Chen Mo studied at home all morning. After all, he is a high school student, and he will have to go to university in the future. However, with Chen Mo's current grades, even if he doesn't study, he can be admitted to the police academy of his dreams. Moreover, even if he can't be admitted to the police academy, Gu Yuxuan, who is a good friend and rich second generation, can take him to study abroad. Therefore, Chen Mo is not very worried about Chen Anguo's own studies, and Chen Mo is also very relaxed in his own studies.

In the afternoon, Chen Mo simply cleaned up, picked up the black key and went out. He didn't go directly to the place where he saw Gu Yuxuan, after all, it was still early, but went directly to the Remnant Dream Bridge, wanting to explore the bottom of the fortune teller. If he really has a way, maybe he can guide himself to practice the Guigu Dao technique.

The Remnant Dream Bridge is arguably the only bridge that has not been demolished in the city's planning. Although there is no water under the bridge, it is still preserved and protected as a cultural heritage. It is cared for and maintained every year, so the bridge is still very well preserved to this day. The bridge has a history of more than 500 years and is one of the few buildings in Zhenlong City with a sense of age.

Chen Mo rushed to the Remnant Dream Bridge under the big sun. Even at noon, it's already bustling with people. On the bustling streets, there is a scene of busy traffic. Chen Mo bought a bottle of ice water, and while using the temperature of the water to cool himself, he looked for a fortune-telling stall on the street.

To be reasonable, to be honest, to be honest, Chen Mo is extremely disgusted with shopping that is both time-consuming and energy-consuming. He is a senior energy-saver, he can't do what he can, and everything he must do is simple. So sometimes he would rather think more than exert too much effort. At this moment, he really has a feeling of dying, for a person like him, who is difficult to go to the street once a year, shopping can be described as killing him.

Chen Mo wandered aimlessly on the street. After all, it is still very difficult to find someone you don't know at all, on a crowded street. Fortunately, this scarce profession of fortune-telling is still very conspicuous, and the age of this line of work is old, in this kind of place full of youthful vitality, it seems to be easy to recognize a little, well, just a little.

Finally, after Chen Mo walked around for an hour, under the shade of a tree, he saw a group of old men gathered together, not knowing what they were doing.

Chen Mo was amnesty, and hurriedly ran over, wanting to confirm whether it was the target he was looking for. When Chen Mo got closer, he saw a row of fortune-telling stalls, what to look at palmistry, word measurement, face, lottery, exorcism and demon exorcism, all kinds of mess, anyway, it was all metaphysical work.

Chen Mo didn't hesitate much, ran to the periphery of the group of old men, and stood on tiptoe to see what they were doing.

"Eh, eat his cannon, and then the general, it's over."

"Shut up, stinky chess basket. Eat what cannon eats cannon. You weren't the first to be generalized. ”

"What do you know, I call it tactics, and he dares to take me?"

"You two don't quarrel, I told him a long time ago. If the pawn had gone up, it would have been done sooner. ”

“……”

A group of old men are gossiping around the two old men, you and I are talking, and what they say is called a sky. Chen Mo's head grew big when he heard it, and he simply said loudly: "Don't make noise, this game of red chess will be lost." ”

Chen Mo's sentence, the masters who had just given the red chess move on the field were stunned for a moment at the same time, and looked back at the hairy boy behind him. Even the two masters who were playing chess looked curiously at the young man who was talking.

"What do you know as a child, do you know how to play chess?" An old man said to Chen Mo with a smile.

"If you don't make five moves, red will lose." Chen Mo said and walked into the crowd. "Uncle, can you let me come to this plate." Chen Mo smiled. Politely to the old man holding the black chess in front of him.

The old man also smiled and gave Chen Mo a place.

"You're welcome, young man." The old man on the opposite side laughed, and then moved the red chess piece in his hand.

"Uncle, then I'm not welcome." Chen Mo confidently took the first step.

Needless to say, the rest of the game was a win, and sure enough, within five moves, Black won.

The old man in front of him, and all the old men around him who were watching chess, were suddenly silent. Chen Mo really killed the opponent in the fourth move.

Although the old man on the other side was a little incredulous, he still smiled very gracefully and said: "Young man, the chess game is good, the chess style is sharp, sharp, and murderous." But ah, looking at your countenance, I'm afraid you've recently caused calamity. I advise you to go home as well as avoid the limelight so that you can be safe. The old man said as he stroked his beard in his hand.

The old man's words shocked Chen Mo a little. What he said was the truth, and it was all in the middle, of course, Chen Mo couldn't rule out that this person wanted to scare himself because he lost, so he still asked: "Uncle, you are the master of this stall fortune teller." Then you must know that another master here was interviewed by the media yesterday, right, can you tell me who he is here? Chen Mo asked with a friendly smile.

"Hehehe, it's easy to say, this, as long as you come with me again, I'll tell you." The uncle said with a kind (yin) and auspicious (dangerous) smile.

Chen Mo also understood now, it seems that he will never tell himself the truth if he doesn't kill him again. "Okay, uncle, let's make a decision!" Chen Mo said as he politely helped the uncle set up the chess pieces.

The process is not detailed, after all, this book is not called a chess killing method. As for the result of the game, Chen Mo won completely, yes, completely.

Although the uncle was a little unconvinced, he still said for his old face: "The young man is amazing, and the old man is willing to bow down." As for the person you're looking for, ahem, it's the old man himself. The uncle said while brushing his white mustache and pretending to be a fairy wind bone.

Chen Mo was a little incredulous, the person he was looking for turned out to be the master (son) of the fortune (chess) in front of him, and he won two games of chess against him mercilessly!

"It's over, I originally came to ask someone to do something, but it's good, so many people pouted in front of others, what else should I do. Seeing that this uncle is not a broad-minded person, this thing is not easy to do. Chen Mo thought in his heart, but the old man here was not in a hurry, just sat there and laughed.

"I said what, uncle, you said we should have another game, I don't feel like I had enough fun." Chen Mo laughed and set up another game of chess.

The old man didn't say much, nor did he say anything polite to Chen Mo, and raised his hand to fight.

As for this game of chess, it can be described as overwhelming, a three-way avalanche, a jungler hang-up, and a wave of direct annihilation in less than 15 minutes. Chen Mo then lost only one veteran.

"Hahaha. Young man, you're a little anxious in this game of chess, it seems that you are still not stable enough, keep trying. The old man smiled happily and said to Chen Mo with squinted eyes.

Chen Mo didn't expose him, but accompanied him with an embarrassing smirk.

Naturally, there are people in the crowd who understand things, after all, they have lived for sixty or seventy years, and if they don't understand anything, they wave their hands and disperse.

After the people around him were gone, Chen Mo began to ask about himself.

"Uncle, how did you know that six people were going to die in that incident yesterday?" Chen Mo asked cautiously.

"I know? I know a, I'm just talking nonsense, and it doesn't matter to me believe it or not. Uncle smiled and said.

Chen Mo looked confused. He originally thought that this person was a capable person, but he didn't expect that he was an old liar who was unscrupulous. Of course, Chen Mo didn't give up, but continued to ask: "Then you said I ...... just now?"

"That's true, young man, stay at home, be obedient, and make sure you're okay." The old man said as he took out a few yellow talismans from his pocket. "These three talismans can suppress ghosts, although the lethality is not great, but sticking them at the door of the house can also make ordinary ghosts dare not approach easily. These three talismans can ward off evil spirits and drive away the evil aura around them, and may come in handy if you encounter a ghost hitting the wall. These talismans are not particularly precious talismans, and for the sake of you playing chess with me today, give 10 yuan and take them. ”

Chen Mo took a closer look, and the drawing methods and effects of these two talismans were the same as the talismans he saw in the points exchange shop where he was crazy about his game. Now Chen Mo's heart has also begun to drum, and he really can't understand who the old man in front of him is. However, he felt that this person still had some ability.

Chen Mo took out 100 yuan, handed it to the uncle, and put the six pieces into his pocket.

"Uncle, can you do me another favor." Chen Mo laughed as he pushed away the 90 yuan that the uncle had recovered.

The uncle was stunned and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's not a big deal, can you tell me how to practice the Dao Fa?"

The old man's face changed, and he shoved 90 pieces back into Chen Mo's hand. smiled at Chen Mo again, didn't say anything, picked up his crutches, put away his chess, and walked back to his fortune-telling booth.