The clouds are shrouded.

The spring water of the mountain stream is murmuring, and an evergreen ancient pine stands on the top of the raised rocky slope.

There is a stone table under Honasa that divides the stone table into several squares and combines them into a natural chessboard.

Two people sat on the stone couch, facing the first ray of sunlight in the early morning, and began a new round of confrontation, which was not only a black-and-white life and death competition on the chessboard, but also a heart-to-heart exchange, an exchange between disciples and masters, and a way for masters to teach their disciples.

There are no words, everything is played out in a chess game.

The sun broke through the clouds, the birds chirped through the sky, the valley gradually took shape, several children were cooking in the mountain stream, and last night these began to recite poetry and books, and the mountains and fields without the smell of fireworks resounded with bursts of isolated reading.

This is the Ghost Valley, where the two factions are combined into one and hidden here.

"Where is the most dangerous place in the world?"

The chess game has been decided, and the white son is strangled in the encirclement of the sunspot, and there is no way to survive.

The white-robed scholar rubbed his hands, exhaled and came out, carefully recalling in his mind to find the most dangerous place in the world, his long hair moved with the wind, he looked up and down, the sky was cloudless, and today was a good day.

"The most dangerous place in the world is the battlefield, as long as you go to the battlefield, countless people will die, countless joys will burst out, and it is also a place to make contributions to protect the family and defend the country."

"No," the old man pinched the black chess piece, pointed to the position of the white-robed scholar's chest, and retorted, "The most dangerous place in the world is the human heart!" ”

"People's hearts are fickle, no one is consistent, but the only thing that cannot be forgotten is your initial choice, grasp the original intention, you will not waver, you will be able to walk forever."

The old man took the porridge from the boy, drank it while blowing, took out a small dried osmanthus flower from the sachet and sprinkled it in the bowl, and the white flower's hair fluttered lightly in the wind.

The white-robed scholar also drank porridge like the old man, and the back of his hand that stretched out his sleeve revealed a scar from a sword wound, which seemed to have been left a long time ago.

"How many years have you been learning art with the old man?"

The old man put down the empty bowl and asked.

"It has been more than eight years since Taibai was rescued by the master in Nankezhou, and over the years, Taibai has also let go of the unruliness in his heart and learned to be indifferent."

The white-robed scholar said with a smile and handed the empty bowl to the boy who was cleaning up.

"No, suffering can temper a person, but it can't grind the horse that was originally manic in your heart, it's just that this kind of unruliness was taken into your heart and didn't show it, you were originally a madman, this is your heart."

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly got up, picked up the crutch placed next to Honka, and walked towards the courtyard at the bottom of the mountain.

The white-robed scholar followed behind, his restless hands also quieted down, since the battle of the water boat, it has been eight years now, and during the period of disappearing, I don't know what happened to the world outside.

"Master, someone worships the mountain!"

At this time, the boy reported to the old man at the gate of the courtyard that his immature face was like a porcelain doll.

"Baishan? No one has come to worship the mountain for more than 50 years, who will come to our poor mountain to worship the mountain? ”

The old man's two white eyebrows trembled, and he said quite strangely.

"Master, it's a woman, I heard her registration number seems to be called Hou Sanniang, saying that she has an acquaintance with Master, and she brought several jars of ale and spirits, as well as that high pot... I don't remember it very well. ”

The boy pinched his fingers, counted them one by one, twisted his eyebrows and tried to remember, and finally had to give up.

"Go and call a few of your senior brothers to come over, I'll go to the front mountain to have a look, can you recognize the person who came from Taibai?"

After the old man gave the order, he went straight down the mountain, his old face was full of curiosity, and there were some things he had never heard of.

"Hou Sanniang hasn't heard of it, but the ale wine and spirits, Taibai is still unforgettable, this thing was invented by the princess, someone looked for me a few years ago, it is likely that the princess sent it!"

The white-robed scholar smiled, stroked his beard with nostalgia, and walked down the mountain with the old man.

"Oh? The princess who is also one of the Eight Immortals? This woman is indeed extraordinary, and she has the demeanor of a superior person, but it's a pity that she is a woman! ”

The old man and Taibai came to the intersection of the mountain together, and saw several people resting at the mountain pass, and it could be seen from their clothes that these people were dart people! Except for a woman with a yellowish complexion, the rest are tall and fierce men.

Taibai received the old man's signal, walked towards the woman, and bowed his hand.

"Your Excellency is Hou Sanniang? Taibai thinks he has never met Your Excellency! ”

Hou Sanniang took off the hat, revealing willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes and thin red lips, looked at the white-robed scholar, raised her eyebrows, and the gray and blue cuffs fluttered with the movement of the master.

"It doesn't matter if you know the old lady or not, the important thing is that you remember this jar of spirits?"

Li Bai took the wine jar that Hou Sanniang threw boldly, and as soon as he held it in his arms, he smelled a sweet smell, familiar and unfamiliar, but it sprinted his nostrils all the time, it was a strong liquor, a strong liquor in the princess's mansion.

Happily lifting the lid and taking a sip, the usually restrained scholar turned into a wandering maniac, roaring like an ape in the mountains and forests.

"Hahahaha, Master is right, too white is too white, no matter what time it is, it is too white!"

When the old man saw that Li Bai had finally walked out of the self-bound cage, he smiled with satisfaction, and his bark face became even more wrinkled.

After a few sips, Taibai handed over the wine jar to the master, let the old man also try it, and came to Hou Sanniang again, bowing wildly.

"Did the princess invite you?"

Hou Sanniang looked back at the dart masters who came with her, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and said undeniably, "Yes, the dart we are betting on this trip is Taibai, the princess named you to bring you to Chang'an safely, and your wife seems to have given birth to a daughter, and your family is currently in the princess's mansion and is under the protection of the princess." ”

"Woman, it's a pity! If it were a man, I could pass on this swordsmanship to him! ”

The white-robed scholar said with some sighs, but a trace of guilt and longing appeared on his resolute face full of hardship.

"It's okay, but allow Taibai to ask Master for his resignation!"

Taibai turned around, and at some point, several senior brothers had already come to the master's side, discussing around the wine jar.

Without waiting for the white-robed scholar to speak, the old man took the lead and said with a smile.

"People can go, wine stays! This stuff is good! I've lived so long and have never tasted such a good thing! ”

There were several cheerful laughter in the valley, and Taibai told the old man about the Journey to the West Restaurant in Chang'an, and handed over the five percent token given to him by the princess to the old man, saying that with this order, he could buy anything from any Journey to the West Restaurant at half price.

After explaining some things, Taibai and Hou Sanniang set off for Chang'an together.

And Du Fu, who was counting the account books in the cottage, suddenly found that the accounts of a restaurant were much less, thinking that someone was greedy for ink, so there was no problem with checking carefully, and he put it on the table for the time being.

Within half a year, Du Fu found that the accounts of the restaurant were much less, and even a month was a loss.

Flipping through the map to find it, the place was close to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, not far from Nankezhou, where Li Bai had lost his news, raised his sleeves, and hurriedly ran out of the office to report the discovery to the princess.