When Forget Worry was put on the bed, he curled up like a bow shrimp, and fell asleep with the autumn leaf in his arms, his mouth full of smiles.

Liu Xiaosheng instructed the servants, laid out a quilt for forgetting worries, he sat on the chair next to him, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip of water, and then looked at the young man thoughtfully.

How can this person be called forgetful of worries?

Ying Long came in, Mai Lang also came in, and there were two more people in the room, but it was still quiet, the windows were open, and there was some wind.

A servant ran in in a panic, half-knelt in front of Liu Xiaosheng, and said, "Master, there is a large group of people outside the mansion who want to see you."

Liu Xiaosheng: "Looking for me?"

Servant: "Find the Showa Chess Master".

Liu Xiaosheng hammered the table, the teacup and teacup jumped high, and he shouted in a rough voice: "Are there Showa chess saints everywhere?

Ying Long pushed Mai Lang out and said, "Mai Lang is the Showa Chess Saint."

Liu Xiaosheng frowned and looked at Mai Lang, Mai Lang is the Showa Chess Saint? Is he being won by the Showa Chess Saint in the past few days? Thinking about it like this, it seems that the loss is not so miserable, he stood up with a smile, pressed his hand on Mai Lang's shoulder, and said, "Come to you, let's go and meet together."

Mai Lang's scholar jumped up again, snatched Liu Xiaosheng's hand away, put on a high-minded appearance, and said: "There is no end to chess, how can there be a chess master in the world? Can anyone really win the world in chess? How can I say that I am a Showa chess master? Really, it really makes sense!"

Liu Xiaosheng didn't understand much, he was confused by Mai Lang's high-spirited appearance, thought about it, put his hand back on Mai Lang's shoulder, and asked, "Don't you go out to meet?"

Mai Lang: "They want to see the Showa Chess Saint, what am I going out for?"

A servant ran in again, half-kneeling and said, "A group of people outside the door are clamoring to see the Showa Chess Master, and if there is no Showa Chess Master, Mai Lang can do it."

Mai Lang waved his sleeves and said, "It's the only time you're looking for me now."

When Mai Lang went out of the mansion, he happened to bump into a gust of autumn wind, his white hair fluttered up, his white robe rattled, one of his hands behind his back, his eyes cast over, the noisy crowd quieted down instantly, Mai Lang said, "What are you looking for me?"

A group of people looked at each other, and an old man with a childish face stepped forward, arched his hand, and said, "Lingqi City can't be without a city lord for a day!"

Mai Lang: "Then you find a city lord."

Old man: "You are our city lord."

Mai Lang pointed at himself, the boss with his mouth open, and only reacted after half a sound, and hurriedly shouted: "I can't do it, I'm okay to play chess, how can I be the city lord? Being a city lord is not a chess game, it's ridiculous!

His eyes swept around as if asking for help, and finally locked on Ying Long's body, before Ying Long could escape, he was dragged out of the crowd by Mai Lang and placed in front of the public, he said proudly: "This is my friend, brave and witty, he can fight, his life was saved by him, he is the best to be the lord of Lingqi City."

The crowd froze, and the old man stared at a pair of bull eyes and said in astonishment, "What did you say?"

Mai Lang raised his hand with a smile and shouted: "I will vote for Yinglong", he grabbed Liu Yuanwai's hand again and shouted: "Liu Yuanwai also votes, what are you doing in a daze?"

The atmosphere became funny, and a few hands really popped up in the crowd, and then they were pressed down by other people, and in the end, only Mai Lang and Liu Yuanwai's hands remained, and the two hands were raised abruptly, Liu Yuanwai also felt embarrassed, and he wanted to put down his hands and let Ying Long go to be the city lord of Lingqi City, he didn't even recognize a few words on the chessboard, could he be the city lord?

Mai Lang got angry, pouted, and roared, "Don't you believe me?

When the old man saw Mai Lang's serious and serious appearance, he knew that he was not joking, but the position of the city lord was not a hot potato, so why didn't he want it for you?

Mai Lang shook Ling Qi City in the big hand chess match, and then the white clothes and white robes, and walked away, the Ling Qi City Lord has always been held by the chess saint, and Mai Lang has never returned to Ling Qi City since the big hand victory, the city lord's seat is empty until now, and the Zhehai Extreme Sky Hall sent people to invite, but what about the city lord? The city lord is still in Baicheng! A group of people jumped up and down in a hurry, and hurriedly ran to Baicheng to invite this nerd chess saint back.

A group of people began to shout crying, for fear that they would not go back to this stupid chess saint:

"You have lost eight masters in a row, if you don't become the city lord, who can be the city lord."

Ying Long held Mai Lang's hand, he wanted to say something in agreement, but in the end he only said: "Yes, if you don't be the city lord, who can be the city lord."

Mai Lang: "But being the lord of the city is not playing chess, I can only play chess."

The old man hurriedly said: "The principle is the same, but when you are the lord of the city, you have more chess pieces in your hand, and you have to spend more thoughts, and the rest is no different from the chessboard." A group of people behind him shouted in agreement, and the front of Liufu seemed to be rushing to a market, shouting one after another, wave after wave.

Mai Lang changed his mind in this wave of shouting, look at this, look at that, and he said, "Then I'll try."

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief, and it was done.

At this time, Mai Lang said something that made people laugh bitterly, he said: "But I can't fight Ying Long, I just run fast, and I can't protect you."

The group laughed, and Mai Lang's face turned red in this laughter, and he muttered in a muffled voice: "What are you laughing at, it's really like this!"

Ying Long: "The city lord doesn't need to be able to fight, the city lord is the head of the person who can fight."

Mai Lang was stunned, and immediately hugged Ying Long, he burst into tears, and finally choked up and sobbed, he said: "I will only try to be a city lord, as long as it doesn't work, you will go."

Everyone's faces bloomed with joy, and the old man shouted: "Carry the sedan chair of the chess saint!"

As soon as the brand-new sedan chair carried by eight people squeezed out of the crowd, Mai Lang instantly remembered his mother, and his mother was worried, and he shouted: "Brother Tai, are you going to see your mother with me?"

Ying Long shook his head.

Mai Lang stood in front of the sedan chair, he turned to look at Ying Long, then lowered his head, plunged into the sedan chair, threw the sedan curtain angrily, and shouted: "Go!"

The gongs and drums sounded happily, the palanquin was getting farther and farther away, Mai Lang was angry, his fist hammered against the window frame, and he heard a man's voice through the gongs and drums, all the way to his ears:

"I can't go back today, but you tell your mother that I am also his son, and I Yinglong is also his son!"

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