The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the younger generations who were laughing and laughing at first are gradually losing their spirits. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zeng Fanzhi and Zeng Feng deleted chess on the ground next to the fire. A few people from each side served as "military advisors" to guide and cheer.

Deletion chess, also known as Trinity deletion, is more popular in our country. The main thing is simple and convenient, no need for special chessboard pieces, draw a large box on the ground, and then draw two small boxes in the box, and one of the three boxes is larger than the other, and the four corners and the four sides are connected by a line, and the chessboard is formed. The chess pieces are generally 12 pieces per person, and paper balls, clods of soil, stones, match sticks, and small short sticks folded in firewood and grass are all formed. You can play anytime, anywhere.

As for the gameplay, it's even simpler. The first is to put the piece, the two sides of the game in turn put their own chess pieces into the chessboard, when their own three chess pieces in a straight line, you can eat the opponent's piece, do not go away for the time being, just press their own piece on the opponent's chess piece, as a mark. Wait until all the dots on the board are full of pieces. Then remove all the pieces that are pressed by both sides, and make room for moves. The chess pieces can only move one square at a time, and when they can connect their three pieces into a line, they can eat any of the opponent's pieces, at this time, it is particularly important to take that piece and eat the opponent's one, until one side has less than three pieces and he loses.

In normal times, when the team is resting or leisure, you can often see a bunch of adults playing chess together, and often quarreling with the "military advisors" on both sides over which to go and eat that one.

This is especially true at this time. Zeng Fanzhi and Zeng Feng drew a chessboard on the ground, one side used a small stone, and the other used a firewood pole as a chess piece.

Some people who don't play chess and watch chess are adding firewood to light the fire, and some people are dozing off on their knees with their hands folded. The fire is quite strong. Although this is a leeward bay, there is still a north wind that fills in, which heats the front chest, but the back is cold, and the wild fire in winter is mostly like this, giving people a feeling that the more the fire is roasted, the colder it becomes. So everyone gathered around and wanted to lie on the fire.

From time to time, the terrible cries of the night owls came, and the scalp was mad, and the sound of "plopping" was heard from time to time in the reservoir, as if someone had thrown stones into the water and looked after them with a flashlight, but there was nothing, which made people panic. It's good to have a dozen big men together. I'm not too scared. When Zeng Fanzhi was free to play chess, he did not forget to arrange for someone to take a flashlight to take care of the pile of dead bodies on the shore on the side, in case there were wild objects to spoil the dead corpses. Below, there are a total of seven straw mats covered by Zhang Shishan in the middle, and no strange luck has been found.

The arrival of the drunkard gave the big guy a shot in the arm, and they all looked up and got up, all wanting to see what tricks he would do.

The drunkard is not like Yang Shigong, not as flamboyant as Yang Shigong, he didn't brag about the horn, he didn't wear a Taoist robe, he usually wore decorations, and he carried a horse lantern and carried a satchel, he came over and asked Zeng Fanzhidao:

"What's the matter?"

"What can it be?" Zeng Fanzhi replied.

"It's good to have nothing to do! Wait for two brave ones to come down with me and help me carry my bag and light it. ”

The drunkard stood by the grass shed, swept everyone around, and walked into the grass shed with his feet, and at this moment, he felt a trace of coldness, vaguely absent. He was suddenly shocked: mandrill! That haunting mandrill, has it also come to join in the fun? He raised his eyebrows and asked sharply:

"Are you all here? Has anyone gone down the road? ”

"Mo people go down! We all sat here on the fire and chatted, and after a while we stood on the road and shone down with a flashlight to see, indeed no one has ever gone down! Zeng Fanzhi replied.

"It's good for Mo people to go down. Don't move, I'll go down and see. ”

The drunkard took out the money sword from his bag, pulled out the pig-killing knife and pinned it to the waistband of his trousers, and was about to go to the road with the lantern. Zeng Feng said to Zeng Fanzhi: "Why did Mo people go down?" Isn't Zhang Shishan down there? ”

Zeng Fanzhi was puzzled: "Zhang Shishan? Zhang Shishan is down there, but he can't come up."

"What? Zhang Shishan is up below? What's going on? What is he going down for? Why don't you come up? The drunkard's face changed suddenly, and he asked sharply.

Zeng Fanzhi hurriedly told him about the bet briefly, and the drunkard's face was so gloomy that he was almost wrung out of water, and pointed at a group of people and shouted: "You, you are fooling around like this, something big will happen." Ay! Quick, come down with me and have a look, I hope it's still too late......"

The drunkard was in front, Zeng Fanzhi and Zeng Feng followed behind with flashlights, stumbling down the road, and the rest of the people stood on the road, looking at them inexplicably.

The distance of more than ten zhang soon arrived, the drunkard carried a lamp in his left hand, held the money sword in his right hand, and walked straight to the straw mat where Zhang Shishan was lying in the middle, and lifted the straw mat with his right hand holding the sword and threw it aside, Zeng Fanzhi and the others were dumbfounded: In addition to a pile of grass on the ground, where is Zhang Shishan?

The drunkard Tie blushed his face, handed the horse lantern to Zeng Fanzhi beside him, and let them stand on the slope. He took out the mantra, circled around the six cold corpses on the ground covered with straw mats, stood under the straw mat on the far right, took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, stuck it to the money sword and shook it in the wind, a ball of yellow light exploded, and went straight to the straw mat, with a strange cry of "squeak", there seemed to be something moving in it, saying that it was too late and that was fast, only to see him wave the pig-killing knife that his right hand was already holding down, and inserted it into the straw mat with a "poof". As a puddle of unclear liquid flowed out from under the straw mat, a disgusting stench of disgusting people hit the wind in the wind, and Zeng Fanzhi and the others who were standing above almost suffocated, and they fell down one by one to cover their mouths and retch.

The drunkard took out a handful of incense sticks from his bag, lit one of them, and the strange fragrance of the incense dispelled the stench, and a few people gasped and straightened up, and looked at the drunkard with trepidation and a row of straw mats, and looked like he wanted to escape to the roadside but did not dare to take a step.

The drunkard shouted, "Don't move, all of you. Don't be afraid of me! ”

Zeng Fanzhi was already sweating on his forehead at this time, and he had the courage to ask with a crying voice: "Uncle Kuan, Zhang Shishan, where did Zhang Shishan go?"

The drunkard said angrily: "Now you know that you are afraid? Hum! Sometimes fooling around kills people! Did you know? ”

The drunkard later told me that he was actually covered in cold sweat at this time. He regretted that he hadn't called me over.

Zhang Shishan and the others made a bet to lie down to the dead, which was an accident that no one could have imagined in advance, and it was even more unexpected that the ferocious and cunning mandrill would also come to join in the fun. In the afternoon, the drunkard laid a requiem array around the dead corpse, and when the midnight water monkey came ashore to examine the dead body, he cut it off in one fell swoop, and then calmed the undead to resolve the ferocity. It's good now, although the water monkey is removed, but it has taken a stone mountain, how the good luck and the evil are, it is really unpredictable, and the mandrill lurking in this cold corpse is a fierce enemy he has never encountered before, how to deal with the enemy and resolve the current crisis? His mind flashed with lightning.

The matter has come to this point, just as the arrow has gone off the string, and there is no way back. The drunkard calmed down, his eyes patrolling the six straw mats lined up, and he had to make sure that Zhang Shishan, who had been "hijacked" by the mandrills, was under that straw mat before he could take action. Human life is at stake, if you are rash and reckless, if the mandrill escapes, then there is no hope that Zhang Shishan will survive.

Standing on the ridge of the waterfront through the cold wind, in front of him was a pile of messy grass and six cold corpses covered with straw mats, and the drunkard weighed it again and again, but he was still not sure. It was about Zhang Shishan's life and death, he didn't dare to gamble, beckoned Zeng Fanzhi to come over, took out a pen and wrote in the palm of his hand:

Hurry up and call Meng Xianghong of Meng Prosperity's family! At all costs! 100,000 urgent!!

Zeng Fanzhi's face was full of surprise and puzzlement, and the drunkard waved his hand and shouted: "You guys hurry up and go on the road, no one is allowed to come down without me speaking." I've killed the water monkeys, and now I need to find the rocky mountain, so don't get in the way here. Hurry, go! ”