Peach Blossom Comes Back

"You can't go like this."

King Ling stood still, turned around and looked at the monkey monster.

Wukong only felt a golden light flash in front of him, and the Lingwang standing in front of him suddenly changed his appearance, with a jade-like white face, still warm eyes and smiling lips, without those long hairs. This demon is clearly like a fairy who has fallen into the chaotic dust, even if the world is muddy, it can't make him dirty in the slightest.

The yellow short jacket changed slightly into a moon-white gown in the hazy night, and the animal-patterned short lapel became a white-backed blue-patterned belt, and the broken hair was tied up, tied with blue silk.

Like an aura boy conceived in heaven and earth.

He was standing in the mountains, looking at himself with slightly curved eyes.

Wukong was stunned.

"Stupid? Little monkey?"

It was the Spirit King who woke him up.

"Stand over here, and I'll see what I'm going to transform into for you."

Wukong heard the words and leaned forward, and then the warm soft light enveloped his body, moistening his whole body like soothing.

In King Ling's eyes, the monkey monster gradually took shape, with a straight face outline, knife-like lines, and a handsome appearance with a sense of arrogance because of the hanging corners of the eyes.The tall figure is wrapped in a red dress, with the arrogance at the corners of the eyes, it looks completely unruly.

Wukong tugged at the red clothes on his body extremely uncomfortable, his mind was full of the scenes he saw in the human place.

At that time, if there was a wedding event in the village, it would be a pair of red-bodied figures.

King Ling didn't think so much, he just felt that other colors covered up his flamboyant temperament, and only Zhenghong was the most suitable.

Seeing Wukong froze in place, he had no choice but to call him again: "Wukong."

This name is Exit, which made King Ling unable to get used to it for a long time. Although he had promised this name to this monkey monster, no matter how he said it, he had been with him for nearly 900 years.

The handsome face in front of him blushed again for no reason, King Ling thought about what he said, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

The King Ling, who was puzzled, shook his head, and walked forward on his own.

Wukong was stunned for a while before slowly following up.

Human markets are no quieter than mountains and forests, with bustling crowds, hawkers hawking along the streets, and a wide variety of food, drink and gadgets.Wukong is obviously not used to these things, when he saw a person approaching him, he hurried to hide, there were so many people in the market, so Wukong avoided them one by one, and he didn't let anyone in the streets where he was walking with King Ling. No one gets close to him.

With a smile in his eyes, King Ling looked at Wukong dodging back and forth in a bit of a mess, and his smile seemed to be even more obvious when he saw that monkey monster kept following him shoulder to shoulder.

I can't tell why the scene that I thought was funny at first made him a little bit relieved or joyful, maybe it was because the monkey monster turned his head to look at him from time to time when avoiding the crowd, or maybe it was because he always staggered a little bit away from himself in the mountains and forests. The distance is here, but he refuses to leave his closeness even one step.

And maybe, maybe it's the difference.

It is the difference between him and other people to that monkey monster.

Refuse others to approach but only have your own differences.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, King Ling straightened his clothes and walked to the clothes shop, with the monkey monster clinging to him.

"Guest officer, what kind of clothes do you want? We have new cloth here, which just came in from Jincheng today..."

When the shopkeeper saw that he was well dressed, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

King Ling didn't look at the shopkeeper, but turned to the monkey monster and asked, "What kind of clothes do you like?"

The monkey demon lowered his head and thought for a moment, "It's the same as you."

"The same as me? Why should you be the same as me?"

King Ling asked suspiciously. He didn't believe that the Monkey Demon didn't have the clothes he wanted. At the beginning, when he said to bring clothes to the Little Peach Demon and the other fairies, they were all chattering happily. How could it be so simple? Is that the end of the story?I wanted to ask the monkey demon again but turned his face to the side and didn't speak again.

No matter how much King Ren Ling teased him, he didn't make a sound.

After several teasings to no avail, Ling Wang straightened his clothes, transformed a piece of paper from an invisible angle, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Make it according to his size." The corner of his eye glanced at the monkey demon.

The shopkeeper was stunned, staring at the paper for a long time, and then asked with a strange expression: "Guest officer, what you want is really yellow? I think this young man would rather wear red than yellow..."

"You do yours."

King Ling interrupted him, and the shopkeeper fell silent after hearing this, and didn't ask any more questions, and winked at the servant beside him to take the measurement.

If you want to say that those who listen to his point will listen to it, it’s okay if they don’t listen, they make clothes, they are what the guest officials want, as long as they can afford the money, those things are worthy of speculation Let those who like to speculate have a headache.

Seeing that the shopkeeper responded, King Ling went to get the measuring tape and looked around in relief.

A little boy with red fruits on his shoulders walked by the wide open door. King Ling remembered the ginseng doll who always asked for a candied haws, and then looked at the monkey monster standing beside him, not knowing what he was thinking, and ordered: "You are here Wait for me here."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out and quickly caught up with the boy.

"Bring me a candied haws."

King Ling handed over three Wen as he spoke. He always bought candied haws for Ginseng Doll, and he knew the price.

The little boy swiftly took the candied haws from the straw pile, wrapped them in straw paper, and handed them to King Ling with a smile.

King Ling wondered why the boy suddenly laughed, so he lowered his body and asked why.

Xiaotong laughed even more when he heard this: "I have never seen such a good-looking young master who also loves candied haws.

King Ling was taken aback for a moment, and the boy ran away happily in his sight.

Back at the clothes shop, there was a burst of chaos, the three boys in the hall were holding a soft ruler to persuade, the monkey monster in the middle had a face of reluctance, swinging his arms from time to time to pull the soft ruler on his shoulder Pulling it down, seeing the figure of King Ling standing at the door, a pair of upturned eyes lit up immediately.

"That guest officer is desperately unwilling to let my boy touch him, you see..."

The shopkeeper explained.

"Let me do it."

After saying that, King Ling walked up to the monkey monster, took the soft ruler from the boy servant's hand, and put it on the monkey monster's shoulder.

Feeling the familiar breath coming, and the gentle force on his arm, Wukong straightened his body so that the figure standing in front of him could measure it more easily.

Usually, she gave the size of the dress to the little Peach Blossom Essence and asked him to order it directly, so the King Ling is not very good at measuring, and always draws the wrong place with a ruler in both hands. The servant next to him yelled.

After finally measuring the width of the shoulders, the length of the arms, and the length of the legs, King Ling imitated the boy around him with a soft ruler and wrapped it around the monkey monster's waist. When he looked down at the words on the ruler, he bumped into it accidentally. The chest of the Monkey Demon.

It was obvious that he could feel the body stiffened by the soft ruler in his hand.

As soon as he looked up, the monkey demon turned red from his face to his ears.