Under the forest spring, next to the chess table, the light sake exudes a warm fragrance, scattered with warm blue waves, under the residual sun, it seems to be flushed with fiery red, but there is a touch of green; After it was cooked, it was brought up, and it stood on both sides of the chessboard.

The chessboard is not Go, it is square and treacherous, and there are grooved Pisces, a total of 12 black and white pieces stand on it, and there are six chips next to it, which is the six games of the exercise march.

The gameplay of Liubo chess has been lost, and only a few words recorded in the history books can be slightly understood; Even the specific appearance of the chessboard was only known when it was excavated from the ancient tomb a few years ago.

As for why it was lost, it is almost audible from his name. Six "Bo" chess is the earliest gambling, and the vast majority of his methods of winning also rely on gambling. But after the dice were later produced to bet on big and small odds and evens, who wants to waste time playing chess and gambling?

Just like the fast food culture, the change of gambling has made Liubo gradually withdraw from the stage of history.

But the man with a thin face in a crimson shirt next to the chessboard clearly knows this.

The man took a sip of wine, looked calm, and said, "The younger brother invests first, and the senior brother goes first." ”

Yet there was no one on the other side of him, an empty stone bench, silently speaking of desolation; The little boy serving on the side was already not surprised, and looked into the distance indifferently.

The man seemed to get an invisible answer, silently holding on to his son, and quietly throwing in the fund, coming and going, and earth-shaking changes had taken place on the chessboard; In the end, he seemed to have triumphed, and he himself was victorious.

"Senior brother, you've lost again!" The man picked up the feather fan on the chess table, smiled slightly, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed, and the warm wine was cold again.

This is a dense forest surrounded by green water, gurgling waves, fish and shrimp are pleasant, tranquil in the forest spring, remnants in the sunset, don't have a vivid beauty. It's better to be a village man here, than the princes and nobles!

"This trick is wonderful, win in danger, and kill the chess! If it weren't for you, no one would have thought of such a move! ”

The old man appeared behind him, carrying a piano on his back, wearing a large robe that could be found everywhere, with a beard not white, with a warm smile, but also deep and elusive, like a natural conspirator.

It was a surprisingly handsome old man, even though he had passed the age of destiny, but the handsomeness of his youth still lingered in front of him and lingered. I don't know what kind of beautiful man he will be when he is younger than ten or twenty years old?

The boy walked over with great skill, took the piano behind the old man, and laid it on the stone table.

Under the boy's service, the man took two steps back, with a wry smile on his face—it turned out that he was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, providing his crippled feet with the capital to move.

Looking at the smiling old man, the man sighed lightly: "I used to be classmates with my senior brother, and my Liubo chess is far from his opponent, and it can even be said that he has been defeated repeatedly. But after all these years...... I don't know if I can beat him now. ”

The old man said: "Liubo chess is just a tool for gambling after all, even if your senior brother wins, it will be useless for your whole life." Because those who truly understand the art of war will not pin their hopes of victory on gambling. ”

"Holding chess, some people rely on ability, and some people rely on luck. But a lucky person will not always be good after all, and the day he fails in the pitch will be the day when he loses his chess; And those who have the ability, the chess in his hands will always be a killing weapon! ”

The man smiled intriguingly: "You said that this chess piece is now in your hands, or is it in my hands?" ”

"Hehe, the person who holds the chess game will also play the free chess ......"

The man nodded slowly, as if he understood what he meant, raised his hand to make an invitation, and asked, "Let's have a game?" ”

"No, I'm not your opponent after all, whether it's luck or strength......"

The man laughed: "Didn't you just say that I rely on strength?" Why are you lucky now? ”

"If it weren't for the sharp-eyed eyes of my envoy of Qi back then, who discovered you, a madman hiding in the stable, with a broken leg and a black face, how could you have the glory after you? I can't compare to this kind of luck alone! ”

The man lowered his head and looked at his legs, which had been broken for decades, but he was already numb and could even laugh out loud. Where misfortune and blessing rest, where blessing and misfortune lie...... It may be the best way to describe him and his brother.

Their brothers are the witnesses and implementers of the Wei State from prosperity to decline, and the Qi State from weak to strong......

"Just now I met hundreds of pursuers outside the forest, it seems that they are from Tong Town, I don't know what to do." The old man suddenly said, "Maybe it won't be long before I find out where you are." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, but he raised his hand and pinched his fingers, and said with a smile: "Maybe...... Another scattered chess is coming! ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"Hehe, please stroke the piano for a song, and don't stop at the end, your Excellency won't stop. Look at what follows! ”

The man smiled as he rearranged the six games; The old man shook his head, he had never understood the behavior of this fellow, and set up the piano on the long stone table not far away, and played it slowly.

The Hanging Spring Waterfall, crisp in the forest, pales in comparison with the sound of the piano. The rhythm of this man's voice is a beautiful one, sometimes high-pitched and deep, sometimes tactful and low; Seven strings, living let him play the swan song of heaven and earth and all souls!

The crisp sound of the piano is accompanied by the sound of the waterfall and the rustling of green leaves, drifting into the ears of Zhaoyun, who is fleeing in the forest.

"It's strange, I didn't see anyone all the way to escape, why did I come here, and there was such a beautiful melody from the partial?"

Just now, he and Ziyang drove a chariot to escape from Tongzhen, and they planned to flee directly, but suddenly remembered that Invincible was still outside the city, and it would not be good if they were caught; In desperation, the two of them could only turn around first to see the situation.

But this U-turn went wrong, I didn't think that the Lu family's family didn't chase after them, the defenders of Tongzhen ran out one after another with their blades, and there were even five chariots chasing after them, which scared the two of them stupidly, and hurriedly drove away and escaped into the mountains.

But after all, the two did not know geography, and soon got lost; Coupled with the danger of the mountain road, the chariot was inconvenient and easy to expose the target, so the two could only abandon the chariot and hide in the mountains and forests like savages.

Because the pursuers were still searching the mountains, they must not let up.

Ziyang closed his eyes, calmed down and carefully tested the good and evil of the music rhythm; After a while, he said: "This sound is wonderful, there is no sound of killing, it is more like inviting you and me to ......"

The corners of Zhaoyun's mouth twitched: "Can you hear this?" ”

Ziyang said with a smile: "When a person plays the piano, he can always show his thoughts, unless it is a music idiot who doesn't understand the rhythm." ”

…… You scolded Lao Tzu in disguise!

Without waiting for Zhaoyun to worry too much, Ziyang had already stepped forward and followed the place where the sound of the piano came from; Zhaoyun also knew that there was no way out now, so he had to follow closely.

This forest is still very deep, it seems to be bottomless, but Ziyang can always perfectly capture the direction of the piano sound, which makes Zhaoyun and his surprise, could it be that the ancient Chinese in the Warring States period were so omnipotent? can drive and music, if you know martial arts again, isn't it a civil and military all-rounder?

"It's almost there." Ziyang's words directly gave Zhaoyun a reassurance.

However, at this moment, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, as if because of the arrival of the two of them, they couldn't help but get faster, accompanied by the sound of the waterfall, just like the shouts of thousands of people, as if the swords were rising everywhere, murderous!

Zhaoyun was shocked, even people like him who didn't understand the rhythm of music could hear the murderous aura in the sound of this qin, if he stood at the head of the city, wouldn't it be as good as Prime Minister Zhuge and retreat Sima with a song?

"Ziyang, are you still going?" Zhaoyun asked uneasily.

Ziyang said with a smile: "Fang Cai's piano sound, he played it for us and greeted us; But the current rhythm is for the pursuers to hear, hoping that they will be able to retreat in the face of difficulties. ”

Belch...... Is it really a prime minister?

The light was near, and now they had no other way; The sound of the piano has reached the ears of those pursuers, and if they retreat, it will be just in the mouth of the tiger!

Let's go!

The two of them passed through the bright light, and the remnant sun shone in their eyes, which was already a superb beauty, and they were about to fall to the other side of the horizon, waiting for the next reincarnation.

And under the remnant sun, a handsome old man stroked the piano by the waterfall, the strings in his hands like a well-behaved child, playing a beautiful rhythm at will, high-pitched and passionate, hitting people's hearts.

The old man didn't seem to notice their arrival, only closed his eyes, and felt the artistic conception created by his own piano sound; It's like there's a place on the battlefield where there's a lot of killing!

But the most striking thing was another middle-aged man, sitting in a wheelchair, dark skin, skinny, high cheekbones, sunken eyes, in stark contrast to the old man, not beautiful, only above the broken leg, the spine was straighter than anyone else's.

As if he had expected the arrival of the two, the man smiled and said, "If you are a person of temperament, the meaning of this song has been heard." ”

Ziyang and Zhaoyun looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what was going on.

The boy pushed the man's wheelchair to a distance of nearly ten steps in front of the two, and the man raised his hand to salute and said, "In Xia Sun Boling, six Bo have been arranged, please teach the two of you!" ”