Seeing that the God of Medicine was full of confidence, Hefeng Zhenren stared at him with interest, it had been hundreds of years, and he had never thought about what his problem was, what's wrong? Figured it out today?

As soon as I thought of this, I only heard the medicine god say, "This time I want a black child, you want a white child, and besides, the two of us have to change directions-" As he spoke, the medicine god pulled him up and sat down in the position of the real man just now.

"Can you win by changing positions?" Kazukaze Majin slowly sat down across from him, smiling with a smile on his lips.

"After hundreds of years of being your subordinate, today I finally know what the problem is!" The medicine god thought about it for a while, he had never changed the chess pieces or directions in the past few hundred years, in his opinion, this must be, "There is a problem with feng shui, which has caused me to lose for hundreds of years!" ”

Geomancy? No one has ever said that there is a problem with the feng shui of Lingyun Immortal Mountain, and this medicine god is still the first person to say that there is a problem with the feng shui here.

Hearing this answer, Kazukaze laughed out loud.

Since the god of medicine said that it was a matter of feng shui, then he had nothing to say, and with a wave of the feather fan, a new round of chess games opened.

The medicine god's eyes swept away, and a sunspot quietly fell on the chessboard, followed by a white child.

The chess game inside the house was in full swing, but outside the house was peaceful.

The more he got to the end, the more nervous the medicine god became, as if he was on the battlefield, and every step was related to his life and death.

And Hefeng Zhenren has always been indifferent, and winning or losing doesn't seem to matter to him.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more tense, a sunspot was suspended on the chessboard, and the god of medicine frowned and observed the chess game, every move now is the key, and it has to be carefully considered before falling.

Seeing that he was undecided and couldn't land for a long time, Hefeng Zhenren shook the feather fan lightly and smiled, "Brother, haven't thought about it yet?" ”

"Don't make a fuss-" At this time, the god of medicine is like an ant on a hot pot, looking at this chess game for a long time and unable to make a decision, what should I do? "Now is the critical moment, don't affect me!"

"Oh, yes, yes, it doesn't affect you-"

I saw that the medicine god frowned, stared at the chess game for a long time, and the sunspot suspended in the air finally fell, but there was still a trace of uncertainty in his heart, he sighed lightly and muttered, "It's your turn!" But his eyes stayed on the chess game, and he didn't even raise his head.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a white piece was suspended in front of his eyes, and the medicine god stared at the chess piece until it landed on the chessboard.

The God of Medicine immediately burst into a piercing laugh, "Hahahaha, I just said it was a feng shui problem, you lost, you lost hahaha" Then a sunspot fell.

"Really?" A smile was always on the face of the Japanese man, as if no matter how big the matter was, he couldn't erase the smile on his face.

"You are a dead game, a dead game hahahaha" However, just when the god of medicine thought that he would win this time, the white son fell suddenly, and several sunspots in the chessboard disappeared impressively.

It is said that chess is like a battlefield, only know self-defense, but also know how to attack, as long as the control is appropriate, the dead game can also be survived.