At night, the ancient temple is secluded.

Hoshino is dim, and the moon is on the willow tops.

The two men sat opposite each other, each holding a son, their expressions were not shocked, but there was a thunderous momentum in their eyes. The moonlight poured in from the slightly open window lattice, and the plain white light enveloped the chessboard, dyeing the black and white chess pieces that were killing each other with a murderous atmosphere.

In front of the screen, a square incense burner was placed, and the clouds and mist slowly spit out from the mouth of the sparrow, and the shadows and moonlight brought the light fragrance in the secluded forest. Compared with the white-clothed man opposite, the old but still handsome face, the monk in a robe has ordinary eyebrows, and the clouds and mist are even lighter than the moonlight.

The man in white shot extremely fast, and the white son landed on the chessboard like lightning, and the sharp skills and the sound of the chess pieces falling made a chess game between two people like a chess game of princes from all over the world.

However, the monk's thin hand holding on to the sunspot hung slowly in mid-air, contemplating for a moment before it fell gently, and even the shadow of the tree cast by the moonlight on the chessboard was not alarmed for half a minute.

The man in white fell down and laughed, his voice hoarse, as if it was overflowing from his throat, "Master, you are still the same as you were back then, looking at your gentle temperament, hiding a black heart that harms others." ”

The monk smiled and shook his head slightly, "You say I'm like back then, but you're not. His gaze swept over the fierce black and white on the chessboard, and his eyes gradually sharpened, "In this moment, there have been more than three times." ”

The man in white paused, thought of something, and his sharp face softened a little, "Yes, another three years have passed, and since the first battle of Xiangfan, the general trend of the world has become invisible." ”

The originally silent sunspot suddenly became like a yellow dragon, no longer the previous Wen Tun, and pressed on Baizi step by step, and the latter was in decline for a while.

The monk's wide cuffs were blown up by the wind, and his body was hidden in the curling smoke, like an immortal in the clouds, but he suddenly raised his eyes, and a pair of cloudy and old eyes suddenly lit up, like a famous sword in an ancient scabbard, and there was still a blazing murderous aura when it came out of the sheath, "Haven't you seen it yet, the real threat is in the far far west!" He glanced at the chess game, the situation was decided, the sunspots accounted for most of the country, he walked out of the seat, stood in front of the window lattice, facing the moonlight, his thin hands tightly grasped the window, he said softly: "Those illusions have been seen by the Great Khan, right?" If the Great Khan does not march westward, after a hundred years, not only will it be difficult for the Great Yuan to survive, but the Song State will also be destroyed by the Westerners. ”

The man in white looked at the losing white chess pieces, and was not annoyed, he stood up and walked to the monk's side to stand beside him, "Of course I know what the master showed me those illusions for...... I wonder, are those who are behind the scenes really those oracles? Haven't they long since disappeared? ”

"Hidden world may be just a pretext." The monk said lightly, his eyes were far away, "If it's a hidden world, why do you want to kill people?" Isn't the east and the west all God's territory? Aren't the Easterners and Westerners all God's people? In fact, God lives in heaven and never asks about the world, so if he is free and carefree, why should he care about the life and death of others? ”

"Guru, didn't the Buddha say that all beings are equal?"

"Whoever is a god and who is a demon is determined by him; Where there is drought and where is smooth, it is all determined by it; Great Khan, don't you still understand that between man and God, there is a world of heaven and earth, how can there be equality? The monk laughed.

The man in white was stunned, he knew that the monks had always said that the Buddha scolded the ancestors, but it was the first time he heard what he said just now.

"If you say it for a while, don't take it seriously, you were born to end the troubled times." The monk said again.

"End troubled times?" The man in white frowned, his hands in deep thought.

The monk coughed a few times, and there was a black mist between his eyebrows, and seeing the surprised look on the face of the man in white, he waved his hand to signal that there was no need to panic, turned around and walked to the incense burner, and used a small spoon to make a few mistakes in the special furnace, he leaned over and sucked a few times, and the black mist quietly escaped.

"Although the stars are dark tonight, the auspicious star of the Great Khan is extremely bright, not only to end the troubled times, but perhaps...... O Lord of the World! ”

The wind suddenly rose, and the bamboos in the mountains danced with the whistling wind, and the rustling sound between the branches and leaves broke the temporary silence in the mountains. The shadows of the dense trees were cut by the window lattice, swaying and swaying. The thick clouds that were blown by the wind dimmed the cold moon, but the light of the morning stars in the extreme distance was even stronger, forcing the scattered clouds to dare not approach.

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