At dawn, I braved the rain and went back to the kennel-like house in Kim Soon again to catch up on sleep. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Judging from the signs in the house, it seems that Jin Shun has never come back to live, and it looks lonely and unruly.

But I have neither the time nor the leisure to help him clean up, so I can find a random place to lie down and fall asleep quickly in the sound of the rain.

When I woke up again, there was a strange smell in the room.

I immediately noticed that the visitor had not left—it was an ordinary-looking little gray squirrel, squatting on a dusty wooden table, waiting for me to wake up.

Of course, in this process, it has been grinding its teeth without hesitation, but I slept too deeply to be woken up by it.

We quickly looked at each other, and I immediately noticed from his glittering eyes that this little squirrel was different.

All right...... In fact, the funniest scene is that it raised a pair of little paws at me and made a gesture of bowing.

It made me laugh.

There is no need to be polite, I already know that he is the messenger of the old king.

The message is only three words: follow it.

When I was about to go out, I found that the rain was still falling, and I was hesitating to find an umbrella, but the little gray squirrel jumped into the rain without hesitation and ran quickly through the muddy water.

I had to hurry up and keep up.

It didn't take long to reach the destination, which was an old house.

To my surprise:

There is a wooden plaque hanging above the main entrance, on which are written the four big characters "Jiang's ancestral house".

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a long confession with about a dozen tablets standing on it.

In front of the confession, there were four or five elders sitting on the left and right, and two rows of people standing opposite.

Lao Wang was in the group of people seated, and he seemed to be a leading figure of status, but I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight of the two whiskers on his lips.

I always felt that he gave the impression of being low-key and obscene, which really didn't match the solemn and serious occasion in front of me.

The little grey squirrel leading the way ran all the way in and jumped onto a low stool, where a plate of melon seeds was already prepared.

The drenched grey squirrel immediately began to feast as if no one was around.

And everyone is familiar with it, and they don't see it.

I couldn't help but wonder what it meant to call me here? Wasn't it a betting game, but a five-class trial?

In particular, in the strange place of "Jiang's ancestral house", everything will give me a strange feeling.

Why did you choose this venue? It seems like it came straight at me.

The most incredible thing is that the last time I walked around Jiangjia Village several times, I didn't even find that there was still a "Jiang ancestral house" here.

That's not my focus right now, though.

What I want to know most is what happens next.

Then a man stood up in the crowd, cleared his throat as an opening remark, and then briefly recounted the situation.

Among the people who are qualified to sit, except for the challenger Lao Wang, the other four are usually respected elders in Jiangjia Village, and they will watch the game as referees today.

The crowd standing on the left and right sides is naturally the villagers of Jiangjia Village, and they are also watching the battle and watching the excitement.

The content of the game was also announced, and it turned out to be a chess match, and it was me and Lao Wang who held red and black respectively to crack an endgame saved in the "Jiang Ancestral Mansion" within the specified time!

Belch...... I looked at the confident old king and wiped my sweat.

The man in charge of organizing the game and maintaining order said: "The red and black are optional, and the first move is decided by throwing the dice and the number of points, is this okay?"

I shook my head and said no.

"And what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? This kind of competition is really not fun for me. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the four referees looked at me in amazement, not knowing what I meant by this.

It seemed that they really didn't know, so I said to Lao Wang: "This is completely incomparable, I admit defeat, you win!"

Lao Wang's face was very ugly: "What do you mean by this?"

Well, I don't know how to play chess at all, so how can I compare this kind of game?

"This ...... How can this be? How can someone from the Jiang family not know chess?"

The onlookers began to gossip and talk.

I was surprised by the reaction.

No way!

There are many people with the surname Jiang in the world, but why do the villagers in Jiangjia Village insist that everyone surnamed Jiang must be able to play chess?

Could it be that there is a mystery in the chess endgame in front of you?

But why did I study it carefully for a long time, and I still think that this is clearly an ordinary chess game.

Or is it the mystery that lies in the endgame?

The most interesting thing in my puzzle was the reaction of the crowd.

I see that they are all crying without tears, and it is clear that in their cognition, I must know chess to be in line with common sense.

Even Lao Wang's reaction was the same.

Now I suddenly said that I couldn't play chess, and I was so decisive that I threw in the towel, which was completely unexpected by all of them.

The contestant Lao Wang, as well as the referees and the audience, they were all stunned at once.

I don't think I'm doing anything wrong, or I'm not trying to do something, it's just a normal reaction from my heart.

Then I said to the people who were scratching their heads in pain with sympathy: "I really don't know how to play chess, if you don't choose the wrong event, will you recognize the wrong person?"

The color head I am talking about is, of course, Wu Hao.

The surprise attack continued.

I asked Lao Wang calmly, "Can I go?"

Lao Wang was at a loss and was about to cry.

The four sitting old men exchanged their heads for a while, and then one of them asked me, "Are you surnamed Jiang?"

I replied with a wry smile that I did have the surname of Sandianshui Jiang, but I really didn't know how to play chess.

If it's okay I'm really going to go first, sorry!

But the crowd didn't intend to give way, and I found myself surrounded.

The four old men couldn't stop saying that this thing was really strange.

I feel the same way from the bottom of my heart.

Then Lao Wang came up with an idea, he first saluted the four elders to show trespassing, and then suggested that I go to see the more than ten tablets in the confession, can I find someone familiar or recognized in the name on it?

Well, I was trying to do it because I was puzzled.

So I looked at it side by side, carefully.

I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed, I really don't know the name engraved on the tablet.

I thought I would find the name of my great-grandfather Jiang Hate on the tablet.

There was nothing more to say, so I spread my hands and told them, "You must have recognized the wrong person, and I am certainly not the one you are waiting for." ”

But at this moment, one of the four old men suddenly remembered something: "Wait! Have you ever heard of the name Jiang Hate?"