The back mountain is quiet and few people come, the sun is westward and the temperature in the mountain is relatively low, at this time, there is a cold wind again, Mu Zhimo and the three of them stand in the courtyard, although they are protected by a cloak, but they are still too thin and some can't resist the coolness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Zhimo knew that it must not be so simple to come to this Keats Temple, and since her wife made a move, she couldn't stand and be beaten passively.

In the morning in the outer hall, she suddenly heard a little monk quietly instructing the little novice to send an extra meal to the chess courtyard, and said that there was a guest visiting.

The saint and Master Lichen also have a very good personal relationship, and they once discussed the Dharma chess skills together for three days and three nights. Due to the requirements of the saints, Master Lichen will return to Beijing for a period of time every year to stay in the Keats Temple, so this chess academy is also specially prepared for Master Chen.

This is well known in Kyoto. But because Master Chen's whereabouts were erratic, and the saint also confessed that no one could disturb him, so the chess courtyard seemed quiet and uninhabited.

There was a teenage novice guarding the door, and he was surprised to see Mu Zhimo and the three of them coming.

He knew that Shizu would not usually meet these female guests in Beijing, not to mention that it was even more impossible to have distinguished guests in the room now. I wanted to refuse, but I couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the two little maids, and the young lady also said that there was a chess game that the ancestor would definitely be interested in, thinking about the ancestor's preference for chess, and finally hesitated to compromise.

Only let Mu Zhimo and the three of them wait outside the courtyard, and he went back to Shizu.

After replying, Xiao Shami saw that the courtyard was quiet and did not move, and he was still wondering if the ancestor would not see it, so he heard the ancestor in the door lightly ordered.

"Let her in."

Xiao Shami got the letter, so he went outside the courtyard and led Mu Zhimo and the three into the courtyard.

Mu Zhimo is also lucky, this little novice is a little disciple who has just come to Keats Temple to become a monk, and the uncle in the inner courtyard cherishes him, and he also sees that he is young and kind-hearted so he put him here to serve Master Chen.

If this was another disciple, Mu Zhimo's visit might not be so easy.

The layout of the inner courtyard is simple, with a few evergreen trees planted, and an octagonal pavilion in the distance, on which there are still broken chess pieces. Retracting his gaze, Mu Zhimo and the three of them followed Xiao Shami, and soon arrived at the door of a room.

Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and saluted: "Master, the female donor has arrived!" ”

"Let her in."

"Yes, Master."

"The female donor goes in, the ancestor is inside!" After saying that, he bowed and retreated.

The door was opened from the inside, and Mu Zhimo instructed Liu Yingjinping to wait outside and enter the house alone with a skirt.

There was an old man in a cloak sitting on the futon in the room, looking sixty or seventy years old, the years portrayed him more kindly, his eyebrows and beard were gray, but he looked refreshed, and at this time he was holding tea in his hand and smiling gently.

"Meet the Master!" Mu Zhimo behaved in a good manner, and then said, "I suddenly came to visit, but I didn't know that the master had a guest from afar, so I took the liberty to disturb the master, and I hope the master will forgive me!" ”

Mu Zhimo noticed that there was only one master in the room, but when he looked at the teacup on the table that was still full of white smoke, he knew that the guest had avoided it, so he was even more apologetic and respectful.

"The female donor doesn't have to be polite, come and sit!" Looking at Mu Zhimo, she is beautiful and dignified, with a polite demeanor, her eyes are as clear as water, not stained with dirt, and she is smart and cunning. Glancing at the back room behind the curtain, he nodded secretly.

Mu Zhimo thanked him, then slowly walked over and knelt on the futon at the table.

"The girl is so good-looking! Although the past is miserable, it will be rich and prosperous in the future, and it will be safe for a lifetime. "Brushing his beard, his face is unfathomable.

"Master Xie's auspicious words! Can the master tell the little girl if there is still a chance? Mu Zhimo knew that the master knew the will of heaven and knew the mortal dust, since he said it, she wanted to find an answer, she knew that the master could understand her.

"Don't be obsessed, the cause and effect of the past, it is the will of heaven to return to people and passers-by." After Master Lichen said this, he stopped speaking, and just looked at Mu Zhimo with a smile.

"Cause and effect, providence!" Mu Zhimo chewed on these words repeatedly, and finally sighed lightly. The depression of many days has been swept away, and the eyebrows have added more brightness.

"What is the explanation of the uncrackable chess game that the donor said?" Seeing that Mu Zhimo let go of the knot, he asked.

Mu Zhimo also likes to play chess and cook tea in modern times, and she feels that doing these things is not only elegant but also open-minded. Relying on the rumors of Master Chen's outside world, coupled with his own judgment, he boldly said this.

But at this moment, when I think of my purpose, my heart is empty.

"Forgive me, master! The little woman recklessly said that she came here to meet the master, although there is a chess game, but she is also here to ask for you. Mu Zhimo is very sincere at the moment, she doesn't want to play tricks in front of Master Chen, although she can't play with her heart, but sincerity is indeed there.

Master Lichen already knew about it, but said with a smile: "Chess, if I accidentally win, it won't be your business!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" Mu Zhimo knew that the master had responded to him, so he went to play chess with a cheerful face.

In the time of a stick of incense, Mu Zhimo set up the chessboard.

Lichen watched from the sidelines, and from time to time his eyes showed a bright light and sighed, "Wonderful, good chess!" ”

Mu Zhimo knelt and sat on the sidelines after setting up the chess pieces, silent, and Master Lichen held the chess pieces in his hand and pondered.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Zhimo's legs were almost numb when he sat there, and in order to divert his attention, Mu Zhimo took a sip of tea, but the tea was bitter and cold.

Looking at the dust master who sank into the chessboard, he also knew that it was not good to disturb loudly, and he took a look at the chess game at this time and knew it in his heart.

Thinking that the tea art in his previous life was still a good shot, Mu Zhimo began to fiddle with the tea somewhere.

"I lost! Good chess! I heard Master Chen's cheerful voice. Mu Zhimo's tea was also brewed.

"Master, please use tea!" Mu Zhimo held the tea and handed it to Chen.

"The little girl's tea art is good!" After such a long time, the dust is also thirsty, in the past, I just loved chess and drank tea, but I didn't pay attention to it, I wanted to drink it, but I smelled the tea, and he didn't understand tea, and he knew the good and bad.

"The master is false!" Mu Zhimo said shyly. Listening to Master Chen's tone, Mu Zhimo knew that this was the master's recognition of himself. Looking at the chess game, he was very admiring and said: "The master is already powerful when he comes down here!" ”

"Oh! Are you destined that I won't win this game?"

"Honestly?"

"Still lying to you?"

"Then the master is going to agree to the little girl's request?"

Master Lichen is not happy, there is another master who is as angry as that kid, but this kid is quite popular with himself.

"Little girl who doesn't hurt, say it!" He said angrily, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Thank you, Master!" Mu Zhimo knew that he had judged correctly, this master of the dust was an easy-going old naughty boy, and he somehow had a very kind feeling when he looked at him.

Mu Zhimo smiled flatteringly, his eyes flashed with cunning, and he told Master Chen the purpose of his visit.

"It's as simple as that?" The look of unbelieving.

"It's as simple as that." Very sure.

"Okay." It's not worth it, it's very distressing! "Now let's talk about it."

"It's getting late, I'm hungry. I need to go back to my yard to eat! Mu Zhimo smiled evilly, got up and prepared to go out.

"Hey, little girl, is there such a disrespect for the elderly?" The dust blows his beard and glares.

"Goodbye, Master Chen, I'll make you tea next time!" Mu Zhimo had already walked to the door.

"Who wants to drink the tea you brewed! I don't like it! ”

"Master, I forgot to tell you that that chess game is called Heart Chess!" Mu Zhimo's voice was already far away.

"Heart chess? Hmph, it's not cute at all!" Dusty muttered, and his gaze fell on the chessboard again.

There was a chuckle from inside the curtain, and a person slowly walked out of it.

Stunned, hell! He will laugh too?

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The son who doesn't have a name yet: Shouldn't I smile bitterly when I pass by the heroine?

Dust: ......