Behind the tall twelve white columns and vaults is the entrance hall with a gray stone floor, and hanging lights hanging from the dome illuminate the ground.

This building has stood in Yancheng for a hundred years, but now it is crowded.

Buma felt a pang of regret in his heart.

It's not that people have lost their enthusiasm for museums – in fact, people haven't had a passion for museums, they haven't been, and they don't have now.

It's just that due to the overcrowding of the adjacent wonderful zoo, there is a long queue outside, and citizens are scrambling to buy tickets to enter. In comparison, museums that are open to the public for free seem even more deserted.

Buma previously worked in Yaocheng.

There is no museum in Yaocheng, but there is an ale theater, and the temple society once considered building a theological museum as well, but it was not completed.

The reason is still due to the tightening of Yaocheng's funds. Even large cities like Shuangcheng have suffered serious economic damage after the Almighty Stone pollution, thousands of steam stoves have become unicorn beasts and run away, and many jobs can only be done by manpower, and the economy has been in recession for many years.

As a carpenter, Buma was almost unemployed in Yaocheng.

The reason for this lies in the scholars and apprentices of architecture, engineering, and surveying at Yaocheng Theological Seminary. After graduating, their salaries became smaller, so one by one they began to make carving, sketching and handicrafts to earn some extra money.

As soon as the regular army got off the field, Buma, a halfway monk, was shattered at the slightest touch, and no one cared about it at all.

So he left Yaocheng and came to Yancheng, which has a stronger business atmosphere, to look for opportunities.

The Old Museum is a place that he has been thinking about since he was a child, and many precious cultural relics of Yao legends, ancient books and works of art are quietly displayed in this building.

Buma stepped through the door in a mood of almost pilgrimage.

The structure of the museum is U-shaped, and the passage starts from the entrance of the corridor on the left, and then winds around to the corridor on the right to reach the exit.

In the venue, hemp rope encloses independent exhibition windows, and there are wooden plaques recording and describing the collections on the side.

At the top of the museum's line is a stiff black fur that hangs from a three-pronged shelf that looks like a rough leather coat that hasn't been processed.

Bouma knew at a glance that this was the skin of the Demon Black Bear.

The wooden sign on the cabinet window is written in Yao, Bo, and Elf.

"Demon Black Bear's Skin (Yao Liqian): Jack God Believer wears a black bear skin, and uses a spell to transform into a bear to attack the garlic tribe, and the hero headhunter and fisherman fight bravely with it, and Yao God kills it with miracle lightning......

Buma continued to walk forward, looking as he went.

【Stone shovel of the first prophet Nonglai】

【Shaman's Cane】

……

He stopped.

Here is a special large glass wall, with a lattice of glass on it, and the first twelve volumes of the Book of Yaoshen, totaling one hundred and twenty volumes, are on public display.

If needed, anyone can request a copy of the entire Book of Yao from the museum. Many merchants will collect a set, which represents both devotion to the gods and a style.

For many years, only mathematician Shang Yi analyzed some equations and basic operations, and so far no one has really solved the mystery of this book.

Scholars throughout the ages have believed that the Book of Yao God is the most brilliant crown of the pinnacle of Yao wisdom, and if someone can decipher it, then he will definitely receive a special reward from the gods.

Buma looked at the parchment scroll with the sacred inscription on it, full of awe.

He, a person who has never even been admitted to the academy, naturally can't understand it. Because I can't understand it, I am even more in awe.

At this moment, a voice came from Buma's ear.

"Almost, right? Come back, open a handful, open a handful. ”

Buma held his trembling left arm under his long sleeve with his right hand: "I'm coming...... Don't rush, just go back in the evening. ”

"I'm in a hurry! Hurry, hurry! ”

The voice urged, "I've found a way to deal with you, hurry up and get started." ”

“……”

Buma walked to a hidden corner next to him, lowered his voice and said to his left hand, "Go back after dark, don't rush." It's a problem to be discovered. ”

The sound was gone.

Bouma breathed a sigh of relief.

He moved to Yancheng, in addition to the fact that it was difficult to find a job in Yaocheng, another reason was this talking guy.

Bouma's roommate, the chess king.

Yaocheng offers many free city benefits and subsidies, but they are basically aimed at experts in various fields, such as urban scholars, skilled craftsmen, or experienced farmers or engineers.

There are also many young people who, like Buma, have not been able to get subsidized places.

Buma lived in a homemade tent outside the city, not that there was no place to live in the city, and the temple would provide collective housing, but it was crowded and crowded.

In addition, Buma is a carpenter, digging and grinding, knocking and beating are inevitable, and it is easy to annoy people next to each other. There were also city guards patrolling the vicinity of the city, and the soldiers also set up sentinels and fire emplacements, so safety was not a problem.

One night, after playing tribal chess with a chess friend, Buma was still unsatisfied and continued to deduce tactics on the chessboard.

He has no other interests, just loves to play chess.

Yaocheng's life is slow, and there are many chess friends, Buma often plays chess with others, whether he is playing classics or new rules and new chess groups, he is more wins and fewer losses.

Just as he was pondering a new tactic, a passerby asked to join him.

Bouma readily agreed.

The two sides fired five in a row, and Buma cut each other under the horse.

From that day on, the passers-by came every day, and spent a whole month with Buma.

In the end, passers-by wondered: "Why can't I win a game against you?" ”

Bouma told him: "You always attack quickly, never defend, I just keep defending and counterattacking, I can restrain you." You should develop new routines. ”

"Makes sense."

Passers-by reappeared half a month later, only to lose again.

"Why do I play defensive counterattack, you play fast attack, and you still win?"

"Because I'm pulling, and pulling, it's going to tear up the defense," Bouma said. After your pieces are pulled away, the defensive formation is chaotic, and you can't stop the attack. ”

Passers-by continue to challenge, always win less and lose more, and repeatedly defeat and fight.

Buma saw that this man was also a chess idiot, so he often competed with him.

The passerby was tall and had a clear, deep voice. He wore a wide black scholar's robe, and underneath it was wearing a tight armor that covered his face, and he looked mysterious.

Booma asked him what he was called, and he claimed to be the chess king.

The chess king never shows his true face, he always disappears during the day and does not appear until the night, facing off against Buma on the chessboard.

The two sides met in chess, which lasted for three years.

"We played a total of 1,092 moves, and I won 184 and lost 908," the king said. I've played against a lot of great players, but I've never lost so badly. ”

"Your chess skills are so superb, but your life is difficult, why don't you pass on all your chess skills to me, and I will help you make a name for yourself, how about it?"

Bouma smiled and said, "Okay." It's a great deal for me. ”

"With your words, then make a contract."

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed on the chess king's body, and he recited solemnly: "Great Yao, please Mr. Pinkerman as a witness to the sacred covenant, and I hereby solemnly promise that the person in front of me will be the co-holder and user of my power." Whether he is sick or weak, I will not leave him until the day he dies. ”

Bouma froze for a moment.

The other party reminded: "Now you also follow my way to swear an oath, pass on your chess skills, and will not hide your secrets." ”

Buma said a little nervously, "The great god Yao is above...... I will teach the chess skills of the people in front of me, and there will be no hidden ......."

The ceremony was completed quickly.

The black clothes on the chess king's body fell off, revealing the silver armor that looked dazzling in the moonlight, and the armor stomach was engraved with brass-colored fine ornaments, which looked noble and mysterious.

Bu Ma Xin said that it is no wonder that the chess king has to put on a robe and wear such armor to swagger through the market, and he is afraid that he will attract attention wherever he goes.

A moment later, the chess king's whole body armor suddenly collapsed and floated in the air. It was empty, and there was no one in the armor at all.

The chess king is this armor!

The stomach of the armor enveloped Buma at once, and the body was reassembled and fitted.

The stunned Buma turned into a knight in bronze and silver armor in an instant, and a powerful force that had never been seen before flowed and lingered all over his body.

Buoma felt as if he was one with the armor, which was his skin and hair, and he was connected to every deck.

The voice of the chess king came from the armor: "From today on, you are the temple warrior of my [chess king] contract, you and I are each other's inside and outside, and rely on each other." ”

Templar?

Legendary Guardian of the Gods...... The true identity of the chess king is stigmata.

Buma was not ecstatic, but a little helpless, and the person stammered: "I, I can't fight?" I'm a carpenter, how can I become a Templar? ”

"I've decided, you're the Templar."

The chess king said undoubtedly: "The decision is up to us [Holy Wish], you meet the requirements of my [chess king], I say you can do it, you can do it." ”

"Also, you move to Yancheng as soon as possible. There are already other Sacred Wishes on this side, and there is a shortage of manpower over there. ”

In this way, Buma became a Templar warrior unprepared.

Contrary to rumors, the number of vows is small.

According to the chess king, there are only three in this world at present, namely [Burning Man], [Mr. Why] and [Chess King].

The third is the transmutation and awakening based on the [Stigmata Armor] under the interference reaction, which has been recognized by the apostles. Due to the different characteristics of the Divine Will's abilities, they are also very different from each other.

The core competency of [Chess King] is [The world is like chess].

This ability is not a pure combat spell, but more like a calculation and deduction.

For example, Buma can now clearly feel that there are 21 people in the entire museum, including the guards.

Behind him, to the southeast, was an old man with a crooked mouth on crutches. He was walking towards the Old Gods Showroom, with an excited expression on his face—he seemed to have a vague worship or belief in one of the Old Gods.

At the other end of the corridor, a child wipes his nose with his sleeve and stares at the modern collection "Dawn of the Kingdom" and the famous "Lying", both of which were painted by the great painter Tiesai.

The child looked at it, his fingers still moving slightly, as if he was holding an invisible pen, and he was imitating a famous painting in a glass window.

……

The ability to act like chess is to be able to use overlook and all-seeing within a certain range to deduce everyone's next move. The longer the ability lasts, the more tired Buma will become, and the accuracy of the deduction will continue to decrease.

However, this ability has allowed Buma's carpentry work to improve by leaps and bounds, and his waste of wood has been greatly reduced!

He only needs to use [Everything is Like Chess], and he can carve it in his mind and choose the most perfect path to complete the work.

Now Bouma's work is completely inseparable from it!

Just as Buma was visiting the museum, the voice of the chess king came from the armor of his left arm.

"There are the same kind."

Bouma came back to his senses.

Other Templars?

The chess king said, "Yes Mr. Why?"

Buma started the world like a chess game and immediately locked the position of his peers.

It was a thin man in a black robe, who stood next to the Book of Yao Shen and whispered, "The wisdom of Lord Yao Shen is really untouchable...... I don't know what exactly is hidden in this book. I wish I could see the day when someone could interpret the Divine Book. ”

The other party smiled gently at Buma on the side of his face, and there were wrinkles like scales at the corners of his eyes.

Buma was slightly excited.

It turns out that the contractor of [Mr. Why] is Mr. Longji, the prophet of Yaocheng.

He was also a Templar Warrior.