But there are also Du Gate and Jing Gate, two flat doors can be moved, and suddenly, I am thinking about it.

There are a total of eight gates, and Huang Tianhe swallowed six doors alone, leaving me only two, and these two doors are my only capital to win.

I didn't think much about it, I left the white son on the Jingmen, one to save my life, and the other to take my life, this is my routine.

"Click", black reacts quickly and takes Dumen again.

"You've lost."

A slightly old voice suddenly sounded in the air.

I looked up, only to see that there was no one around.

I looked at it again, it was impossible, if the Jingmen was not destroyed, I would have a glimmer of life.

At this time, the thatched house in front of the door slowly opened, and a figure slowly appeared in my sight.

The old man, with his white hair scattered over his shoulders, holding an eyebrow-high dragon head cane in one hand, and smiling as he approached me step by step from the shadows.

I looked closely, and the old man had a ruddy complexion and no wrinkles on his face, but at first glance, I couldn't tell how old he was.

And the most striking thing about him is not himself, but his neck is full of large and small skulls, like a huge necklace, and every step he takes, he makes a rattling sound.

I thought about it for a while, could it be that this is what Huang Tianhe is like?

"You've lost."

The old man looked at me with a smile on his face, but I shook unconsciously, and there was a power in his eyes that I had never seen before, and I felt my knees go weak just by looking at him.

I quickly stabilized my mind and asked directly: "Don't be pretentious, you brought me in, you definitely didn't ask me to play chess." ”

"Oh?" The old man looked at me with a smile: "You know me? ”

"Hehe", I sneered: "Is it interesting? Huang Tianhe. ”

"Huang Tianhe?" The old man seemed to have heard some great joke, and laughed back and forth: "It's just a rat." ”

I looked at him intently, this person has such a big breath, although Huang Tianhe is insidious, but his illusion is indeed unparalleled, and he has become a mere rat in his mouth?

"We've finally met."

As he spoke, the old man strode towards me with steady steps.

I watched his moving footsteps, instinctively stepped back, the old man flicked his head on his head, and a table-sized stone came crashing towards me, and I ducked back, only to find that the stone was firmly behind me.

I slowly straightened up with one arm on my cheek, and looked at him with some horror, but the old man just pointed behind me, "Sit down." ”

After saying that, the old man didn't look at my reaction, but sat down opposite me, gently stuck his dragon's head crutch into the ground, crossed his hands, and looked at the chessboard with interest.

"Who the hell are you?" I couldn't help but ask again.

The old man didn't look at me at all, his eyes still on the chessboard.

"As long as I don't let you go, you can't get out. It's all here, let's sit back in peace. The old man picked up the chess pieces and fiddled with them in his hands.

"Hmph, it's so domineering!"

Although this old man's aura was very oppressive, I still retorted.

As early as a few days ago, I figured it out, I don't have any ability now, and I am at the mercy of others wherever I put it, rather than this, it is better for me to show some momentum, lose the battle without losing people, and be decent.

However, having momentum does not mean being stupid and bold, the current pros and cons still have to be analyzed, this old man is really not scaring me, I don't even know where this is, how can I talk about going out?

Thinking of this, I sat down on the stone behind me and looked at him with a blank face.

"You've lost."

The old man repeated what he had just said.

I nodded calmly: "Lose or win, or what?" ”

"You recognized this as Qimen Dunjia, which means that you still have some talent."

The old man didn't answer at all, and said to himself, "But you forgot one thing. Qimen Dunjia is originally three methods, and the most important thing is not 'Qi', nor is it a door, but 'Dunjia'. ”

I squinted at him, I was more and more unsure of his identity, looking at him like this, it seemed that he was quite proficient in Taoism.