When Rong Yan walked out of the hut, the sky had already flashed through the day, and the white glow, like a long practice, flew gently, swishing to lengthen the sky, dyeing the mountain at that end with a touch of snow-like white.

Walking in the forest, the mist imprinted in the morning light has a kind of colorful light like the sweetest dream.

A mirage-like sight.

The early bird, already making a joyful cry in search of food, chirps but disappears, like a shadow hidden in the darkness, it does exist, and it does not leave it, but it does not know where it is.

On the stone table, the sleeping man probably had drunk too much wine and snored wantonly.

But no, when the inscrutable footsteps approached, they sat up again.

"Rong Yan, are you awake? Come on, come on, accompany the teacher to play a game of chess. Shirakawa stretched and said pleasantly.

Rong Yan looked at him, thought for a while, and finally nodded and walked over.

On the stone table, I don't know when there is an extra chessboard, and on it, there is an unfinished game left.

Looking carefully at the endgame in front of her, Rong Yan's brows furrowed, and she seemed to snort with a little dissatisfaction.

"Rong Yan, this game of chess, is about ten years ago when I played against a friend, unfortunately, after that, I have never seen him again, last night I thought about it, always want to crack this game of chess, unfortunately, I am not him, I don't know what will happen to him next." Shirakawa tilted his head, as if he was really reminiscing about the past.

On the chessboard, there are not many remaining chess pieces, a few pawns, one person and one rook, and some chess pieces such as Xiangshi horses.

"What about Senior Brother? Has he seen this game? Rong Yan asked.

Shirakawa smiled and said, "Naturally, I saw it, and then he left." ”

Rong Yan didn't speak, just looked at the chess game and fell into hard thought, while Bai Chuan smiled and was very careless on the side, eating the peeled yellow oranges on the table.

Time passed, but Rong Yan never spoke, but there were more and more disciples around him, gossiping about how this game of chess should be broken, a draw or a decision on the outcome of the game.

Bai Chuan just talked about the origin of this game of chess, the story with that friend, and the rest, so he didn't say much, just let those disciples move out of the chessboard, and sit in the center by himself, fighting all the disciples alone, smashing all the possibilities one by one.

Those disciples, either scratching their heads, or unwilling, never thought that a game of chess, with a few pieces, could fall so many changes.

And the so-called impermanence of the world, in the beginning, also originated from change.

Finally, Rong Yan's slender fingers gently placed on the chessboard and gently pushed the car that was placed aside.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden silence around the noise.

Shirakawa glanced at the chessboard, laughed twice, and gently pushed the taxi that had been sleeping next to the general.

At the beginning of the chess game, it was going slowly, and Rong Yan would think for a long time every time she put down a child, as if she wanted to count every move into the mechanism, and counted all the infinite changes, so that they came to mind, and then became a bamboo in her chest.

And then faster and faster, as if she had already seen through this change, as if every step Shirakawa was about to take was under her control.

When all the future is in sight, grasp the changes of the present.

This is something that Rong Yan firmly believes in, and it is also the foundation of living on thin ice over the years.

But Shirakawa didn't care, as if winning or losing had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to see what the outcome of this game would evolve into at the end.

The disciples around him had already been eclipsed, as if the scattered stars in front of the brightest jade plate, even if they could bloom with light, would eventually be swallowed up by the jade plate, and they would disappear into extinction.

"Rong Yan, do you know, even if it is an immortal dynasty, it will one day weaken and eventually perish, this is the so-called 'end of the strong crossbow, although Lu Min can't wear it'."

Rong Yan listened on the side, unmoved, and took another step.

"I remember that friend used to say to me, life is like chess, you control everything on the chessboard, but if you compare this world to a chess game, the world is impermanent, where can you calculate all the mechanisms, how can there be an eternal winner?" Shirakawa said, still taking a step so carelessly.

Rong Yan just listened and didn't speak.

"In the chessboard, the king who decides the outcome can only be in this small square forever, and he can't get out, but there will always be people who covet here, what a poor fellow, polished all the edges and corners, but there are no minions and wild beasts." Bai Chuan said to himself, he didn't look at Rong Yan, and naturally he didn't know that the expression on her face was getting thicker and thicker.

Rong Yan is still playing chess like that, but it seems to have slowed down again.

After thinking about it for a long time, Rong Yan gently pushed the car in her hand and ate the cannon in Bai Chuan's hand, and the car in Bai Chuan's hand then swallowed Rong Yan's car.

At this time, Rong Yan smiled and said, "As long as you can win in the end, no matter how much you sacrifice, it's worth it." ”

After that, Rong Yan's remaining cannon easily knocked out the car in Bai Chuan's hand.

One car for one car and one gun, this is a profitable deal. At this moment, there are not many chess pieces that Bai Chuan can use in his hand, and the remaining disciples seem to see the hope of Rong Yan's victory, and they all gasp, and wait for them strictly, as if the fact that this chessboard has developed through changes is a lifetime.

Bai Chuan shook his head and said: "You can control the chess game so freely, not only because you are smart, but because these chess pieces can only be in your hands, or fight bravely, or retreat and defend, but have you ever thought about it, if these chess pieces suddenly come to life and have life, then what will happen?" ”

If a chess piece has life and its own thinking, can it still be called a chess piece? So, can he be so reckless and reckless? Or can you hold on to that moat no matter how much danger there is in front of you?

It is difficult to advance and retreat.

Almost instantly, the expression on Rong Yan's face changed suddenly, and her heart was amazed, and in her memory, the father who was wearing a black robe and had silver hair seemed to be sitting opposite him, telling him something step by step.

Rong Yan seemed to have thought of something at the moment, was stunned for a moment, and said, "But we are just playing chess." ”

"Yes. So, whatever you do, they can only listen to your orders in peace. Shirakawa laughed and said, as if he felt that the crisis on the chessboard could not affect his mood.

The chess game is gradual, and Bai Chuan really doesn't seem to have any strength to parry, and was killed by Rong Yan, Bai Chuan gradually seems to have lost resistance, although there are mutual victories and defeats, but Bai Chuan almost ate Rong Yan's elephant chess pieces, and Rong Yan almost ate all the chess pieces with strong attack power in Bai Chuan.

The disciples beside him almost cheered, thinking that this invincible master was finally going to be defeated, at this moment, the disciples and Rong Yan stood on the united front, and the previous unpleasantness, it seemed that at this time, no one could think of it.

Ke Rongyan, the expression on her face became more and more solemn, looking at the chessboard, she couldn't take a step forward for a long time.

Her gaze finally fell on an inconspicuous position on the chessboard, and in that staggered place, there was an inconspicuous chess piece, which was an abandoned pawn.

Originally, there was nothing so-called, but as the chess game progressed, Rong Yan found that no matter what, there was no way to kill this abandoned pawn.

Gradually, noon had passed, and the sun on the horizon gradually lowered its head, revealing a weak light.

"Rong Yan, do you know that on the chessboard, there is only one kind of chess piece, and it never takes a step back, although it is very small and humble, and it is not inconspicuous at all." When the sun's rays were already running out of the sky, Shirakawa said lightly.

Rong Yan was shocked.

Finally, Shirakawa gently picked up the pawn on the side and took a step forward.

Just one step, it seems to have crossed the moat, the end of the world, and the flowers on the other side are blooming.

The silent death situation seemed to be broken in an instant, and Rong Yan had no way to take that pawn at all, because no matter how much it cost, Bai Chuan swore to protect the pawn who was always gradual.

For a while, Rong Yan's mind was a little confused.

"If you, when I first started to move this outcast, fought with me to the death, broke the cauldron and fought me regardless of the consequences, maybe there would be a chance to win, but now, it's too late." When Bai Chuan put the abandoned pawn in front of Rong Yan's handsomeness, Rong Yan was helpless.

Next to the pawn, there was a horse that was eyeing the tiger.

Putting down the chess pieces, Rong Yan closed her eyes and thought thoughtfully.

The disciples beside him were first startled, and then sighed with some regret, but no one would say Rong Yan, because they didn't even have a chance to force Bai Chuan to use such a killer move, because Bai Chuan was playing against them, and the clock was on the side, motionless.

"Master, senior brother, how did you get it?" Rong Yan opened her eyes and asked a little inexplicably.

Bai Chuan thought for a while and said, "He didn't even think about it, so he made a pawn." ”

Hearing this, Rong Yan smiled, looked at the pawn who could only move forward bravely and could not retreat, and said, "It's really suitable for the personality of the senior brother." ”

On the chessboard, I don't know who is the abandoned pawn who put it down piecemeal, and no one cares about it, but in the end, this thing that can only move forward bravely has become a change.

The light of the setting sun, with a weak temperature, shone on the chessboard where the pawn had not moved, like a corner of the colorful world, so quiet.

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The sunset is purple, the sun sets over the long river, the remnant sun is like blood, a small city, like an abandoned child who doesn't know who put it down, is located on this desert that doesn't know tens of thousands of miles.

On the low earthen wall, those soldiers in black armor, although it was difficult to cope with the heat and thirst, were also extremely serious about the boundless desert of tens of thousands of miles around them.

There is thick black smoke on the beacon tower, and if there is no wind, the smoke and dust cannot be cut off, and the black smoke ladder goes straight up, as if it gives people yearning and longing, and can climb to the sky.

The desert is lonely.

And the black-armored warrior facing the northwest squinted his eyes at this time and looked into the distance.

The heat on the ground rose up, scorching the earth with some vague phantoms, which could not be seen clearly, like the phantoms that could rise with the morning light and mist in the woods somewhere far from here.

Mirage-like.

Behind the vain place, there was a black spot the size of an ant, with a hat, which staggered a little, but walked resolutely towards the town.

That figure, like the pawn that never retreats, always moves forward, who has ever seen it take a step back.