Chapter 27 Taijiquan Sutra

"Hey, Xiaobai, don't you all say that a thousand miles to send a feather, is the courtesy light and affectionate?"

In the Wudang guest house, Ding Ye was pacing back and forth with a somewhat anxious expression, and he kept slandering in his heart.

"Lao Tzu, who has traveled thousands of miles, sent them a big living person of more than 100 catties, how can he be as affectionate as the sea, right? How did you make it seem like you forgot about Lao Tzu? ”

And in the void beside him, two slender figures, one black and one white, seemed to be virtual and real, sitting opposite each other out of thin air.

In the middle of these two figures, there is a white jade chessboard with nineteen lanes of vertical and horizontal paths, and the dazzling array of chess pieces on it is difficult to solve.

Suddenly, the white shadow of the black and white shadow sighed and said, "You lost ......"

The black shadow's expression changed, and he was a little annoyed and angry, "No! I didn't lose! How could I lose? How could I, Ding Ye, lose? Impossible! ”

It's just that the black shadow is so unreasonable, but the overall situation on the chessboard has been decided, and after a blink of an eye, the sunspots disappeared in pieces, and in the end there were only three melons and two dates left, so it was not desolate.

"Since you've lost, go to hell......"

"No!"

In a special effect of light and shadow, the poor black-clothed 'Ding Ye' was instantly engulfed by the black hole, leaving a lonely little white with a face of a master standing proudly.

……

"Hey! Xiaobai, you're too much! ”

Seeing Xiaobai's self-directed and self-acted sitcom, Ding Ye was full of black lines in his head, and complained in his mouth.

"Oh yes! Lao Tzu is sad to death! Do you still want to play chess with yourself? ”

When Xiaobai heard this, his bright eyes glanced at Ding Ye, and he seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of crushing 'Ding Ye' with his chess skills, and he couldn't extricate himself.

After a while, he said disdainfully, "I don't talk to my defeated generals......"

"Who do you say is the one who is defeated? You think you want to win me because you win a virtual character? Hum! Amusing! ”

Ding Ye immediately said angrily, "Lao Tzu is not blowing with you, when it comes to playing chess, Lao Tzu has not bothered anyone!" ”

Xiaobai sneered, "Then a plate?" ”

"Come on!"

Ding Ye, who was already extremely bored, naturally felt that he needed to teach Xiaobai the truth of being humble.

Ding Ye: "Don't cry later!" ”

Xiaobai: "Don't be ashamed! ”

……

So, just a few minutes later.

Ding Ye, who was slapped in the face by Xiaobai on the spot, said angrily with a black face, "Don't play!" Don't play anymore! ”

After speaking, he pretended to be disdainful and said, "I just said that this chess game is not interesting, and this one is really like this!" ”

Seeing this, Xiaobai pouted and vaguely spit out two words.

Ding Ye clearly identified that those two words were the word 'weak chicken'.

"You!"

Ding Ye looked angry, but he really had no choice but to sulk at Xiaobai.

However, just as he was looking at the black and white chessboard and his heart was on fire, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

After a cup of tea.

Ding Ye carried a stone chessboard on his back and rushed to the top of the Wudang Golden Dome with a swift stride.

……

"Virtuous nephew, really good physique!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ding Ye carrying a stone plate of more than 100 catties on his back and came to him, his face was still not red or panting, and he couldn't help but praise.

"It's just...... What are you? ”

Seeing the doubts on Zhang Sanfeng's face, Ding Ye sneered in his heart and said in his heart.

"Humph! Isn't this chess piece also black and white? Isn't this trying to remind the old Taoist priest to see if you can think of something? ”

Of course, Ding Ye just thought about these words in his heart, but he smiled shyly and silently.

"The little monk has been in this Wudang for a long time recently, and he has a lot of intentions in his heart...... No, the little monk thinks that the real person is cultivating on this mountain, and he should be bitter and lonely...... Therefore, the little monk came to play a few games of chess with the real person, which can be regarded as the little monk's heart. ”

Listening to Ding Ye's words, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard with his hand, and the crane-haired childish face couldn't help but show a little warm smile.

"The virtuous nephew has a heart...... It's just that if you don't want to go, don't mention it in the future......"

Zhang Sanfeng said, and said with a smile, "Didn't the virtuous nephew say it, Wudang and Shaolin have always been in the same breath, so if you say this, the virtuous nephew naturally wants to live in this Wudang for as long as you want." ”

Who knew that Ding Ye, who heard this, said with a straight face.

"The little monk said something offensive, and the real person said ...... wrong thing"

"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng said with interest, "It's okay to talk about it. ”

"People live for a lifetime, the grass and trees are autumn, when you know the grace of the retribution, the so-called grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates ......"

Ding Ye said, with a sigh on his face, "Hey, the little monk only hates his own weak people, otherwise with the grace of Wudang these days, the little monk will definitely repay him with a grass rank!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng watched the change in the expression on Ding Ye's face, and only after a moment did he laugh.

In the words of the virtuous nephew...... I think there's something to say......"

"Something in the words?"

Ding Ye was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "No! Absolutely nothing! The real person misunderstood! ”

After saying that, he slammed and put down the heavy stone chessboard behind him.

"Come on, real person, let's play chess."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly and smiled, "It's okay, it just so happens that the old way may not have been down for a long time......"

……

Smack-

Under Zhang Sanfeng's politeness, Ding Ye took the sunspot without hesitation, and left a son without hesitation.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned when he saw this, "Drop Zi Tianyuan first?" The virtuous nephew is so courageous......"

You must know that in the game of Go, there is a saying at the beginning called 'Golden Horn and Silver Border Grass Belly', and as the Kaiyuan in the middle of the nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, it is rare for people to play like this.

Most of those who take this as the first move are self-regarded as very strong and have contempt for their opponents.

However, fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng was open-minded, and he didn't take Ding Ye's disrespectful behavior to heart.

Just a few hands later, Zhang Sanfeng was really stunned.

'What kind of ancient score is this?' A line at the beginning? ’

At this time, Ding Ye picked up the five black chess pieces that were connected into a line, and then did not forget to eat Zhang Sanfeng's son.

Smack-

"Real person, it's your turn......"

Ding Ye looked at Zhang Sanfeng's uncertain appearance, and couldn't help urging.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly, "This is a backgammon played by the virtuous nephew?" ”

"That's right," Ding Ye said with a serious face, "I'll only ...... this"

I really didn't expect that Ding Ye's painstaking efforts to play chess with himself turned out to be looking for himself to play chess like a child, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but cry and laugh.

It's just that since the chess pieces have been laid out, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything more, but was aroused a little childlike by Ding Ye.

Under the back and forth between the two sides, the two of them really got down seriously.

……

"Hey, nephew, I've become a ......," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng, who accepted his own chess pieces, took advantage of the situation to eat Ding Ye's son.

"Don't worry, continue," Ding Ye said indifferently.

After all, Ding Ye brought Go at that time, not chess.

This game of Go is black and white, with 361 chess pieces, and Ding Ye was eaten one, isn't there still one hundred and eighty pieces.

"Hehe, nephew, I'm a ...... again"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed again.

Ding Ye's face darkened slightly, because he found that Zhang Sanfeng, the old way, had just made a game of being the boss, and the chess game that had just become anxious with each other was now moving all over his body, and then the chess pieces of this old way disappeared in pieces!

"Don't ......be in a hurry," Ding Ye said with a forced smile.

……

It turns out that ginger is still old and spicy.

Faced with the collapse of the chessboard at this time, Ding Ye suddenly felt that his trip today was a model of sending people to the head for a thousand miles.

And the purpose of coming to Zhang Sanfeng earlier has long been forgotten.

I only think about the wins and losses, wins and losses of the chess game in front of me.

"Otherwise, forget it today, how about we fight again tomorrow?"

Zhang Sanfeng, who trampled Ding Ye's little face under his feet and rubbed it hard, saw that it was not too early, so he smiled with a red face.

It's just that Ding Ye, who lost his red eyes at this time, where can he stop there?

Immediately, he said, "Don't! Reality! A little bit more ......"

"No, no," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, "Hey, people are old, and they can't see clearly when it's dark......"

Seeing that the other party obviously had the intention of accepting it when he saw it, Ding Ye hurriedly said, "Don't worry, real people, isn't it just dark?" The little monk has a way! ”

After speaking, he took out an object from his bosom, and when he pressed it lightly, the object shot out a strong light.

"What is this?" Zhang Sanfeng was curious, "Can you let the old Taoist take a look?" ”

"This is a flashlight," Ding Ye said, "If a real person likes it, it will be given to a real person." ”

"This ...... Not okay? Zhang Sanfeng was quite interested in this gadget, but he still hesitated, "This thing is quite delicate, I think it is worth a lot of money, right?" ”

"Of course, the condition is that the real person accompanies the little monk to continue to play chess, how about it?" Ding Ye said.

"Alright then," Mr. Zhang happily agreed.

……

After learning that the gadget called a flashlight could only be used for a period of time, Zhang Sanfeng was extremely stingy and turned it off directly.

The two people, one old and one young, fought together again on the top of the mountain in this dark night.

It's just that what Zhang Sanfeng didn't expect was that in this newly opened chess game, Ding Ye, who had been powerless to face him before, seemed to be a different person.

came and went, which made him feel a little bit like a tiger.

This also made Zhang Sanfeng take this playful chess game more and more seriously, and even when he looked at Ding Ye again, he couldn't help but show a little appreciation.

……

Moonrise and sunset.

Sunset and moonrise.

During this period, some Wudang disciples came to the top of the Wudang Golden Dome to greet Zhang Sanfeng, but they were all waved back by Zhang Sanfeng.

For a while, the rumors that Master Zu and the little Shaolin monk sat on the top of the gold and discussed chess for several days soon spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

And Song Yuanqiao and the others, who rushed to hear the news, looked at this 'earth-shattering' chess game of the old and the young, but sometimes frowned, sometimes suddenly, and their expressions were unpredictable.

Finally, at noon on the third day, Zhang Sanfeng, who threw the last son, suddenly smiled.

"The virtuous nephew's chess strength is not weak, and now we are a draw......

Ding Ye's expression was calm, and the rosewood beads that kept rotating in his hand also slowly stopped.

Looking at the intertwined black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, he took a long breath.

Immediately, he got up and folded his hands and bowed sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work in passing on my Tai Chi Dao...... The little monk Minggan is ...... in five years"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said with emotion, "At a young age, he is very talented, and he is even more alert, which is commendable...... Sorami is really a good disciple......"

"I thought that at the beginning, I was also born in Shaolin, but I didn't expect that at the age of ninety now, I can still have this past fate......"

"Time is also lucky...... Life is also ......"

After speaking, he waved his robe and disappeared in an instant.

When Ding Ye heard this, he immediately knew that Zhang Sanfeng had already understood his routine, and in the chess game in the past few days, he actually had the intention to fulfill himself.

So I couldn't help but sigh and say to myself, "A real person, a really open-minded person......"

On the other hand, I was also emotional.

"Hey, this wave of goodwill tasks, I'm really tired...... Lao Tzu's waist can't be straightened......"