I went and he asked me to play chess with him!

I paused for a moment to make sure I heard me correctly, but I nodded reluctantly.

My neighbor. Sanhu's father likes to play Go, so since I was a child, I liked to go to their house to play chess, and playing chess was basically all my childhood life.

When he saw me nodding, he put the pieces on the ground. Then he took out a chessboard made of paper and put it in front of the two of us.

Since he's going to go down. Let's go down.

I laughed. He sat cross-legged, though he didn't know what his ulterior motives were. But I'm not so scared that I don't even dare to play chess with him.

From the moment he saw the chessboard. He never looked any further, his eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and he was particularly engrossed.

We started playing, playing very slowly, but very regular, he took the first step I knew he was a master, but I was not bad, my level of chess was completely from the father of the three tigers, to say that the old man, don't look good, five big and three thick, but the level of chess is really high.

I didn't feel it before, because I had been playing alone with him, and then I went out to work and played a few games with several professional Go players in Shenzhen, and they said that my level was no worse than the professional level.

Now that I think about it, the father of the Three Tigers is an ordinary old farmer, how can he play chess so well? Could it be said

I had a bold idea while playing chess.

Since the milk has been below, will the father of the three tigers also come below, or simply go up below?

I remember when I was seventeen years old, Sanhu's father died, but it was strange to say that his father died in a foreign country, but no one had ever seen the corpse, so he was so confused.

If you think about it, it's very possible!

Sure enough, as soon as I made a few strokes, the bald monk couldn't stop nodding his head and praising me for doing a good job.

After the two of us walked a few dozen steps, the bald monk's face changed.

"Who did you learn Go from?"

I said that there is no one, it is self-taught, he shook his head violently, and said that you can't be self-taught, if you can learn this Cheng dù by self-study, and you can kill three times in a row, it will be incredible. Do your best.

As soon as I heard him say three kills in a row, I was stunned, because the father of the Three Tigers had mentioned this term to me, and I didn't pay attention to it at the time, thinking it was an ordinary trick, and later discussed it with a few professional Go players, and they said that they had never heard of this term.

At the time, I thought it was the father of the Three Tigers who was blind himself, but now it seems that it really isn't!

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old monk looked at me carefully and said, "What is your relationship with the three hands?" Could it be that your milk puts three hands too?"

He pondered for a while, and then patted his head: "It must be, it seems that your milk is really not simple!" ”

The shock in my heart is not to mention how big it is, how can I know my milk when I see someone in the past few days. What else do they know to write?

I stopped at the time and asked him, what kind of person is my grandmother, and what did she do in the ghost world at that time?

He smiled and said that if you can win me, I will sue you.

Then he began to concentrate on playing chess, and by this time my men had almost all the remaining five groups, and many of his men were screaming and begging him for help, as if he hadn't heard.

I wondered in my heart, thinking that this man was so strange, that he had come to kill me, but he never wanted to do it. said that he was here to help me, but he kept talking about Go, and this person's obsession with chess is really powerful.

After he made a move, he kept urging me to hurry up, saying that as long as I won him, I could say anything, I sighed and tried to give myself as much attention as possible to look at the board.

After the two of us walked a few more steps, I found it getting harder and harder.

I've never met such a strong opponent, not even the Three Tigers and his father, as if he knew where I was going next, and blocked all my paths, which made me feel very broken.

Clearly feeling my cramped and uneasy, he smiled hehehe, especially proud.

I calmed myself down, at this time, my people had achieved an absolute victory, all surrounded by the monk, I waved their hands to let them leave, let them go to the Houshan faction to appease the people, leave me alone.

As the minutes passed, the sweat on my head became more and more, and I slowly felt that I had fallen into a very bad circle, and I was wrong no matter how I thought.

What the hell is going on? I used to use very useful tricks, and here he is like a pediatrician, how can this be?

Suddenly I thought of a possibility, he said that he knew the father of the Three Tigers, does that mean that he knows all the tricks of the father of the Three Tigers?

If he knows all the tricks of the Three Tigers' father, and all my tricks are taught by the Three Tigers' father, he will understand me, then it will be very easy for him to win!

No, what else do I have to do? You can't use the tricks of the Three Tiger Fathers anymore!

I scratched my ears and cheeks and thought, but I had already formed a mindset, no matter how I thought about it, I would think of that conventional trick, and I tried to restrain myself, and finally pinned myself out of this bend.

Since he is fully familiar with the Three Tigers' father's tricks, I will use them all in reverse!

I tried using it a few times and found it to be very good!

Because he was so familiar with my tricks, he thought which way I was going to go every step I made, and as a result, every step I took was not what he expected.

And I don't completely use the tricks in reverse, I still occasionally use several tricks in a row, and then connect them in series, in short, as chaotic as possible, as chaotic as possible.

Sure enough, after a few moves, his head began to sweat.

"Hey, boy, you're not doing the right trick, it's not right."

I laughed and said something was wrong, and I didn't say I had to use his tricks, so you can do it.

He sweated a lot in his head, and he was caught up in the mindset by me, always thinking where I was going to play, but I just didn't forget where to play, and I didn't do what he thought I was going to play.

After a few more steps, he slowly changed his mindset a little, but by this time, I had eaten away at a lot of his soldiers.

At this point, I've had a slight upper hand.

"Good boy, good boy, count you awesome"

He smiled, his bald head was covered with sweat, but he didn't admit defeat, he was still playing with me, I was getting smoother and smoother, and soon, he ate away more of his soldiers and horses.

He finally raised his hand in the air, smiled, and admitted that he had lost.

I didn't speak, I looked at him directly, and waited coldly for him to tell me the truth.

He wanted to regret it at first, but after being kicked by me, he smiled again and said nonchalantly: "About your milk, in fact, I don't know much." I just remember back then, when I was young, and when your grandmother was young, I liked to call her, Xiaohong. ”

When he spoke, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Xiaohong was back then, but this awesome figure in the ghost world, she relied on a red hand to fight many gang alliances here at that time. At that time, the ghost world had just been established, and it was a time of chaos, she was beautiful and powerful, but she was an idol that many of us envied. ”

When I heard it, I felt even more shocked, was my grandmother such a beautiful and amazing person back then? At that time, I heard the desperate old man say, I still didn't believe it, but now I hear the bald head say the same, and finally believe it.

It turns out that my grandmother was so awesome back then

I suddenly felt very warm and proud

"Can she beat you?"

"She? Of course it beats me. Was I still a horse boy at the time, hehe, but at that time others ignored me, only she was willing to ignore me, she was not arrogant at all, and she was very good to people"

The bald head fell into deep thought, with a sweet face, I felt disgusted when I looked at his nymphomaniac, fortunately my milk didn't choose him at the time, otherwise what would I look like.

"Then how did my milk get up there?"

"Oh, she's a long story. You're still young, when you grow up"

"You promised me! If you win, you will tell me all! ”

"Okay, okay, then I'll tell you, your grandmother back then, yes"