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"Buddha Emperor Yi... Buddha Emperor Yi ...... Ancient Divine Skill. Write it down, write it down, I'm going to write it down. ”

The old man next to the middle-aged man is addicted to chess games. The indiscriminate noise that was almost crazy about talking to himself quickly attracted the attention of those present.

"Guo Lao, Guo Lao?"

"Write it down, write it down......"

"Humph! Let's go...... Crazy old man. ”

The middle-aged man called Guo Lao respectfully at first, but he also pretended.

But I don't know if it's annoyed or angry, I actually insulted it directly, and then brushed my sleeves away.

"Humph!"

When he walked beside me, he sneered again, waved his sleeve, and walked away angrily. Maybe I'm blaming me for messing with his good things, or maybe the old man named Guo Lao is not good at it!

I looked at a thumb-shaped wooden bottle on the ground, left out of the sleeve of a middle-aged man.

"How could a person with a lot of money carry such a despicable thing?" I leaned over to pick it up and looked at it in great bewilderment.

It is a black wooden vase, like a porcelain vase, with the center of the wood hollowed out to be used as a container. Compared to the red cloth wrapped in wood as a seal in a porcelain bottle, this wooden bottle is directly stuffed with wood.

"Go get a pen and paper." The old man looked at the old man who was crazy about chess, and immediately ordered. "I didn't expect that the dignified 'national hand' Guo Lao would also fall under this sunset."

The pen and paper ordered by the old man reached the old man's hand, and he was obsessed with the pen and sketched.

"'Pingxia National Hand'! Is it the famous Go master more than ten years ago? Zhao Linjie was born in a scholarly family, and may still vaguely remember all kinds of things about "Pingxia National Hand".

It belongs to the era of "Pingxia National Hands", or when I was a child

On the outskirts of town, my father took my brother and me by the hand and walked towards the only apple tree in sight. A small fruit tree is surrounded by people of all kinds of clothes, although most of them are literary and philosopherical, there are also many dignitaries and dignitaries who come by carriage and the original way.

Under the fruit tree, there are two seats, one table, and one pair of Go are carved out of stone. For a whole morning, the old man with the black beard had not tasted defeat.

There are only passers-by who come and go, chess players who come in search of the name of "Pingxia National Player". In the name of learning, hide their desire to compete for fame and profit. waited for it, but only proved that his skills were not as good as others.

"Under the apple tree, the heroes are chic." It has achieved the prestige of "Pingxia National Hand". Until one day in the future, he lost all his information in an instant. Ping's national hand is just a casual conversation at people's dinner tables.

"It's been more than ten years, but I didn't expect to see him again, he was already gray and old."

What kind of power can ruin a chess master?

"This son, I didn't expect that at such a young age, chess skills would have such a realm, which is really rare." The old man's admiration pulled me out of that memory and went straight to the point: "Now that the chess game has been solved, then please go upstairs!" ”

"Huh? Is that okay? It's so sudden! "I was also taken aback when I heard this. In any case, this is a land of wind and snow, and it is a mountain and river that I have never experienced in my life.

Yearning and longing are not the same thing after all, let alone curiosity and caution

The old man added: "Miss Yan Yu only receives one distinguished guest at a time, and the three friends of the son will entertain other guests, so ......"

Before I could speak, Zhu Tao took the lead and said: "This is nature, we naturally understand the rules of the Immortal Pavilion, haha." After speaking, he pulled me aside: "Brother Ai, you are really a blessing!" Don't just care about enjoying the beauty alone, remember the appearance, and go back and draw a picture of the fairy fairy to me! ”

"Let's go, Brother Ma, Brother Zhao, let's go and have fun, don't disturb Brother Ai's good things." As he spoke, he took Ma Tuling and Zhao Linjie from another staircase to the second floor.

The backs of the three men quickly vanished, and I looked apprehensively at the room on the second floor.

"Well, and... Son. The contents of that wooden bottle are best not to be used lightly. Although the Immortal Pavilion is a Qin Building, Miss Yan Yu is one of the outliers. ”

"Wooden bottles?"

Then I remembered the wooden bottle I had just picked up from the middle-aged man, and the old man had noticed it, and he knew how to use it.

I looked up to ask what was going on, but found that he had already walked towards Zhu Tao on the second floor.

Listen to him, this wooden bottle can be used, not an ornament. With a slight force on my right hand, the wooden bottle was easily opened. The jet-black bottle is already weird, but I didn't expect the inner wall of the wooden bottle to be jet-black as ink.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nostrils, dissipated down my throat and into my senses, and my rapid breathing caused my heart to beat violently twice, and then calmed down again.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Xinma stood in front of the door of the "Yan Yu" girl. With a flick of my fingers, the threshold that countless people longed to cross was placed in front of me.

At this time, I regretted it, and I was resisted by the illusion of a fairy that I had never felt. It doesn't matter whether the people in the room are beautiful or ugly.

"Childe...... Come in. A tender voice emanated from the room, echoing through the window screens.

But I stood still, never having the courage to be uninhibited. Finally, I managed to take that heavy step.

"Why is Childe waiting, is it the shyness that can't be avoided when he first passes through Fireworks Willow Lane?"

"Uh... No, I'm thinking about it...... Uh, yes. ”

I was so nervous that I was incoherent.

This boudoir, as gentle and sweet as a small jasper, warm and fragrant, really refreshed my perception of Qin Lou.

Looking around the warmth, it is not like the depression and ecstasy of the shackles in the fantasy, and a strong sense of home lingers around me.

"Childe's game is really exciting."

"Oh, maybe it's because I'm far enough! The closer you get, the farther you get to the truth. ”

The whole room was divided into two pieces according to the screen, and she and I were separated from each other by the beautiful silk mandarin duck water screen. It's only three or two steps away, but it feels so far away.

Behind the translucent screen, a slender figure sat on a round stool, gently stroking the strings on the long table in front of him. When I wanted to see the face of a beautiful woman, no matter how hard I tried, it was in vain.

She was like incense at her side, floating out of the incense burner, and she was suspended in front of her eyes. When you want to see or grasp clearly, it will disappear into the invisible, not gathered, not dispersed.

"Does Miss Yan Yu know how to play the piano?"

"Isn't my name Yan Donkey girl?"

"Well, it was deliberately called wrong to attract people's attention, I hope you don't care."

I didn't expect that there was still this stubble, I forgot it, but she still remembered.

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