"Let's go on."

The monk looked at me with a warm smile on his face, waved his hand, and reviewed the game again.

I watched him smile all over his face.

Speaking from the heart, I always feel cheap.

If I hadn't known I couldn't beat him, I'd have to pick up my fist and smash it over.

You are so idle that you have a lot of pain, and you specially went to the ghost place of Wuji Wonderland to abuse me for this dish, right?

"You, you want to beat the poor monk?"

The monk asked with a smile as if he could see through my thoughts.

I smiled, "Guess? ”

"Hmm."

The monk folded his hands and smiled and nodded at me: "I definitely want to fight the poor monks, and many people want to beat the poor monks." ”

Look at!

That's how the slut owes the beating!

Immediately after, the monk squinted his eyes and looked at me with a smile: "But, you can't beat the poor monk, so continue to play chess." ”

This makes so much sense that I can't even refute it.

Taking a deep breath, I picked up the chess pieces again and played with the monk.

I don't know how long I'll have to stay in the Infinite Wonderland.

If I were to sit alone and bored, it would drive me crazy.

Don't look at the Infinity Wonderland is very large, but it is pitch black all around, and it is still a closed space.

In this kind of environment, if you stay for a long time, all the negative emotions of people will grow wildly.

Since this monk is willing to play chess with me, although he treats me as a dish, he finally has a way to pass the time.

All around, it was pitch black.

Alone, our space is filled with brilliant golden light.

Click, click, click......

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board echoed, and it was the only sound in the entire Infinite Wonderland.

Soon, I was once again the monk who was going to have the last step to go.

I scratched my head, looked at the monk helplessly, and took the first step and said, "You, do you still want me to finish this last step?" ”

The monk smiled kindly, folded his hands, and nodded slightly: "Amitabha, a flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi, a flower and a leaf are all everything, even if the last step is not completed, do you know that there will be changes?" ”

I gritted my teeth and picked up the last piece to land.

As soon as it fell, the monk picked up the chess piece and pressed it on my chess piece: "Look, you have been checkmated to death by the poor monk again. ”

I was a Spartan at the time, and there really was a sentence about MMP, I don't know whether to say it or not!

This monk is really fried!

While persuading me to go to the last step, he was me to death.

What about good changes?

It's just for fun!

Three times in a row, I was washed by this monk, and I was also angry at that time.

Without waiting for the monk to speak, I gritted my teeth: "Come again!" ”

The monk's eyes flashed with a golden light, and the smile on his face couldn't help but brighten a little, and he nodded at me: "The child can be taught, life is like chess, what I want is your spirit of not being afraid of death." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand again and reviewed the game.

I glared at the monk fiercely, why was he so beaten when he said it?

One round, one game after another.

Checkmate, then checkmate.

At the end of each game, the monk would smile kindly and speak to me earnestly, and then, happily checkmate me again.

This situation, if it were replaced by ordinary people, it is estimated that they would have been angry a long time ago.

But I didn't know what was going on.

Although his heart is full of anger, he is like a donkey's temper, and he plays game after game.

In my mind, there is only one thought left: win him!

Even, completely immersed in the chess game, forgetting everything around you and forgetting the change of time.

"Go on."

"Again."

"I don't believe it yet, come again!"

……

In the darkness of the infinite wonderland, my angry shouts echoed.

The monk in front of him always maintained a kind smile, his body was full of golden light, his treasure was solemn, and he did not look angry at all.

Just review the chessboard again and again, and then checkmate me.

I don't know how many rounds I played.

I looked at the chessboard in despair and ...... There is only one last step left.

"In this game, do you surrender, or continue?"

The monk clasped his hands together and looked at me with a smile on his face.

I gritted my teeth, picked up the chess piece, and dropped the piece: "I, I didn't admit defeat." ”

The monk nodded: "Courage is commendable." ”

Then, again, checkmate me.

I gritted my teeth fiercely and looked at the monk angrily: "Come again!" ”

The monk smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the chess game was reviewed.

The game starts again.

The confrontation of a game has also improved my chess skills invisibly, and the most important thing is that I have also figured out some of the monk's chess routines.

But, I don't know why.

The monk in front of me gave me an unfathomable and ever-changing feeling.

It's the kind that is elusive and clear, like fireflies in the air, you can see it, and you can even see the trajectory of the movement, but when I reached out to catch it, I pounced on it.

Whenever I thought I was about to win against this monk, the monk's routine changed dramatically, and I was completely confused.

It's like an antelope hanging its horns, and a hearse drifts violently in the air, directly turning the situation that should have been won against the wind.

It's a feeling, not to mention more fucked up.

One round, one game after another.

In an environment like Infinite Wonderland, time can really become extremely blurry.

Even, all the senses will be weakened to an extremely terrifying level.

I don't know how many rounds I played.

I completely collapsed on the stone bench, scratching my head fiercely with both hands: "It's the last step again, it's the last step again." ”

In this chess game, one more step, this monk will be checkmated.

Really.

No surprises.

The monk folded his hands and smiled at me kindly: "One more step, one more change, do you want to give up?" ”

I glanced at the monk, was silent, and did not answer.

Then, staring at the pieces on the board.

It shouldn't be.

There must be a turnaround.

Even if this monk is idle, he can't be better than my patience, right?

Checkmate me again and again, and then say these words again and again, where does he get so good patience?

Even if it's abusing me, you have to change the way, right?

I was staring at the game, silently recalling every move before the game.

Airplanes!

In a trance, in front of my eyes, a golden light flashed.

As if in a movie, on the chessboard in front of him, chess pieces appeared, and then, flying on the chessboard, outlining the golden light, falling one by one, and then disappearing one by one.

This scene is exactly the scene of chess before this game.

As if in a dream, soon, the golden light on the chessboard gradually dimmed, and all the virtual chess pieces disappeared, and the situation on the real chessboard was replayed again.

"Now, have you thought about it?"

In his ears, the monk's soft voice sounded, and he had this calm and breezy tone from beginning to end.

I took a deep breath and a thought crossed my mind, but I couldn't be sure.

However, there is only one way to go.

I looked up, looked at the monk, nodded, and said with a smile, "I've thought about it." ”

The monk smiled slightly: "Then, continue." ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, my mind moved, and the power of demon blood directly erupted, and a strange purple light instantly enveloped my whole body.

My right hand gathered all its strength and smashed it down on the chessboard.

Bang!

The chessboard shattered in response, and the chess pieces on top flew out.

"I lifted the chessboard, and there was no need to play this chess, so how could there be any win or loss?" My eyes turned purple and I stared at the monk in front of me.

The monk looked at the empty stone table, and there was no change in mood.

Half a day.

He straightened up and smiled kindly at me, "You, win." ”

What the?!

At that time, I was stunned.

Betting right?

The monk smiled and clasped his hands together: "Everyone in the world dreams of it, who wakes up alone?" Break and then stand, nothing more than that. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and pointed to the surroundings: "You are standing after breaking, the poor monk is also standing after breaking, Duan Ya is also standing after breaking, this common people are also standing after breaking, if you don't break it, you will lose the game, if you don't break it, there will be no change, take one more step, it's a step to break the game!" ”

"Who the hell are you?"

When I heard the monk's words, I felt a buzzing in my head, a very strange feeling, a feeling that I didn't understand.

But, what I'm more curious about is this monk.

I've seen him in the maelstrom.

Now, I see him in this infinite fairyland.

Playing chess with me, washing me up, and saying a bunch of things that made me seem to understand what I didn't understand.

Saying that he is idle and hurts?

How can it be?

A second before I flipped the chessboard, I wasn't sure if the thoughts in my head were real.

But, now that he said it, I'm sure.

The appearance of this monk should guide me and guide me out of the last step of breaking the game!

The monk was full of brilliant golden light, the treasure was solemn, his hands were folded at me, he looked up and smiled: "Poor monk, King Jizo." ”

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