The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

The Taoist priest who understood this truth suddenly felt that he seemed to have been chasing the wrong goal for more than 30 years.

Think about it, he is a Taoist priest, and what he cultivates is the heart that has no quarrel with the world and is at ease.

But today's Taoist priests, if they want to escape the world and want to hide in the world, how easy is it to talk about it?

Even if his master played chess for half his life and hid for half his life, in the end, it was not because of a letter that he fell into the dust?

Therefore, in life, many people still can't help themselves.

Although the Taoist priest lost, he understood from Yang Zheng's words that in fact, mortal dust also had the meaning of his existence.

He looked at Yang Zheng and grinned.

"Since you don't want to, don't force it anymore."

"I just hope that in a year's time, we can play chess at the same table again."

……

The Taoist priest took the Taoist boy and left.

Peng Fei looked at Yang Zheng, and he had a lot of words.

"Brother Yang, do you know who this Taoist priest is just now?" Peng Fei watched Zhang Lao return to the famous seat, and he stepped forward and said to Yang Zheng mysteriously.

"Who?" Although Yang Zheng won, it was obviously not as easy as winning in the eyes of others just now. Especially the psychological game of the last dozen hands consumed a lot of Yang Zheng's physical strength.

"He is Daoist An Yuan."

"Daoist Anyuan?" Yang Zheng was a little familiar with the name, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Daoist An Yuan is the apprentice of the chess grandmaster Daoist Quan An!"

Peng Fei looked at Yang Zheng with a confused face, and finally couldn't help but reveal the identity of the Taoist priest.

……

"Uncle Shi, we lost." Xiao Daotong looked at the beautiful cars coming and going on the street, and his eyes were a little yearning.

He held the Taoist priest's hand, and a trace of melancholy occasionally flashed on his round little face.

"yes." There was no melancholy on the Dao Chief's face, there was only relief on his face.

"If you want to be like Master, you will be undefeated when you go down the mountain. It's just too hard. However, it's better to lose now than to lose a year from now. You say no, Momoshu. ”

……

When Yang Zheng first heard the words Quan'an Daochang, he was only eight years old.

At that time, computers also had the concept of artificial intelligence, which was vague in China.

However, this vague concept makes domestic adults and children feel that artificial intelligence is unattainable and invincible.

Because, at that time, a foreign chess artificial intelligence software defeated countless domestic chess masters on TV and in the media.

At that time, Yang Zheng saw the responsible and patriotic hostess on TV, she cried like a tearful person.

Yang Zheng will never forget the beautiful and kind host, she prayed to the audience in front of the TV with tears in her eyes, praying for the appearance of a chess hero.

At that time, Yang Zheng wished that he would become a chess hero and defeat the evil artificial intelligence.

At that time, Yang Zheng, with the encouragement of his father and mother, also touched chess for the first time.

It's a pity that he later gave up the chess he was not familiar with because of his studies, and a real chess hero appeared on TV.

That chess hero is the head of Quan'an Dao.

In that battle, he defeated foreign artificial intelligence by rapid chess, which also made the scientists who created artificial intelligence at that time feel incredible.

Of course, what is even more incredible is that after that battle, the head of Quan'an traveled for a whole decade and challenged tens of thousands of chess masters.

He has never been defeated.

Daoist Anyuan is one of the three apprentices that Daoist Quan'an has accepted in the ten years since he went down the mountain, he was a first-class chess player at the age of seventeen, and became a chess master at the age of twenty-two, and then he has been practicing in the Taoist temple with Daoist Daoist Commander Quan'an.

He was also known as one of the top chess masters in China.

Of course, a large part of the reason why he lost to Yang Zheng was because of the underestimation of the enemy.

But defeat is defeat.

There is no excuse to go back to the past.

After hearing that he had defeated the top chess master in China, and it was also the apprentice of Daoist An Yuan, who had wanted to become the head of Quan'an, Yang Zheng did not have the slightest excitement and pride.

He looked into the distance and remembered the tears of the hostess that he saw on TV that year.

He shook his head and smiled again.

Now, it seems that he can't go back to the past.

It also seems that nowadays, those media people in charge have long disappeared from the public eye.

Today's media people, for the sake of money and fame, they have become "funny" and "grandstanding".

But Yang Zheng didn't want to blame them, because he didn't become the hero he wanted to be the most!

……

Lao Zhou looked at the sunset, he squeezed his chess hand, and did not put it down for a long time.

"I used to think I was the one who was escapist. I didn't expect you to be a retreat in the end. Sitting opposite Lao Zhou was an old man.

Although he looks older than Lao Zhou, his eyes have a look that Lao Zhou does not have, and can look at the world.

"Escapism? As long as people live in the world, who can truly escape the world? Lao Zhou looked at the old man and smiled.

"People can never live without firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea."

"Just as bees can't do without flowers, and fish can't do without water, no one can escape this cycle."

"Then why did you choose the humble job you have now? Obviously, with your status, you should have many options. No matter how bad it is, if you go to the chess academy, you can also be treated as a guest and guide potential juniors. "Old man

didn't seem to hear Lao Zhou's understanding of escapism, but he looked at Lao Zhou, who was the same name as him, with some puzzlement, and asked questions that had plagued him for more than ten years.

"Am I here, not also guiding the confused juniors?" Lao Zhou lowered his head and looked at the chessboard, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You mean the juniors who can't even be professional chess players? What's the use of you guiding them, they can't win glory for the country, let alone challenge those artificial intelligence that has thorns in Chinese culture. ”

"Is it okay for a professional chess player?" Lao Zhou raised his head and looked at the old man, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into hatred for iron and steel.

"How many professional chess players who lose to artificial intelligence end up not refining their chess skills, but wasting time on the so-called back road?"

"You tell me? What is a professional chess player now? Is it a chess player who uses chess as a tool to make money and as a way to fame? Or are those chess players who never give up, don't care if they win or lose, but take chess as a faith? ”

"You tell me! When we are completely asleep in these winters, will we be proud or disappointed in the spring without winter? ”

"Only chess players who have struggled in mud puddles and dare to find light in the darkness are the juniors I want to mentor the most."

"Because, these people can be the same as us at that time, after the winter, the spring breeze is proud!"