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East China Sea Dharma Mountain.

In front of the stone chessboard at the top of the mountain, Qin Beiyang saw once again the enemy who killed his mother eight years ago, the man with a scar on the right cheek.

They meet for a game of Go. If Qin Beiyang wins, the assassins will let him go. If Qin Beiyang loses, then he will follow the assassins.

"Where to go?"

"Another world."

This is the Assassin's answer.

"Who's in charge of black?"

Qin Beiyang has already prepared the worst plan, if he loses, let Jiu Se escape, and inform the people in the stone mansion that if he fights with the assassins again, even if he takes his own life, he will have to drag them to death!

"Please take the black first."

"You're welcome, then."

Having said that, Qin Beiyang picked up the two fingers of the sunspot, but he was still trembling slightly. The chess pieces were not allowed to land on the star, so he could only use his hands to flick them again.

The other party calmly put down a son. After the regular start, the two sides fought hand-to-hand on the chessboard, pulling, topping, blocking, and breaking...... Qin Beiyang vented his hatred on the chess pieces. Jiu Se also stared at the stone chessboard, as if he was a peerless master watching chess without saying a word. The bright moon shone on their faces, like ghosts on an isolated island a hundred years ago.

In the middle game, black and white are evenly matched. Qin Beiyang's brain power was a little weak, and he kept recalling the fall of the national players of the Song Dynasty in "Chunxi Chess Score", and was forced to slow down the pace. When he encountered a difficult situation, he still had to think for a long time. The other party is like flying, as if there is a small abacus hidden in his head, quickly and accurately deducing each set of changes.

"There is a stone room in Xin'an Mountain, and the king enters his room, and he sees the two boys playing against each other, and he sees it. The bureau is not over, and it is regarded as the decay of the salary he is holding, so he returns, and the township is no longer in place. ”

Taking advantage of Qin Beiyang's long exam, the young assassin with a scarface casually read out a passage of classical Chinese. It means that someone watched the boy in the mountains play Go, only a moment has passed, but the outside world has passed for many years, the wood in his hand has decayed unconsciously, and he has returned home to another dynasty.

"It's ......"

"According to the "Zhilin" of Yu Xi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, this mountain is called Langke Mountain and is also the holy land of Go."

Qin Beiyang dropped the chess pieces: "Perhaps, the night we played chess, even just a long test of my hand, the world outside this isolated island in the East China Sea has passed a full hundred years." That was 2017. ”

"Interesting, what will the world be like in a hundred years?"

"Science and technology are prosperous, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and it is the world of Mr. De and Mr. Sai! And my dignified China has shaken off a century of shame and stands among the great powers of the earth. ”

"Probably not!" The assassin on the opposite side quickly stepped down, "Isn't it the division of the country, the flesh and bones being stripped off, and the fratricide?" ”

Qin Beiyang didn't understand what he was talking about? A hundred years later, China is still fighting warlords?

No, categorically not!

Scarface asked again: "Your chess path has the legacy of the Song people, just like Liu Zhongfu, a great player in the Northern Song Dynasty." ”

"Self-taught." Qin Beiyang wants to sell a pass, "Zhao E, the national player under Song Xiaozong, the monarch of the Southern Song Dynasty, is my teacher." ”

"My father was a Go master, but unfortunately he died young, but he left behind a lot of chess games, and I have been practicing with his games since I was a child."

What surprised Qin Beiyang in his heart was that the seemingly elegant chess master in front of him was a murderous assassin murderer, and he was also the enemy who killed his father and mother...... He struggled to contain his anger and keep to mind the tragic aftermath of his adoptive parents' deaths eight years earlier.

Go fighting is all about concentration, and if your heart is full of these, it will never be possible to play this game well.

This is also a game of chess that is vital to oneself.

An hour passed, and the chess game ended, and the other party only said one sentence: "Qin Beiyang, you have good concentration!" ”

The stone chessboard is almost filled, and the two sides count. The rule of Kuroko stickers was not invented by the Japanese until 1926. According to the classical rules, black narrowly wins by one eye.

"Qin Beiyang, you won!"

The other party generously admitted defeat, but Qin Beiyang was not happy. He is the black chess first, the so-called "rather lose a son, not lose a first", to win a glance, negligible, in fact, should be lost!

"Are you kidding me?"

Qin Beiyang stood up, shook off the chess pieces on the entire stone chessboard, and put on a posture of fighting to the death.

"I said, if you win, I'll let you go." The assassin with the scar on the right side of his face got up and stepped back, "A gentleman promises." And, thank you for playing chess with me. And the two of them are stinky chess baskets! ”

The assassin pointed behind Qin Beiyang again, and he could feel the murderous aura from the shaking of the dagger.

Suddenly, something flashed at the edge of his vision, and Qin Beiyang turned his head slightly, only to see a fire on the dark sea, and at first glance he thought that the moon was falling into the sea and burning. It was the sea on the north side of Mount Dharma, and during the day the position of the Peruvian steamer was found.

Another shipwreck happened.

Qin Beiyang looked at the firelight on the sea in the dark night. The three assassins subconsciously glanced at the sea, the ship burned and sank to the bottom of the sea, and Qin Beiyang took the opportunity to rush down the mountain.

In order to protect Anna and Ayu, he could not run to the stone house, where the Assassins had no vegetation. Nine colors rushed out of the way with him, and climbed down the hill with a rolling belt, and the beach was in sight. Jumping into the sea was the most dangerous, and he climbed a trail in a panic. After climbing dozens of zhang, I found that I was facing an ancient temple.

Worst! Ran to the cliff of sacrifice, impermanence.

He rushed to the edge of the cliff and poked his head out of the rock, which was a ninety-degree cliff below that connected directly to the sea. You can't see the black sea, you can only hear the roar of the waves, which resonate like a symphony with the crevices and domes between the rocks. In ancient times, nuns fell asleep every night under the sound of turbulent sounds, which could not be regarded as lonely. The hot air erupted from his mouth and was swept away by the sea breeze, and the assassins were about to catch up again.

As soon as he turned around, he and Jiuse hid in a nunnery without nuns.

However, these ancient temples of the Southern Song Dynasty were too small to have a place to hide, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the cobwebs and dust seemed to be laughing at him in the dark.

Qin Beiyang was determined to fight to the death, but looked down at the young beast and said, "Nine colors! Nine colors! You must not fall into the hands of the wicked, you must find a way to escape! ”

The nine-colored red mane shook violently, and snow-white antlers grew, blooming like parasols. The white fur on its body quickly retracted, revealing its original bronze scales.

The Tomb Beast of the Young Kirin Town is back!

No longer a bronze artifact, but a living tomb beast. Its joints are free, its limbs are unusually sensitive, and the antlers on its head reflect white as it rotates its neck.

The nine colors have changed back into the Bailuyuan Tang Dynasty cemetery palace, guarding the tomb beast of the little prince for 1,200 years.

Qin Beiyang looked at it with déjà vu, as if he had known it many years ago, not only when he was born.

When the Assassins rushed to the gate of the Impermanence, the young beast opened its mouth, and there was a ball of glass fire, ready to burst out......

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