After the man in black disappeared, Yuesheng took a closer look at the game closest to her, at first Yuesheng's attention was only on the precise layout of the chess player, but it was not until she saw the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only then did I suddenly realize that this was a draw.

Yuesheng took a few steps forward and looked at the other chess games. It's all a draw.

Yuesheng was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was right, so many chess games, cracking in 30 days, this is simply an impossible thing to complete, so the key to cracking is not in the chess game itself.

So where is the key to cracking the crack?

Yuesheng fiddled with her hair casually, observing her surroundings and objects, looking for clues that might be related to solving the chess game.

"Hey, the black and white chessboard, the silver checkered lines on the ground, and the position of the chessboard, how do I think this is a bit like ......"

"Icicle, rise" Yuesheng shouted, and an icicle floated from the sole of her feet, carrying herself upward.

Yuesheng looked down from the icicle. The thin silver lines are horizontal and vertical, intersecting into crosses, and the chessboard is placed in the position of the cross.

"Same as I thought. Seen below, the chessboard is the bearer of the pieces and the chess game, and above, the chessboard is the piece on the chess board. The chessboard is the chess pieces, and the chess pieces carry the chess game. Interesting, chess game, chess within chess. ”

So let me see how this game is going to be cracked.

The Earth Gate, Ye Xiuwen and the others, the three of them stood at the starting point of the stone steps, and the figure of the guardian slowly disappeared.

"The secret realm left by His Holiness is interesting." Weiran's eyes were full of excitement, and he looked very interested.

"This stone staircase looks very ordinary, but the secret realm left by His Holiness must have its own special features, so it's better to be careful." Sure enough, he is worthy of being the young master of the Ye family, and his mind is equivalent to Weiran and Lei, so he must be more meticulous.

Fat Lei: "By the way, how about we have a race to see who makes it to the finish line first." ”

"Good!" Wei Ran and Ye Xiuwen replied tacitly, and sure enough, these three people have a strong enthusiasm and dedication to things like competition and fighting.

The three of them walked in the direction of the steps together, but as they walked, the scene around them changed, and when they turned around, they were the only ones here.

Ye Xiuwen: "What's going on, where is this?" "Where are Wei Ran and Lei, why am I alone, and is it teleportation again? But I don't feel it at all.

Just as he was in doubt, a little boy in ragged clothes ran over in a panic.

Who is that person, and how is he so similar to me. Is this an illusion, then I have to be careful, I heard adults say that if you don't have a firm mind in the illusion, you will be trapped in the illusion for the rest of your life.

The ragged boy stopped in front of Xiu Wen and sighed softly: "Hey, it's really unlucky, I finally stole a chicken, and it was actually ruined by a nosy person." But luckily I was fast, otherwise I would have been caught by the shopkeepers. ”

After saying that, the boy's stomach croaked, and the boy rubbed his stomach, and his little face immediately wrinkled into a bitter gourd. "Starving."

"Are you hungry? I have steamed buns, do you want it? ”

The person who came was a gentle gentleman dressed in white, looking at the ragged young man's eyes with a gentle expression, and handed a snow-white steamed bun to the young man.

Seeing this person, Xiu Wen blurted out: "Master." Xiuwen didn't know why, he would call him that. It's just that he hasn't seen this person, but it makes him feel a sense of déjà vu.

The ragged boy glanced at the steamed bun in front of him, quickly snatched it into his hand, and gnawed it indiscriminately. I wanted to say thank you to the man, but I found out that the man was the nosy man who caught me stealing the roast chicken.

The gratitude in his heart was immediately replaced by anger, and he said vaguely with a steamed bun in his mouth: "Tell you... Don't think... You gave me steamed buns... I'm going to... Thank you. You caused me to be discovered by the shopkeeper, otherwise I would have roast chicken to eat now. After speaking, he snorted heavily.

The steamed buns were eaten at once, but the stomach was not yet full. The boy has been hungry for too long, and a steamed bun is useless. The feeling of emptiness in his stomach actually made the boy feel a little aggrieved, and his mouth twisted into the shape of a wave.

The man in white handed over another steamed bun. "Do you still want it?"

The young man snatched it again, gobbling it up, as if he was afraid that someone else would rob him.

"Eat slowly, there's a lot more." As he spoke, he put a bag of steamed buns in front of the young man.

Looking at the steamed buns, the young man's eyes gave off a strange look, and he quickly pulled them into his arms.

One, two, three...... After a while, those steamed buns were completely wiped out by the teenager.

"I'm full."

"Hmm."

"Be my apprentice!"

"Hmm... Ah, why? ”

"You ate my steamed buns, so you have to pay off my debts as an apprentice."

"I don't want it." After saying that, the boy made a grimace like him, and then ran away.

The man in white smiled and opened his folding fan.

"The master is here, not far away."

After saying that, he closed the folding fan, and the ragged boy maintained a running posture and was fixed there motionless.

The man in white threatened the young man with a gentle smile: "Do you want to be my apprentice anymore, or do you want to be here all the time?" ”

"Master, let me go, the apprentice knows that he is wrong."

"Do you really know what's wrong?"

"Really, really."

The man tapped his fan in the direction of the young man and said, "Solution." ”

The boy fell to the ground and walked up to the man excitedly.

"Master, master, you know how to spell."

"It's not a spell, it's a spell used by spirituality. I'm a Confucian cultivator, and this is called Lishu. However, magic and sorcery are similar in nature, both are spells. ”

"I don't understand."

The man pulled out a scroll and unfolded it in the air. "I'll teach you later, and you'll understand. Come up first, and I will take you to my dwelling place. ”

"How can it float in the air, it's amazing. I'm going to step on it, will I fall down, it looks so fragile. Master, are you an immortal? If I am your apprentice, will I become an immortal in the future? ”

"Shut up." The young man was a little annoyed, so he scolded him directly.

The young man hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, not daring to offend an immortal.

The man reached out and pulled the boy up. The two men were carried by a thin roll bearing and flew to the west.