The old monk smiled: "The people of the academy are really people who can speak well. Then the old man will wait and see how Mr. Six will be resurrected from his death. ”

At this point, there was a shout from under the pavilion: "I am the chess saint of Chu State, and I want to go to the pavilion to observe the chess game, and I hope that the master will make it convenient." ”

The old monk said: "Chu Guo Chess Saint, it seems that he is a person who understands chess, Mr. Six, are you willing to let him enter the pavilion?"

Zhou Fei shrugged: "It doesn't matter. ”

The old monk nodded: "Then please come up." ”

The chess saint of Chu jumped onto the pavilion with one jump.

When he saw the old monk in the pavilion, he was slightly stunned.

This monk made him feel very familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The old monk looked at this somewhat pretentious chess saint of the Chu State and said, "What is your name?"

Because the chess saint of Chu State couldn't figure out the number of paragraphs of this old monk, he restrained his pride and replied calmly: "The old man's surname is Zhong Minggui, and his family teacher is Cao Rui." ”

"It turned out to be Cao Rui's apprentice, you may be better than your teacher now?"

"My teacher is old and my thinking ability is not as good as before, but I can already overcome it. Zhong Gu replied.

"Then you really didn't lie, you did know a little bit about chess. Just stand and watch. The old monk said lightly.

This made Zhong Gu very unhappy, he said that he understood a little was just a modest remark, but this old monk actually said that he understood a little, and it was clear that he was ruining people.

Zhong Gui, as the chess saint of Chu State, has only admired two and a half people in his life in chess skills.

One is the Great Wilderness Chess Saint who has disappeared for a long time, Ji Zixing.

One is Master Xinfan, who has been dead for many years in the Hanging Temple.

The remaining half is his teacher Cao Rui.

Except for these three people, none of the other chess players could get into his eyes.

This old monk was so arrogant that he took his self-humility seriously, saying that he only understood a little.

If it weren't for the fact that this is the Hanging Temple, the other party's territory, Zhong Gui really wants to have a good theory with this old monk.

But there will be a chance for a while.

Zhou Fei, this kid doesn't know chess at all, and he will lose this game soon. If he loses, he will teach this old monk a good lesson and let him understand what his understanding means.

Zhong Gu subconsciously looked at the chessboard, and then he was stunned.

A sarcastic smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Fei really doesn't know how to play chess.

How can anyone who plays chess in the world be so down.

Self-defeating.

The old monk picked up a son and slowly put it down.

He has been playing this endgame for decades, and it can be said that every move has been engraved in his mind, even including Zhou Fei's fall at the moment, he has made corresponding calculations, so without any hesitation, he fell into his own chess.

Zhong Gui secretly praised.

The old monk has something.

This move is extremely ingenious, and if you take three more moves at most, Zhou Fei will be defeated.

Zhong Gu had lost interest in the chess game, and his gaze fell on the old monk's face again.

That familiar feeling came back to me.

After a while, Zhong Gu was shocked, almost knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Xinfan, haven't you died a long time ago? ”

Master Xinfan was a little surprised, and looked up at Zhong Gui: "Do you recognize me?"

"In the teacher's study, there is a portrait of you. Zhong Gui's voice trembled violently, and then he knelt down with a bang, "The juniors have had a lot of collisions before, and I hope the master will forgive me." ”

"I don't know if it's a crime, so why talk about collision. Master Xinfan said lightly: "Get up." ”

Zhong Gu stood up cautiously, opened his mouth several times, and closed it several times.

"What do you want to ask me?" said Master Xinfan.

Zhong Gu plucked up his courage and said, "Master, it is rumored that you have passed away, what is going on?"

The master was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "More than sixty years ago, in addition to the world-famous Buddhism, the Hanging Temple was also famous for chess. Because the monks of the Hanging Temple love to play chess, even the surrounding towns are also obsessed with playing chess, and eventually this chess hobby swept the entire Great Qin, and the Qin State was also become, the chess country. ”

"At that time, the famous chess players were all from the Qin State, and the strongest chess players were all in the Hanging Temple. Later, a young man came to the Hanging Temple to challenge the chess masters in the temple. This kind of thing has long been strange to the Hanging Temple, and they did not turn this young man away, but selected a few monks who were good at chess to play chess with him. ”

"Those challengers in the past will lose this level, but this young man does have the ability, from the first game he did not give the monks in the temple any chance, every game is crushed, and the time is controlled within a stick of incense. So the temple began to pay attention to him, and the monks sent out became stronger and stronger, but they still couldn't play. ”

Eventually, he stood in front of me. I played a total of seven games with him, the first six were tied, and by the time of the last game, three days and three nights had passed. And the last game is not so much a competition as an exchange. Because we both feel that the other party is a rare master, instead of spending energy on the battle, it is better to join forces to understand the endgame. So I took out the most famous endgame of the Hanging Temple and invited him to join me in enlightenment. ”

"What I didn't expect was that I had a disagreement with him on one move, and the disagreement turned into a quarrel in the end, and I was more impulsive at that time, and slapped the other party in a hurry. Although I regretted it after the fight and apologized to him. But the young man did not accept my apology, and went down the mountain angrily, and then I stared at the tragedy for a long time, and realized that I was wrong after all. Since then, I have not been playing chess, but have lived in seclusion in the depths of the Great Sky Mountain, repenting of my past mistakes. ”

Zhong Gu was already dumbfounded.

He is extremely conceited about the art of chess, believing that no one is his opponent today, and that only those who have disappeared into the long river of history can win him.

Now that Master Xinfan has appeared, he is naturally convinced, but Master Xinfan said that he lost to another person back then.

Who is so sharp?

Zhong Gu thought for a long time, and his face changed suddenly.

He didn't dare to ask rashly, after all, it was Master Xinfan's fault back then, and if he mentioned that person's name at this moment, it would be a bit of a slap in the face.

"Master, since you swore not to play chess, why did you ...... today" Zhong Gu changed the subject.

Master Xinfan smiled slightly.

It's all in plain sight.

Zhong Gu also understood, he sat down quietly, and watched the chess game without saying a word.

The game seems to be clear, but it contains many changes, whether it is white or black, it seems that there is a chance to turn the tide of the game in the next second, and it is possible to completely collapse in the next step.

At this moment, there is an equilibrium on the chessboard, and white and black are helpless against each other.

Zhou Fei's index finger and middle finger twisted a chess piece, and the other hand held his cheek, as if he was settled. I want to talk about "The Strongest Waste Material System" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~