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The rain outside the window was even faster, hitting the top of the Xuan, making a dense sound like fried beans. Strange to say, this kind of sound has far exceeded the noise standard, but anyone who has some leisure and elegance will not regard this sound of rain hitting roof tiles and window lattices as noise.

From a distance, 'cover the red wall' is a red wall and blue tile, in fact, the whole body is a bamboo and wood structure, the wall is the hardest iron pear wood, the top tile is made of oil bamboo with a thick mouth of the Jinggang bowl, the life is comparable to the stone bricks and tiles, and there is no peculiar smell, only a burst of fragrance hits people, the rain hits down the bamboo tile, makes a crisp and beautiful sound, makes people feel refreshed, not only hypnotic, but also drinks.

The beauty is delicious, it is said that the world is beautiful, the beauty of the world, and the people who associate it with their breasts and legs are their own problems, so it is no wonder that the ancients who created this word.

"Tsk, good wine, good wine, you can drink this kind of wine every day, so you don't have a wasted life. Xiao Zhou, you are a master, you are so good at enjoying life"

Spending a huge amount of money to buy Genyue, renovating the courtyard, planting Sanyin Sydney pear, Jiaotou jujube and other exotic fruits, it is just that, it will actually make wine. Ying Wanying sighed, compared to this young man, let alone himself, even Li Jucheng has lived in vain, he has worked hard all his life to make money, and he suddenly woke up, only to find that his life has gone ninety percent of the time, and the sunset is infinitely better, but it is about to set?

"Life is like a dream, if you knew it was like this, you should invite three or five confidants, wine-colored heroes and courage, and there is no 'good' person in the world? Xiao Zhou, you are still awake early, but unfortunately my old man has woken up from his dream now, and it is too late. ”

Two catties of wine went down to one catty and eight taels, most of which were drunk by the old man and his son, Ying Wanying glared at his son again, and firmly grasped the remaining two taels of wine in his hand, it seemed that even Zhou Yi didn't plan to give it, and began to nag with a big tongue: "It's late, it's late." The sun is about to set. ”

This is a rich man who drinks a lot of treasures, and a character at the level of Li Chaoren, and it is like this if he drinks too much, and there is no essential difference between him and the old farmer in the countryside who poured a pound of 'dried sweet potato'.

"Yes, yes, red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, and the wall full of spring palace wall Liu Zhou brothers, how many good sisters do you have?"

Ying Baizhi is also high, and the topic begins to shift from wine to women, the so-called 'rouge is a little shallow taste, and the jade cup is red and dark', in the eyes of men, wine and women are inseparable. can talk about this, that is really seeing Zhou Yi as a brother, getting closer and closer.

"A few good sisters, let me tell you Ying Baizhi, your father I can ponder this, because I'm old, you can't do it!"

The old man is not all drunk, and he has a bottom line. This is also the bitterness of life, knowing that time passes like a white horse. If you don't pay attention to it, most of your life is over, and all the money and beauty power and status are empty, but seeing emptiness does not mean that you realize emptiness, and it is even more difficult to achieve emptiness. The four major ones are no longer mortals, and the CEO of Duolin Temple can't preside over them, and he is also talkative when he sees beautiful women.

Zhou Yi heard it wrong, and the topic of the old man began to circle around the woman's feet and neck. Hurriedly changed the topic: "Even if it's sunset when you're only about seventy? That's not necessarily, there are health people in Chinese history who have lived past three hundred years old, and you are also a young man." ”

One sentence amused Ying Wanying: "Xiao Zhou, you can really comfort people." Okay, the wine has been drunk, the fruit has been eaten, let's start playing chess, shall we? You are the champion of the Ying Cup, I dare not treat it with a draw, just let me do three words?"

This is modesty, in fact, Ying Wanying has been fond of Go since he was young, and his calculation power declines when he is old, but when it comes to chess experience, it is not something that Mao Yu can cope with, but he took the initiative to ask Zhou Yi to let three words, just this mind is praised.

"If you don't have to use the three of you, we will draw chess, and the pursuit is chess, not winning or losing. Zhou Yi smiled.

"Okay, a good one who pursues chess, whether he wins or loses, then listen to you, my old man is not hypocritical. Ying Wanying laughed, put the rest of the two two or five gods on his neck, picked up two black and two white chess pieces, and put them on the four star positions respectively, and said with a smile: "There is wine and rain today, my little friend and I are in a high place, pursuing this chess road in the clouds and mist, I want to come to the ancient rhyme fairy wind is nothing more than that, how about we play a game of chess?"

Zozi chess is the ancient rules of Go, black and white characters have their own astrological positions, there is no modern change of small eyes and high eyes inside and outside the purpose, the ancient style and ancient rhyme are dignified, there are many less clever changes, but more heavy. It is said that Mr. Wu Qingyuan is very fond of playing chess, his chess path is also thick and solid, although there is a light and clever wind of change, but there are not many cunning, Ying Wanying wants to play chess, that is from the heart of himself and Zhou Yi compared to the ancient gentleman, the four corners are certain, the victory or defeat is to see the big opening and closing of the abdomen, which is the gentleman's frank truth.

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded: "At the invitation of the old man." ”

Ying Wanying picked up a black character and put it on Tianyuan. According to the modern concept of Go, the first move of Tianyuan is a big loss, but in the zazi chess, it is a point of contention, which is directly related to the later chess game.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, picked up a white piece, and removed the edges. Ying Wanying was demolished opposite the same side, Zhou Yi flew in the upper right corner, guarding the corner and taking into account the external situation, Ying Wanying continued to dismantle the side, and wanted to look big. The two sides went back and forth, fighting in one place.

Once the chess walked away, Ying Wanying's whole mind sank into the chess, at this moment, whether it was Zhou Yi or Wu Qingyuan sitting opposite, or even an amateur chess player on the street, there was no difference;

I'm not afraid that your energy will fail, and I'm afraid that I'm afraid of giving up. Zhou Yi saw in Ying Wanying the spirit of never giving up, with this spirit, there is hope, the Tao is like this, and the number of people's lives is even more so.

The fierceness of the fight of the seat chess is by no means imaginable in modern Go, only to see the black and white two long dragons on the chessboard tangled and coiled, you have me, I have you, than the catkins who learned the Su Nu Sutra and inspired the leisurely hero, the little brother changed Zhou Yi last night was more affectionate and passionate.

"Good chess, but it's a pity that it's not enough to live?"

Zhou Yi broke off first and then pointed, and searched repeatedly, and the big dragon that was squeezing became a gamble. If you don't live at a glance, what you see is a dead game.

"Brother Zhou"

Ying Baizhi also knows a little bit about chess, and he can still see that he can see that his father's big dragon is angry and angry, and he looks at Zhou Yi with some anxiety.

What is the condition of the father. No one knows better than him, thinking that Zhou Yi is also a delicate person, and he should release water a little to make an old man who has not died long happy, how could he have thought that Zhou Yi would be so 'vicious' and save no face at all.

But there is no father and son on the chessboard, and people should win chess, and he can't say anything, but he is worried that his father will be in a bad mood when he loses, which will affect his body.

"Mr. Ying, this game of chess may not mean that you lose. Why don't you take a closer look?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly and gave Ying Wanying an encouraging look.

"There should be chess"

God is fair, people's memory and calculation decline when they get old, but experience and intuitive judgment will be enhanced accordingly, although it is not clear, Ying Wanying intuitively feels that there is chess, and after being reminded by Zhou Yi, there is no doubt.

"Where is the chess? There must be, there must be!"

The old man's face was flushed. A white gas rose straight above his head, like a miracle. Ying Baizhi was frightened, glared at Zhou Yi several times accusatorily, and said, "Where is there any chess?" Don't think about it, Brother Zhou is the champion of the Ying Cup, and even Shi Buddha can't beat him, can you still turn the tables?" The father's body is more important.

"Mr. Ying don't worry, Mr. Ying is fine, the elderly occasionally concentrate on one thing. It's good for the body, so where will there be a problem?"

Zhou Yi smiled, his spiritual power secretly emitted, and after approaching Ying Wanying, he suddenly felt that his spiritual power vibrate, as if he had encountered something blocking him.

"Remarkable. Sure enough, love is the best teacher, when ordinary people concentrate on doing one thing, it turns out that there will be spiritual power emitted, but the old man is the old man, if I don't use the means, I'm afraid Mr. Ying will really not be able to support it.

"A leisurely heart, away from the suffering of the world. Mr. Ying, there is only so much I can do, whether you can feel it or not, it's up to you. ”

Secretly cast a trace of spiritual light on Ying Wanying's spiritual power, Zhou Yi put away his spiritual power at the same time, and only monitored nearby, but no longer contacted him. As soon as the spiritual power of the two came into contact just now, Ying Wanying seemed to have a sense, and looked around in confusion, but this risk was not good to take again.

"Huh?"

Ying Wannian's body shook up, and a confused expression appeared on his face. He seemed to sense a power, a power that could make people rejuvenate, and this power rushed into his body, making him refresh, as if he was more than ten years younger in an instant!

Looking back at the chess game, I felt as if there was a sudden electronic picture in my mind, and the chessboard was suddenly very clear, forgetting the big dragon that was about to die in anger, Ying Wanying's mind suddenly flashed with an idea.

"My guess is really good, when people's spiritual power is extremely condensed, they only need a little spiritual light as a guide to absorb part of the essence of the earth, otherwise with the trace of spiritual light I separated, Mr. Ying will definitely not have such a change!"

Zhou Yi 'saw' clearly, just now, the earth essence faintly revealed from the main body of the strange stone was absorbed by Ying Wanying. This main body of the strange stone has also been formed for many years, and it contains some earth essence, and it was absorbed by him last time, and Ying Wanying absorbed it less than one percent, but this earth essence has entered the body, which is enough for him to prolong his life for ten years!

"Okay, well, I understand a truth again, heaven and earth give birth to all things, feeding life all the time, these earth essence heaven and earth are created as a natural tonic for human beings and all life, but it is a pity that there are really people who can really be like Mr. Ying, devote all their body and mind to the most seeking the three thousand avenues? The Buddhas and masters of the past have been interested in shedding tears in front of the red dust sentient beings, presumably this is the truth."

Zhou Yi is saving people, and he is also realizing himself.

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Thank you :) tomorrow is still two changes for the time being, and the day after tomorrow will start to add more :) (to be continued.) )