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Fang Xiaowu enjoyed the beautiful scenery at the beginning of the day with great interest for a while, and then turned his eyes to the center.

Suddenly, the old man in short clothes quickly dropped his hand, and put the black chess piece in his hand on the chessboard, which felt quite decisive.

However, when Master Wuhua saw it, he smiled slightly, picked up a white chess piece in his hand, and put it on the chessboard.

The old man in the short coat was holding a black chess piece in his hand and was about to continue to crack the chess game, but he didn't know what was going on, his face suddenly turned red, and his breathing was slightly urgent.

"Amitabha, Lord Yin, since the fairy grass has nothing to do with you, why do you want to be so forceful? Master Flowerless smiled.

Master Wuhua's voice was not loud, but in the ears of the old man in short clothes, it was like an initiation, and the old man in short clothes was immediately awakened.

Alas~

The short-clothed old man sighed, slowly stood up, and said: "I didn't expect that I would lose to the master because of the endless sound of my 'Bell Demon', and the master really deserves the name of a high monk." ”

Master Wuhua said: "Master Yin, this is a bad word, this game of chess is called 'Lost Soul Endgame', according to its owner, anyone who makes a mistake, no matter how to recover it later, it is impossible to break it, for the vast majority of people, the wrong is wrong, it is impossible to feel that he has made a mistake when he is the first son, and the sound donor has just played a wrong son, and he realizes that he has made a mistake, so he will fall into ......"

Yin Bu sighed: "Anyway, I still lost. Dare to ask the master, who is the master of this soulless endgame, and he will invite the master to play the chess game. ”

Master Wuhua smiled: "It's not a secret, the poor monk doesn't know the honorific title of this senior, only knows that he has a surname of loneliness and calls himself an old man who is lonely." ”

"Old man Dugu?"

Yin Buji thought about it for a while, and then asked: "Since the master doesn't know the details of this Dugu old man, why do you want to hold the chess game for him?"

Master Wuhua smiled and said, "The monks don't speak, and the poor monk lost to him because he played a game of chess with him, so he had to help him deal with this matter." ”

"I see. ”

Yin Buji nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly changed his words, and said: "Yin is not talented, but I want to meet this lonely old man for a while, I don't know if the master can recommend it on his behalf." ”

"This ......"

"If the master has a problem, then there is no need. ”

"Not really, it's just that this senior has a strange temperament, and he once said that whoever wants to see him must first gouge out his own eyes. ”

"Dig yourself out, why is that?"

"The poor monk doesn't know. ”

Yin Bu pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed and said: "If the sound demon gouges out his eyes, then he will become a blind demon, no, no, Yin Mou is better to be my bell demon, as for the blind demon, let others do it." ”

With that, he stood up, stepped back from the field, and walked away in a blink of an eye, the bells on his hands and feet jingling and quite pleasant.

Before going down the mountain, he had obviously seen Fang Xiaowu, but he acted as if he didn't know Fang Xiaowu, and he didn't take a second look, and went down the mountain directly.

After the sound was gone, a few monks who were not very high in cultivation thought that they were superb in chess, and went up to play against Master Wuhua one after another, and after each of them had a tea time, they were all defeated, and they lost inexplicably, like idiots.

"Young master, can I go up and give it a try?" Yuan Xiaoxiao was happy to see Hunting, and asked Fang Xiaowudao.

Fang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you proficient in chess?"

"Understand. ”

"Okay, you go give it a try. ”

"Young Master Xie. ”

After that, Yuan Xiaoxiao walked out and sat down opposite Master Wuhua, looking like a chess master.

Master Wuhua looked at Yuan Xiaoxiao and asked with a smile, "Girl's surname?"

"The younger generation's surname is Yuan. ”

"It turned out to be Miss Yuan, please. ”

I saw Yuan Xiaoxiao holding a black chess piece in her hand, and quickly played against Master Wuhua, as if she knew the pattern of this chess game, and in the eyes of others, she couldn't help but have some doubts that she knew how to lose her soul, so she would play so fast.

After half a pillar of incense, Yuan Xiaoxiao's son became slower and slower, and almost every time he went down, he had to think for a long time, and he was extremely cautious.

After more than an hour like this, I suddenly saw a monk come to the top of the skyscraper, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, looking very religious.

I saw him standing in the crowd and watching about a meal, and suddenly exclaimed, "Female donor, you are wrong." ”

Yuan Xiaoxiao didn't know that she had made a mistake, but after being reminded by the monk, her heart jumped suddenly, and she looked carefully at the chessboard and found that she had indeed made a mistake, so she stood up and looked at the monk.

After she saw the monk clearly, she didn't know him, but the monk kept looking at Master Wuhua, as if she knew Master Wuhua.

Suddenly, Master Wuhua stood up and said, "Amitabha, it turned out that the master arrived, disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

When everyone heard Master Wuhua call the monk a master, their hearts were all in shock, and they all wondered if this monk was the senior monk who would make Master Wuhua so polite to him.

The monk smiled, his smile was a little strange, and his voice was also strange: "Master Wuhua, you are really too polite, compared to you, the poor monk is still far behind." ”

Master Wuhua seemed to hear the monk's implication, and said with a smile: "The master is serious, is the master also interested in chess?"

The monk said: "The poor monk is more interested in you than chess, but since you are playing a chess game here, the poor monk will give it a try." ”

Hearing this, Master Wuhua nodded and said with a smile: "It is the honor of a poor monk to be taught by the master today. ”

I saw the monk striding out, his hands folded, always in front of his chest, as if they would not be separated.

At the same time, Yuan Xiaoxiao retreated.

And after Yuan Xiaoxiao retreated, Fang Xiaowu asked in a low voice, "Xiaoxiao, do you know this master?"

Yuan Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but looking at his dress, he looks like a monk." ”

"Like whom?"

"The Three-Eyed Buddha of the Nine Great Monks. ”

"Three-Eyed Buddha!"

Fang Xiaowu's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at the monk carefully, only to find that there was a strange aura on this person.

As for the nature of this aura, for a while, Fang Xiaowu couldn't see through it.

After Master Wuhua invited the monk to sit down opposite him, he sat down on the ground and asked with a smile: "After more than 60 years, I don't know how the master has been doing all these years?"

When the monk heard this, he said lightly: "The poor monk is not doing well at all. ”

Master Wuhua asked in surprise, "Why?"

The monk stared deeply at Master Wuhua and said, "The poor monk was betrayed by a friend who thought he was a friend, and if it were you, would you be okay?"

Master Wuhua was surprised: "The master was betrayed by a friend? Who is this friend? ”

The monk's face shook slightly, as if he was enduring something.

However, he endured it for a while, after all, he was a high monk, and he did not have a seizure, and said in a light tone: "This was all decades ago, so don't say it." ”