Chapter 196: The Game

Half an hour later, Wen Yiming left the Lingquan Pool when the hourglass was about to run out, and when he walked out of the stone cave, he was in a mood of joy and sorrow

Happily, except for a gray hair that has not yet recovered, his whole body, both inside and outside, has recovered as before, and he feels full of energy, and his whole person exudes a new life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

And the worries are the troubles that cannot be used by the true qi.

He can not enter the Chuangyi Pavilion, but he must go to the northern frontier, if it has always been like this, with only the combat effectiveness of the first, he really does not have the confidence to enter the northern frontier intact.

I took out a mirror and looked at it, and saw that my face had really recovered to its original state, so I squeezed my eyebrows and made my eyes, and secretly said that I was much more handsome again, and there was really no way.

Wen Yiming stayed in the Lingquan Pool for two hours, and when he walked out of the stone cave, he saw that the old man named Gong Lao was still playing a chess game in the pavilion, but there was just an extra crystal charging lamp on the stone platform.

Wen Yiming smiled secretly in his heart, this old man is really persistent, I think it is due to the boredom of guarding the Lingquan Pool here.

Thinking about it, Wen Yiming lowered his head and prepared to walk into the black cabin next to him.

"Boy, don't you understand the rules?" said lightly without replying, making Wen Yiming, who was about to bow his head and enter the house, stunned in place.

He didn't know what the old man's words meant, and said secretly, "It won't be for benefits, right?"

sighed, this old man doesn't look haggard, he really doesn't dare to provoke. He wasn't the ignorant fool he had at first, none of these caretakers were fuel-efficient lamps, and they had odd tempers.

Wen Yiming stepped onto the pavilion and smiled, "Elder Gong, I thought that Elder Yu had taken care of everything, hehe! Besides, the kid's bag is really more shy than the kid's shy personality." ”

Seeing that Gong Lao glanced at himself strangely, he lowered his head and continued to look at the chess game on the stone platform, so he had to say, "Then you always play chess slowly, the kid is not resting here, so he will go down the mountain." The juniors are retiring!"

As he spoke, he was about to exit the pavilion, but he saw Gong Lao looking at him strangely with a pair of old eyes, and said in a slightly mocking tone, "You kid is new? Don't talk nonsense, sit down and let the old man kill you three times, and then go to the dark room." ”

Wen Yiming was shocked, took a step back and leaned on the wooden pillar of the pavilion, turned over and took out the only few hundred gold coins left, as well as two golden tickets, and said, "Gong Laono, the predecessors have something to say, the kid has nothing else, just these mundane things, you will settle." The boy has no grievances with you, why did you kill me three times at every turn?"

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, kill me three times? There is no need for this, the next two times you will not be able to whip the corpse! This old man is perverted enough

Gong Lao was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, he picked up his gray beard and trembled, and said speechlessly, "Sit down, do you think the old man wants to covet your benefits? ”

"Oh so!" Wen Yiming put away the gold coins, smiled awkwardly, and said, "It turned out that you were going to kill me three times in the chess game, old man, you scared me to death." ”

"Less nonsense, you use sunspots, and the old man lets you have twelve. Gong Lao was very dissatisfied and said, "Look at your mind, you also know that your qualifications are inferior, wait to be killed by the old man in seconds!"

The corners of Wen Yiming's eyes twitched, and while putting away the sunspots on the stone platform, he hesitated, "Old Gong, let me have twelve sons, are you sure?"

Old Gong glared, "Don't talk nonsense, killing your stupid donkey old man is also forced by the rules set at the beginning, otherwise hum"

"How?" Wen Yiming asked.

Gong Lao snorted softly and sneered, "Otherwise, you don't even have the qualifications to die in the hands of the old man!"

Wen Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and began to drop twelve pieces in the middle of the chessboard at random, raised his hand and said, "Old Gong, please!"

Gong Lao couldn't help shaking his head, the color of ridicule was even stronger, and while dropping the white son, he said, "Sure enough, it's a stupid donkey, so that your twelve sons actually fell in the center, I don't know if there is a saying called golden horn and silver edge straw belly? Wait to be killed by the old man in seconds." ”

The golden horn and silver edge are wrapped in straw, of course Wen Yiming knows it. It means that the lower horn is as valuable as gold, because the horn is not only empty, but also easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the one who occupies it first can wait for work; and on the edges they are of the second order, like silver; The mid-abdomen is even worse, and it is as worthless as thatch.

Wen Yiming didn't answer, just smirked.

Gong Lao Yunzi was like flying, he didn't bother to stick to it at all, and directly launched an offensive, with no tactics at all. He was going to kill the stupid donkey in three or five seconds, and then study his chess game carefully.

As time went by, the speed of Gong Lao's fall became slower and slower. He felt that his aggressive white son was not enough to see in front of the black, let alone a second kill, he didn't even take advantage of it, and even lost it again and again.

Later, Gong Lao was already sweating on his forehead, and the white son he lifted was difficult to fall for a long time.

He is not deeply involved in the chess game now, and he is free to entangle himself. The current chess board is already clear at a glance, from Wen Yiming's start in the center, he has been defending and counterattacking and breaking the game again and again, and has forced the white side from Gong Lao's sideline, while Wen Yiming's half of the chessboard is empty, and there is not a single chess piece.

Gong Lao was quite depressed, if he continued like this, his white son would be completely annihilated by the black army sooner or later, and if he went to that open space to start, with his own strategy and tactics, he would definitely open up the situation and launch a counterattack.

However, he really can't let go of this face. just said that he wanted to kill this kid in seconds, so he ran to the opposite open space to open up the wasteland, and he had a feeling of being driven away and fled.

was in the middle of the struggle, but heard Wen Yiming say, "Old Gong, or let's start the second game." I see that you have made a few mistakes just now, and you must have been watching the old lights at dusk for a long time at night, and your eyes are a little tired. ”

"Aha! yes, the quality of this broken lamp is too poor, it is a copycat version, and the old man will have to throw it away tomorrow. Come on, let's start the second game, and now the old man has adapted to this light. As he spoke, he put away the white son with a blushing face and a heartbeat, which was so fast that Wen Yiming was impressed.

Looking at the old man opposite, there was no embarrassment at all, Wen Yiming also secretly praised in his heart, there is no one with this cheek, but is there a copycat version of this world Damn!

Gong Lao smiled slightly, but he was ruthless in his heart, if the old man didn't kill you in this game, he would cry and call his mother, chickens and dogs would jump, and it would be strange if the feces and urine flowed together.

"Boy, although your chess skills are vulnerable in front of the old man, you also have some qualifications. Gong Lao looked at Wen Yiming and began to settle in the center again, and hurriedly said, "That's it, in order to stimulate your potential, the old man won't let you have twelve sons this time, let you have eight sons, only when there is pressure can you be motivated, you know?"

Wen Yiming arched his hand and said, "Thank you for the teachings of your predecessors." Uh, Bazi, are you sure?"

"Ahem! Stop talking nonsense, wait for the old man's army to press the border!" Old Gong Gong's face sank, and he began his luck again.

Two quarters of an hour later, Gong Lao's forehead was sweating again, and the white son in his hand was lifted in the air, and he once again entered the freeze-frame frame of the screenshot.

Of course, that arrogant old face was also depressed like Wen Yiming's sunspot.

Wen Yiming pretended to be a thug and fell asleep at this time, and suddenly fell unsteadily on the stone platform, messing up the chess game.

"Oh, I'm sorry, senior. Wen Yiming wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "This game is considered a kid who lost, mainly because the speed of your predecessor was too fast, and the kid's eyes were all around, and he didn't freeze for a while, how about we restart the game?"

"Uh-hahaha, forget it, reopen and reopen. Gong Lao shot like electricity, put away the white son in an instant, and said, "The kid is very discerning, and he can see that the old man's technique is extraordinary." Don't worry, the old man will be merciful in the third game and leave you a whole corpse. ”

Gong Lao raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Wen Yiming, who was sleepy, and coughed, "You kid is still a little qualified, but he doesn't have much potential, but with the old man, he will definitely be able to stimulate all your potential." Therefore, the old man decided not to let the son go anymore this time, so let the old man take the lead. Alas, for the sake of future generations, I can be regarded as well-intentioned."

Wen Yiming had the urge to peel off the old man's face and then put it in front of the tribute to worship.