go up the mountain?" The little pig was very impatient, and simply put the grass on the rock. "I've been walking for a long, long time."

Stone was strangely silent again.

"Hello." Jixiang poked at the stone.

"What do you see behind?" the stone suddenly said loudly.

When Jixiang looked back, there was nothing but stones and black trees.

"Everything...huh?"

What had once been a boulder was suddenly a small weedy field.

The little pig was taken aback, and stretched out his feet to step on it.

A piece of flat land can even feel the soft touch of the soil.

Now Jixiang knew that he had been tricked by a stone.

"Liar, there is obviously nothing behind me..." Jixiang turned his head angrily, but the golden light that caught his eyes took his breath away.

Like the brightest shooting star passing by in the middle of the night, an astonishingly beautiful phoenix quickly flew past Jixiang with its long tail feathers.

"Big Bird!" Little Pig rubbed his eyes.

Isn't that what he and Jiu Meng saw in the distance just now? !

It was the first time he saw such a beautiful bird!

For a moment, Little Pig forgot that he was still lost, and followed the direction of the phoenix to catch up—and soon left the path.

It is even more difficult to walk on the Zhaoyao Mountain, which deviates from the path. There are ancient boulders and verdant Zhuyu everywhere.The little pig was about to lose the flying phoenix in a short time. Seeing that the beautiful phoenix was about to disappear, the more anxious Jixiang became, the more unstable he walked. slipped foot.

But Zhaoyao Mountain is very dangerous, there is a cliff behind that rock, Ji Xiang jumped forward like this, and jumped over the edge of the cliff.

The wind blowing from the bottom of the mountain rushed towards Jixiang's face like a sharp knife, and it was about to rush out like this——

"what are you doing?"

A familiar calm voice sounded, and Ji Xiang's robe was grabbed suddenly, stopping a tragedy for life.

Ji Xiang turned around: "Listen to the lights?"

Ting Deng held a big sesame seed cake in his mouth, grabbed the piggy's robe with both hands, and began to slowly pull Ji Xiang back.

Although Ting Deng looked weak and weak, but his strength was not small, and he pulled the little landlord Jixiang up with almost no effort.

Seeing that Jixiang stood firm, he listened to the lamp before removing the biscuits from his mouth and saying hello: "Jixiang."

"Listen to the lamp! What are you doing here?" Little Pig was both happy and confused.

"I'm late." Ting Deng held the cake in one hand and pulled Jixiang up in the other. "So I want to take a shortcut...you are here for the first time."

Ji Xiang nodded. "But I haven't climbed the mountain for a long time."

"It's just that you can't climb the mountain? Didn't you encounter a biting mandrill?"

Ji Xiang blinked: "What is a mandrill?"

"What about the fire-breathing flowers? The stone steps that collapse? The poisonous weeds that captivate the mind?"

Piggy lowered his head and thought: "I only saw a talking stone. But I pulled out its hair...?"

Listen to the lights and nod. "oh."

"What is that stone? Why can it talk?"

"I don't know either." Ting Deng's cheeks were stuffed with sesame seeds: "I've only met mountain ghosts whose mouths are bigger than their faces."

The mouth is bigger than the face...

Jixiang couldn't imagine, so he decided to give up: "Do you know the way up?"

"I think I know." Listening to Lantern chewing and talking, Jixiang had to make a little effort to distinguish what he was talking about. "If that path is not found..."

Just like in the ancient temple, Ting Deng's unhurried appearance is very soothing, and Ji Xiang seems to feel that his situation has become less miserable: "Ting Deng! I just saw a very beautiful big bird!"

"It's Fenghuang. He's late too." Ting Deng swallowed the last bite of sesame seed cakes, and then suddenly a small paw stretched out from behind Ting Deng, holding a bamboo tube on the paw.

Ting Deng took the bamboo tube over, twisted it, and the bamboo tube was twisted into two halves.

"This is for you." Ting Deng gave him a bamboo tube. "Xiaofumo's soy milk is delicious."

Soy milk?

Jixiang suddenly felt that Ting Deng's image was a bit contradictory.

Ting Deng has always looked clean and dusty, but he seems to be unexpectedly interested in very common food.

"Is Xiaofu the one—?" Ji Xiang glanced behind Ting Deng.

"Yeah." Listening to the lamp turning his head, the 'that' on his shoulder revealed a small head.

Its head is very cat-like, but it looks more fluffy than ordinary cats, with two black bean-like eyes rolling around, but its body is like a bird, with a pair of small wings growing on its back, and a bird behind it. Small hair balls, like the short tail of a rabbit.

"It was caught in Juling Mountain, and it is called "inexplicable". The cooking is delicious, and I call him Xiaofu." Ting Deng explained. "I went to bed late today, so Xiaofu took everything with me and let me eat while walking."

Jixiang has never heard of what this "inexplicable" thing is, but he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy for a while: It would be great if the little starfish was there, at least we could talk together when we lost our way just now.

While talking, listening to the lamp has brought auspiciousness to a place that seems very strange again.

"Huh...?" Ting Deng let go of Jixiang. "It's gone."

"What's missing?"

"The way up the mountain." Ting Deng pursed his lips. "Maybe this shortcut has been discovered. Usually after passing here, you can see a laurel tree. There is a hole that has been hollowed out on the right side of the laurel tree. Just drill in."

But now, apart from clumps of Zhu Yu and another cliff, there is not even a lost valley in front of them, let alone osmanthus trees.

"You came all the way, did you really encounter anything dangerous?" Ting Deng asked suddenly.

"No." Ji Xiang shook his head. "Only one nasty stone that curses."

At this moment, Jixiang forgot that he offended the stone first.

"That's right." Ting Deng said. "Anyone who wants to enter the school has to be tossed first. If the toss is not dead, those old guys will let people go up the mountain. You probably avoided the obstacles they set for you. They refused to accept it, so put this Shortcuts are blocked."

"Ah?" Jixiang couldn't understand.

Listening to the lamp was very appreciative: "There is only one way up the mountain for the first time, so you can avoid those things. Even if you don't take the test, you are qualified to go up just by luck."

"Ah...?" Jixiang couldn't understand anymore.

"Simply put, you must suffer a little bit." Ting Deng said. "Otherwise, those mentally twisted old men will be unbalanced."

"Does that mean we can't go up?" Ji Xiang understood a little bit.

"That's not necessarily true." Ting Deng slowly crossed the dense valley, stood on the cliff and looked down. "We can still gamble on luck."

"Gambling luck?" Jixiang turned into a little parrot.

Ting Deng stood on the edge of the cliff and beckoned him to go: "My luck has always been very good."

"So?" Jixiang sucked back the snot with all his strength—the wind was so strong on the mountain that he was so cold that he sneezed.

"I guess that shortcut is still there." Ting Deng slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and Xiao Fu behind him grabbed his clothes tightly. "You're lucky too."

"So, let's jump down and try."