The style of painting is different, but it is better to be strong

When Chen Yici came, he didn't see Zuo Zhu.

He searched all around but couldn't find anyone, so he turned half a circle and had to give up, carefully placing the food he brought on the stone beside him.

He saw Zuo Zhu less and less recently, Zuo Zhu asked himself to wait for him here yesterday, but he didn't see anyone when he came today.

As soon as he put it down, a gust of wind blew up his clothes, and the wind tended to blow more and more. He hugged the bamboo next to him so as not to be blown away.

Seeing that the bamboo was about to be uprooted by the wind, the wind suddenly stopped and turned to blow his hair.

Chen Yici smelled a familiar fragrance, and let go of it in surprise.

However, the moment he just let go, the wind wrapped him up and lifted him up into the air with strong wind force.

Chen Yici subconsciously wanted to grab the bamboo, but when he caught a void, a few leaves fell into his hands when he was feeling uneasy.

Before he could hold on tight, he landed on a large expanse of ice.

The surrounding bamboo forest has disappeared, replaced by a sheet of ice and snow.

He was standing on this piece of ice and snow, surrounded by a vast expanse.

He unfolded the leaf in his hand and found that there were several basic dance movements drawn on it.

Lower back, splits, cross fork, one leg upright...

All diagrams are easy to understand.

Chen Yici has been practicing these movements for a while, but there is nothing special about them.

Except that the venue is a bit special.

Chen Yici asked curiously:

"Why do you come to practice dancing on the ice?"

Feng Sheng didn't answer, only heard the wind weakening until it disappeared completely.

Then Zuo Zhu, who had transformed into a solid body, stepped on the water and walked over, pressing down on his body.

Chen Yici broke out in cold sweat, feeling the pain unbearably.

His body is very stiff, and he has practiced step by step. He has only practiced for a few days, and the splits cannot be completely done, and he may be injured.

Zuo Zhu directly pressed the person down, and the person under him was sweating all the time, but his movements intensified.

Chen Yici couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, bit his lip, and felt that his lower body seemed to be torn apart.

The two legs were stretched straight into a line, and the insteps were stretched straight.

Chen Yici was lying on the ice, although it was steaming cold, but sweat dripped from the top of his head.

Zuo Zhu glanced lightly at the person below him, then let go:

"do not move."

Pain as if the bones were being torn, Chen Yici nodded obediently in a daze between the bone-eating pains, and said hello softly.

Zuo Zhu lowered his eyes, glanced at the people on the ice, got up and left.

Chen Yici heaved a sigh of relief after feeling the fragrance disappear from his side.

He didn't feel how cold it was, although the ice cubes were chilling, but he didn't feel frozen at all.

It just hurts.

He was in so much pain that he secretly wanted to get up, and shook his sore hands supporting the ice. Just as he was about to slowly retract his legs while supporting the ice, he heard a strange sound.

There was a sound of shattering ice cubes.

Then within two seconds, all the surrounding ice surface shattered and floated away.

Except for the piece of ice on which he lay on his stomach.

The surrounding ice drifted farther and farther away, and soon Chen Yici lay on the ice as if he had become an isolated island in the ocean.

……

He finally knew what the function of this ice surface was.

The ice melted very skillfully, just fitting the contours of his legs, and the seams were tight.

Chen Yici didn't dare to move, he was as helpless and pitiful as a little polar bear.

Just when he suspected that his leg might be broken when he went back today, the hair on his forehead was gently blown by the wind.

The wind brought a slight coolness and a burst of fragrance, blowing over his whole body.

Chen Yici felt that his legs became lighter and the pain eased a lot.

Chen Yici stared at the hem of his clothes blown up by the wind, his consciousness seemed to be blown by warm wind, and he was drowsy and sleepy.

When he fell asleep, his consciousness was hazy, but he could feel the gentle wind blowing by his ears all the time.

Chen Yici exclaimed happily:

"Zuo Zhu, is that you?"

The air is moving, but there is no response.

Chen Yici is unyielding:

"I thought you were gone, did you eat the meal I brought you?"

After a long time, there was a faint hum in the air.

Chen Yici maintained the painful leg-pressing movements, but had a silly smile on his face.

Feeling the wind passing through his fingertips, he felt a little itchy, subconsciously wanted to move, and was reprimanded:

"Don't move, you'll fall."

Chen Yici looked at the precarious ice cubes under him, and obediently let out a lingering fear.

The basic movements are drawn on the leaves.

After splitting the fork, I continued to practice lower back, one-legged independence, back curling and other movements.

When practicing one-legged independence, he stepped on the ice with one foot, and the surrounding water was bottomless and wide, and he was sweating coldly, but he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest.

One day later, when he finally came down from the ice and returned to the land, he embraced the grass with excitement and wept with joy:

"Ah, the fragrance of the earth."

After breathing in the fragrance to his heart's content, he supported his body tremblingly, like an 80-year-old man, and thoughtfully found a crutch for himself to stick on.

The next week or two was like this. From the severe pain at the beginning, my body gradually adapted to it.

It's just strange that he hasn't seen Zuo Zhu in the past two weeks.

To be precise, I have never seen the entity left by.

At first, I could still feel a gust of wind blowing around me, but then I couldn't see anyone for a whole day, and it's the same today.

An old man in white came out from behind the bamboo forest.

Chen Yici had seen this old man and was always by Zuo Zhu's side.

With a smile on his face, the old man said, "Master, let me tell you that you don't have to come here tomorrow."

Two weeks of ice training, which was comparable to devil training, is finally over. He should feel relaxed, but he feels a little bit of reluctance and worry.

He worried: "Can I see Zuo Yi?"

He didn't even see the left side for several days.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he said tactfully:

"My lord has rested."

In the past few days, when Chen Yici came here every day, he prepared a meal for Zuo Zhu, but the insulated food box was always taken back intact.

Chen Yici held the untouched food box and said stubbornly:

"I just look at him."

The old man still smiled unchanged:

"Please come back."

Chen Yici opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth, didn't say anything, just looked at the ice surface before leaving.

After Chen Yi resigned.

The old man put the insulation box outside the door, knocked on the door, looked at the cloud of mist inside the door, frowned worriedly, and retreated out after looking at it for a while.

inside the house.

Zuo Zhu's whole body was translucent, and the blown yellowed leaves swirled and passed through his body.

The leaves near him were slowly condensed into frost, and within two or three seconds, they were frozen into a large pool of ice leaves.

The countless gravel that passed through his body were frozen into ice particles.

Zuo Zhu stretched out his hand to grab the leaf, but his palm went straight through the leaf and caught a piece of air.

He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate all his strength in the palm of his hand.

Watching the translucent fingertips gradually condense into entities, he carefully stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch the blade at all.

The leaves pass through his hands unhindered, he is as transparent as air, and dissolves like air in the air, unable to capture the sense of existence.

A gust of wind blew up thousands of withered yellow leaves on the ground.

The wind is blowing to the left, and the leaves are accompanied by sand, gravel and loess rushing towards the left, piercing Zuo Zhu's body piece by piece.

Zuo Zhu sat indifferently on the spot, under the attack like a storm, without any expression on his face, but the surrounding cold gradually condensed, and the temperature in the whole room dropped rapidly.

The overwhelming snowflakes fell one after another, passing through Zuo Zhu's body unhindered, and his body began to become cold.

Huge raindrops hit the lake and also hit Zuo Zhu's body.

He looked at the heavy rain in confusion, holding the meal that Chen Yici sent in his arms.

He cautiously used his hands to cover the food box, trying to cover it, but it was in vain.

The rain penetrated his body, but his body was not wet, but the food box in his arms was completely washed and soaked by the rain.

Zuo Zhu likes to eat potatoes and green vegetables very much. When eating, he carefully picks out the potato chips and eats them clean.

Chen Yici secretly wrote down his little actions, and also made a note of making an extra potato or stir-frying a small vegetable for each meal.

The small green vegetables in the food box have been soaked by the rain, and they are crumpled and shrunk into a ball, losing their original blue luster. The potatoes have also been washed into black by the mud, and the glutinous rice chicken that exudes a sweet smell also looks like No appetite.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

Zuo Zhu's action to cover the food box became more and more urgent, but the rainwater penetrated his body, and the rotten food was soaked without being affected by it.

Zuo Zhu hurriedly wanted to grab the leaves around to cover the lid of the food box, but his hand fell through the air.

He didn't care about other things, he picked up the food box with both hands, and his hands went straight to the food box, and bent his whole body to hug the food box, but the food box seemed to weigh a thousand catties, motionless.

Zuo Zhu stopped in vain, bent down, lowered his eyes, just stared at the food box, his fingers became colder, looking at the food box that he couldn't touch at all.

Sensing his emotions, the sky was overcast and rain poured down.

The food box was overturned in place, and all the potatoes and muddy vegetables inside rolled out.

Zuo Zhu stared at Xiao Qingcai for a moment, then stretched out his hand, slowly towards Xiao Qingcai.

At this moment, a white and slender hand reached out.

He picked up the food box that fell on the ground, picked up the chopsticks, and closed the lid of the food box.

Then put it squarely on the ground.

Zuo Zhu looked up at him.

Chen Yici stood in front of him, with worry in his eyes, and looked down at the people on the ground.

The rain splashed and made puddles around Chen Yici, but it didn't wet him at all.

Like a person blessed by heaven, all the storms can't get on him.

At this moment, he seemed to be a god.