"Born in the Tao, born in the earth.

3,000 immeasurable filaments,

Gods and demons hoard.

Ten thousand years of things are not seen,

There is no door in the upper realm. ”

There is a stone platform above the starry sky, there is a chess on the platform, the white characters fall, and the mouth of the deacon murmurs. "You and I have played a million years in this chess game, and we have been in the game for thousands of years. It's not going to end."

A person on the opposite side was holding a sunspot, listening to its muttering, and the chess pieces tapped the grass box chess jar, making a silent sound. "It's time to end, it's only a million years, and this game won't be broken, how about it?"

The sunspot fell, with a soft crisp sound, and the meteor that followed the starry sky was fleeting.

"There is nothing to be done in heaven and the world, and it is even more foolish to impose cause and effect. The man in charge of the white son stood up, glanced at the chessboard, and looked at him again, "In that case, why do you have to play this million-year-old game with me." ”

The two stood above the starry sky, starry, gravel, and a stone chess game between them, as if all this was not matched at this time.

"The remaining million years are enough to bring the world out of the supreme realm, and we can't break this endless situation, that is, we have no fate, and we can't bear it. The man holding the sunspot reached out and pressed down on the chessboard, and a flash of light fell from the board into the nether.

The flash of light was like the soul of this chess game, the soul was gone, the stone platform and the chessboard were gone, silently, as if it had never appeared here for millions of years.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous. When the man in charge of the white son saw this, he turned and left, but disappeared without a trace.

Patted the chess game, looked at the departing person, he was the only one left in the vast starry sky, "There is no end to the game, there is no door in the upper realm, it is not the fate of our group of older generations, forcibly interfere, there is no end and no result, why not go and have a good time." It can be stable for millions of years. "Look at the place where the eyes fall, and the figure will disappear after it.

The person who holds the white child who is no longer in this starry sky disappears, and when the person who holds the black child disappears, the footsteps across the universe also stop.

"Ling Du, you have played a chess game with me for millions of years, how can I not know who you are, since you say that you have nothing to do with us, why do you forcibly involve yourself in it, hey. After whispering, he walked again, thousands of miles of starry sky, thousands of miles of dead silence.

......

"Young master, don't run so fast, the old slave really can't keep up. ”

A young man dressed in purple and gold, extremely luxurious, looked thirteen or fourteen years old, jumping on the busy street and looking left and right is happy. He was followed by a panting servant in Tsing Yi who was squeezed around by pedestrians on the street, and his eyes were fixed on the young man, as if he was afraid that the young master in front of him would disappear if he blinked his eyes.

"Young master, today is the Yuan Lantern Festival, there are too many people on the street, go back with the old slave early, and then you will be discovered by the master, then, the old slave will be punished." The old slave caught up with the young man, looked at the young man with a crying face and said.

The Yuan Lantern Festival is a major festival in the Kingdom of Heaven, symbolizing that the new year is coming, and at this time the Kingdom of Heaven will celebrate the whole country for seven days and seven nights.

Seeing that this old slave dared to disturb his interest, the young man turned his head and glared at the old slave behind him. "The prince doesn't like the atmosphere in the palace, it's not fun on the streets of the capital at all, and as soon as this year passes, the prince will be fourteen years old, and he is already an adult, so he can play as much as he wants, and he can play wherever he wants. ”

When the old slave heard what the young man said, he hurriedly stood in front of the young man and shook his hand repeatedly, "Young master, don't reveal your identity, don't reveal your identity." ”

"Then you can't stop me from playing, haha, go play~"

The young man laughed and stopped paying attention to the old slave and ran to play alone, leaving the old slave to dare not say anything more.

"Slow down, young master, that one can't climb, it's too high, and it's going to fall...... The young master can't play, and will burn his own ......"

The old slave in Tsing Yi ran around with the young man, this slave who took care of the little prince was not good, he ran around with him, his body was already sweaty, and he was busy wiping the sweat stains on his face with his sleeves.

"Ahh ”

"I don't know, there's nothing hitting him. ”

"It can't be sick!"

A litter of people surrounded the fallen teenager, and you said and I said, for some reason. The old slave in Tsing Yi slipped into the crowd violently, knelt directly on the ground and picked up the young man, cold sweat pouring down, "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..."

When the old slave was panicking, the young man opened his eyes leisurely and saw the old slave holding him dissatisfied: "What are you doing, what are you doing with the little master, let go quickly." ”

The old slave watched the little prince suddenly wake up, burst into tears of joy, let go of the young man, immediately knelt in front of him, and kowtowed repeatedly, the bluestone slab on the ground was knocked by the old slave, and shouted in his mouth: "Thank God, keep you okay, thank God, keep you okay......"

The young man patted the dust on his body, looked at the old slave kneeling in front of him and said, "Okay, get up, the young master was too happy just now to faint." ”

"Thank you, young master!"

The old slave stood up motionless, and the dust on his body was not patted, and he kept looking at the young man with a happy face, it seemed that there was nothing happier than the little prince who had nothing to do, and a pair of eyes began to stare at him again, and he didn't even dare to blink, the smile on his face couldn't be dispersed, but the blood on his forehead kept flowing, and the old slave didn't dare to wipe it, afraid that if he wiped it like this, the little prince would disappear again.

"Hey, this is the child of a big family, it's so delicate. ”

"Son, do you see, study hard, become a big official in the future, and our children and grandchildren can be like this in the future, and your father and I can also shine brightly. ”

The little prince saw that the people around him hadn't dispersed, but were still talking about himself, so he was immediately unhappy and yelled: "Look, look, believe it or not, the master will beat you all up one by one!"

The people around listened to the little prince's anger, and they all dispersed, they were all flat-headed people, what to fight with others, and when I saw that child, he had a good family background, and today was the Yuan Lantern Festival, and no one dared to cause trouble.

When the little prince saw that everyone was gone, he looked at the old slave beside him who was smiling and bleeding, and his heart was irritable, and he was disturbed after playing for such a short time.

"Let's go, go home, stop playing, irritable. ”

The old slave was even happier when he heard this, and bowed down and walked behind the little prince, "Okay, good, the old slave will accompany the young master home." ”

The two left, the little prince was angry and looked very unhappy, the old slave in Tsing Yi was full of red blood, as if he was relieved, and left the streets of the capital all the way with him.

"The endless situation fell in the womb fourteen years ago, and today the god falls in the body after fourteen years, since the fate has been destined, I hope you can really break through the endless situation, and enter the door that the supreme realm can not enter, a million years are running out, I can shoot for you three times, all of which are the situation of life and death. ”

Above the streets of the capital, the space fluctuated silently, and an old man appeared in vain, looking at the young man who was gradually leaving, muttering to himself. The old man's eyes were filled with endless confusion, as if he was entangled and helpless, and finally sighed and disappeared. No one noticed him from the pedestrians below, as if he were the air, unable to hear, see or feel.