Game?

Is it to let yourself fight with the villain in the chessboard?

Jiangbei thought about it, turned his gaze to the little guys, picked up one and threw it into the chessboard.

"Walk you!"

[Babble!]

"Hum~"

Before Yao Ji could throw it into the chessboard, she was bounced back by a light mask.

"Isn't that the case?" Jiang Bei grabbed Yao Ji with his hand, frowning and muttering to himself.

【Babbling......】

Yao Ji was obviously still a little dazed, and subconsciously grabbed his arm tightly.

"Good daughter is awesome, now I know how to take the lead, reward one, mua~!" Jiang Beitian was shameless and forgot all about throwing Yaoji out with his own hands.

【Babbling~~~!】

Yao Ji avoided your kiss and rolled her eyes at you. 】

"Hey, hey. ”

Jiang Bei didn't mind at all, turned his head and continued to ponder this chessboard.

"Carving a dragon, becoming a phoenix, illusion, turning into a golden ......"

"Master of Bitter Marks......

"The art of carving!"

Suddenly, he remembered the carving technique he had obtained in Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Try it.

Thinking of this, Jiangbei also picked up a ball of mud from the ground, and then squeezed it violently.

"Hum~"

A pug successfully shoots inside the board.

It worked!

It's just that......

"Woo woo~~~"

The pug didn't have time to bark when he entered, and when he felt the powerful aura of the mud dragon, he was so frightened that he kept whimpering and retreating, and finally he simply 'snapped' and softened into mud.

[Hint: Lose the first round.] (Note: Each round is a best-of-three game.) ）】

Get!

He was defeated in the first round.

But this defeat is meaningful, at least understand how to play against the villain on the chessboard.

It's just that according to the suggested game rules, the rules for winning and losing each round are two wins in three games, and he has now lost his first win, and he must win both rounds next, otherwise this round will be declared a failure.

It is not clear what the result will be if you fail, but in order to complete the task, the best outcome is not to fail so that there are no uncontrollable factors.

To be honest, Jiangbei is still in the initial stage of carving, and now there is basically no hope of winning for the god-level carver.

It's hard.

There is still some hope for fighting.

Compared to technology, he is a little stretched.

But there was no way, Jiangbei could only bite the bullet and continue carving.

Half an hour later, a tiger was barely carved, and the appearance was quite good, but when he carved, he forgot to carve his eyes, which would be a few random roars.

Not to mention the strength of this tiger, just with these eyes, it is estimated that the enemy will not be able to find it if you put it in.

Shoot to death.

"Smack!"

The tiger was directly slapped into mud, and Jiangbei re-thickened the mud and continued to carve.

At this time, it was late at night, the little ones were tired all day, they were sleepy, but fortunately they were prepared when they came, Weaver Girl and Chang'e began to set up tents on the spot, Red Boy and Sun Wukong leaned on a big stone to brag, Yao Ji squatted next to Jiangbei to watch him play with mud, and fell asleep on his back when she watched it.

Taishang Laojun was in a daze.

His Royal Highness Jiang Jiang reads comics with a flashlight.

Against the backdrop of the huge rising peak, this family seems very warm.

"Whew~"

A wolf was pinched out again, breaking the silent ascent.

Pity.

That is, briefly.

The wolf ended its fate.

It's not that the carving is bad, it's just that the strength is too poor, and it still can't compete with the mud dragon on the chessboard.

"Alas!"

Jiang Bei sighed lightly and kept flipping through the carving manual in his mind, but the essence of learning is step by step, and it is impossible to reach the sky in one step.

His carving strength is still very poor.

There is not even a dragon and phoenix that can be carved.

Fortunately, the game on the chessboard seems to have no time limit, and Jiangbei, who was tired for a day, simply stopped here, lying on the ground and looking up at the starry sky in the sky, his mind was full of information about the engraving manual.

"What do I have to do to win this game?"

Jiangbei fell into deep thought.

As I thought about it, my eyes began to pantothenic.

Sour, sour, he fell asleep.

Unconsciously, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and Jiang Bei found that he was already in the chessboard, next to him was the god-level carving master Bitter Scarver, who was holding a knife in his hand and was concentrating on carving a small piece of wood.

"Why am I here?"

"It's weird. ”

"Is this in a dream?"

"But it feels so real. ”

Looking at the movements and angles of each knife of Master Bitter Scar, as well as the spiritual power invading the tip of the knife, all of this seemed so real.

But if it's not a dream.

How did you get in?

But if it's a dream, it's too real.

However, Jiangbei didn't dare to move or talk nonsense, and curiously watched the bitter marks carving the wood one by one.

Slowly, Jiangbei was fascinated, and he actually gained something from it, and some of the carving problems that he couldn't understand before were solved, and he realized it in his heart.

Until the last knife of the bitter scar went down, the originally dead wood emitted light and turned into a small person, and the villain jumped to the ground in a decent way and bowed to the bitter scar.

Bitter smiled, lips squirming, but he didn't hear a sound.

Puzzled, his eyes wandered, and everything fell into darkness.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, Jiangbei found himself sleeping in a tent, got up and walked out to see, there was still a rising peak, the humanoid statue in front of him was still there, the chessboard was still there, and the villain and clay figure in the chessboard were still there.

"Is it really a dream?" Jiang Bei thought with a frown.

After pondering for a moment, he walked over to a tree, broke a thicker branch, took out a knife, and began to carve.

Spiritual control.

Angle cut-in.

The force of the knife.

It feels like it's a little different, and it's become more familiar and handy.

Soon, a lively wooden figure appeared in his hands.

"Hum~"

Jiangbei conveyed spiritual power to the wooden villain, and the wooden villain came to life instantly after receiving the blessing of spiritual power.

"It's actually carved!"

I can't believe it.

Although he had obtained the engraving manual for a while, the engraving technique was too difficult, so he had only reached the point of getting a glimpse of the way until now.

In the carving technology, carving 'people' is very difficult, in the past time, Jiangbei carved such as eagles, tigers, lions and other ferocious creatures, but dragons, phoenixes, and people have not been able to succeed.

Today, 'people' are carved.

This means that his engraving skills have been improved.

Reasons for the lift.

It must have been last night's dream.

Thinking of this, Jiangbei looked at the villain and the mud dragon on the chessboard, and fell into deep thought.

this day.

Jiangbei is still carving all kinds of creatures, and the creatures carved out are no longer the physically strong and mentally disabled type, but he still didn't take them to the chessboard to play.

Also to learn.

That night, after feeding the little ones early, he went into the tent to sleep, trying to dream about the scene of last night.

"Hum~"

Just like yesterday, his vision gradually brightened in his sleep, and Jiangbei came to the chessboard again and saw the bitter marks carved in the drill heart.

Everything is exactly the same, nothing has changed.

The only change is that Bitter Scar no longer holds a piece of wood in his hand, but a stone.

The carving material has been changed, which increases the difficulty of carving.

Both the carving strength and the infusion of spiritual power have changed.

Jiangbei didn't dare to be distracted, and hurriedly concentrated his attention.

This time, it's still the 'people' who are carved.

Stone Man.

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