The Zhenlong chess game, another image that can be recorded in the annals of literary history, is also one of the most colorful scenes in the book, and has become a representative bridge for film and television adaptations and imitations by other authors. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Liyu is naturally no stranger to this plot, it can be said to be one of the most impressive scenes, no need to deliberately interpret, the philosophical logic contained in the plot is very clear, the good things in this world, sometimes you deliberately strive for it but can't get it, you have no intention of falling into a son, but you can turn the tide and win everything.

The key to victory or defeat is sometimes hidden in the unintentional.

Regardless of whether the game is reasonable or not, the implication is very intriguing.

At this time, he was playing chess is the little prince of Dali Duan Yu, who was born in the royal family and was born in a martial arts family, but he himself has no interest in martial arts, is a complete pacifist, has no interest in practicing martial arts, but has a lot of research on piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea, etc., among which he is particularly proficient in chess and tea.

Even so, at this time, his face was flushed, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his right index finger and middle finger pinched a chess piece, his eyes stared at the chessboard, motionless, and his face was actually a little miserable.

Mr. Cong Bian, who was sitting opposite him, was not complacent because he had the upper hand, and seemed to be more anxious than Duan Yu, he extremely hoped that Duan Yu would think of a trick to crack, because no matter from which point of view, Duan Yu was suitable for the candidate given by his master, and he only needed to break the game.

"Duan Gongzi, don't be in a hurry, think slowly. Su Xinghe finally couldn't help but remind that as long as Duan Yu made a mistake, he would be able to start a siege immediately, of course, he couldn't make a mess in order to deliberately let Duan Yu win chess, first, it would be against the master's orders, second, the chess players and chess viewers would not allow him to do so, and third, his master might inquire about the process, it can be said that as long as he didn't fall into the suicide, Wuyazi would basically not admit it.

The subtlety of that son is not only in the chess game, but also in the human heart, which is an additional problem from Wuyazi.

Duan Yu looked at it for a long time, and the beads of sweat had fallen silently, and then he put the chess pieces into the box and said, "Mr. The chess game is so exquisite, I really can't break it in the game, and I admit defeat." ”

"Give it another try, the situation ahead is spreading well, don't you give it a try again?" Su Xinghe's face was full of anxiety.

Duan Yu shook his head and said: "I have deduced all the back roads in the game, and all of them ended in losing, this chess game really can't be broken in the game, and I ask Mr. to ask for another master." ”

Saying that, he stretched out his hand to pick out all the chess pieces he had fallen, Su Xinghe sighed with great pity, and then had to restore the chess game to its original appearance.

"For so many years, Duan Gongzi is the most powerful young man I have ever met, just a little bit, just a little bit. ”

Duan Yu blushed and said, "I'm ashamed to live up to Mr.'s expectations." ”

Su Xinghe said: "It's no wonder you. ”

After rearranging the Zhenlong chess game, Su Xinghe stood up and saluted Master Xuanyan and said: "Shaolin Xuanyan Master Fa is here, and I don't welcome it, and I hope that Master Haihan will be welcome." ”

Xuan Xuan: "Amitabha, Mr. Cong is too polite, and the old man is also at the right time." ”

Su Xinghe turned his head and instructed his disciples: "Watch the seat for the master and serve tea." ”

Some disciples should have taken the order and left.

Su Xinghe sat down again, waiting for the next person to challenge the chess game, and at this moment, a disciple reported: "Murong Gongzi has arrived." ”

As soon as they heard that Murong Fu had arrived, everyone was moved.

Gusu Murong who "repays the other with his way"!

Keeping pace with Qiao Feng, they can be called a pair of twin stars shining in the martial arts of the world.

Just as the heroes were amazed, a young man dressed in white, with a long sword hanging from his waist, a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like autumn stars, walked up, and he was accompanied by a woman with a beautiful appearance and several companions of different ages and extraordinary temperaments.

"Murong Gongzi is good, he has admired his name for a long time. ”

"Murong Gongzi turned the stars and shook the martial arts, and today he finally had the fate to see his honorable face, and he was fortunate to have three lives. ”

"Long admiration, long admiration, long admiration ......"

"Lucky will be fortunate to be ......"

Murong Fu smiled, greeted the heroes one by one, and saw each other, then walked to the chessboard, bowed his hand to Mr. Cong Bian, and said: "In Xiagu Su Murong Fu, I was invited to come to break Mr. Cong Bian's Zhenlong chess game. ”

Su Xinghe saw Murong Fu's magnanimity and appearance, and immediately applauded in his heart: "This Gusu Murong Fu's temperament and demeanor are faintly half a step higher than that Duan Gongzi, and the teacher must like it when he sees it." ”

"Murong Gongzi, please take a seat. ”

Murong Fu arched his hands and sat down, his attention shifted to the chessboard, looked at it for a while, and was about to reach out and pinch it, when he suddenly heard a voice coming: "Su Xinghe, when did you break your oath and open your mouth to speak?"

The voice was very clear, but with a distinctly old voice and something like a fat piece in his throat.

"Ding Lao thief, I will meet friends with chess today, if you dare to make trouble, I will not give up. ”

The heroes had all heard of Ding Chunqiu's notoriety, and when they saw him leading people in, they all subconsciously took a step back, this person was poisonous, and he was good at a ruthless and vicious Dafa, which could be described as notorious.

Jia Liyu saw Ding Chunqiu walking in, and he had an idea, suddenly lowered his head and walked out, and bumped into him head-on.

"The little monk walks but doesn't look at the road?" Ding Chunqiu was bumped, thinking that someone was going to plot against him, and immediately secretly met the enemy, but when he saw that it was a little monk with vain steps and low martial arts, he immediately collected his skills and asked with a smile.

After Ding Chun finished asking this sentence, the people behind him immediately shouted: "The little monk doesn't walk with long eyes, and when he bumps into the old immortal, he doesn't kowtow to apologize, and when the old immortal gets angry, he goes to heaven and earth, and no one can save you!"

"Quickly apologize, you have been hit by the old immortal immortal technique, one step later, the immortal will not be saved!"

After Jia Liyu hit someone, he took a few steps back with "sincere fear" and said: "The little monk saw the immortal for the first time, and it was difficult to control himself, so he collided with the immortal, and asked the old immortal not to remember the mortal mistakes, and not to offend the little monk." ”

Xuan Nan continued at this time: "Xuzhu, you are a small Shaolin third-generation monk, a master of the Ding Shizhu faction, how can you care about you?"

Ding Chunqiu came to the Deaf and Dumb Valley this time to make it difficult for Su Xinghe, but he didn't want to offend Shaolin inexplicably, the great enemy of Pingshu, and the two monks who were both young and old said so decently, and immediately smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, why worry about it?"

Jia Liyu said "Amitabha", "The old immortal of the stars is broad-minded, and he is really very human." ”

Ding Chunqiu listened to Jia Liyu's simplicity and sincerity, like drinking fine wine, and the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed, and said: "The little monk can speak, not bad." ”

Seeing the little monk slapping horses like this, the group of heroes was quite unimpressed, but they saw that Jia Liyu was innocent and had never seen the innocent appearance of the world, and thought that maybe he just hadn't heard of Ding Chunqiu's murderous name, and he couldn't blame him.

Jia Liyu also ignored everyone's eyes, stood still for a while, and after everyone refocused their attention on the chess game, he whispered to Xuan Nan and quietly went to find a small solution in the thatched house.

A disciple of the Xingzhu Sect heard that he was quite skilled in sycophant kung fu, and stole the limelight of his senior brother, and followed him quietly, wanting to take the opportunity to tease him, and was about to make a move, when suddenly his body was numb, and he was inexplicably hit by the acupoint, and watched Jia Liyu leave.

Jia Liyu came to the thatched house, took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his arms, and threw them all into the thatched pit.

Just hit Ding Chunqiu, in order to take away all kinds of poison in his arms.

After returning from the thatched house, he didn't care about the star disciple who had been ordered the acupoint, and went straight to watch the chess, and found that Murong Fuzheng was looking at the chessboard with a desperate face, and the beads of sweat on his head were falling down one by one.

"In the end, Huangtu hegemony is just a big dream, you can't enter, and there is no way to retreat, so it's better to kill yourself for relief. Ding Chunqiu persuaded Wen Yan on the side, and the voice carried an irresistible magic, quite like the soul transfer Dafa in the "Nine Yin True Scripture".

......

When Jia Liyu heard Ding Chunqiu's words, his mind was also buzzing, and then the voice of the white dragon sounded in his head: "There are unpredictable taboo fluctuations in the martial arts world, and the passage may be closed at any time, and you are ready to return at any time, please contact the official account of a letter for specific details: tiancailibaibubai"

(PS: The last paragraph is PS.) (To be continued.) )