Sun Wukong shook his head with a resolute attitude.

Tang Seng gritted his teeth, finally put down the dry food, and picked up the cotton coat and flower hat: "It's okay, if you like it, give it to you, come here, and put it on for you in person." ”

Tang Seng picked up the flower hat and walked towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong stared at him and did not move.

Yin Yin held his breath on the side and gritted his teeth.

"You shameless, you dare to deceive my son, say that the monks don't speak, is this kind of hypocritical behavior okay!" It's just more disgusting, and the deception in the name of love is the most hurtful.

"Son, don't be fooled by him. Think about what my mother once told you, if you really wear this hat, your mother will definitely beat your ass once. Let you learn a long lesson. ”

It's a pity that Sun Wukong can't see Yin Yin and can't hear his words.

Tang Seng smiled shallowly at the corner of his lips, holding his hat in both hands, and was about to put it on Sun Wukong.

When he was about to put it on, suddenly, Sun Wukong's hand took the hat in his hand, and Sun Wukong said: "Master, since this hat is yours, let's wear it for you." ”

Before Tang Seng could react, Sun Wukong took off the original hat on Tang Seng's head and quickly put the flower hat on him.

Almost as soon as he put it on, the flower hat changed, and in an instant it turned into a golden hoop, firmly worn on the top of Tang Seng's smooth head.

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed suddenly, his heart was slightly cold, it turned out that the more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are, there is no free lunch in the sky, and even the master does not necessarily give it free. So, who will treat him sincerely? Maybe it's just my mother.

Well!? Mother? Didn't he jump out of the rock, where did he come from?

Sun Wukong fell into deep thought.

At this time, Tang Seng reacted, Sun Wukong, he, he actually put his hat on his head, did he already know.

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong in horror, he wanted to take down the tight hoop, but he couldn't take it down at all, Guanyin only taught him to chant the mantra, and didn't tell him how to take it down.

Yin Yin watched her son's manipulation, clapped her hands and applauded, her eyes rolled, and then there were words in her mouth.

At this time, Tang Seng only felt a sharp pain in his head, like countless swords slashing over, and like thousands of ants gnawing at it, the pain was unbearable for him, and the whole person was almost about to explode.

Unable to bear the severe pain, he fell directly to the ground and rolled back and forth, crying out in pain.

Yin Yin looked at all this indifferently, and his mouth did not stop.

Tang Seng, does it hurt? Sun Wukong was also so painful at the beginning, if he didn't experience it personally, how would he know, Tang Seng, in fact, the hardest person is you, what does this tight spell taste like now.

Sun Wukong watched Tang Seng fall to the ground suddenly, covering his headache and exhaling, he finally understood, and his heart was a little colder.

He knew it wasn't a good thing, but he didn't expect it to work.

It looks really painful, but if it was worn on him, Tang Seng shouldn't feel that it hurts him, after all, he coaxed him and put it on him with his own hands.

Tang Seng's bearing capacity is much weaker than Sun Wukong's, after all, he is a mortal body, and in the end he fainted in pain.

Yin Yin stopped, looking at Tang Seng without any emotion in his eyes.

She felt that this mantra was worn on Tang Seng's head, and the effect was very good, and it was necessary to recite it more in the future.