Early morning.
It was getting later and later, but it was still dark outside.
Whoosh!
A fist broke through the obstruction of the air and rushed straight forward. It was very fast, but when it stopped, it was clean and neat, without any sloppiness. The fist intent of Dan Kai's fist had begun to show some signs of moderation.
Then — whoosh! Dong! Pa!
His horse stance was steady, his movements were as fast as lightning, and his fists and feet were like the wind.
Zhang Zian was wearing ordinary sportswear. He meticulously executed his moves and started today's boxing class.
This was part of the daily routine in the pet shop, and everyone was used to it. The so-called everyone, of course, referred to the elfins in the shop.
Old Time Tea leaned on the windowsill, seemingly not caring about Zhang Zian's boxing lesson. Instead, it looked out of the window leisurely, enjoying the morning full of fireworks. People who got up early hurriedly walked on the ice and snow, exhaling faint white smoke as they rushed to their different daily routines. The city, which had slept for the whole night, gradually woke up in the morning.
It sat on a cool cushion, with a small teacup next to it. The freshly brewed tea was steaming, and the faint fragrance of the tea permeated the whole room.
For Famous, who had a sensitive sense of smell, the fragrance of the tea was not faint, but strong. After living in the shop for a long time, it could even detect whether there was an extra or a less tea leaf, which caused a slight change in the intensity of the fragrance.
Xinghai played hide-and-seek with the American Shorthair upstairs and downstairs, and they had a lot of fun. Sometimes, the Abyssinian cat named Wendy would also join in.
Famous was very envious of Xinghai, who could play so carefreely. Although it was envious, it was not jealous, because this was what Xinghai deserved. After experiencing countless painful reincarnations, it had a reason to play happily. The world owed it a carefree childhood.
Famous also felt that it owed Xinghai, because it had lived with Xinghai in the black box for so long, but it had never once accepted Xinghai's invitation to play hide-and-seek with it. The fear of death made it not want to play. Of course, the timeline in the black box was not real. It was just a node in Xinghai's memory. Since Famous invaded and copied this memory, this memory had deviated from reality.
Should I join them in their game of hide-and-seek? Famous was still not in the mood. The game could be played at any time. At present, it had more urgent problems to consider.
Before Zhang Zian started practicing, Fina and Snowy Lionet had already gone downstairs to take a nap. They didn't like the dust and noise when practicing, and they also felt that Zhang Zian, who was concentrating on practicing, was very boring.
The sound of someone banging on the toilet door could be heard, as well as Richard's yelling. "I'm done, let me out!"
As soon as Zhang Zian got up, he threw Richard, who was still sleeping soundly, into the toilet, closed the door, and told it to take care of itself before coming out. Unfortunately, just like the previous two days, Zhang Zian forgot about this poor grey parrot as soon as he started practicing boxing.
Famous walked to the toilet door, lifted a front paw, unlocked the door, and pushed the door open.
Richard flapped his wings and flew out, bringing with him the stench of bird droppings.
"Thanks, bro! Luckily you let me go! " Richard landed on Famous's back gratefully. "Zhang Zian is such a heartless guy. I suspect that he secretly awakened an S attribute in his body!"
Famous shook its body. It didn't want Richard to land on its back — the faint stench reminded it that this grey parrot probably didn't wipe its butt after pooping …
Richard didn't care. It flew to the pillow, buried its head in the blanket, and continued to sleep. It changed its posture to lying on its side, covering its ears with one of its wings.
Whether it was playing, teaching, or sleeping, everyone seemed to have their own things to do. Only Famous felt lost and had nothing to do. It was very sleepy, but it couldn't fall asleep. It was worried about the Tibetan Mastiff, so it couldn't sleep peacefully.
"Stop!"
Old Time Tea suddenly shouted.
Zhang Zian stopped moving, like a frozen film. He maintained the posture when Old Time Tea shouted to stop. His feet were firmly planted on his lower body, his left hand slanted like he was playing the pipa, and his right hand was stretched forward, looking straight ahead.
Old Time Tea turned its head. Its pupils were like jujube pits, and the membrane on the back of its retina reflected the morning light, shining like a gem.
It said slowly, "The key point of the Hidden Palm Killer Hand is the word 'Fu.' Zian, your palm was' Chop, 'not' Fu. 'You used too much force. Although this move looks very fierce, it is a technique that can move a thousand pounds with little effort. The beauty of the Hidden Palm Killer Hand is to use the enemy's strength to fight back. The left hand catches the enemy's fist, and then presses down to change the direction of the enemy's strength. When the enemy loses control of his center of gravity, cooperate with the Chop Killer Hand with your right hand, and win with one hit. You won't give the enemy a chance to breathe or fight back. "
Zhang Zian kept his posture, thought for a while, and nodded. "I got it."
After saying that, he returned to the end of the previous style and performed the "Ambush Palm to Kill the Neck" again.
Famous watched his movements. This time, the trajectory of his right hand changed. It was softer than last time, and his right palm pressed down instead of chopping. Even for a layman like Famous, this move was more in line with the calm and peaceful image of the first punch.
After finishing this move, he stopped to carefully figure out the angle and strength of this move, and then he did it again. This time, it was more smooth and natural than last time.
Old Time Tea smiled.
Famous felt strange. Old Time Tea didn't watch Zhang Zian practice. It was almost staring at the cup of hot tea in front of it, as if there was a world in the tea. How did it know that Zhang Zian's punch was wrong?
Famous looked up at the clock on the wall. It was still early, so it wouldn't delay today's shoot.
There was a pot on the stove in the kitchen, and the light blue flame was gently licking the bottom of the pot. There was a muffled sound in the pot, and the strong smell of stewed beef and potato went into Famous's nostrils. It couldn't help but swallow its saliva.
The windowsill was quite wide, and it was the kind of bay window that people could sit on. The previous owner of this house probably used to grow flowers on the windowsill, because there were faint circular marks on the countertop. This was caused by the flowerpot being placed in the same place for many years, and it couldn't be wiped off even if it was wiped.
Famous jumped on the windowsill, and it was separated from Old Time Tea by the teacup.
Old Time Tea was relaxed and didn't care. The windowsill was quite long anyway.
Famous looked out, and the sensitive tip of its nose accidentally touched the glass. It was so cold!
"Old Time Tea, how did you know that his punch was wrong?" Famous asked curiously.
Old Time Tea smiled, but didn't answer. It just raised its paw to show the teacup in front of it.
"I don't like tea." Famous shook its head.
Old Time Tea's eyelids were half closed, as if it was taking a nap.
Hu! Hu! Dong!
Zhang Zian continued to practice. Hu was the sound of his fist breaking through the air, and dong was the muffled sound of his feet stepping on the floor.
Famous was also a little sleepy. It lay down, and its chin was on its front legs. Its eyes slowly closed …
Dong!
Zhang Zian stepped on the floor again, twisted his body, and punched with the back of his palm.
Something seemed to tremble in Famous's field of vision.
It raised its head, and tried to stay awake, but it didn't find anything moving. Except for Zhang Zian, everything in the room seemed to be in an absolutely still state …
Maybe it was wrong … It had to be like this.
It lay down again, and its brain gradually emptied. It planned to go back to sleep for today's shoot.
Dong!
With Zhang Zian's step, something trembled in its field of vision again.
This time, it saw it clearly!
Famous's tiredness suddenly disappeared. Its pupils dilated, and it stared at the teacup in front of it in surprise.
It was the tea leaves floating in the teacup that trembled.
Every step Zhang Zian took would cause the teacup to resonate, and the calm tea would produce extremely subtle ripples. If Famous hadn't lowered its head and happened to choose a suitable angle, it would never have seen it.
Is this what Old Time Tea wanted me to see?
After noticing this detail, it further noticed more details.
The steam rising from the teacup was supposed to float straight up, but it was disturbed by the airflow caused by Zhang Zian's punches and kicks. It twisted and stretched, changing into unpredictable shapes, like a candle in the wind. The stronger and faster his punches were, the more the steam was affected, and the angle of the distortion was also slightly different …
Famous became more and more fascinated. Zhang Zian's movements were completely faithfully displayed by the steam and ripples, as if a tangible but intangible person was hovering and dancing above the teacup.
It understood that Old Time Tea used these to judge whether Zhang Zian's movements were in place, whether his lower body was stable, and whether he had mastered the method of punching …
Famous smiled and was about to share its discovery with Old Time Tea, but Zhang Zian had already finished his morning lesson. The ripples in the tea disappeared, and the waves were as flat as a mirror, reflecting Old Time Tea's brass eyes.
In an instant, Famous looked at Old Time Tea through the reflection in the tea.
The surrounding space suddenly distorted, and a huge vortex rose in the tea. Before Famous could react, it was sucked into it!
Here it comes again!
The world was spinning! Darkness fell!
Famous's heart was beating violently. Did it have to go back to the dark black box?
Come on, this time it was prepared, and it would not be at a loss like last time!
Famous temporarily lost consciousness. When it opened its eyes again, it found itself in a strange place. It was neither the windowsill on the second floor of the pet shop, nor the black box that coexisted with the sea of stars.
It was surrounded by dense woods, insects were chirping, and a bright moon was hanging high in the sky.
A well-proportioned young man was walking in the woods. He was wearing a long gown and a bamboo hat, and his face and expression could not be seen clearly.
He walked to an open space, stopped, and slowly turned around.
At this time, Famous noticed that there was a Dragon Li behind him, sitting a little far away from him, staring at him.
"A Cha, do you really not want to go to Xiangjiang with me?" the young man said.
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