In April of the twenty-sixth year of the Yonghe Dynasty of the Great Xie Dynasty, Emperor Xue and the crown prince Bailihua ascended the throne. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The prince's adoptive mother, Concubine Shu, was honored as the queen mother, and King Qing was crowned as the king of Heqing, and was given a mansion, ten thousand taels of gold, and countless beautiful maids.

Hopeless on the mountain.

Looking around, it was still a little desolate, and the reckless Lin Haidong was showing a little soft green sprouts from the west and west.

From a distance, it looks like a bald brush with a little green and a random touch, erasing the uneven faint spring.

In such a bleak scene, next to the humble monk's house, there is a pink and white peach blossom tree, and when the wind blows, the peach blossom will flutter on the branches.

Under the peach blossom tree, a young man wearing a snow-white brocade coat was lying on a chair in a daze.

A small hand warmer was held under the sleeves of his wide robe, and the boy looked at the sky in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, a monk with a square face and thick eyebrows walked over.

"Fusu, the weather hasn't completely warmed up yet, the mountain wind is strong, and your body is not good, so don't stay outside longer."

"Hmm." The boy answered softly, but did not move.

Lu Wuchen sighed, turned around and went back to the monk's house to get a sable cloak.

"I know you're in a big disaster, but being disheartened and lazy can't change anything, there is only one life, you have to open a ......"

The young man continued to hum, and then when Lu Wuchen was about to step into the monk's room, he suddenly asked, "He, when will he leave the customs?" ”

"Do you ask the teacher? It should be just a few days! You take good care of your injuries, and when the teacher comes out, all your doubts will be answered. ”

Lu Wuchen grabbed his head and said.

The boy didn't know if he heard it or not, he didn't speak, just closed his eyes quietly.

Three days later, in the glade, the white-clothed monk and the heavily dressed white-clothed boy sat opposite each other.

"Why did you save me?" The boy asked lightly.

"Because you are my destined heir." The white-clothed monk turned the fiery red bead and looked directly into the young man's eyes.

"Thank you for saving your life. However, I am already a lonely person with nothing, and there is no point in you saving me. "The boy straights.

"No, it makes sense. Your presence is the greatest meaning. The white-clothed monk stared at the young man with blazing eyes and said.

"Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. is alone in the next, without relatives and without reason. The young man smiled, twisted a falling leaf, and said.

"In this world, people who can do great things are always lonely." The white-clothed monk smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a box of chess pieces appeared on the polished chessboard.

"I have no intention of taking advantage of you. Whether it's Kui's or Daxie's, I haven't taken it to heart. If you'd like, you might as well play a game of chess with me to pass the time. ”

The young man looked at the white chess pieces that suddenly appeared in his hand, and was slightly stunned, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?" ”

"A man who loves a wide range of mountains and wilderness, and his name is Zhu Niankong." The white-clothed monk smiled, put his fingers together and picked up the black chess piece, and when the raised hand fell high, it seemed like it was about to poke straight into the young man's eyes.

The boy subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he heard a snap and the chess pieces fell.

Hearing the clear sound of falling children, he came back to his senses, but found that the chessboard carved in stone in front of him was already a vast battlefield.

And the two of them had left the glade at some point, and sat far away on the top of the high mountain.

"Come, my heir, and show me how far you can go!"

Zhu Niankong's voice came from afar, as if through the misty clouds.

As the voice of the bamboo niankong fell, the young man found that the scene in front of him had changed again, and he had actually come straight to the front of the two opposing armies.

For a moment, the neighing of horses, the shouts of killing, and the sound of swords cutting through armor and tearing flesh were intertwined and resounded in the ears.

Someone kept rushing in front of him with all kinds of weapons trying to kill him, and the eyes were cold and hateful, as if there was some kind of hatred between them.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and several people rushed in front of him to block the merciless sword for him.

Poof――

Blood splattered onto the boy's face and robes.

Warm blood, with a hint of fishy smell.

The man who was still killing the enemy by his side just now, but at this moment, he slammed and fell down with his big eyes.

It was blood shed for him.

The boy's head exploded, and he rushed forward with the sword in his hand waving it...... Until the final defeat is irretrievable......

There were bones everywhere, blood and broken limbs everywhere, and the battle banner was stained with blood, cut to the ground, wrapped in a horse that had been shot into a sieve.

Cold sweat oozed from the young man's sideburns, and he hunched his back, panting heavily, a little sickly thin.

Zhu Niankong looked at the young man who was out of shape opposite, disappreliant, and even showed a faint smile.

"What is this?"

After a long time, the young man asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's just a game of chess." Zhu Niankong slowly put the sunspot back into the chess box and replied.

The young man's mental power is far stronger than he imagined. The wisdom and scheming are far from being compared to the previous disciples. It is a very suitable successor! However...... It's not perfect enough.

"Do you know the secret arts?" The young man suddenly raised his head and looked at the white-clothed monk opposite with burning eyes.

Zhu Niankong threw the last chess piece back into the chess box, making a clinking sound. Instead of answering the boy's question, he asked, "Now, do you want to worship me as a teacher?" ”

"Please sir teach me." The boy suddenly knelt down, his head bowed, and bowed heavily.

Zhu Niankong said lightly: "Since you are willing to respect me as a teacher, you must abide by my rules." If you don't want to be bound and responsible, then you will die sooner. With your talent and knowledge, you don't need anything for me to teach you to achieve your ambitions. Therefore, I advise you not to be disturbed by momentary emotions and make decisions that you will regret for the rest of your life. ”

"The disciple has no regrets. Please sir teach me. The boy stumbled again.

Many years later, Zhu Niankong thought of the young man that day, and couldn't help sighing: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and there will be a time when the clouds will soar." Even if it sinks into the dust for a while, it is just a moment that is not worth mentioning. ”

Since then, there has been an extra pair of white-clothed masters and apprentices on Hopeless Mountain.

The way of teaching is also quite peculiar, and the two of them play chess on the top of the mountain rain or shine every day.

The chess game is unpredictable, and the objects of daily battles are not the same, and over time, it is like a real battlefield.

The boy has changed from the initial throbbing to the last indifference.

Now, he could watch his companion die in front of his eyes without changing his face, and still firmly carry out his pre-planned plan.

Zhu Niankong looked at the young man with a smile, yes, he is really teachable.

It seems that this game is very effective.

The heirs he waited for must not be soft-hearted or benevolent, but must always take a long-term view of the overall situation. Only in this way can we get closer to the ultimate truth.