pig auspicious

Qinghua himself is a weirdo = his friends are also weirdos.

Jixiang, who has his own logic, didn't take this little episode to heart. On the contrary, Qinghua's behavior became a little weird, he kept touching Jixiang here and there, and almost didn't regard Jixiang as a piece of paper on the chopping board. The pork belly checked it over and over again.

But when Jixiang protested, Qinghua calmly stopped and pretended that this was Jixiang's illusion, and then drove him to Huoli's side to start class.

It has been a long time for Jixiang to go up the mountain. From a rookie who was panting half to death when climbing the mountain, he became a fat fried dough stick who is familiar with various shortcuts and has rich experience in fighting cranes in the mountains, but one thing has never changed: Jixiang is truly When I want to talk to someone, I still think of Ao Bai first.

Strictly speaking, listening to the lamp is also a very good object, but that unicorn is really elusive. In contrast, Ao Bai, who is always under the pressure of heavy schoolwork, is even more precious.

So when even Ao Bai disappeared, Xiaozhu was a little at a loss.

After thinking for a long time, Ji Xiang remembered the letter that Ao Bai had sent him. It seemed that Ao Bai deliberately mentioned to him that he could not come to class.

oops.Jixiang was a little embarrassed, and when he was disturbed by the white neck matter, Jixiang forgot everything except acting like a baby to encircle the territory.

Ao Bai said that he was going to the underworld. In the auspicious impression, the underworld is quite interesting. Is he going to play?

Auspiciously, Ao Bai took him out of the valley recently, and now Ao Bai is not coming. Huoli has always been the first to greet the light of freedom when the school bell rang, and the conflict between him and the spirit crane in the valley has been accumulated for a long time It was irreconcilable, and now the question came—how could he get himself out so he could go down the mountain and go home?

Jixiang squatted by a nine-curved bridge and stared at the white mist in the valley for a long time, then decided to pester Qinghua.

But Qinghua was not there.

"Master~"

"Master~?"

Ji Xiang stood on the grass in front of the bamboo building and yelled several times but got no response.

Jixiang has been raised very healthy, and when he howls resounding all over the world, it is known that he is a full-fledged little pig. His screams echoed even in the bamboo forest, and even a bird did not fly out.

Jixiang sat down on the grass, wondering if the people who came to pick him up couldn't wait for him, would Jiumeng think of going up the mountain to look for him.

But in this case, he must be reprimanded by Jiumeng for a long time again, Jixiang touched his ears melancholy.

"auspicious."

Jixiang concentrated on envisioning Jiumeng's staring eyes, and it took him a while to realize that someone was calling him.

"Is there something urgent for Qinghua?" The weird man in the morning stood behind him, seeing him turn his head, He Xi smiled: "I can hear it from a long distance."

"Where's my master?" Jixiang got up and patted his knees and butt seriously.

The man made a gesture.

"The bottom of the valley?" Jixiang was disappointed: "When will he come up?"

Qinghua usually forbids them to go down the valley without authorization.

"I don't know either. But if you tell me what you need to do with him, I can take you down to find him." The man bent down and looked at Ji Xiang at the same level: "How is it?"

"I don't know you." Ji Xiang immediately refused.

Jiumeng's enlightenment education is still very successful. You can't believe what strangers say, you can't take things from strangers, and you can't go with strangers no matter what you say!

The man changed several expressions in an instant, both surprised and moved—and also inexplicably sad like in the morning.

But he still quickly covered up the past: "I know you, your name is Jixiang."

Jixiang looked at him and didn't speak.

"My name is Hu." The man said, "Look, I know your master, and you must know your master. Now that you know my name, we know each other."

It seems to make sense.

Jiumeng’s education only includes staying away from strangers, but does not include the specific definition of strangers—those who do not know each other are strangers, but are those who become acquainted later still considered strangers?

Hu quietly waited for auspicious thinking.

"Your name is really strange." Jixiang finally came to a conclusion. "Well, if you know the name, you don't know each other."

...Maybe there is room for improvement in Jiumeng's education.

Hu smiled: "Now can you tell me what I need to do with Qinghua?"

"I want to ask Master to take me there." Ji Xiang gestured towards the opposite side of the valley: "I and those fat... well, spirit cranes don't get along, and now I can't get through."

Hu stood up straight and looked across the valley.

"Can you take me to find the master now?" Jixiang urged him: "I have to go home quickly, and Jiumeng will think that I am playing on the road when I am late."

"You have a small gourd." The pot suddenly said a word.

Ji Xiang blinked.

"Can that little gourd fly?" Hu reached out and tapped Ji Xiang's chest lightly.

Hulu suddenly writhed in Jixiang's clothes.

"How do you know?" Jixiang glared at him: "I put it in my clothes, so you can see it too?"

"I don't need to look to know." Hu withdrew his hand.

"You can't fly if you snore on the mountain." Ji Xiang gave Hu a science popularization. "Otherwise I would have gone home."

"That's right." Kettle smiled. "Do you like gourds very much?"

Ji Xiang nodded. "Snooze is my baby."

"There's no need to look for Qinghua, I'll take you there," Hu stretched out his hand.

"Do you have wings?" Ji Xiang probed his head, trying to see the back of the pot.

"No. Do you want to go over?" Hu maintained the posture of reaching out.

Jixiang thought for a while, and stretched out his hand.

There was a pleasant warmth in Hu's palm, and he gently pulled Jixiang out of the bamboo forest and onto the small pier under the stone bridge.

"Let's take a step." Hu said to Ji Xiang, seeing a misty white mist in front of him, and a bottomless valley below.

But Hu's voice had an undeniable power. Hu took the lead and stood firmly in the seemingly nothingness of the white mist.

Ji Xiang stood on tiptoe and touched the soft branches and leaves.

The pot walks through the air step by step with auspiciousness, and there is a faint green in the fog.

"There is a bridge!" Jixiang looked down.

"I just built it." Hu smiled mysteriously. "But you can only go once, and it will be gone tomorrow, so don't look for it again by yourself."

Hu sent auspiciousness to the solid ground, and stood in the fog by himself, not coming over.

Jixiang scratched his ears: "Thank you for pulling."

Hu nodded: "You're welcome. You've really grown up."

"...Gah? Then I'm leaving?" Ji Xiang said.

Hu looked at him with a smile: "Okay, goodbye."

……

I met a strange man today.

Ji Xiang couldn't wait to report this matter to Ao Guang, but before he could go to Ao Guang, Ao Guang sent someone to tell him to go to the front hall.

This time it's not that he wants to break the Jiumeng rules, it's Ao Guang himself who wants him to go to the front hall!Auspicious is very proud.

"Aren't you busy today?" Seeing Ao Guang, Jixiang jumped up decisively.

Ao Guang was sitting on a chair, and the difficulty of jumping up was much lower than when he was standing. Auspiciousness fell heavily on Ao Guang, and the Dragon King felt that he clearly heard an ominous sound from the foot of the chair.

On the optimistic side, this means that Ji Xiang eats healthy and grows fast.

Ao Guang was very good at analyzing problems from various angles, and he touched Jixiang's face in relief—it was really soft, and he really couldn't have this kind of feeling without a little flesh.

"I have something to tell you today." Ao Guang reached for a piece of paper with Jixiang in his arms, and handed it to Jixiang.Ao Guang now rarely leaves the front hall except for washing and sleeping.

Jixiang spread the paper on the table to read.

The letter was written by Ao Zhen, to the effect that Ao Bai was out of luck.

The letter said that Ao Run does not live in Xihai now, and Ao Li is not here. Ao Zhen's son is very busy as his father, so he somewhat neglected the education of his younger brother, which made Ao Bai ignorant and misbehaving. He was harshly educated and criticized, which caused Ao Bai to be somewhat rebellious and rebellious. I hope that Ao Guang can send Jixiang over to enlighten his younger brother at a convenient time.

It turns out that Ao Bai's underworld tour is illegal?Auspicious thought.

"Let's go and see Ao Bai sometime." Ao Guang stroked his auspicious fur.

When Ao Bai is frustrated, he always plays autistic, and he is afraid that he will not go to school for two days.

"Yeah." Jixiang nodded.

"Go back to eat first, take a shower and sleep." Ao Guang kissed his nose.

"..." Ji Xiang looked at him.

"I still have things to do." Ao Guang said.

As if in response to the Dragon King's words, only Ao Guang was originally sitting in the seat of the Nuan Pavilion where the notification sounded.

Ao Guang patted Jixiang's butt. "Go back first."

"Okay." Jixiang was still very sensible, and Yang Ao really believed: "Can I take this away?"

Although it was written to Ao Guang in name, it had nothing to do with the Dragon King in essence—Ao Guang agreed, and ordered the door to be opened loudly.

Most of the people who entered the palace recently were military generals, and only a few civil servants—people who are used to staying on the battlefield and school grounds have the characteristics of rushing, and the door was pushed away as soon as Ao Guang finished speaking.

In contrast, Xiaozhu was not so neat. When a group of people led by Long Yuan and another big man with a dark face entered the door, the first thing they saw was Jixiang Hangchi Hangchi just climbing off Ao Guang's lap.

For a while in the warm pavilion, except for Ao Guang and Ji Xiang, most of the people frowned.