Peach Blossom Comes Back

Seeing that the monkey monster didn't eat the pastry on the table, King Ling picked up a piece and handed it to the monkey monster's mouth, asking, "Why don't you eat it?"

The monkey demon pushed Ling Wang's hand away for the first time, then turned his raised eyes to scan Nanchen, and said in a bad tone: "I'm afraid he will poison you."

King Ling froze, and slapped the monkey monster on the back of the head lightly but warningly.

"Stop being an idiot! Hurry up and eat!"

The monkey demon really stopped after being photographed. He didn't like Nanchen, but he was also afraid that King Ling would be really angry.After thinking for a while, he didn't take the pastry in King Ling's hand with his hands, but directly took it with his mouth, and then gave Nanchen a provocative look.

Ling Wang just pretended not to see it.

Nan Chen was swept away by the provocative eyes of the monkey monster, and he still looked like he was joking about the situation, and he didn't take that childish behavior as anything at all.The monkey monster couldn't help itching his teeth with that indifferent look.

When half of the cakes on the table were eaten, Nanchen got up, walked to the table where the monkey monster and the spirit king were sitting, picked up the jug and filled a glass of wine, and handed it to the spirit king.

Seeing this, the monkey demon pushed his wine cup towards Nanchen, raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

With a chuckle, Nan Chen also filled a glass of wine for the monkey monster, then walked slowly to the front of his desk, picked up the wine glass and said to King Ling: "Let's have a taste."

King Ling picked up the wine cup, smelled it lightly, and felt the pleasant fragrance of the flowers and the clear aroma of the wine. He took a sip, and the slightly sweet wine touched the tip of his tongue with the moist and complex wrapping of flowers.

One sip of wine seems to smell peach blossoms everywhere.

The doors and windows are wide open, and you can see everything outside just by tilting your head.

When the wind blows on the island, the branches are swaying, and the fallen petals are rolled into the air. A little bit of the wind blows into the hall, and the light-colored petals fall on the dark-colored table with a charming charm.The wind chimes hanging on the door jingled, and the sound of the wind blowing the flowers and forests was intertwined with the crisp bells for a while, and the music was heart-opening.

Another sip of peach blossom stuffed into the throat, suddenly feel that life is boring and hard, the best pleasure, but that's all.

"This is really a beautiful day with beautiful scenery and wine." King Ling couldn't help but praised.

Nan Chen curled his lips into a smile, and took a sip of the wine himself; "Who said it wasn't? When you didn't come, I didn't see the wind blowing like this at the right time, but I'm so lucky to be able to touch your glory. "

King Ling shook his head with a smile, waved his hands and said, "Even your words are so sour now."

The monkey monster didn't have the mood to appreciate the scenery, so he poured a glass of wine directly into his mouth.

Wine is delicious, but not the way to drink it.

King Ling watched the monkey demon pouring a whole glass of wine into his stomach, and couldn't help but said: "Wine is good wine, but you ruined it like this. You should drink it slowly for me!"

The monkey monster was a little unhappy when he heard this, and he was already a little drunk after drinking the peach blossom wine.

"You think that demon is good at everything!" With a muffled voice, the demon was referring to Nan Chen who was sitting directly opposite him in red.

The Spirit King snatched the cup from the Monkey Demon's hand, and whispered: "Idiot, who are you calling a demon! Don't drink, just your two taels."

Seeing that the wine glass was taken away, the monkey demon directly picked up the wine jug on the table, lifted the lid and poured it into his mouth.

King Ling tried to dissuade him again.

Nan Chen just sat behind the table, quietly watching the interaction between the two monsters fighting for each other, took a sip of the wine in the glass, shook his head and sighed silently, his eyes fell on the figure that was together, but his thoughts passed through the The figure floated far away.

It was the Spirit King who woke him up from his daze.

Then he looked up and saw King Ling standing in front of him with a little guilt.

He was also holding a drunk monkey demon in his hand.

"Is there a room? This idiot has too much to drink."

Nanchen put down his wine glass, stood up and walked out of the hall: "How could there be no one, you think I'm your spiritual mountain that has nothing?"

King Ling dragged the monkey demon's body to keep up with Nanchen's pace, but it was not easy for him to walk because of the monkey demon's weight and figure.

After thinking for a while, he flipped his wrist, and the figure carrying it rose in mid-air, and landed in the open arms of King Ling.

This kind of half hugging and half hugging finally made them move more freely.

"Idiot, wake up and I must settle accounts with you!"

Cursing in a low voice, seeing that Nan Chen had stopped at a place, he hurriedly followed.

The door opened to a small room, but it had everything it should have.King Ling put the monkey monster on the bed.

Fortunately, the monkey monster didn't do anything embarrassing when he was drunk, he just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Nan Chen watched as King Ling covered the monkey monster with a quilt and closed it up again, and couldn't help saying, "You're going to be nice to this stupid monkey."

King Ling stopped his hand, but he didn't make a sound on his face, but he felt that his friend was a little strange today.

"Let's go, the wine is not finished yet!" Nan Chen said again.

Unable to find anything strange, King Ling could only let go of his uneasiness and followed.

He didn't enter the hall, but turned from the narrow alley behind the hall to a dense alley somewhere, shuttled through Mr. Lin's narrow alley, and finally arrived outside a room.

Nanchen walked in front, and when the door opened, he motioned to King Ling to come in.

In front of the eyes is a table that can sleep seven or eight people, some irregular patterns are scattered on it, and a few words are vaguely carved on the table.

The huge screen spans the entire room, and on it are nothing more than big peonies, arranged in a patchwork order.

Nan Chen picked an empty place to sit on the floor, and waved to Wang to let him sit down too.

King Ling followed his words and took a few steps forward, not wanting that there were too many debris piled up on the ground, and when he was stumbled, he happened to touch the mechanism in the center of the house.

Nanchen's expression changed, it was too late to stop him.

I saw a small table rising from the patchwork of wooden boards.As soon as the table case appeared, the whole room became much brighter. The light red light kept flashing from the table case, and gradually weakened. The wooden box on the table case had no cover, and one could see what happened with lowered eyes.

The thing that I don't want to be placed in the mechanism and is maintained by spiritual power is actually a dry flower. The original delicate flower has lost its bright color after losing water, leaving only the lifeless ground color. It can be identified that it is a peony because of its flat petals.

The texture of the wooden box is worn and hard to see, it is the imprint of being often caressed.

King Ling was shocked when he saw the flower shape, and his original mood of wanting to tease his friends had dissipated.

"You haven't forgotten."

King Ling's voice trembled slightly.

Seeing that the flower had already fallen in front of people's eyes, Nan Chen let it go, walked to the wooden box with a few steps, put it in his arms like a treasure, and hugged it tightly.

When the voice came back again, it was extremely obscure: "You know what it's like now, don't you think you can forget it as soon as you say it?"

"For hundreds of years, have you been living on this only thing like this?" King Ling couldn't bear to look at his friend's absent-minded look. He always thought that this person would not care about the past, and laughed and teased all day long .

But I don't know that the more people who have passed through life, the more they cherish the most sincere love.

"What can I do? There are only so many things I can think about. If these things are gone, I really don't know how to live."

The more Nan Chen hugged the wooden box, the more pained his face became.

"I didn't know it before. The more joyful I was, the more painful it is to think about it now."

King Ling stood where he was, silent.

Nanchen sighed deeply and long, but the words he spoke softly reverberated in the room for a long time.

"Wukong, separate from him."