My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 477 Mianmian is the reincarnation of monkey?

Thinking of the fire spirit, Mian Mian's expression became serious again.

"What? Didn't you say that everything has been set up? Why are you still frowning?" Situ Zha said angrily, "It's ugly and worrying to put on such an expression."

"I'm not ugly." Mianmian retorted to Situ Zha depressingly, "It's just that a friend told Mianmian that there is something Mianmian wants under the sea, but now nothing has appeared."

 According to what is recorded in the book, the fire spirit should be a flying ball of fire. Maybe it has its own consciousness, maybe it doesn't.

 They were about to leave, and no flying fire appeared.

"What does Mianmian want?" Xiao Bailong asked with concern, "There should be an underground treasure house in the Dragon Palace. My parents and sister told me that there are many important treasures hidden inside, and the dragon's blood is needed to open them. .”

"Treasure house!" Mianmian's eyes immediately became bright. She swept away the unhappiness just now and pulled Xiao Bailong's sleeve and said, "Let's go to the treasure house and have a look? If there is something I want, I can use mine. Exchange with you."

 Where does Xiao Bailong need Mianmian to exchange something with him?

If that person is Mianmian, he can’t wait to give all his treasures to Mianmian.

“No need to exchange, let’s go to the treasure house and have a look.”

Standing at the gate, Xiao Bailong took one last look at the egg breeding room, his lowered eyelashes blocking his nostalgia for his relatives.

From then on, in this world, he only wanted to treat Mianmian as a relative.

 The little white dragon took the decisive step out of the egg breeding room.

 The door of the egg brood room was closed again, and the corals on the ground returned to normal, as if there was nothing here.

Little Bailong walked in the opposite direction, this time in a broken rockery pile. He put his hand on it and opened another mechanism. All mechanisms require dragon energy as support. Without the dragon, there is no way to activate them.

"My dad told me that this design was actually to protect against a monkey." Xiao Bailong took the initiative to speak such a long sentence for the first time, his childish voice filled with longing for his relatives, "He said that a long time ago, there was a monkey. The monkey quietly went to the treasure house, pulled out the priceless sea-fixing needle, and took it away as a weapon."

This story is almost universally known.

Mianmian is embarrassed to say it. In fact, she is a fan of the monkey and really likes the plot of Sun Wukong pulling out the Dinghai needle. If he said it, Xiao Bailong would definitely be very depressed.

So Mianmian could only say in surprise: "Yeah, that's it. This design is very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire treasure house appeared in front of everyone under the night pearl.

 Originally I thought there should be a lot of weapons and gold and silver jewelry inside. After all, that’s what the story said, saying that the old Dragon King especially liked to collect these things. But now I look... My dear, where are the weapons and gold and silver jewelry? It was so empty!

There were also a few weapons placed in the corner, but they were all rusty, like scrap metal.

Little Bailong also didn’t expect that the treasure house that his parents said was very important would be like this.

 He said to Mianmian embarrassedly: "Sorry, I, I didn't expect it either."

Mianmian waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. When you were in the egg, it was just like when Mianmian was in her mother's belly, she always heard her father telling her to cook a lot of delicious things for Mianmian when she went out, but he didn't know how to cook them at all... This is how adults coax children sometimes."

She said it so cutely. Xiao Bailong suddenly felt that he and Mianmian had one more thing in common, and a smile appeared on his face.

"These things look familiar." Situ Zha suddenly said something, and looked directly at Xiao Bailong and asked, "Can I touch these scrap metals?"

  Xiao Bailong was immersed in the idea of ​​having something in common with Mianmian, and said without paying much attention: "Okay, touch it, they are all rusty things anyway."

With permission, Situ Zha walked towards the weapon he felt most familiar with. Mianmian also wanted to touch it and walked towards one of the weapons.

The weapon that Mianmian took a fancy to was pitch black on the outside, leaning against the wall so calmly, in the shape of a stick.

She stretched out her hand and touched it, and the rust on the outside of the stick fell away, revealing the shining golden interior.

 “Weighs one hundred and eight thousand catties?”

Yang Xian stood next to Mianmian.

The weapon in Yang Xian's hand has lost its rust and is in the shape of a three-pointed, two-edged sword.

 The scrap metal they thought was actually a real weapon?

Looking at the three-pointed two-edged sword, Yang Xian frowned and put the weapon back.

The same goes for Situ Zha over there, with a pointed spear in his hand.

“Holy shit, old man!!” Situ Zha’s eyes shone brightly, and he touched something next to him.

 It’s not surprising at all, it’s all the babies who have been with him since he was born.

 Although his birth was planned when he was Nezha, and what he did later may have been planned as well, these weapons and treasures are innocent. They accompany him and allow him to exert his own strength and occasionally do what he wants to do.

Hearing Situ Zha's tone, Xiao Bailong felt very strange: "What old man? This is the armory of the Dragon Palace."

Mianmian thought for a while, blinked and asked Xiao Bailong: "Think about it, besides saying that this arsenal is very important, did your parents say anything else?"

Little Bailong lowered his head and thought for a while before replying to Mianmian: "Okay, I seem to have said... the things in the armory may one day be returned to their original owners..."

Return the property to its original owner!

 As the relevant memories recovered, Xiao Bailong also remembered some weapons equipped by the gods in the sky.

That is indeed what his parents would whisper in his ears, saying that they were weapons of the immortals. Except for those that require special spells to be used, some that are frequently used will have a special connection with their owners.

 When others touch it, there may be no reaction. Only when the owner touches it will it show something different.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bailong reached out and touched another weapon that was leaning against the wall and no one cared about it.

His hand touched it, and the rust on the weapon showed no sign of disappearing or changing at all.

 This means that the memories he recalled are true.

And if this statement is true, then isn’t the stick in Mianmian’s hand the Dinghai Shenzhen that a monkey named Sun Wukong forcibly took away?

 Dinghaishenzhen, does it react to Mianmian?

That Mianmian can’t be...the owner of the Dinghai Shenzhen, right?

　　Not only Xiao Bailong was aware of this problem, but Situ Zha on the side also noticed this problem.

Situ Zha looked at Yang Xian and then at Mianmian, and absurd thoughts came to his mind.

Su Mianmian is not the reincarnation of that monkey, right? A monkey reincarnated into a little girl? !

 (End of this chapter)