"The Yin-Yang chess game was originally a difficult endgame taken from an ancient book. The www.biquge.info chess players who have been eager to conquer it for hundreds of years, and countless fighting hearts have been exhausted. "The figure behind the screen quietly narrates all kinds of chess games." There are also all kinds of holy hands who are obsessed with chess and lose their minds because they can't solve it, but there is no easy solution like Childe. ”

"Ancient Spectrum, endgame? I'd like to see it if I have the chance. ”

When I mentioned the ancient genealogy, there was no follow-up, perhaps because it was precious and extraordinary, and I didn't want to desecrate it to outsiders!

"What song does Childe want to hear?"

"What kind of music?" Since he has entered this Immortal Pavilion, he naturally wants to listen to the music, and the elegant tone of singing has become a disguise that those gentlemen outside are accustomed to. As for which one to choose, I already knew in my heart. The song "Curtain Acacia" that haunts Shifu's dreams is really unforgettable.

"Looking at each other across the screen, let's ask Miss Yan Yu to play a song "Curtain Acacia"!"

Last night, I was drunk and the moon was hazy, and the Yiren were prosperous and empty......

The sound of a song "Acacia Curtain" came from behind the screen, echoing through the thin screen. The four are not closed, how can they be easily forced, piercing through the isolation of the window screen, and rushing into the ears of everyone outside the door, amazing.

The shadow of the fairy who was hiding from the faint candlelight swayed in the window paper. Like a mustard, sweeping back and forth in front of the chest, although simple and unpretentious, it has a soul-stirring and exciting divine power.

"Fairy Yan Yu, Fairy ......"

As the song "Curtain Acacia" gradually got better, I slowly sank. The beauty of the curtain, the fantasy of the ensemble of the piano skirt, and......

There is also an inexplicable restlessness, impulse, and a thick and hot atmosphere.

I don't know why this feeling is so strong, but I know what it means. It was only when I was sleeping with Yue'er in the middle of the night, and it was emotional.

I staggered to the side of the Eight Immortals table next to me and sat down, with my left arm as a pillow, lying on the table. Place your right hand under the table and grasp your belly tightly.

The feeling was getting stronger, and I tried to counteract the restlessness with pain, but it was even more painful.

Slowly, the sweat burst the embankment, and the thoughts fell into the abyss under the intertwining of the eyes. groggy and half-asleep......

"Did he eat that?"

"Not really, maybe I inhaled the Phantom Spring Syrup!"

"What's going on?"

"Ai Gongzi broke the chess game of 'Ping Xia Guoju' and disturbed the good things of the boss of Jinhua Lou. Before leaving, a bottle of 'Phantom Spring Syrup' left behind happened to be picked up by Ai Gongzi. ”

"How so?"

In a daze, the sound of two men talking pulled me out of my slumber. Both voices were so familiar, especially the older one, especially the one that was particularly deep tonight.

"Maybe I don't know the use of 'Phantom Spring Syrup', so I guess it's caused by mistake!" The older voice added.

I remembered that the voice was the same old man who was presiding over the chess game tonight. I was advised not to mess with the contents of the black bottle.

"Phantom Spring Pulp", the "Phantom Spring Pulp" in the black wooden bottle, I didn't expect that the fat middle-aged man to carry the Phantom Spring Pulp with him to this "Immortal Pavilion", his heart can be punished. A legendary drug, it has such a magical effect, I just suck it lightly! It left me unconscious, and my lower body was numb.

"It's a shame that I misobeyed myself, otherwise if I do something, I will definitely teach him a lesson, even if he is the son of that old boy." Another voice said enthusiastically. "But this son is quite lucky, not a vulgar thing. The old boy can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good. ”

"Master, do you want to ask a food doctor to take a look at Ai Gongzi. I'm afraid that the 'Phantom Spring Syrup' will ...... stamina."

"It's not proper, that old boy wants to save face, and it's inconvenient to spread it." The middle-aged man, who was called the master by the old man who presided over the chess game, rejected the former's proposal in one bite. "So be it! Or use a damp cloth to apply a cold compress, it has a miraculous effect to dispel fire and clear heat! Lao Qu, go prepare a soaked sweat towel! ”

"Uh... Is it a face or a ......"

"Yu'er is here, of course it's a facelift."

This was followed by a series of footsteps.

I don't know how long it took, when I felt like I was about to be soaked in sweat, I finally felt a soft cold cloud covering my face. All of a sudden, it was unusually cool.

"Look at the situation, this kid is going to rely on our house tonight. Yan'er, you can take care of him here tonight! If there is anything, call Uncle Qu. ”

"Yes! Father. ”

"By the way, lonely men and widows are in the same room, although this kid is delirious, you must pay attention to proportion. Remember? ”

"Hmm."

There was another sound of footsteps, and two people left, who was it? Is it the owner of the Immortal Pavilion?

Now, it seems that I have lost the ability to think, and I can only be a passive listener.

At this time, let the line of sight go vertically, and at the tip of the top of the Immortal Pavilion, a figure stands tall in the night, light and smart. Place your hands behind your waist and your jaw slightly raised, looking straight into the distance.

I don't know how long I spent in a deep sleep, but I was awakened by the sound of a faint piano. It is a song "Dark Fragrance Lingering", and legend has it that his wife blamed her husband's spending on drinking and drinking to her own poor care and self-indulgence, so she wrote the lyrics and songs, hoping for your return. I don't know why Miss Yan Yu played this song......

The sad koji and wet wipes on my face also seemed to make my sleep much better, at least not like a steaming cage.

But is that really the case?

The incense burner on the long table on the north side of the room, the smoke from the burning of sandalwood rose straight up. Among them, there are also special herbs, which have the effect of awakening the mind, which is specially added to prevent guests from using drugs such as "Phantom Spring Syrup" in order to prevent guests from having bad intentions.

A spider on the roof, grotesquely spitting spider silk, when another section of spider silk is attached to the incense burner. The two people in the room are destined to sleep together tonight.

We may not know it yet, but my intake of the "Phantom Spring Syrup" may really be just a mistake. But the next more vicious "Flower Annihilation Spring Rain Tribulation" is already destined to be prosperous.

A drop of water is crystal clear, flowing down the overlapping spider silk into the warm incense burner.

"Whew..." there was a small, sound of water droplets falling into the coal-fire. With the elegant sound of the piano, it is as if it never happened.

"Knock...... Knock ......" The skin where the pillow touched the head, a long-suppressed pulse pounded non-stop. The song "Dark Fragrance Lingering" played in my ear, I don't know when the rhythm was messy.

"Boom ......" The string finally broke in the hands of the girl who suddenly couldn't play the piano, and tore me out of my slumber.

Because, from the moment the droplets of water fall into the censer, we have fallen into the abyss. A black abyss full of love and lust.

Standing in front of me is the fairy I have been thinking about day and night.

A beautiful woman with red cheeks and spring eyes slowly walked towards me......

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