Back to the chess hall, the beginning is this game of chess, and the end is the same, this game of chess and the outside are no longer the same world, like a chess player, the chess viewer can't hear the fight outside, can't splash hot blood.

On Belcy Street, the fight finally came to an end, I don't know how many corpses were silently pulled away by Jinbei, and the few remaining people were also crumbling.

At the door of the chess hall, there are also two people facing each other, which is also the finale of tonight, their life and death, determining today's victory or defeat, maybe so, or not, but this battle is not the other battle, this chess is not the other chess.

Wang Fugui and Ju, two men who don't know how much blood they have on their hands, they don't know why they have come to this point, and they don't know this era, but they know that if they don't work hard here, their lives will end forever from here.

"Chen Bing died at your hands?" Ju stared at Wang Fugui deeply, and finally spoke, but his voice was unusually hoarse, as if someone had stabbed his throat.

The king was rich.

Ju's facial expression twitched a little, but after a while, he returned to calm, and couldn't help but squat on the ground, and took out a crumpled box of cigarettes with a trembling hand, but he didn't burn it at all, he knew that he didn't have any chance of winning against Wang Fugui, maybe there was one.

In the snow, people gradually collapsed.

"Come on." Wang Fugui took a step, straightened his waist, and was tall enough to lead to the endless sky.

Ju took a big sip of a cigarette, like a starving ghost, held back the inexplicable shiver on his body, and slowly stood up, his hoarse scream froze in the air, and even his body stiffened with the snow.

A black Phaeton stopped at the door of the chess hall, opened the door, and a snow-white giant dog came out, and the middle-aged man who was driving hurriedly got out of the car and supported the old man who came out with his head bowed.

The middle-aged uncle with round glasses helped an old man with white hair get out of the car, and then with his hands behind his back, he looked at Ju and Wang Fugui in front of him with a mocking expression, and a trace of disgust, and said in a somewhat sharp voice: "There is such a big pond in total, bounce all day long, don't fight, don't you ask your master to come out, if the old man freezes out of trouble, can you afford it?" A pack of dog calves. ”

Ju and Wang Fugui were scolded for a while, Ju was okay, he couldn't see the origin of this old man with a simple aura, the more Wang Fugui looked, the more frightened he became, who else could this white-haired old man in Tang costume, Guo Hongniu of the Guo family, although Wang Fugui had only seen one time, but I am afraid that he would never forget this old face in his life.

"Zhaozi, how can I have such a bridge as yours, Mu Chi Gongsun has played this chess for so many years, let them continue to play, let's go in and see." The old man touched the forehead of the giant dog, this dog as huge as a Tibetan mastiff was docile like a cat, but the eyes that looked at Ju and Wang Fugui were really terrifying, as if they would pounce at any time.

The middle-aged uncle, who was called Zhaozi, was not only annoyed, but had a very attentive smile on his face, and said again and again: "Since the old man doesn't care about this, let's go in and let these two brainless people fight outside." ”

Guo Hongniu couldn't see his expression, most of his thoughts were on this giant dog with only spirituality, he lightly nodded, and walked past Ju and Wang Fugui like this.

In Xuzhou Juwang Fugui can be sneered at like this, I'm afraid this is the first time, of course, the other party definitely has this qualification, and it is even reasonable to let them die here.

At the end of a game of chess, I still can't tell who wins or loses, or there is an endgame left, as if I can't get out of the same draw, and I don't know what kind of curse I have suffered.

The door of the chess hall opened again, and there were two people and one dog.

The old man who made tea slowly stood up, Guo Hongniu, who had already come in, smiled, and the old man who made tea slowly sat down and poured two cups of tea again. However, Mu Chiyun and Gongsun Qiang, who were obviously obsessed with this game of chess, did not notice the comer.

The middle-aged uncle with old-fashioned round glasses also quieted down, and also watched this game of chess intently, looking stupid for a while, just with these remaining children, he could imagine what kind of fight Mu Chi Yan and Gongsun Qiang had just had.

"Who is the old man?" Ju stared blankly at the half-hidden chess hall.

"Guo Hongniu." Wang Fugui said word by word, as if these three words alone could change this situation.

Ju shook his head helplessly, feeling that he had just seen some abstract picture, and he had forgotten it, but it was more and more engraved into his bones.

"How many people died tonight?" Wang Fugui looked at the east and showed a faint whiteness, but the city was still not quiet, or it had never been truly calm.

"I don't know." Ju shook his head, lowered his head, and said softly, "No matter how many people die, do they care?" ”

Wang Fugui didn't seem to hear this, his expression didn't change at all, and he was still rigid like a piece of wood.

A wonderful chess game, who cares about the sadness of these cars and horses, in the end, they are just toys for these chess players.

"This game of chess, after so many years, I'm afraid there is no result today." Guo Hongniu opened his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at this delicate endgame, as if he could turn defeat into victory in one step, and it seemed that he could abandon his efforts in one step, and he could only play well.

Mu Chi Gong Sun Qiang turned his head to look at Guo Hongniu, who had been standing beside them for a long time, and the two big men in the trench coat in Xuzhou got up at the same time.

Guo Hongniu waved his hand and said: "Although I am old, I am not yet regarded as a bodhisattva by you, I came to Xuzhou just to watch a game of chess." ”

"Old man Guo." Mu Chi Yan wanted to speak and stopped.

Guo Hongniu nodded and said: "Since you can't tell the winner from the loser, this game of chess will end here, the so-called end, don't Xuzhou tonight, even Jiangsu is not quiet, if you still respect me a little thin noodles, stop it, wait for my old man to enter the coffin, don't be in Xuzhou, even if it is in Jiangsu, I will go with you, but not now, our older generation can't just fight inward." ”

Mu Chiyan looked at Gongsun Qiang, then at the old man in the chess hall, and took the lead in saying, "The juniors have thanked Old Man Guo first." ”

Although Gongsun Qiang is a little unwilling, even if he kills Mu Chiyun tonight and offends Guo Hongniu, I am afraid that he will not be able to go far in this area of Xuzhou, and he will compromise.

"Today, I will remember that although I am an old man, I am not yet the foolish Cheng dù, this chess is still reconciled, there is no way to go, and the chess player is not in chess, so in the end I can only flip the table." Guo Hongniu took one last look at the chess, and he didn't know if he was saying this to himself, or to Mu Chiyun and Gongsun Qian, so he left lightly.

Mu Chi finally put down the car he was holding in his hand, and got up to leave with his legs.

Ju watched Mu Chi Wei come out of the chess hall and hurriedly greeted him, but Mu Chi Yan waved his hand.

"Chen Bing is dead." Ju said lightly.

Mu Chi Yan kept walking forward and stopped for a while, but then walked forward, maybe a dead word was just a moment to stop people, that's all.

Ju didn't know what to sigh in the back, followed Mu Chi to get into the car, watching the east getting whiter and whiter, this longest night finally passed, although only Ju felt so.

The old man drank the last cup of tea, looked at the endgame and asked, "Gongsun, if it comes to the end, can you really make a move on Mu Chi?" ”

Gongsun Qiang slapped his tunic and slowly stood up, without any emotion on his face: "Why not?" From the time when he sat in Xuzhou without saying a word, the four of us didn't have zài, Lao Ting, you don't need to pretend to be high, if you are still there, you will call me Gongsun? If so, why didn't you go to Donald's funeral? ”

The old man in the chess hall was speechless for a while, but sighed softly, the so-called things are not people, and he also wondered if he withdrew from the huge stage in Xuzhou too early, or too late.

Gongsun Qiang left without humility or arrogance, in his world, the past cannot be returned, let alone mentioned, especially people.

"That's it?" Tang Kaixun asked, the sky was already bright at this time.

"That's all." Guo Qingyi got up and stretched, although he hadn't slept all night, he was still like a cockfight.

"Tsing Yi, let's go and entertain your old man, if Red Bull blames you, I can't protect you." Zhuge Changqing smiled, his face was also full of redness, and he couldn't see anything haggard.

Guo Qingyi nodded, but he didn't plan to meet Guo Hongniu, but turned to a city again, Qingdao, a city with a sadder ending than Xuzhou, and he was in a trance for so many days, and he didn't know what happened to Guo Hongzhu in Qingdao.

Zhuge Changqing and several people left one after another, Tang Kaixun looked at the clear sky in disappointment, the snow was melted without leaving a trace, as if last night's incident did not happen at all, this world is so magical, like a stroke of genius, but those things can really be erased lightly? Tang Kaixun didn't believe it, and no one wanted to believe it, if the blood flowed out, it would never come back.