The nineteen-way vertical and horizontal chessboard is not big, but it is not small, and a master like Masaki Takemiya can even create a vast universe on this square pattern, not to mention that Mao Mao and they are fans of the authorities and blind.

Diagonal small eyes to guard the corner is a very common layout, Go has developed to this day, any possibility in the layout stage has been explored by the masters, so in different periods, there will be the so-called 'own hand', this move is exactly like this, not only Nie Xiaochun has been down, Gu Li has been, even the island country's Benge faction, South Korea's fighting faction also loves it.

Because it is common, it is ordinary, but people will pay attention. Even if Zhou Yi has pointed out, the two masters of Nie Gu and Mao Mao are still a little puzzled: "Isn't it just a flat situation? Black chess takes the external potential, but there is a break point, white chess seems to be sealed, but it is fished to the ground, this is a typical two-point situation, it is difficult to say which side is better, if black chess is good at external potential development, is a supporter of the cosmic flow, then black chess is interesting, on the contrary, how white chess is a good hand of 'fishing first and then washing', can also be satisfied." ”

"Hehe" Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Zhou Yi nodded and smiled: "In other words, do you think there is no problem with the white chess spire?"

"Is there any doubt about that?"

Gu Li is a typical force fighting faction, and he unconsciously fell into trouble with Zhou Yi, before the chess path, there was only right and wrong, no buddy feelings, and he couldn't talk about it.

"Of course there are doubts, and they are very doubtful, in fact, the tip of the white move is very flawed, and if black simply folds the corner to take the outside momentum, I am afraid that he will lose the opportunity to win in one fell swoop."

Zhou Yi was speechless, making the three professional chess players stare at him, and Nie Xiaochun looked him up and down, probably treating him as a flower girl.

"!"

Nie Da Qisheng stuck his head deep on the chessboard, pondering for a while before raising his head and spitting out a dirty word.

It's pure nonsense, how many masters have gone through this local method, and a new formula has been formed. Where can it be overturned casually? Nie Xiaochun has a temperament that jumps out, he is the most serious scholar-type chess player on the chessboard, and the Nie clan's demon sword is famous all over the world, but even if he uses his demon and sword to go sideways, he can't accept Zhou Yi's statement.

Convince them unless they come up with the real thing. The three professional chess players looked at Zhou Yi with doubts in their eyes.

"What do you think if I go this far?"

Zhou Yi picked up the black chess with a smile, but instead of standing up and abandoning the corner, he clicked first along the way.

"There's still this chess move. Damn!" Nie Xiaochun's body shook and almost didn't lie on the chessboard.

"I'll lean on it!" Gu Li asked Cangtian speechlessly.

"Wonderful hand, no, it's a flying knife, Xiao Li's flying knife is a knife that is not in vain!"

Maomao's big eyes were brighter, like a she-wolf who had been hungry for three days.

"It's too insidious"

With Mao Mao's chess strength, he just saw that this was a good move, and he didn't calculate deeply for a while, what kind of chess strength did Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li have, once this layer of window paper was pierced by Zhou Yi, the two of them immediately calculated the result. Black is wonderful. If it is too early, white can be ignored, and too late it will become an official, with limited value. Zhou Yi made a move at this time. Although it is not possible to directly tighten the qi of white, but if white wants to kill against black, it must first cut off the connection between this piece and black, and the result will be self-tightening. There is no hope of killing.

This is Smecta, could it be said that black has taken the external momentum and has to poach the corners, so this chess still needs to continue to play? This is no longer a flying knife. It's a winner.

I've never heard of a winner or loser in the layout stage. Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li glanced at each other, the two masters gasped, knowing that they were shocked by this chess move, but what they didn't know was that when the two of them had a fight with Zuo Zhu, the spring love was revealed

The two guys also put away the chess pieces and began to study deeply, and Mao Mao also came over, men and women matched, and they were not tired of working.

Zhou Yi didn't talk much, picked up Nie Xiaochun's teacup, drank just the right tea before the rain, looked at the lights outside the window, and his originally somewhat impetuous heart gradually calmed down.

"It's too demonic, no matter how you put it, white chess is equivalent to losing a hand. This is the layout stage" Gu Li gasped and looked at Zhou Yi with a monster-like gaze.

"White's attempt to make a move can't be established, and the killing is less angry, and the original move is to break off a piece and then use black's disgrace to kill the black corner. ”

"Not bad"

Zhou Yi nodded, the chess master is the chess master, and he can find his own hand in such a short period of time, because of his strength: "This ending is that the white chess corner has not moved, and the number of eyes has not taken advantage, but the black chess has become an iron wall because of eating a piece, and there is no need to make up another hand, you can take the lead." ”

"Take the lead, it's not a matter of a hand"

Gu Li smiled bitterly and shook his head, this is the layout stage, what does it mean to take off the first hand? He couldn't imagine what the result would be if he was hit by Zhou Yi's flying knife in the layout stage?

"Mao Mao, have you remembered this flying knife?" Zhou Yi put down the teacup and looked at Mao Yu with a smile.

"Hmm!" Mao Yu nodded vigorously: "Remember, when the game comes, whoever dares to use the small eye two high sandwich white chess spire this pattern, I will give him a knife!" After speaking, he waved his pink little fist, indicating that he was very confident.

It's no wonder she is so excited, Zhou Yi's flying knife is based on the current mainstream formula, and it is conceivable that the probability of the opponent encountering a sniper will not be less than seventy percent.

"Hehe, it's a pity that no matter how wonderful the flying knife is, it can only be used once, as long as you use it, it will be fully studied immediately, even if you can't study a countermeasure, no one will cooperate with you like this next time. ”

Zhou Yi stood up with a smile and said: "So if you want to win chess, you still have to develop in an all-round way, even if you grind the gun in battle, you have to sharpen it in an all-round way, and winning with just one or two flying knives is a sideway after all." In this way, tomorrow I will bring Ye Zi over, and you, the teacher, will meet her first, and at the same time give you a few life-and-death problems, and you can eat them thoroughly, and you can improve your chess skills in a short time.

"Live or Dead?"

Nie Xiaochun and Gu Li felt that they couldn't understand Zhou Yi more and more, Mao Mao was also a professional third-stage, and if she released it, she would be a master of suppressing one side, what kind of life and death questions did she have not done?

"Oh, the wine is a little up, I'll go back to sleep first, so it's decided, I'll meet at Brother Nie's place tomorrow." Zhou Yi said hello and walked out of the room.

"Let's take a look tomorrow, I want to see his life and death."

Nie Xiaochun was a little indignant, Zhou Yi was too shocking, he always felt that he was no different from an amateur squatting on a street chess stall in front of this Zhou brother

***

The chess players are all night owls, and Zhou Yike has no time to spend with them, pointing out a wonderful flying knife, leaving a high, arrogant and mysterious back, the purpose is to roll back to Liu Wu's apartment as soon as possible.

Look at the time, it's one o'clock in the morning, this is really careless in making friends, delaying the good time. tiptoed into the room, and after washing the white, he touched the bed, only to find that Liu Meizi had entered a dream, exhaling and snoring lightly.

Fiddling with his little hands and feet, and even scratching his feet twice, the catkins who had already entered a deep sleep didn't wake up, just turned over, lay on the bed on all fours, and let out a protest-like dream in his mouth: "Brother, don't, people can't hold it anymore"

This stupid girl, why does she talk nonsense as soon as she falls asleep? Zhou Yi blames himself very much, and he has to bear the fault of the little brother.

Forget it, or touch the free room, make up for one night, people know enough, the big crab eats, and also easily trained the first beautiful chess player in China, the wind and rain on the wife's side will inevitably be missed, this is also a balance, chess is like humanity, there is no cheap reason for one person to take advantage of.

Sitting on the bed in the guest room, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to sleep, while it was not yet two o'clock, he first stood for his son's afternoon pile, and then crossed his knees on the bed, as if he was a master, his mind gradually sank into the sea of knowledge, according to the method of operation of the nine turns of Xuanjin, further condensed the internal qi, and after carrying it for a week, the sea of knowledge gradually brightened, and the memory fragments were like all kinds of books displayed in the library, and he took them out and flipped through them.

'Take' out the piece that carries Fang Hui's memory, carefully figure out the "Winter Scene Fragrance Accumulation Map", Zhou Yi can't help but secretly surprised, no wonder this is the most proud painting of Juran monk Pingsheng, every time he looks at this painting, he will feel different from the last time, it seems that the painting in the little Zhou Hou is already a flesh-and-blood living person, able to communicate with the viewer in general, a smile, but also with the onlooker's mind and move, is really the end of the people to see the noble, the evil people see the clouds and rain, the Buddhists see the Zen machine from the painting, the Taoist from the painting to see the heaven and the earth nature

Is this painting already in the painting path or close to the painting path? Zhou Yi couldn't tell the difference, and the foundation of the fifth-level painting art was not enough for him to see clearly.

At this time, it seems that repairing this painting is no longer just for the birthday gift of Mrs. Liu, Fang Hui and Shi Shengsu's heart knot, Zhou Yi has a bold guess that this painting may be the door to explore the 'Avenue of Painting' by himself.

Monk Juran was also there. Although he couldn't see clearly, Zhou Yi vaguely felt that when he was admiring and exploring this painting, there seemed to be a bald head standing side by side with him, looking at his gaze, there were various expressions of expectation, deception, anxiety, and relief, thousands of years apart, but it seemed to be within reach.

Let's put it there for now

Zhou Yi still understands the truth that if you want to hurry, you still feel that there is something missing to successfully repair this painting, but it is not clear to say, only use time to make the answer highlight.

After withdrawing from Zhihai, Zhou Yi, who rarely felt tired, actually felt a period of sleepiness, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep, and also fell into a deep sleep.

Tomorrow, I have to sharpen my guns and train beautiful chess players, so let's get a good night's sleep first

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