The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

Chapter 163: Good Luck, Dream, and Auspiciousness

Daya looked at the reserve poop scoopers with a scrutinizing gaze, raised her head and said "ga" proudly.

Mo Xingfeng flicked Daya to the ground with one finger, "...Scooping shit? What shit do you want to shovel? There is a pet smart toilet."

"...That's all right." Jixiang nodded to the people who were still in shock and said, "I'm going to kill the pig."

"Pig-killing dish!" Mo Zuolang emphasized.

"...What's going on? Meat duck and a treat?" Su Erya raised her chin towards Mo Xingfeng and asked.

"I don't know. I..."

"Hey, are you Jixiang's friends?" Uncle Yang, who was passing by, waved at them and said enthusiastically, "Come over here."

"...Precious Pig Festival?" Ji Wuce and his companions looked at the banner on the pig-slaughtering platform in confusion.

"Yes, classmate Jixiang is the chef. You can all eat as much of the butcher's dish as you like!" Uncle Yang said generously.

He met such a good chef when he held the first promotional event for the new pigs in the Rare Pig Festival. It was just a few more free places to participate in the event, which was nothing. Thinking of Jixiang's good cooking skills, Uncle Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The others, who had no plan, looked at Jixiang's pig-killing skills, which were almost like a show of skill, and the black-haired duck that quacked at the right time as if cheering, with complicated expressions.

"...This Daya is quite suitable for Jixiang." said Suerya.

"...It's indeed suitable." Ji Wuce said.

"...Daya feels very comfortable to touch." Guan Qingyue said in a serious manner as if making a comment.

"...Yes, this duck is indeed kind of cute." Mo Xingfeng looked at the majestic black-haired duck standing on Jixiang's head and suddenly felt his fingers itchy. This duck looked like it would be easy to poke.

“…It can’t be eaten.” Only Mo Zuolang looked at the plump duck with great regret. The duck cooked by Jixiang was also very delicious.

After the Precious Pig Festival, Jixiang, the team members who were eating to their heart's content, and Daya returned to school.

Jixiang said goodbye to a few people while pinching his greasy duck mouth through a tissue. He didn't expect that Daya actually loved the pig-killing dishes she made. She ate them very fiercely, spilling food while eating and not allowing people to look at her bowl. She really didn't eat much.

Jixiang met senior Duan Bai who had just returned downstairs of the dormitory.

Senior Duan Bai looked at the black-haired duck pretending to be dead in Jixiang's hand with a strange look and said, "...So you really like meat ducks." It seems that the meat duck sculpture was not an accident.

Jixiang, who gave up his reputation the moment he decided to raise ducks, said: "I have an indissoluble bond with meat ducks."

The first pet of the two lives is a meat duck, which is hatched in the meat duck hatchery. Daya is quite special, and is the duck with the highest IQ in the meat duck hatchery.

Uncle Yang thought it had evolved into a strange beast, but after checking it, he found that only its rectum had evolved. Its only advantage was that it had a high IQ and was very spiritual, otherwise it would have been served on the table long ago.

If it hadn't had the two shortcomings of smelly poop and a tendency to run away, Uncle Yang wouldn't have sold it so easily. He sold it to Jixiang simply because Daya liked Jixiang. After all, Uncle Yang watched the duck hatch with his own eyes. Although he had only raised it for half a month, he still had some feelings for it.

Fortunately, Uncle Yang is a livestock farmer rather than a pet breeder, otherwise the value of this duck would not be that of a meat duck.

Jixiang pushed Daya into the washbasin, put some shower gel in it and rubbed her vigorously. Just in case, he also used his mental power to comb her hair again. After confirming that Daya was clean, Jixiang let go of Daya, who had a dazed look in her eyes.

In comparison, Daya actually reacted more to Jixiang's mental power. With such a small duck head, the mental power is actually pitifully small, and the mental power that can be released is even less. However, this is definitely not a simple duck.

Jixiang speechlessly carried Daya, who was standing on the chair and screaming in pain, to the bed.

"Shut up and keep quiet." Jixiang tapped Daya's head and warned her. If she wasn't worried about disturbing Senior Duan Bai's rest, she would not have let this duck get on her bed.

Daya made a sweet and obedient "ga" sound, and rubbed Jixiang's hand happily.

Jixiang patted Daya's back with a soft heart. Forget it, it's just a duck...

After Jixiang opened his eyes, he found that he was floating in the air, with the endless sea below and the blue sky and white clouds above his head.

The sea is normal, but the sky is not normal.

Because the white clouds floating in the sky formed countless auspicious animal patterns, including dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, unicorns, red birds, black tortoises, pixiu, and chenghuang, etc.

Jixiang looked at the various mythical beast patterns in her memory and frowned slightly. She was... dreaming. Moreover, she had had a similar dream a long time ago, but the mythical beast patterns she saw were never clearer than this time.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of water breaking was heard. Jixiang lowered his head subconsciously, and saw a huge dark blue fish head looking at Jixiang with sharp eyes.

Jixiang blinked in confusion and murmured hesitantly, "...Kun?"

This looks like the Kunpeng in the picture of strange beasts of mountains and seas that she published. No, it should be said that it is very similar to the picture of Kunpeng that she had seen in her previous life, which was relatively more recognized. The only thing is that I don't know if it can fly.

Then, the next second, Kun rushed out of the water, and its huge pectoral fins spread out again after leaving the water, like the wings of a flying bird, and took Jixiang on its back and began to fly in the sky. The fish has a long body and a broad back, but it is not as exaggerated as thousands of miles, just a large whale.

Jixiang sat calmly on Kunpeng's back, and was carried to the sky and the sea for fun for a long time.

As if in a dream, the clouds of divine beasts in the sky were dispersed and reunited by Kunpeng's beautiful and elegant fish tail, like a child who found a new toy. The deep blue water was cool but not biting. Jixiang opened his eyes and looked at the deep and vast underwater world, with huge water plants swaying. Countless fish came like pilgrims, but they gathered on both sides of Kunpeng in a very restrained and orderly manner, swimming with it using the waves created by Kunpeng's wings...

Jixiang held Kunpeng's beard tightly in his hand. It felt like a long time had passed and it seemed like only a moment, until he fell asleep in his dream...

When Jixiang woke up the next day, he was still thinking about his dream last night. Daya was lying between the pillow and the wall with her butt sticking up, and there was a pool of suspicious liquid under her little yellow mouth.

Jixiang flicked Daya's butt with disdain. There was nothing wrong with having spirituality, but why should one drool while sleeping?

"Huh?" Daya opened her big red eyes dazedly, looking sleepy.

Jixiang pointed at the pool of saliva and said, "...you slept soundly."

Daya looked at Jixiang Gu Yong innocently as he covered the water stain with his belly.

As long as it doesn't admit it, no one can frame it!