"Chess?" Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment and asked casually.

The old man shook his head, lightly tapped the dusty plastic desktop with his oil-stained right index finger, and then responded while drawing circles: "The square chessboard is black and white, and the enclosure is besieging the city." ”

When I was in elementary school, I taught one or two lessons, but I never played them formally, and sometimes I played backgammon. Zhao Feng replied truthfully.

The old man was silent for a moment after hearing this, as if he had figured out something, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of helplessness and self-deprecation, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fate has come, how can there be any reason to force it...... Boy, have you ever heard of Wang Jixin's name?"

Unfamiliar name, Zhao Feng recalled it a little, and finally determined that he had no impression of this name, so he could only shake his head.

"Hehe, that is a chess player when Tang Xuanzong, and this bamboo tube is the chess tube that the chess player carries with him on weekdays, although it is so, it can only be regarded as a well-preserved antiquity, and its origin is also the word of mouth of the previous holders of this thing, in which the truth has long been impossible to investigate, the value is limited, but it is also the only valuable thing on the stone someone. ”

"Young boy, don't be in a hurry to refuse, although someone Shi is down, he also has self-esteem, this thing repays the favor, and the two don't owe each other!" The old man's expression was firm, and he forced the bamboo tube into Zhao Feng's hand.

"It's so heavy...... Is there something in this bamboo tube?" Zhao Feng was secretly shocked in his heart, as soon as he started this bamboo tube, the weight was not light.

"Okay, okay, boy, I see that you also have something to do, let's go! Shi is going to leave Nanshan today and find another place to transfer, if there is a fate, goodbye!" the old man waved his hand magnanimously.

Zhao Feng opened his mouth, but looking at the old man's resolute expression, he didn't say anything more in the end, and left with the bamboo tube......

Five minutes after Zhao Feng left, the old man suddenly got up, slammed the mineral water and chicken leg in his hand to the ground, and laughed: "Hahahahaha

Shi Zhonglong, who looks like an old man in his sixties and seventies, is actually only twenty-nine years old, and at the age of nine, he discovered that he had the ability to control the wind, and when he was ten years old, he was discovered by an organization, and after negotiating with Shi Zhonglong's parents, he took him out of the world.

In the next few years, the Shijia family of Fengfeng City became rich and became famous.

Five years ago, Shi Zhonglong went out of the mountain and returned to his hometown.

The Shi family is prominent, and Shi Zhonglong naturally lives the life of a rich second generation, coupled with his extraordinary abilities, his style of action is even more arrogant and uninhibited, and he soon became a "dragon Shao" in Fengfeng City, which can be regarded as notorious and notorious.

However, Shi Zhonglong's good life only lasted for a year.

The opportunity of the matter was the bamboo tube that was transferred to Zhao Feng, and the previous owner of the bamboo tube had to take out the bamboo tube for sale in order to make a living due to the decline of his family lineage, and was finally taken away by Shi Zhonglong at a very small price.

Shi Zhonglong couldn't put down the chessstick, and he could sense a good breath of time from it, so he judged that this thing was by no means ordinary.

On the second day after Shi Zhonglong became the master of the chess tube, the Shi family talked about a big business.

After that, there will be a small accident every week and a big accident every month.

A year later, the Gao Feng Shi family, which ranks among the top 10 richest people in Southeast Province, has shown a trend of decline.

At first, the Shi family thought that there were forces secretly targeting, but after a professional assessment of the family's losses over the past year, a simple but unacceptable fact was reached: the Shi family was just unlucky.

The mine under the Shijia industry has a major accident due to a landslide, and the construction period of many real estate projects under its name has been repeatedly postponed due to the impact of natural weather, which directly affects the family capital recovery chain.

In order to ensure that the capital chain would not be broken, the Shi family began to sell the family business on a small scale, but the buyers who accepted the property also fell into the whirlpool of bad luck......

In two years, the Shi family, which had risen rapidly, completely lost its foothold at the peak, and a small wave of elites of the family fled overseas with the last funds to seek development.

In fact, he only knows a little about Go, but every day when he opens his eyes, there will be an inexplicable impulse, so that he consciously looks for a place to play, constantly playing against various folk Go players, and every time he can defeat his opponent with his amazing chess skills, and even force several chess players who are expected to impact the profession to lose their confidence in playing chess......

When Shi Zhonglong came back to his senses, the Shi family was already doomed, and he finally realized that the decline of the Shi family began when he obtained the chess tube.

Shi Zhonglong tried to throw away the chess stick several times, but every time he woke up from his sleep, the chess stick would inevitably appear at the head of his bed, and with his ability he could not destroy it at all.

Later, Shi Zhonglong began to dream of some fragments of memories about the origin of the chess tube, and as his understanding of the chess barrel deepened, not only did he continue to have bad luck, but even his appearance began to age, and finally he became an old beggar on the street.

Recently, Shi Zhonglong learned from a dream that the way to get rid of the chess stick is to transfer it to someone else for a "legitimate reason", and as long as the other party accepts it, the chess stick will recognize the other party as the new owner.

Shi Zhonglong set up several games to give the chess barrel to innocent passers-by, but perhaps because the motive was too "obvious", the result was either rejected by vigilant passers-by, or after giving it away, he returned to him the next day.

And this time it was transferred to Zhao Feng, and Shi Zhonglong clearly felt it at the first time: his subtle connection with the chess cylinder was broken!

Shi Zhonglong didn't care what kind of bad luck the chess tube would bring to Zhao Feng, even if he knew that Zhao Feng would lose his life because of this, he would never have the slightest hesitation or mercy, and everything he had lost, he was confident that he would regain it one by one with his own strength.

"Gao Feng, my Long Shao is back again!"

......

Zhao Feng, who accidentally got the chess tube, didn't know that his bad luck was coming, this night's wild running had made him feel tired, and now he urgently needed to find a place to sleep well, considering that he was not familiar with the nearby storefront, and in order to save some money, Zhao Feng finally entered a millennial Internet café on the side of the road, and spent twelve yuan to charter a six-hour single private room.

The price of a private room is five cents more expensive per hour than an ordinary location, but Zhao Feng's main purpose is to sleep, and if he sleeps in an ordinary position, his belongings can easily be taken away by pickpockets.

After the start-up, Zhao Feng first checked the information about "Wang Jixin", and further understood the Tang Dynasty's famous Go master, after learning that Wang Jixin was actually responsible for accompanying the emperor to play chess during the Tang Xuanzong period, he began to doubt the authenticity of the chess cylinder in his hand.

"If it is really the chess cylinder that Wang Jixin carried with him, then this is an antique, how could it fall into my hands so inexplicably?" ......Zhao Feng didn't believe it in his heart, he tried to take off the cloth cover on the chess cylinder before, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tear off the cloth, and even the sharp stone couldn't cut it, just this alone, this chess cylinder is not simple.

"Even if it's not an antique, I definitely don't lose anything, let's sleep first, and then find a chance to identify its authenticity......" Zhao Feng casually put the chess tube on the computer table, then curled his legs into the gaming chair, leaned back slightly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed, even in the private room, he still couldn't stop the noise in the Internet café, but Zhao Feng was too sleepy, and soon fell asleep in such a harsh environment......

In the dream, Zhao Feng's consciousness drifted into an illusion, and he glimpsed an unusually lush bamboo forest, in which ordinary people are placed, as small as ants in the mountains and seas.

But I saw a tall figure in the depths of the bamboo forest, constantly waving the axe, the axe blade cut on the bamboo, making a clear aggressive sound, the sound rhythm is very stable, and the wind through the bamboo forest caused by the sound of the perfect combination, composing a song of nature, with this as an introduction, the figure seems to also be integrated into this bamboo sea, truly one with nature.

After a long time, the figure put down the axe, sat cross-legged on the ground covered with bamboo leaves, took a bamboo tube covered with black cloth and red rope from his waist, pulled the red rope suddenly, and pulled off the black cloth, and the bamboo tube was a crystal clear liquid.

At this time, a strong aroma of wine spread in the bamboo forest, and the aroma of wine even affected Zhao Feng's consciousness, so that he couldn't help but swallow his saliva even if he didn't drink at all.

Zhao Feng doesn't like to drink, he simply resists the loss of control that may occur when he gets drunk, although he has never lost control.

The aroma of the wine is thick but not pungent, mixed with a refreshing sense of mountain spring, giving people a feeling of being at the bottom of a waterfall, looking up at the natural magnificence, feeling small, and sighing mysterious.

Knowing the dream within the dream, such as setting the scene in the scene.

The figure looked up and swallowed for more than a quarter of an hour, during which the aroma of wine continued, it was hard to imagine that there would be so much wine in the small bamboo tube, and at the same time as he put down the bamboo tube, the dream changed, and in the fog, a faint shadow could be seen, pointing to the black and white, and settled Tianyuan......

Buzz!!

Awakened by the strong vibration of the copycat, Zhao Feng took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and found that it was a call from Liu Fang, the head teacher of the third year of high school, and the time was already 7:27 in the morning, and the originally overcrowded Internet café seemed to be much deserted, and there were two or three cleaners cleaning in the aisle.

Zhao Feng picked up the phone, and before he could speak, a gentle and tactful voice came from the receiver: "Hey, Zhao Feng! I'm Teacher Liu, have you eaten?"

"Hello teacher, I just got up and was about to go to breakfast. Zhao Feng replied, then got up and turned off the computer host, picked up the bamboo tube on the table, and walked to the door of the Internet café.

"Oh, that's it...... That, in fact, I want to talk to you about repeating, although our results in the college entrance examination this time are not ideal, but the teacher still hopes that you will not give up hope, if you are busy, I can wait for you to finish eating and then call you, or you come to school, we will talk in person?" Liu Fang said cautiously, for fear that some of his casual words would stimulate Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was silent, in fact, he had considered repeating, but he had no confidence in learning, worried that repeating would just make him waste another year, and besides, he was now more concerned about cultivating the Eight Desolation Martial Veins.

If it weren't for Liu Fang's phone call, Zhao Feng would definitely not choose to repeat it.

But now the situation is different, and Zhao Feng can't ignore the advice of a person who thinks about himself - there are still people who haven't given up on him.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Feng responded, "Teacher Liu, I will repeat the ......"

At this moment, from the intersection behind Zhao Feng, a truck came, the truck driver was sleepy and squinted because of fatigue driving, and lost his mind for a while, and the steering wheel failed to turn in time, causing the front of the car to rush straight to Zhao Feng!