It's a gray world.

Looking around, it seems that it is still in the manor, but in fact, this is not the original manor.

The houses are still the same as those houses, and there is no difference in the furnishings everywhere.

The only difference is that there is a road to the city outside the real manor, and there is a wider world.

And here, except for the manor world, everything outside is blank.

Nothing, and nothing to see.

It's like a floating island floating between heaven and earth.

"Ah Jing. ”

Song Yuchen saw Chen Jing's appearance, and his first reaction was disbelief.

After she confirmed, she couldn't help but pounce on him, hugged him, and turned all the grievances and fears of the past two days into tears and poured out.

Chen Jing didn't expect him to come in so easily.

'Now, I'm in, I'm in, but how do I get out?'

He gently patted Song Yuchen's back and comforted her.

Wait until she has almost vented her emotions before talking to her.

"Sister Yuchen, you must have had a hard time these two days, right?"

Don't guess the rest, there is definitely no food to eat.

And she has to be frightened, she didn't collapse, she is already lucky.

As he spoke, he took out the food from the mustard sac.

Speaking of food, he has a lot of good things hidden in this mustard sac. Especially after returning to Mingyang City this time, he also asked his mother to fry a lot of specialty dishes and put them in the freeze.

There is a refrigerated storage box in this mustard sac, because the space of the mustard sac is special, so it does not need to be powered on, and the frozen things can be kept for a long time.

He first went to the kitchen of the house to take a look.

Sure enough, I found that this house looks the same, but it is really different.

There is everything in the real house, but in this fake house, there is nothing.

The kitchen was empty, there were no pots and pans.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the courtyard outside to cut down some branches for firewood.

Take an iron plate from the mustard sac, heat it, and then put the food on top of it and heat it up to eat.

"If you're hungry, let's eat first, and after eating, we'll talk slowly." ”

"Hmm. ”

Song Yuchen is indeed hungry, she usually eats very little, but today she ate two large bowls.

After eating, she sat next to Chen Jing, and just wanted to talk about things, but she couldn't help but fight her eyelids while sitting, and then fell asleep on his shoulder with difficulty in her spirits.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jing smiled bitterly, took out a new futon from the mustard seed pouch, spread it on the grass, picked her up and carefully laid it flat.

No matter how much she fiddled with her, she didn't react anymore, and it seemed that she was really tired.

After that, he began to study the whole story.

He tried to punch the sky, but after the punch was released, the power was like a mud cow into the sea.

I don't see any feedback at all.

Then he threw another punch at the earth, which was also flat and stable, and there was no movement except for a deep pit that he had punched.

"It seems that there is a lot of trouble in this painting, I can't solve it, as the saying goes, you have to tie the bell to the bell, if you want to go out, you can only look at Sister Yuchen's means. ”

Chen Jing was actually surprised that Sister Yuchen was able to draw such a picture.

Before, he only taught her Qi refining, but he didn't teach any special exercises.

But she was good, she tossed around, and she was able to make such a magical painting. As a result, I trapped myself.

Song Yuchen who is sleeping, sleeping is actually the same as a girl, quite cute.

She was wearing a pair of off-white denim shorts with an orange-colored T-shirt on top. Looks youthful and energetic.

Jet-black hair, tied into a ball-headed head.

Delicate face, even without makeup, is still so beautiful.

The off-white denim shorts are about 30 centimeters long.

Underneath the shorts, two fair, slender and round thighs are thrillingly beautiful. Slightly crossed.

Within a few minutes of her sleep, she had almost rolled two or three laps on the futon.

It stands to reason that an extremely tired person like her falls asleep, at least briefly into a deep sleep. But she still tossed and turned, which showed that her sleep quality was very bad.

Chen Jing had no choice but to sit down and straighten her body. Then massage her on the acupressure points on her head.

In the past, when she didn't sleep well, he also helped her press it like this.

The slightest spiritual power warmed the acupuncture points on her head little by little, and after a while, her tense nerves were all relaxed.

"Ah Jing ......"

In her sleep, she screamed softly, then turned over and hugged Chen Jing's thigh. Sleep also began to enter sweet mode.

Chen Jing didn't dare to move, so he slept with her for 6 hours.

These 6 hours were all deep sleep, so after waking up, Song Yuchen's spirit was fully recovered.

It's just that after opening her eyes, she saw that she was actually holding Chen Jing's thigh, and Chen Jing deliberately raised her thigh slightly in order to avoid pressing her hand, maintaining that kind of difficult action.

She felt embarrassed at first, but then she smiled sweetly: "Ah Jing is actually a very caring and warm man." ”

This sudden boast made Chen Jing feel embarrassed.

"Sister Yuchen, are you awake, are you feeling okay?"

"Very good, thank you, this sleep seems to have forgotten all your worries. ”

"Let's talk about the painting. Chen Jing was ready to analyze it again.

"Hmm. Compared with before, Song Yuchen's spirit has almost recovered now, and she is more detailed than last time when she talks about this matter again.

In fact, the fundamental reason for the creation of this painting is that she used spiritual power throughout the whole process.

Whether it's mixing paints or brushing, the whole process is made with spiritual power.

She found that by infusing spiritual power into the brush and paint, the resulting paintings would be quite realistic. And the form and spirit are there.

When it comes to painting, generally speaking, there are three realms.

The first realm is form.

The second realm is the mind.

The third realm is the unity of form and meaning.

Works that are only tangible and unintentional are inferior, such as those who like to show off their skills, they draw things very similarly, but if you look closely, it will make people feel that what they draw lacks soul. It's always one less feeling.

And the intangible intentional works are considered medium-grade. After reaching this state, the painting will not be too detailed, but will have a sense of simplicity of great ingenuity. But it's very attractive, and the more you look at it, the more you feel that it has depth.

The final realm is the combination of form and meaning, and if you can reach this realm, you are basically at the master level.

Song Yuchen loves painting, and her talent is not bad, her realm has always been between form and meaning before.

It is higher than the form, but weaker than the mind.

However, when she discovered that when she painted, if she injected spiritual power, her paintings would immediately rise to the realm of form and meaning.

This discovery, of course, is exciting for her, who loves painting.

So she was keen to try, so she used her spiritual power to paint a picture of the Chen family's manor, and after painting, she wanted to put it away, but as soon as she touched the painting, she was sucked in.

That's pretty much what happened to the whole thing.