Disney was chosen by Zuoyou. Girls more or less have the dream of having a princess and a castle.
Standing on the streets of Los Angeles, the local customs and culture are vastly different from those in China. The bustling streets are lined with a variety of graffiti, spray-painted on the walls. The striking shapes and vivid images exude vibrant energy and vitality.
Blonde and blue-eyed fashionable girls, dark-skinned rough guys with pigtails, boys and girls playing skateboards, and street performers gathered together holding guitars and drums and singing.
This city is surprisingly prosperous and surprisingly inclusive.
Bodhi didn't dare to disturb Fu Shenzhi and Mu Chuan, and he thought Xu Zisheng was a clueless idiot, so he rubbed against Zuo You and asked, "Hey, girl, help me take a look. Many people just gave me this. What is it?"
Bodhi held a small stack of pink business cards in his hand.
Zuo You curiously took it and looked at it, her expression indescribable. Most of the cards inside were room cards, and a few had the rather ambiguous words printed on them: "Will You Be My Candy Baby?"
What is a candy baby? Looking at Bodhi’s curious and ignorant expression, Zuo You was silent.
Mu Chuan sneered: "I'm inviting you to have some candy, Master, go and agree to it."
Bodhi said happily, "Really? I love candy the most. So how do I contact him? Should I use the phone number below?"
Fearing that Bodhi might do something stupid, Zuo You kindly explained the situation to this old Taoist priest who had lived for thousands of years.
After hearing this, Bodhi's face turned pale and he quickly threw all the room cards and business cards into the trash can as if they were hot potatoes.
Bodhi sighed, "People nowadays are so open-minded. I'm old enough to be their ancestor."
Having said that, the old ancestor Bodhi shamelessly possessed the appearance of a peerless classical beauty, with her three thousand black hair falling down to her waist like a waterfall. Her slender waist made her look radiant and graceful when she walked, attracting the attention of many men on the street.
Noticing the lustful glances of men on the street, Bodhi was not ashamed but proud of it, and shamelessly flirted with passers-by.
There was a bearded man who was so fascinated by Bodhi that he bumped into a telephone pole and got his face covered with the ice cream in his hand.
Here, Fu Shenzhi held a stack of room cards between his slender fingers, a look of disgust on his face. He threw them all into the trash can without hesitation, then took out a tissue and wiped his fingers vigorously.
There is no doubt that the room card that was forced upon him just now was even worse than Bodhi's.
Seeing Bodhi's coquettish appearance, Fu Shenzhi said coldly: "Taoist, I will give you one minute to restore your original form and come to see me."
Bodhi was unhappy: "Why?" He hadn't been a beauty enough.
Fu Shenzhi glanced at him sideways, and Bodhi immediately became speechless and turned into a corner in shame.
Soon, a handsome young man emerged, his dark hair still tied in a slanted bun, a touch of elegance and grace. His features were majestic, and whether he was a man or a woman, his eyes and eyebrows held a rebellious air, like a knight wielding a sword.
Bodhi has a very typical classical oriental appearance, with a good bone structure that can withstand repeated scrutiny and observation, and has his own unique temperament among the crowd.
Zuo You couldn't help but sigh: Such a handsome man, but he has a big mouth.
Even if Bodhi changed back to a male appearance, there would still be people on the street secretly looking at him.
Zuo You thought that if those women who were hiding their hearts knew how sloppy this handsome man looked after not taking a shower for half a year, their hearts would probably be broken into pieces.
The group of five people walking on the streets of Washington are undoubtedly a beautiful sight.
The man walking in front is the most eye-catching. His appearance is so exquisite that it is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman. He looks so charming and enchanting that many people say that the goddess of beauty Aphrodite is no more than this.
Walking side by side with the man was a pretty girl with hair that just reached her shoulders. She had a pair of round almond-shaped eyes and looked cute and innocent, like a smart and lovely sister at home.
Although the man was as handsome as a god, his eyes were as cold as a thousand-foot icy plain. Only when he lowered his head to look at the girl, the ice in his eyes would melt inch by inch and dissolve into a pool of spring water.
There is no need to say much about the relationship between the two.
The two men following behind him were also very handsome. The one on the left had a frosty face, exuding an aura of distancing, ascetic and aloof; while the one on the right looked like a large golden retriever, with a small curly hair sticking up from the top. He looked harmless and adorable.
Xu Zisheng was a little nervous being stared at by so many people, and subconsciously moved closer to Mu Chuan.
When Mu Chuan saw Xu Zisheng approaching, although his face was still rigid and cold, his expression had softened a lot.
Following behind the team was a young man with an ancient style, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, handsome and elegant, with long hair like ebony seaweed, hanging down to his waist, like a beauty walked out of an ancient painting.
Someone in the crowd whispered, "That last little brother is so pitiful. Is he isolated? Why is he walking alone?"
After hearing this, Bodhi curled his lips and smiled. When he looked serious, every frown and smile of his was particularly moving.
Not pitiful, Bodhi thought, he is not walking alone, someone is accompanying him.
Thinking of this, Bodhi cast a deep glance at the passing crowd. As if sensing something, a black-robed figure suddenly disappeared, his back looking a little flustered.
Bodhi smiled. He knew his disciple best. He had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He said that he had severed all ties with him, but it must be his disciple who covered up and explained for him in heaven.
Otherwise, the heaven would not so easily allow a forsaken god like him to come down to earth and destroy the rules of the world.
Even if the two of them made different choices and were destined to stand on opposite sides and draw their swords against each other in the future, he could not blame his apprentice.
All I can say is that things in this world are unpredictable and everyone has their own path. Bodhi didn't want to think about it and returned to his carefree and unfocused demeanor.
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