Chapter 13: The Game

―――――――

Khan, I said a lot yesterday. Today, I sincerely ask for a recommended collection.

――――――――――――

I saw sandalwood in the meditation room, and a wave of Buddha breath came to my face. When the two of them swept their eyes, they suddenly found that there was already a person in the room. The old man, dressed in a rare costume and with vicissitudes of life and bright eyes, stared at the chessboard in front of him idly, as if he hadn't noticed anyone coming in, and sat there motionless.

Master Yinkong followed, and said with a slow smile, "Hehe, this Zhou donor is a friend of Lao Gao, and he came to play chess with Lao Gu today, don't be surprised by the two little donors." ”

Wei Qiao glanced at the old man's face, frowned slightly, he had always seen people very accurately, but he couldn't figure out this person's demeanor. But then I was relieved, and the people who could make friends with Master Indoku were also old monsters.

The old man looked up as if he had just noticed someone entering, his gaze soft, but there was an invisible pressure that enveloped the whole room.

The old man put down the chess pieces, looked at Wei Qiao and Yi Yun who came in with a smile, his eyes stayed on Wei Qiao's face for two more seconds, and said like a master, "Hehe, two little friends, please sit down, don't be restrained." ”

Wei Qiao glanced at the chessboard, and without hesitation, he sat down where the original Yinkong Master should have been. Reach out and pick up the sunspot, and put it down with a 'snap'.

The old man was obviously stunned by Wei Qiao's unceremonious voice, and immediately looked at the chessboard with an indifferent smile, reached out and picked up the white child and put it down.

Yi Yunqiao's face showed a hint of strangeness, and she glanced at Master Yinkong, one south and one north, and sat next to the two.

For Go, Wei Qiao used to practice reaction speed. As soon as the old man put it down, his black chess piece 'snapped' and fell again. The old man stared at the chessboard, and with a light sigh, the white pieces also fell quickly.

"Smack"

"Smack"

"Smack"

"Smack"

The speed of the two hands was like flying, the chess pieces fell with a snap, and Yi Yunxiu's eyebrows on the side didn't know when she frowned slightly, she could still understand at first, but as the speed of the two hands accelerated, she couldn't see the chess moves of the two clearly.

Master Yinkong's seemingly cloudy eyes also shone at this moment, staring at the ever-changing chess moves in an instant, and wisps of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

Wei Qiao was calm, but the time for his fingers to pinch the chess pieces was getting longer and longer. And the old man in the fancy costume also changed his previous guidance mentality, frowning and staring at the chess game, pausing for a while from time to time.

Wei Qiao didn't really want to fight to the death with the unidentified old man in the costume in front of him, so he occasionally made a mistake, turning the gray and difficult chess game into an entangled marshmallow, and the two began to tear up slowly.

The old man in the Chinese costume didn't see Wei Qiao release water in the game, but the old monk Yinkong, who had been watching chess and not saying a word to the true gentleman, looked at Wei Qiao with a smile, but he didn't break it. On the other side, Yi Yun was still thinking hard about the path of the two just now, and a little dew appeared on her white forehead at some point.

The old man in Huafu looked at the chess game, although he did not have an advantage, but now he is not completely disadvantaged, exhaled, looked up at Wei Qiao, and said with a smile: "It is rare to have such chess strength at a young age." ”

Regarding the paternalistic tone of the old man in Chinese costumes, Wei Qiao didn't like it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he held the chess pieces between his fingers, and said lightly: "Chess is character, heroic atmosphere, lack of delicacy." He learned the rules of Go from Wan'er, and his chess skills improved by leaps and bounds, and his chess path seems even more strange today.

The smile on the face of the old man in Chinese clothes froze, and he turned his head and looked at Master Yinkong in surprise, seeing Master Yinkong shaking his head and looking down at Wei Qiao who was looking at the chessboard leisurely, hiding his embarrassment He smiled, the chess pieces fell, looked up at Wei Qiao and said, "At a young age, I understand a lot." Then tell me, what is the character of the three teenagers outside just now? ”

As soon as Wei Qiao's chess pieces fell, he looked up at the old man in Chinese clothes with a look of school examination, and said indifferently: "Chu Yan, although there is no ink on his chest, he is also a true surname." Chen Zhuo thinks he is smart, but he is a little clever and can't be on the big stage. Jiang You, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a wolf in sheep's clothing. ”

The old man in the fancy costume flashed with surprise in his eyes, and he held the chess pieces and said with a look of surprise: "How do you see it?" ”

Wei Qiao sat up straight, stretched out despite everyone's eyes, and exhaled heavily. Looking at the curious eyes of the three of them, he looked down at the chessboard again, and said lightly: "Chu Yu has no talent, but he doesn't hide it, he knows who he is and what he should do, so he is a true surname." Chen Zhuo, there are a lot of thoughts, but the city government is not enough, the poem just now was not made by him, he is a hypocrite. Jiang You, with a deep mind, knows how to be patient, and hides his fangs. He didn't think about the poem just now. Who does what poems, you can see people from poems, and you can also see poems from people. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, a battle poem of dragon and tiger fighting, in Wei Qiao's eyes, it was so thorough, simple and clear.

The old man in the costume and the master of Yinkong glanced at each other, and then his chest rose and fell slightly, looked at Wei Qiao and smiled: "What do you call this little friend?" ”

Wei Qiao looked at the chessboard that had been completely pasted, shook his head, and said, "When Pingshui meets, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat." ”

The smile on the face of the old man in the Chinese costume stiffened again, and his expression changed, as if he was crying and laughing, which was extremely strange.

Wei Qiao glanced at him, turned his head to look at Master Yinkong and said, "Master, do you want a game?" ”

Master Yinkong shook his head with a kind face, and said with a smile: "The donor's chess strength is profound, and Lao Gu is not an opponent. ”

When the old man in the Chinese costume heard this, he looked at Wei Qiao with wide eyes and said, "What's the matter, you still have a trick that is useless?" "The authorities are confused, and he hasn't turned around yet.

Master Yinkong just smiled and didn't break it. Wei Qiao smiled indifferently, stood up and hugged his fists at the three of them, and said, "No, there has never been a trick on the chessboard." Today is really a nuisance, come to say that you should reply to the invitation, today it is too late, late to say goodbye, come to say reunion. ”

After speaking, he nodded at Yinkong and Yiyun with a smile, turned around and walked outside. Yi Yun is now accustomed to Wei Qiao's out-of-character behavior, glanced at the obviously extraordinary old man in gorgeous clothes, bent down lightly at Master Yinkong, and said with a light smile: "That little woman also said goodbye to the master." ”

Master Yinkong looked at Wei Qiao's back and was slightly distracted, and hurriedly smiled and nodded.

Yiyun's speed was neither fast nor slow, but he quickly caught up with Wei Qiao. Wei Qiao glanced at her and nodded with a smile.

As soon as I went out, I found Xiangling sitting under the window, holding her head and crying.

Wei Qiao's face changed, and he hurriedly walked over, grabbed Xiangling's arm and said urgently: "Xiangling, what's wrong, did Chen Zhuo and them bully you?" Wei Qiao was so annoyed now that he threw Xiangling out alone. The three of them suffered hardships, and they must have been angry at Xiangling. But seeing that she was neatly dressed, Wei Qiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiangling buried her little head and just whimpered softly, and it could be heard from her voice that the little girl was extremely sad.

Wei Qiao squatted opposite Xiangling and said softly, "Then you tell the young master, who bullied you, the young master will get it back for you." ”

The more Xiangling cried, the more sad she became, and her little shoulders shook, obviously very aggrieved.

Wei Qiao frowned, stretched out his hands and held up the little girl's little head buried in her knees, looked at her crying little face and said in a deep voice: "Tell the young master something, crying can't solve the problem." ”

The little girl's crying face was pale, the pear blossoms brought rain, and when she saw Wei Qiao's concerned look, she cried out with a 'wow'. Suddenly threw himself into Wei Qiao's arms and cried.

"Young Master, Young Master, I... I lost your poems... Woo whoa..."

When Wei Qiao heard this, he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, patted her back, and said softly: "You stupid girl, if you lose it, you will lose it, go back and the young master will write another one for you, and it is guaranteed to be better than the previous one." ”

When the little girl heard this, she cried even more sadly, and most of Wei Qiao's shoulders were wet with tears. Wei Qiao just smiled bitterly, patted her back, and whispered comfort.

Yi Yun, who was not far away from this scene, was stunned again, but her eyes were full of brilliance. The little girl next to her, at this time, lowered her little head and quietly peeked at Wei Qiao and the others, but she didn't dare to look at her own young lady.