The years have taught Uncle Li to be steady.

The years also taught Uncle Li to refuse.

But in the face of the skinny foreign boy in front of him, Uncle Li seemed to have forgotten his steadyness, his refusal, and his years.

He looked at the unattractive young man, and he picked up the piece that had just fallen on the chessboard.

"However, my chess is not so easy to learn!"

……

Sun Wukong has seventy-two changes, so he dares to make trouble in the heavenly palace and proclaim himself the Monkey King.

"Plum Blossom Spring" has one hundred and thirty-two changes, so he is qualified to stand out in that star-studded chess era.

Sun Wukong only has seventy-two changes, so he did not escape from the Five Fingers Mountain of the Buddha in the end.

After the efforts of generation after generation, "Plum Blossom Spring" has changed from the initial 132 to 210, and from 210 to the current 361 changes.

But three hundred and sixty-one changes are probably the limit of Uncle Li's generation of "Plum Blossom Spring".

Uncle Li pinched the chess pieces in his hand and looked down at the unfinished chess game.

He may also want to see if there are 362 or 363 changes in this generation of "Plum Blossom Spring"!

……

Aji looked at Uncle Li, who was silent, as if he had seen a lonely mountain.

A lonely mountain with a six-character gold sticker.

This lonely mountain is not tall, strong, or great.

But it was this lonely mountain, which seemed too ordinary, that inexplicably provoked the anger hidden in Aji's bones.

He seemed to feel that he was the Monkey King with a golden rod in his hand at this moment, and he looked at this lonely mountain that had brought him humiliation for five hundred years, and all he thought about was how to smash this mountain with a stick.

The golden hoop rod in his hand weighed 13,500 catties.

But the golden rod was as well-behaved as a child in his hand.

He pinched the golden hoop stick and smashed it at this Five Elements Mountain, this golden hoop stick weighing 13,500 catties not only did not hurt a single grass or tree on this Five Elements Mountain. Not even the piles of pebbles at the foot of the mountain were unshaken.

This made this monkey a little puzzled, only to see this one he took a long breath, changed his body, became a hundred feet tall, he picked up the Ruyi Vajra rod that also became a hundred feet tall, and viciously hit the mountainside of the Five Elements Mountain.

With this stick, the monkey exerted all his strength.

This stick, but in the end, could only startle a little bird that was dozing.

The little bird chirped as if it were kind and threatened.

She seemed to be trying to persuade the disturbing monkey to leave.

Otherwise, someone will come and clean him up later.

He looked at the little bird that was chirping and noisy, and he swung a stick in distraction, as if he wanted to get rid of the little bird.

But the little nagging bird looked at the hundred-foot-high stick, and instead of being afraid, she jumped on the stick and flew into his ear and chattered, and she seemed to be laughing at the monkey.

The monkey looked at this annoying little bird, and suddenly felt in his heart that he had been crushed under the Five Finger Mountain for 500 years of humiliation, but in fact, it was nothing compared to this nagging bird.

He put away the golden rod, and transformed himself into an eagle, and fluttered his wings, and threw himself at the bird, and it seemed that he was really angry.

I really want to teach this little bird a lesson that will last a lifetime.

But after the bird saw the eagle he had transformed, she also fluttered her wings, and with a whoosh, the monkey did not expect to directly transform into a flycatcher and fly towards the monkey and become an eagle. The eagle looked at this natural predator, and he turned into a white crane again, trying to get up into the sky to get rid of the flycatcher, but the flycatcher bit the white crane's leg with its beak and dragged the crane from the sky to the river.

Just as the flycatcher wanted to bite off the crane's neck, the crane suddenly turned into a carp, broke free from the beak of the flycatcher, jumped over the flycatcher and the dragon gate, and fell into the river.

The bird, which had been transformed into a flycatcher, looked at this nimble carp, and her mouth was wide open, and the cold wind blew, and she turned into an eel.

The carp felt the small fish and shrimp eating behind him, and he was forced to jump up again, turning into a fierce white-fronted worm, whose exaggerated claws seemed to be waiting for the change of the birds.

The birds looked at the big insect on the bank of the river in the river, and they were in trouble.

Because she really can't think of what the natural enemies of the big worm are.

The fierce insect looked at the troubled bird, as if it felt that it had outdone the bird in the art of change.

But soon a sharp arrow came from behind the big worm.

This sharp arrow pierced deep into the back of the big insect, and this sharp arrow finally made the monkey understand that it turns out that talent is the natural enemy of all changes!

……

"I lost." Aggie lost calmly and convincingly.

I have to admit that Uncle Li, who doesn't speak, is a little more stable than he usually smiles and grins.

If this bit of stability is put on the chessboard, it is just that Uncle Li is no longer as slow as usual when he falls. But the change in the speed of the falling son is actually a mystery that is difficult for ordinary people to discover in Uncle Li's three hundred and sixty-one changes.

It's his speed that makes him always change one step faster than his opponents.

As long as he changes faster than others, then he will be like that bird, constantly becoming the opponent's natural enemy, rapidly eating away at the opponent's chess pieces.

Although Uncle Li won, he didn't smile as usual.

Because, in this game of chess, in Aji, he also saw the shadow of his youth.

Although he should have a past with a different circumstance than Aji.

But Aji, like him now, is slowly beginning to understand the mystery of change.

The madness hidden in the blood and the most primitive desire to win also made him feel that Aji would definitely be able to make a sensation in the entire Asian chess world in the future.

He looked at Aji, as if admiring, and as if remorseful, and said:

"It seems that you are indeed qualified to study the "Plum Blossom Spring" that I have studied all my life."