Chapter 143: Chess Master Chapter 5

The two followed the groom into the Linghai Chess Mansion, which was very large, but there were few houses, and within a few steps, they could see a chessboard, some white jade and some mahogany.

The groom pushed open the door of a house, and the two entered, and it was very dark, with only a few dim white candles, and behind a curtain sat an old man with a long beard and heavy eyes.

The little scholar had never seen Ling Hai Qisheng, but the old man not far away should be, he bowed three times, and suddenly remembered the couplet at the door, so he said: "Life in the world, like a white horse passing through a gap, suddenly!"

Ling Haiqisheng's shriveled lips curled, and he sighed: "Yes, all of a sudden!"

An old man and a young man reached a high tacit understanding in this couplet, Ling Haiqi Saint raised his eyes slightly, looked at the little scholar, and said: "I saw the five chess games yesterday, you are very good at chess, and your character is good, you are a good seedling!"

Little scholar: "Luck, luck!"

The chess saint laughed a few times: "Child, what is the fluke, every time you fall is the hard work of the chess player, you know, I understand, don't be polite!"

The little scholar's face glowed with a layer of brilliance, he understood the meaning of the chess master, and his words became confident: "That person's chess strength is sharp, and at the beginning he is like a bamboo, and he has an advantage, but after a long time, it seems that he lacks stamina, and the loophole is very big! I am not lucky to win him, but I have seen through this!"

There were several applauses in the quiet room, and the chess saint said: "Yes, yes, you can overcome it with soft force, and the more you fight, the stronger you become, this is already a very high realm!

The little scholar changed his cowering appearance in the past, and shouted very firmly: "Dare!"

Chess Master: "There is no chessboard and no chess pieces here, how about you and I play blind chess?"

Little Scholar: "Good!"

The two of you say a word, the chess game is all in the mind, this can be bitter Ying Long, in the past he could still count the number of chess pieces, now in the face of this invisible blind chess, what "cannon two flat four", what "rook four into two", where there is a rook and where there is a cannon? He listened to the trembling eyelids, and was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly saw a dark shadow trembling outside the window.

Ying Long went out silently, and he saw a white-robed figure outside the west window, with his ears pressed against the window, and the folding fan in his hand was regularly dotted back and forth.

Ying Long was furious and shouted, "What are you eavesdropping?"

The white-robed body trembled, but he didn't run, he didn't turn around, he just stood fixedly, the folding fan in his hand opened, and he took out something from his arms and put it on his face, Ying Long saw it clearly, it was a mask of a white-faced ghost.

The white-faced ghost sneered, and as soon as his white sleeves were raised, thousands of thin needles flew out, dense like rain.

Ying Long drew his sword, danced a sword flower, and shouted: "Dragon Emperor Baidao Jiao - Shadow Sword!"

The sawtooth sword was as fast as the wind, cutting the thin needles in the air in half one by one, and with a few sounds, the broken needles fell to the ground.

The white-faced ghost was taken aback, he obviously underestimated Ying Long's strength, looked at the short needle that fell to the ground, turned around and fled, Ying Long shouted: "Dragon Emperor Baidao Jiao - Dragon Domain Nine Heavens!"

One escapes, one chases—

The white-faced ghost knew that the house was a game between the chess master and Mai Lang, and he had just learned from Mai Lang's mouth that he was inferior in his chess skills, and he would definitely be able to achieve something if he improved it in the future, but as soon as he thought so, the more he refused to flee hastily, he had to listen to the chess game between the chess master and Mai Lang, and maybe he heard some clever tricks?

Ying Long chased for a long time and found that the white-faced ghost was running around the house, and he listened carefully, his martial arts are not high, and his light skills are not high, if he is straight on the flat road, with the speed of "Dragon Controlling Jiuxiao", Ying Long has already caught him, but the road in this Linghai Chess Mansion is tortuous, and it is a turn in a few steps, and "Dragon Yu Jiuxiao" is useless!

He saw through the intentions of the white-faced ghost, so he scolded loudly:

"You shrunken turtle, what kind of bullshit mask you wear, and you eavesdrop on other people's chess, you want to be ashamed!"

When he shouted, his voice overwhelmed the sound in the room, and the white-faced ghost missed a few moves, turned his head and roared angrily: "You can scold me, can you lower your voice!"

Ying Long smiled: "Do you want to eavesdrop?" I won't let you eavesdrop!"

The white-faced ghost was also helpless, and when he heard the voice in the house, he forgot about his anger, his ears were about to stick to the wall, and a sharp roar like Ying Long's broken gong sounded behind him, he was really annoyed, he screamed, stopped his feet suddenly, pointed at Ying Long and shouted: "You give me a little noise!"

Ying Long stuck out his tongue, and he said: "I don't want you to eavesdrop, see what you can do? If you can't win others, you will come and eavesdrop, how can there be such a reason!"

The white-faced ghost looked at the sawtooth sword in Ying Long's hand, knowing that he had met a master, this kid in front of him, he might not be able to play chess, but when it comes to fighting, he can't do it anymore, and when he listens to the chess moves in the house, because he missed more than ten steps in front of him, where can he still understand it now, he smiled bitterly, turned around and left.

Ying Long saw that he gave up, but he did not give up, he shouted: "Do you want to leave like this? If you forget the moves you heard, I will let you go!"

The white-faced ghost stomped his feet angrily, poked Ying Long with his hand out of thin air, and shouted: "Boy, do you know chess? Do you know what chess is? You have delayed my good deeds, and you will feel good in the future!

As soon as his words fell, the sawtooth sword stabbed over, and seeing a few extra phantom swords in the air, he panicked in his heart, and he didn't know how to parry, so he hurriedly pulled it out of his arms, and a layer of poisonous mist immediately rose around his body.

Ying Long held his breath and rushed into the poisonous mist, and the sawtooth sword stabbed, and then a painful roar sounded, this green poisonous mist couldn't see anything clearly, and he didn't know where it stabbed the white-faced ghost? When the poisonous fog dissipated, the white-faced ghost disappeared!

Ying Long looked around and said indignantly: "Hmph! That sword will make you have a long memory, see if you dare to eavesdrop in the future!"

As soon as Ying Long left, behind the rockery, a middle-aged man was panting, one arm was dripping with blood, and the other hand was holding a white-faced ghost mask.

Ying Long hurriedly ran back to the house, and the little scholar was looking at the roof, holding a book in his hand - "Vertical and Horizontal Road".

Ying Long shouted anxiously: "Someone just overheard!"

The little scholar said lightly: "Eavesdrop, eavesdrop!"

Ying Long shouted again: "I drove him away, but he overheard the first few steps, does it matter?"

Little scholar: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter if he listens to it all!" He turned his head to stare at the curtain and said, "Master, I still don't understand much, can I understand it after reading this book?"

The chess master didn't say anything, his head tilted, and his body rolled out from behind the curtain.

Both of them were shocked, the little scholar hugged the chess saint even rolling, stretched his hand to his nostrils, and the old chess saint was already out of breath!

The little scholar didn't cry, he looked at the roof blankly, looked at it for an hour, and then kowtowed a few times to the corpse of the old chess master, and he remembered the couplet in front of the mansion:

"Life in the world, like a white horse passing through a gap, suddenly!"

His ears remembered the old chess saint's sigh again: "Yes, all of a sudden!"