Chapter Eighty-Three: Playing Chess and Reciting Poems

As if frightened by her cautious and stern tone, he nodded blankly.

As soon as Zhao turned around, a pop sounded behind him.

What a pity to burst out laughing.

"You must be scaring me, why did they go so easily? , hahahaha... I'm going to come up and try .......! ”

A scream sounded, Zhao Guanqu endured the pain and glanced back at him, scolded him and reached out to push him down.

He collapsed to the ground and exhaled weakly.

The white jade ladder is beautiful, but unfortunately it will hurt people, and ordinary people really can't touch it.

He covered his face in resignation, sat at the lowest place and watched every figure on the stairs, a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

…….

The white jade stairs are very long, and there are many people walking on it, Zhao District has no time to scruple too much, and takes every step calmly, but this is the case, every time he raises his feet and waves, it seems that he has to use all his strength.

There are only more than ten people who can be seen on the stairs, and the closest to her is a white scholar, the two are three steps apart, and you can see the handsome side when you look up. One is to lift your feet up the mountain, and the other is to watch beautiful men ignore the pain.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after walking four or five steps like this, it's a lot easier than before.

"Where is the little brother from?" A clear voice rang out.

Zhao was stunned for a long time.

Why did this person suddenly talk to her?

"Little brother?" The scholar never looked back, but his voice came unhurriedly. Zhao felt bitter in his heart, and said that this person would not be looking for her to talk to kill time.

"The four seas are home." She took a deep breath and stopped looking at him. Looking down at the white jade stairs carefully, he found a slight abnormality under this look.

The stairs are naturally clean, but between the two sides, there are many more patterns, and there is a faint hint of vermilion in the patterns, which seems to be invisible, but when the footsteps touch those patterns. The scarlet thread went up the soles of his feet.

"Such a powerful telekinesis attack, it can be attached to it, and it won't disperse for many years......"

Her hands trembled. Continue to go up step by step, withdraw the few telekinesis, and fight specifically against those vermilion telekinesis, so that. Invisibly sped up some speed.

When you look up again. It was found that she was already standing side by side with the scholar.

This is an elegant face, Qingjun is secondary, but the temperament of that body is eye-catching.

Zhao gave him a friendly smile at his surprised gaze.

The two walked side by side, without saying a word all the way.

What a pity to be bored at the bottom of the mountain, sitting there without any image looking at the situation on the stairs.

"Ouch, Jin Mingyue, that person has actually arrived at the pavilion!"

Thanks to the things that Jin Mingyue has done secretly these days, what a pity is a little more hostile to this big Qin Mingyue, who has a bright appearance and a sinister belly inside.

Looking at this person he didn't like to see walking in the forefront, I felt unhappy for a while.

Simply shifted his gaze and picked up the dog's tail grass that he pulled out of nowhere. Like a ruffian, look at the others.

"Gu Xian, that stinky boy has some ability."

"The stinky monk who wants money is concave there... Hehehehe...... I can't go up. ”

"Why did you talk so well with that little white face of Henglan?"

The scholar is naturally the son of the Henglan family of the Song Kingdom. Henglan Bing, the closed disciple of the great Confucian Henglan Qin.

………

They had no time to appreciate the scenery on the stairs, but let He look at it all over the place, I don't know this time, but after looking at it, he found that there is another bluestone path on the left.

"Hey, there's another way here!"

His mind turned, and he ran over happily.

As soon as I stepped on the bluestone path, a stone table appeared in front of me, and a kind old man sat opposite.

He regretted looking at the old man who suddenly appeared, and there was a faint feeling of bad feeling in his heart.

"Little doll, come here, play a few games of chess with me."

The voice seemed to have magical power, and he walked over in a daze.

As soon as he sat down, he trembled and abruptly got up to leave.

"Come on, sit down."

As soon as the words fell, there seemed to be thousands of ropes under the stone bench, binding him, and he couldn't struggle anymore.

He looked at the old man opposite, crying with a sad face, "Old man...... Can you spare me...... I don't know how to play chess! ”

As the heir of the He family, it's enough to have money, and it's a waste of time to play chess.

The old man smiled kindly, looking at him with a divine gaze, as if he had insight into a qiē, what a pity to be sweating all over his body by such a gaze, he couldn't help but pout and continue to pretend to be pitiful.

"Well, since you don't go up the mountain, then play two games of chess with me here...... It doesn't matter if you can't go down, I'll teach you. The old man smiled, and casually had an extra hand of sunspots, which was in a corner of the chessboard.

He regretted that he had always been a little stunned, and when he saw that he had been tied to the chessboard, it was not good to shirk it, and as soon as his hand was loosened, he took the white child that came out of nowhere and put it in the opposite position with the old man's sunspot.

The old man glanced at him, smiled, and continued to fall.

What a pity, ignore it, and continue to fool around.

…….

The defeat on the chessboard soon became apparent, and he couldn't see it, and continued to fall, and the old man raised his hand to restrain him.

"You've been defeated, start over."

"Oh"

He put down the white child in his hand and looked at the old man with a smile, "My old man said that when you play chess, you have to meet your opponent in chess, and what you are most afraid of is playing with a stinky chess basket." ”

The old man smiled faintly, disapproving.

The chessboard had been blank at some point, and the old man did not dislike his bad skills at all, and continued to hold the sunspot.

What a pout, it doesn't matter.

This one, however, is a little different, so why can't you fool around without scruples anymore.

Every time before he fell, there was always a voice in his head that reminded him.

"This step should be taken first."

"Where the line is wide, the outside is open."

"Turn defense into offense. Close to hand, falling. ”

His hands began to get out of control, and the voice in his head seemed to take over his consciousness. Seeing the battle on the chessboard, he wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't say two words clearly.

A game of chess was played for a long time, and the old man glanced at him thoughtfully when he lost the last piece.

"Ah Ruo, are you playing the last game of chess with me?"

What a pity that his back was cold, looking at this sight, and his heart said that it was not a ghost!

He gritted the tip of his tongue. struggled, but unfortunately the body was not controlled.

The old man held the sunspot in his hand and looked at him quietly.

“……”

"But I don't want you to go...... You can stay here. A black spot in the old man's hand vanished. Bow your head and whisper, "Draw." ”

When the words fell, what a pity to be relieved.

"Ouch...... Old man, you can do it. Let me go. Tears welled up in his eyes. looked at the old man pitifully, and made a weak posture.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a trace of the soul of the deceased." The old man smiled and put the board back in place, "Go on." ”

"No, no, no... No more! ”

"Well, if you play a game of chess with me, I'll let your friend take one less step, how about it?" The old man's gaze was calm. It doesn't look like a fake.

He bit his finger and found that it was not a dream. "Do you think I'm going to believe you?"

The old man smiled slightly, mysteriously stretched out two fingers, and with a light twitch in front of him, a jade staircase was pulled out and lay in the air.

“…….”

"How?"

"You're so powerful, why are you looking for me this stinky chess basket?" He regretted suppressing the shock in his heart and asked scrutinically.

"Didn't you notice?"

"What?"

"You're the most idle here."

A heart-wrenching blow.

What a pity to close your eyes and prepare to play dead.

…………

The stairs under her feet seemed to have no end, Zhao District and Henglan Bing walked for a long time, sweat fell from her jaw, dripping on the jade stairs, vanished, she clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and lifted her almost numb legs to go up step by step.

I felt a little more tired in my heart, and the thought of wanting to stop suddenly appeared.

Henglan Bing seemed to sense her affection, and said slowly, "Be careful, the jade ladder is more than just these telekinetic attacks. ”

The words stopped here, and Zhao woke up with a spirit.

How can there be a desire to stop? It's been holding on for so long, why do you have the idea of backing down at the last critical moment?

Unless, the telekinesis in these steps begins to affect the human mind.

She gasped, and said in her heart that the mountain was really worthy of its name.

"Thank you."

Looking at the handsome man beside her, she couldn't help but feel a little more grateful. is in a competitive position, and there are people who are so high-spirited, she has to admire.

Henglan Bing smiled back, pointed to the gazebo above, and said, "When we get there, we can sit and rest." ”

This sentence undoubtedly gave her a lot of motivation, and she bowed her head slightly, "Go together." ”

It's an invitation, and it's an alliance.

So far, the mountain is only the tip of the iceberg, and no one knows what is in the mist above the gazebo.

Two people are better than one.

"Okay."

…….

I don't know when the wind picked up in the mountains, the mist rolled down from the mountainside, the tip of her nose was a little cooler, and she was still one step away from the gazebo, she breathed a sigh of relief, her steps paused, and her heart began to feel a little tight.

Time seemed to stand still, and her heart burned.

The stars moved, the wind around her was howling, the face of the Void Mountain gradually disappeared in front of her eyes, the fire gradually rose, the ashes flew in the air, and the smoke billowed out.

It's back to the moment when I died in my previous life.

She lay weakly on the desk, looking at the raging fire, and a trace of despair gradually rose in her heart.

There was a voice in my heart, like a fairy sound.

"I can save you."

"Who are you?"

"I'm your gifted spirit."

There was a black shadow in the firelight, like a firebird, and it began to hover in the air. The pair of red eyes with a slight soft light, "Do you want to go out?" ”

Between life and death, of course she chooses to live.

She stretched out her hand, her gaze misty, and emitted a strong survival light at the firebird in the air.

The dark shadow approached her... Approaching her, the moment the two made contact, a white light suddenly appeared, which was particularly conspicuous in the firelight.

The jade-white figure walked in and slashed the black shadow with his hand.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

The sound was in her ears, like a slap in the head, and her mind hurt, and she quickly opened her eyes.

In front of the eye, it is a familiar face.

It was also in the spring of that year that magnolia blossomed, and this person came into her life.

Jin Mingyue.

It's him.

Zhao was stunned for a while, only to find that he was already in the gazebo.

What just happened?

As if she had completed a task, Jin Mingyue smiled at her and said, "Do it yourself." ”

When the words fell, they went into the mist.

……

The gazebo was empty, but it was extremely refreshing, she leaned against the wooden pillar, slightly concentrating, and when she opened her eyes again, Henglan Bing appeared in front of her.

"Come up."

Henglan Bing was only one step away from the gazebo, exactly the same as the scene she had just had.

She looked closely, and saw a slight look of struggle on his face.

It also seems to be in trouble.

The last step of the gazebo... There is a problem.

At this moment, the air in the gazebo fluctuated slightly, and a message came into her mind.

"Break through his confusion, and you can continue to go up the mountain."

This sentence is very straightforward and savage.

Zhao suddenly understood why Jin Mingyue would help her, and his heart was a little complicated, I don't know if it was loss or something else.

……

She couldn't get into Henglan Bing's illusion, and she had no clue how to break it.

She looked at the clear and handsome face full of tangled pain, sighed secretly, and said in her heart, how is this a bit like when she couldn't do math problems by herself?

"Make... I can't do it. ”

A small and painful voice popped out of the corner of his lips, and Zhao was shocked, and his heart said that he couldn't have guessed correctly.

"What can't be done?"

"Poetry..."

"......." Zhao was dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe that the last thing in this person's heart was to compose poetry!

Life is so difficult, why is he worried about this?

Zhao couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't figure it out either.

"Poetry... It's easy to do! She used her telekinesis to turn the voice into Henglan Bing's mind, and she didn't know if he could hear it, so she began to recite, "Look... On the afternoon of hoeing day, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, in other words, leave the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered glory is not this sentence? What kind of poems are you going to memorize! ”

She also began to get anxious, exuding endless sympathy for Henglan Bing's constipated face.

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown?"

"There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there is another village in Liu'an Huaming?"

"Want to be poor and go to the next level?"

"Horizontally, it looks like a front on the side of the ridge, and the distance and the height are more different?"

“…….”

Sentence by sentence, her mouth was dry on her back, but Henglan Bing showed no signs of waking up.

The only consolation was that the look of struggle on his face gradually subsided, and he became a little more peaceful.

Zhao made persistent efforts and began to continue to recite poems and listen.

From the wind and snow to the scenery of mountains and rivers, she was amazed by her strong memory.

"Lazy shake the white feather fan, and the grass does not stop."

This sentence fell, and he didn't know whether it was the quantitative change that caused the qualitative change or the proposition in his memory that he inadvertently poked, Henglan Bing woke up, stepped forward with his feet, and walked into the pavilion.

"You're finally awake......"

District Mayor Zhao sighed.

"It seems like a dream." Henglan Bing looked at her in confusion. (To be continued......)