"Who are you scolding?" The strong man opposite stood up with his eyebrows, staring at Ye Chong fiercely, "Is he looking for a beating?"

"I'll curse..." Ye Chong smiled bitterly and looked at the other party in a daze, "Yes, who did I scold this?"

In fact, when Ye Chong looked inside and saw that the number of military merit points columns were still cold gray, he couldn't help but vent his dissatisfaction. He didn't expect that the strong man on the opposite side would answer the conversation and was still aggressive.

This is great, it really makes Ye Chong laugh and cry.

Bullying the weak is not something he is willing to do, not to mention that the cause of the misunderstanding is also caused by him, so he naturally does not want to be as knowledgeable as a reckless man like the other party.

"Clean your mouth!" The strong man raised his head, looked down, and his nostrils were squirting, "Don't spray stench all over his mouth!"

Saw!

The girls on both sides covered their mouths and laughed.

When the strong man heard this voice, he immediately raised his chest proudly and exhaled a breath with great vigor. Suddenly, the sour smell filled the sky, as if the end of the world was coming.

Bang!

Bang!

The train was running significantly faster, making harsh friction and roars, like a Mercedes-Benz steel beast.

It is said that the fuel used in trains is anaerobic first-level coke. As a general fuel in the old and new worlds, this kind of thing has significantly improved its value and price.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for this thing, trains, which are almost the only long-distance transport tools in the world today, would have been completely paralyzed like planes and ships.

With the rumbling sound, Ye Chong simply closed his eyes and soon fell into deep thought.

But not long after, he opened his eyes again and frowned.

The air is stuffy and the space is cramped. You can't sleep and you can't think of anything.

Seeing that the girls on both sides were looking at their phones, he couldn't help but reach out and touched them into his arms.

Um?

This is?

When Ye Chong took out his hand from his arms, there was a square piece of white paper in his palm.

"I didn't remember to bring such blank paper.

After I found that I had lost something in the waiting room, I carefully checked the military vest in my arms.

It can be confirmed that there is no white paper ball.

In addition, I later found that when my phone was lying on the ground, there was only an ID card, bank card and train ticket next to it, and there was absolutely no such piece of paper.

That is to say...

This piece of paper appeared on me after that.”

Ye Chong was full of doubts, but he looked at the people around him calmly.

The strong man was dozing with his eyes closed, his nose and mouth whimpering, and kept ringing.

The girl on the left is wearing headphones and sliding her right hand with her phone screen, she should be listening to music.

The girl on the right is playing a fishing game on her mobile phone, and the screen is flashing.

The little boy behind him touched his waist from time to time, and he should be dozing.

Soon, Ye Chong opened the paper ball with a puzzled look on his face, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw seven small paintings drawn with pencils on it, and each small painting had a little man.

However, the villains in different small paintings are doing very different actions.

The first small painting is a little man standing there quietly, looking up at the sky in a daze.

Interestingly, there seemed to be a hint of excitement in his lifelike eyes.

"Um?

Although it is obviously a small painting drawn randomly by pencils, it gives people a strange feeling.

It seems that the villain inside is alive and may break out of paper at any time.

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of painting skills that make the characters appear on paper seems extraordinary.

If this ball of white paper was taken back from the ground and placed in my military vest, then if it weren't for these people on the train, it would have been done by the strange old man, and the possibility is more than 99%.

only……

If it was really a strange old man, why did he do this?

Is it to show off my painting skills?

wrong.

impossible.

Although he is asking me for money, he is definitely not a vulgar person.

Um?

When I first met him, he gave me a warning.

When I met him the second time, he scared me to sweat again.

I now boarded the train and another small piece of paper he gave me.

Is it another prank?

Or have ulterior motives?

Or pass on my skills?

Not right.

If he really wanted to teach me something, he would have to be so sneaky and tell me openly. I can still be grateful.

but……

Not necessarily.

The old man's behavior was already strange, and even if he did many inexplicable things, it would be normal for him.

What if he really wants to spread my skills and doesn’t want me to be grateful for this kind of preaching and receiving karma?”

When Ye Chong thought of this, he couldn't help but curl up his lips and quietly immersed in the appreciation of Xiaohua.

As time passed, his face gradually became deeper and serious, as if a ascetic monk who was exploring hard in the world suddenly discovered the truth of his life.

That kind of excitement and excitement cannot be described in words.

"It should be said that these seven small pictures are a picture teaching body skills.

The first picture talks about meditation, and the profound meanings are all in the eyes of a villain. Every time I look at it, I have a new understanding.

The second picture talks about dodging. The mystery is displayed between the villain's feet. If you look closely, it seems that the villain is dancing.

The third picture talks about rotation. The essence of it is displayed on the entire body, and the whole person is like a gyro that rotates continuously.

The fourth picture talks about taking off the air, and the mystery is reflected in the villain's hands, and the arms are buoyed and they rise up in the air, which is amazing.

The fifth picture talks about movement, and the deep meaning is displayed in the sea of ​​consciousness, using the power of the spirit as a carrier, and acting invisibly.

The sixth picture talks about seclusion...

The seventh picture…”

Ye Chong quietly looked at the small pictures on the white paper, over and over again, and couldn't stop at all, as if he was admiring the magical works of heaven and earth.

Time passed quietly.

"Uncle, can I look at the picture album in your hand?" The little boy's voice came from behind, "It looks pretty good. Did the uncle draw it himself?"

"Hmm? Hehe, let's show you a look." Ye Chong came back to his senses from his obsession, then raised the corner of his mouth and showed the white paper to the little boy, but did not let go.

"Huh? Is this bald strong?" The little boy tilted his head, "No, no, it seems he is an uncle."

puff!

Ye Chong's body shivered and couldn't help feeling a little sad. It turned out that his image was really worrying.

"I won't watch it anymore, I won't watch it anymore, it's so ugly." The little boy looked disdainful. "I thought there was a young lady dancing, but it turned out to be an uncle who was not wearing clothes."

puff!
Chapter completed!