I Can See Probability

This is a gray world.

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

The houses are still those houses, and the furnishings are the same everywhere.

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

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

Nothing, nothing to see.

This seems to be a floating island floating between heaven and earth.

"Ajing."

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

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

Chen Jing never thought that he would come in so easily.

'This time, you came in, but how do you get out? ’

He gently patted Song Yuchen on the back to comfort her.

After she had almost vented her emotions, she began to talk to her.

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

Others don't have to guess, the food must not be eaten.

Moreover, she was also worried. She was lucky that she didn't collapse.

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

Speaking of food, there are a lot of good things hidden in his mustard bag. 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 freezer.

There is a refrigerated storage box in this mustard sac, because the space of the mustard sac is special, so the frozen things can be kept for a long time without electricity.

He first went to the kitchen in the house to take a look around.

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

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

The kitchen is empty, there are no pots and pans.

Helpless, he could only go to the courtyard outside to cut some branches for firewood.

Take out an iron plate from the mustard sack, heat it, put the food on it and heat it up and eat it.

"You're hungry, let's eat first, and when we're done, let's talk slowly."

"Um."

Song Yuchen was indeed starving. She usually eats very little, but she ate two big bowls today.

After she was full, she sat next to Chen Jing, just about to talk about things, but she couldn't help but fight with her eyelids, and then she fell asleep while leaning on his shoulders.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jing gave a wry smile, took out a new quilt from the mustard sack, spread it on the grass, picked her up and carefully laid it flat.

No matter how much you play with her, she doesn't have any reaction. It seems that she is really exhausted.

After that, he began to study the universe in this painting.

He tried to punch into the sky, but after the punch was sent out, the power was like a mud ox into the sea.

I can't see any feedback at all.

Then he punched the ground again, and the ground was even and stable, except that he punched a deep pit, there was no other movement.

"It seems that the universe in this painting, I can't solve it. As the saying goes, the person who solves the bell has to be the bell person. If you want to go out, you can only look at the means of Sister Yuchen."

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

Before, he only taught her to practice qi, but he didn't teach any special exercises.

But she was lucky, she was able to mess around with herself, and she was able to create such a miraculous painting. In the end, he trapped himself.

Song Yuchen, who was sleeping, actually looked like a girl when she slept, she was quite cute.

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

The jet-black hair was tied into a ball head.

A delicate face, even without makeup, is still so beautiful.

The gray-white denim shorts were about 30 centimeters long.

Under the shorts, two fair, slender and rounded thighs were breathtakingly beautiful. slightly crossed.

After sleeping for a few minutes, she almost rolled on the quilt two or three times.

It stands to reason that after an extremely tired person like her falls asleep, she will at least briefly enter a deep sleep. But she is still tossing and turning, which shows that her sleep quality is very poor.

Chen Jing had to sit over and straighten her body. Then give her a head massage.

In the past, when she didn't sleep well, he did the same for her.

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

"Ajing..."

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

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

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

Only after opening her eyes, she saw that she was actually holding Chen Jing's thigh. In order to avoid pressing her hand, Chen Jing deliberately raised her thigh slightly, maintaining that difficult movement.

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

This sudden compliment made Chen Jing feel embarrassed.

"Sister Yuchen, you woke up, are you feeling okay?"

"Very good, thank you, I seem to have forgotten all my troubles in this sleep."

"Let's talk about this painting." Chen Jing was going to analyze it again.

"Yeah." Compared with before, Song Yuchen's energy has almost recovered now, and when she talks about this again, she is more careful than last time.

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 paint or starting a brush, the whole process is done with spiritual power.

She found that by injecting spiritual power into brushes and paints, the pictures she drew would be quite realistic. And both in shape and spirit.

Speaking of painting, generally speaking ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has three realms.

The first realm is form.

The second realm is meaning.

The third realm is the unity of form and meaning.

Works that are only tangible and unintentional are just inferior, such as those who like to show off their skills. They draw things that are very similar, but if you look closely, it will make people feel that the things they draw lack soul. Always feel less the same.

And intangible and intentional works are considered middle-class. After reaching this level, the paintings will not pay attention to too much detail, but will have a sense of simplicity and simplicity. But it is very attractive, and the more I look at it, the more depth I feel.

The final realm is the harmony of form and meaning. To reach this realm, you are basically at the master level.

Song Yuchen loves painting and has a good talent. Her realm has always been between form and meaning.

Above form, but weaker than meaning.

However, when she discovered painting, if she injected spiritual power, her paintings would immediately rise to a state of harmony in form and meaning.

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

Therefore, she was keen to try and used her spiritual power to paint a picture of the [Chen Family Manor]. After painting, she wanted to put it away, but as soon as she came across the painting, she was sucked in by herself.

The whole process is roughly like this.

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