Lin Bin frowned, and cautiously nodded three or three, first hold the corner, and see what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

In less than twenty or thirty moves, Kang Jie found that the white chess pieces appeared restrained, and the black chess pieces faintly felt that they were dominating the world.

I saw that the black potential was boundless, and the sunspots were in one breath, although the spacing was large, but the weather was faint, so that the whites did not dare to enter rashly.

Lin Bin pondered for a while, and a white son fell into the vast black array.

This hand is like a bell ringing in a silent night, breaking the balance and tranquility of the plate.

Man Jianghong's hand hung in the air, and it took half a day to slowly descend.

This town beat the drums of war and cut off Baizi's way back, and Kang Jie sighed "fiercely".

At present, the short battle is in close combat, and the picture is poor, and the dagger is either dead or the net is broken! The black array is empty and empty, and the white chess seems to have countless vitality. However, even if the white piece survives a small piece, it will not be worth the loss to knock the black pieces into an iron bucket.

What if you don't?

Kang Jie knows that according to his own way of walking, shallow penetration and non-aggression against each other, he will definitely lose.

White flies deftly, and the black is the first town again!

After playing chess for decades, Kang Jie is a little incomprehensible.

Just now, if the black is cut off from the white, the white will be separated in two places. Although black is still afraid of being broken, it is undoubtedly more advantageous in the melee, and two pieces can always get one. Even if White discards, the initiative is still in Black's hands. Does black really want to wipe out all the whites that come in?

The big surprise is yet to come.

Since the chess pieces were entangled, Man Jianghong's speed of falling pieces has slowed down significantly, and vulgar hands have begun to appear. Later, the war spread more and more widely, the chess pieces were tangled into a group, and they were all fighting, and he was even more vicious, and he completely lost the momentum and self-confidence of the original son Zhen Tianyuan.

After a while, the black array was rushed to pieces, and Bai Zi seemed to be a sharp sword coming out of the wall, piercing the blue sky and not being broken!

Black defeat!

Kang Jie sighed, and strangely found that Man Jianghong seemed to be in a sleepwalking state, and the robot continued to fall stiffly, his pupils dilated, and he didn't react when he shook his hand in front of his eyes.

Lin Bin's face sank like water and continued calmly.

twisting, cutting, and chasing, the sunspots are gradually embattled. The chessboard has evolved into a real war, one aimed solely at destroying the opponent's living forces, not at winning or losing on the basis of how much land is occupied.

But it was a massacre!

Man Jianghong's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he slowly stood up.

The sea breeze wears the flowers and blows the willows, and the bright moon disappears from time to time. He swept the chessboard with a dull gaze, only to see that the sunspot had lost his armor and abandoned his armor, and the corpses were all over the field, and there was not a single living chess piece!

This is my warrior, shattered and annihilated!

He laughed silently, only to feel that his throat was salty, and the sky was spinning, and he was stuck between his chest and abdomen in one breath, and suddenly fell down.

He only fell crooked here, and his body flickered to the front, and his thin arm stretched out and hugged him like an iron bar.

"Ah......h

"Don't worry, I'll go and see first. Lin Bin gently pressed his shoulder.

"The eyes are blank and the gaze is dull, because I was too tired from thinking just now, which led to the dysfunction of the viscera, the reversal of qi and blood, and the blockage of the meridians by wind, phlegm and blood stasis. Kang Jie sat down again and said.

"In my opinion, it should be a temporary lack of blood supply to the brain, and it is necessary to lower blood pressure and maintain electrolyte balance in time, and it will be good to rest with infusion. Lin Bin walked over confidently.

Chasing the fate glanced at Lin Bin, hugged Man Jianghong to the fence bench of the pavilion, and struck him in the chest and abdomen with a palm. Man Jianghong seemed to have a boulder in his body shattered, and he couldn't help coughing violently, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and his color began to be ruddy.

Kang Jie walked over and took his pulse carefully, looked up and said proudly, "It's okay now." What's the matter, Doctor, it's faster than you hang the saline. ”

"He's a little weak, it's better to infuse some glucose. Lin Bin was chased aside and didn't care, smiled awkwardly, leaned over and asked, "Jiang Hong, how do you feel?"

"No, thank you, Dean. I'll take a break before I go. Man Jianghong felt that his body was a little soft, his limbs were lazy and had no strength, but his brain was very excited, as if the high-speed machine couldn't stop for a while.

"It's okay, I'll chase you back later. Kang Jie touched Jiang Hong's forehead with concern, and raised his head to greet Lin Bin: "Come, let's continue to play chess." ”

"Hehe, you are a master in the world, and your chess addiction is really not ordinary. Lin Bin smiled and walked to the chessboard and sat down.

"Anyway, you can't study anything famous in this research institute, what can you do if you don't play chess? However, we are at about the same level, Xiao Jiang won me just now, why was he killed so badly by you in a blink of an eye?"

Kang Jie asked strangely as he pulled the chess pieces down from the chessboard.

"It's kind of weird!"

Lin Bin glanced at Man Jianghong and said, "His sense of comprehensively grasping the overall situation is far above me, but he doesn't know how to play chess." After a few consecutive smart moves, one faint move can bury all the previous efforts. ”

"He said no. ”

Hearing this, Lin Bin turned his head to look at Man Jianghong in shock, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Kang Jie originally thought that Man Jianghong would not be modest, but when he saw Lin Bin like this, he suddenly realized that he really wouldn't!

What is the concept of a person who can't play chess actually wins a master?

It's more magical and incredible than a master winning a national player!

This shows that it is necessary to deduce the formula and layout formed after thousands of years of wisdom precipitation in a short period of time, and it shows that it is necessary to calculate the complex chess shapes such as the number of sand in the Ganges!

This is no ordinary difficulty!

It's a miracle!

Old Man Kang stared at someone who was lying down with a depressed and unconscious face, and he couldn't wait to step forward and kick it, feeling that he had lost unjustly for a while, and then he felt that he was really unjust, and it seemed that even the whole person was not very good.

Tsk, compared with others, it's a walnut!

"No, that's right!" After all, he is a rational scientist, Lin Bin quickly regained his composure, pondered for a while, and said:

"Playing chess requires experience, like us, who have been playing chess baskets for decades, and can see the formula, chess shape, murderous spirit, eye, etc., with just a glance, and no calculation is required. But if you don't know, you're going to have to worry about it. ”

Kang Jie came back to his senses and said, "You mean, I was too careful, and the two sides didn't have any contact to fight, so I lost." And although you lost the layout, you didn't have enough experience in killing Xiao Jiang, so you won. ”

"It's about the same. In a contact battle, a player usually judges the situation and then chooses the direction of the move, which does not need to be calculated, nor is it possible to calculate it. But Jiang Hong has no experience, and once he encounters a complicated twisting situation, he has to start from a blank space. Look at this white child, there are four directions to escape, up and down, left and right, there are five ways to climb, point, jump, big fly, and small fly, and there are 20 kinds of direct choices. If black wants to eat it, he must at least consider these twenty moves. And Bai's next step will be 20 moves, and the changes will be 400, and then the fall will lead to 8,000 changes. Just now black wants to eat white, if he has no experience, purely by calculation, just thinking about only three moves to put out 8,000 variations. Again, this does not take into account the surrounding environment and other variables derived from the connection between the pieces and the pieces. As the situation becomes more and more complicated, even computers are incapable of massive computing, let alone the human brain! He must have been hot-headed just now, which is the same as the computer overload and crashing. ”

Kang Jie listened, the corners of his mouth hooked into a playful smile, and he turned his head and shouted, "Xiao Jiang, is this the case?"

Man Jianghong closed his eyes and lay on the bench of the fence, the disgust in his chest had been reduced, and he only felt that the moonlight in the sky was like a cool hand caressing his face, and the sound of the waves near was loud like a silver bottle bursting, and the sound of the waves in the distance was like muffled thunder, crushing over and over again, never stopping......

Hearing the discussion between the two, he admired Lin Bin. The dean is indeed the dean, and this analysis is not far from eight-nine. However, after falling into a state of calculation, I was also dimly aware of the danger, but I couldn't stop at all. In the past, when the body was in danger, there was a clear stream to support the field, but this time the brain was seriously overdrawn but there was no movement, is it a kind of physical energy, and it can't help at the spiritual level?

"Well, yes. Hearing Kang Jie's inquiry, Man Jianghong politely sat up and nodded in response.

"How many changes have you calculated at most?" Kang Jie's expression was a little expectant.

"Well, there are a thousand of them. ”

The chess pieces are close to each other, and they can only be calculated accurately rather than vaguely felt. The changes unfold layer by layer, one by one to eliminate, as if looking for a way out in the boundless labyrinth. But the forks in the road increase in geometric multiples, some are so short that you can see through them at a glance, and most of them take a few steps to see clearly. There is also a small part of the depth, which is endless, and at most there are at least tens of thousands of calculation fragments whistling through my mind.

As soon as he heard that he had calculated thousands of changes in a few steps, Kang Jie's eyes suddenly lit up, put down the chess pieces in his hand, turned around and sat upright, and gave a thumbs up and praised:

"Ordinary people can turn a few thoughts in an instant, and outstanding people can calculate dozens or hundreds, but a flash of thought gives birth to a thousand changes, which I have only seen in my life. Although your method is a little stupid and exhaustive, the computing power is astonishing. Are you interested in entering my Guigu Gate and learning the art of heavenly arithmetic?"

The summer vacation has passed, why did you run out of an enrollment again? I heard that Dao didn't use a computer, so he wouldn't want to treat the master as a human computer, right?

Man Jianghong was dumbfounded and guessed randomly, but it was not good to refute Kang Lao's face, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After staying in the research institute for so long, he somewhat knew that Guigumen was a very famous sect in the Daomen, claiming to be able to calculate the past and future, and Kang Jie was also a foreign affairs elder in the sect. Those who break words, tell fortunes, look at faces, and touch bones on the street often eat under the banner of Guiguzi. However, he always felt that compared with the Daomen's out-of-body powers, soaring clouds and mist, shrinking the ground into inches and so on, this step on the gang and pushing back gossip takes a lot of work, but it can't be verified immediately, and it can't be used in battle, it can only be regarded as soft power, and he is really not interested in it. Well, the meditation remote sensing of the great monk Gesang should also be summarized in this kind of prediction.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Kang Jie's heart moved, thinking that this research institute was mixed, and no one would make the first move, so he asked, "Could it be that you already have a sect?"

His casual question reminded Man Jianghong, and his brain immediately became lively.

"When I was a child, a Taoist priest passed by and accepted me as a disciple and passed on some methods of breathing and breathing. But when he saw that I couldn't feel angry, he left. ”

This shouldn't be a lie, Uncle Zhu was indeed like a god stick when we first met. It's just that he's gone and will never come back.

Kang Jie pondered for a while, but still didn't give up, and asked, "What kind of Taoist priest is it? Didn't you tell you the sect number?"

What is not sent, Zhu Fugui has indeed never mentioned it. Man Jianghong remembered a poem on the title page of "Strange Tales from Xiaoyuan", and said with a deep sigh:

"Master is black and thin, and he didn't tell me that he was from the same sect. But Master often recites a poem for me to think about...... There is a deep valley at the top of Kuanglu......"

"Strange Tales of Xiaoyuan" is indeed mixed with some cultivation methods, which have benefited a lot, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a disciple of a mad Taoist. It was the only remaining handwritten fragment in the world, not a printed and engraved copy, and it was impossible for Kang Lao to read it no matter how knowledgeable he was.

But what Man Jianghong didn't expect was that he just chanted the first sentence here, and Kang Jie's face changed greatly.

"There is a deep valley at the top of Kuanglu, and the disciple of the Golden Immortal is the house. Alchemy has been working for many years, and planting bamboo in the twilight of the white clouds. ”

After chanting the four lines of poetry, Kang Jie stood up, wrapped his right fist with his left palm, and said, "Jiang Hong Xiaoyou, Kang Jie is rude." ”

Seeing that Kang Jie was suddenly treated as an equal, Man Jianghong realized that this poem was only afraid of being famous, for fear of being asked by him, so he also learned to return the salute seriously, nodded to Lin Bin and Chase to thank him, and said: "It's not early, I have to go back first." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly left.

Kang Jie saw him go away, and after sitting down heavily, he didn't say anything for a long time.

Lin Bin looked at it in his eyes, and the second monk was puzzled, and asked tentatively: "Old Kang, is there a problem with his origin?"

Kang Jie smiled reluctantly and sighed:

"Dean Lin, when the institute first started, eight or nine out of ten of the people who came were roosters and dog thieves, and the remaining one or two were Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Needless to say, Long Wu and Long Jiu are the youngest hall masters of martial arts, the great monk of Gesang, who is famous in the Western Regions, and this young man Jiang Hong has excellent qualifications, defeating high-level martial artists as a warrior, he can flash a thousand thoughts in an instant, and his origin is even more terrifying!"

"What's going on?" Lin Bin was stunned, becoming more and more strange. He also appreciated Man Jianghong, but he didn't lift it to such a height.

"Your Go level is the top among amateurs, which shows that you haven't put down Chinese culture after staying abroad for so many years. We often say that Chinese civilization is broad and profound, and the core of Chinese civilization is nothing more than three words: Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. Let me ask you, who is the last immortal to ascend in the era of the end of the law?"

Lin Bin was dumbfounded, and only after a long time did he spit out a name uncertainly, "Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Don't try to guess, your thinking is biased towards Confucianism, worship ghosts and gods and stay away. Even if there are any immortals in the world, how can they know about the Daomen. ”

Kang Jie laughed and said:

"Sanfeng Dao long spanned the Yuan and Ming dynasties, and his life was like a dragon without seeing the beginning and the end, leaving many legends, which may have achieved the body of the earth immortals. However, the last officially recorded ascension immortal in the Daomen was called Zhou Lu, who helped Zhu Yuanzhang take the world. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang also erected a tablet on the top of Lushan Mountain, that is, "The Biography of the Imperial Zhou Crazy Immortals", which is recorded in detail in the official history, and now this tablet is still standing on the Jinxiu Peak. The poem that Jiang Hong chanted just now is from "The Legend of the Immortals", if what he said is true, then it is very likely that he is the descendant of the immortals, the disciple of the Golden Immortal. ”

Playing chess and chatting in a good manner, he suddenly pulled in an immortal, the one who just left was still suspected of being a disciple of the Golden Immortal, can he still have a good time?

The atheist Lin Bin was bluffed and moved his lips a few times, but he couldn't speak.