Lu Baixiang stood up, smiled at the handsome young man with a red mole on his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to signal Cui Dongshan to sit down, "It doesn't matter who learns chess and who teaches chess. ”

One of the strongest Go players in the history of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, he had a hunch that he might be able to play a masterpiece today.

Cui Dongshan sat down, one foot on the stool, bent over, chin resting on his knees, compared to Lu Baixiang's upright sitting, there was a world of difference.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his arm, gently wiped his fingers on the edge of the chess box, and said lazily: "You haven't decided yet, right?"

Lu Baixiang smiled dumbly, he never thought that he would be so despised on the chessboard, but Lu Baixiang was not so confused by this little thing, nodded and smiled: "When I first arrived, there was indeed no fixed stage." ”

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "The matter of setting the paragraph, according to the rules of the world, you can first play three games with a nine-section chess edict, three two one, and the chess edict will let the newcomer have three sons, two sons and one son respectively, of course, the victory or defeat does not affect the final section, it is more of a kind of promotion and honor." Your luck is much stronger than your chess strength. ”

What really determines the rank of the newcomer is, of course, those tie games with the fourth and fifth dan players.

Cui Dongshan raised his head suddenly, "Maybe you will think that you and I will play against each other next, and you will have a chance to play the peak game, so you might as well tell you that this is your illusion." But if you are not convinced, then I will reverse the order, one, two, three, let one son first, let you know your real pound two, how? As for the seat system, or the empty table, you can choose. ”

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "Don't let go, even if I lose, I still know the gap between you and me." ”

Cui Dongshan stretched out his finger and nodded at Lu Baixiang, "I just like your blind conceit that is not afraid of heaven and earth, okay, I guess if it is a concession, you will not agree." Then let's start with an empty table, but if you don't guess, you Lu Baixiang will take the lead in black. ”

Lu Baixiang smiled and asked, "How many eyes should be pasted?"

Cui Dongshan restrained his smile, a little impatient, "Let's talk about it later." ”

Lu Baixiang was a bit of a casual guest, and the chess box in his hand happened to be a black child, so he took the lead in starting to fall.

Cui Dongshan let Lu Baixiang put down the world's first small tip on the "Caiyun Spectrum", black one three five corners, black seven guard corners, black nine small tips, which are unbreakable, but also faintly contain murderous intentions, and the wind and rain are coming.

Cui Dongshan was unmoved, he was decent, and he didn't even use any kind of "no loss" coping method in later generations.

Lu Baixiang was like an old monk who settled down, immersed in the chess game, and forgot himself.

Cui Dongshan is a chatterbox, playing chess carelessly, and began to talk nonsense, really like teaching Lu Baixiang to play chess, "In fact, the seat system is more fun, and the popular empty table start now has its own advantages, and will make the chessboard 'bigger', but if the chess strength is not enough, the ingenious formula of the sages is used up in the prelude, which seems to be full of flowers, but when it comes to the middle game, it is unsightly to make the wrong entry and wrong, the old farmer digs the manure pit, the mad dog bites people, and catches the loach in the stinky ditch, which is very boring, and can make the chess viewer doze off." ”

"Today's people comment on the seat system of the ancients, and they prefer to belittle the prelude, and only admit that the Central Plains in the middle is very exciting, but in fact, it is still not quite right. ”

"Lu Baixiang, your intuition about the chess shape is not bad, but it is only not bad, as for the chess theory, it is like ...... The dirty clothes on Sui's right, don't you touch it, you haven't even seen it. ”

The chess game is roughly regarded as having just entered the middle game, and Cui Dongshan, who is chattering, has already covered the chess box with his palm.

Lu Baixiang raised his head, "What is Mr. Cui doing?"

Cui Dongshan was stunned, "You didn't see that you had lost? ”

Cui Dongshan raised his hand, "Then continue." ”

Lu Baixiang frowned and continued to fall.

It is undeniable that when Lu Baixiang plays chess, he has an outstanding demeanor, whether it is reaching out to twist the piece, leaning over and falling, or examining the chess game, he is all romantic.

It's a pity that Cui Dongshan doesn't look at these at all, and even the chess game, Cui Dongshan is not very attentive, and the pieces are like flying, and after the white pieces take root on the chessboard, he is bored waiting for Lu Baixiang, probably this is the reason why he has been nagging, it is too boring to wait.

Cui Dongshan said casually: "Chess and empty chess, in fact, there are no advantages or disadvantages, and now chess players are fighting for this and that, in the final analysis, it is still the view of the chess game, which is not deep enough and not broad enough." In fact, in addition to the ten games of Caiyun, there should have been an eleventh game, as for the chessboard, it is not just nineteen vertical and horizontal, it is too small. ”

Lu Baixiang's heart tightened, paused for a long time, and silently stared at the chess game that was actually not complicated.

The opponent has no powerful killing moves, no clever exchanges, and no so-called demon knife slash.

It's like just being clean and relaxed, Lu Baixiang played half a game of chess with him, and he has been patiently waiting for him to admit defeat.

Lu Baixiang was in a heavy mood and placed two chess pieces in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

Throw in the towel.

Cui Dongshan yawned, "That's right, I'll just say that you don't have to think about anything that is inappropriate." Next, let you have a son?"

Lu Baixiang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Cui let me have two sons, how about it?"

Cui Dongshan laughed and said: "Those who know the times are Junjie, not bad, not bad, I will teach you this game of chess in vain." ”

Lu Baixiang smiled bitterly and was speechless, and after stabilizing his mind, he began to clean up the chess game, and finally took a deep breath and started the second game.

Cui Dongshan still didn't have the posture of going all out, but just asserted early, "I make no mistakes every step of the way, and I will naturally win." ”

After the chess game reaches the middle game, Lu Baixiang often needs to take long exams.

Cui Dongshan didn't have any urging, but he often looked left and right, and he didn't do anything right.

After Lu Baixiang fell into a son, he took the initiative to ask, "It's just a step-by-step?"

Cui Dongshan snorted, "That's it." But what I call innocent is not what I said to an ordinary nine-dan national player, you don't understand, this is a profound knowledge that is 108,000 miles from the ground, how can I teach a school Mengtong?"

This game of chess, after all, dragged Lu Baixiang to the final stage, but he still threw himself into defeat.

Cui Dongshan changed suddenly, became interested, and asked with a smile: "In the third game, let's have some small lottery heads?"

Lu Baixiang asked rhetorically, "What color head?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "My husband told me that each of you has a sentence, and I already know the general content, but I also know that among you, someone must be lying, not necessarily all false, it should be half-truth, it stands to reason that you Lu Baixiang is the most suspicious, because your sentence is the most like nonsense, but these are not important, if I win the third game, you Lu Baixiang only need to tell me, who do you think is the most likely to lie, you can say it to anyone, as long as you give me a name." ”

Lu Baixiang couldn't cry or laugh, "In this way, is there any meaning?"

Cui Dongshan said seriously: "Yes." ”

Lu Baixiang pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Two rounds are enough." ”

Cui Dongshan said with a disappointed face: "Your chess strength is not difficult to get a strong nine dan in Aquarius, although it is only equivalent to the ordinary nine dan in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, but it is not bad, learn some more chess, play more scores, and in the future, in the middle earth Divine Continent where the master is like a cloud, you can have a place for your Lu Baixiang, so that your three sons dare not play?"

Lu Baixiang hesitated for a moment, and asked curiously: "Mr. Cui's chess skills, can he be ranked in the top ten in this vast world?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Go is just a small path, what if you enter the top ten? Some of the monks of the Upper Five Realms of the Yin and Yang Families and the Masters of the Upper Five Realms are all proficient in this way, and then, they still don't beat the monks of the same realm to cry and cry for their mothers?"

Lu Baixiang's eyes were hot, "Dare to ask again, how big is the gap between Mr. Cui and the City Lord of White Emperor City?"

Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "Send a horse who takes the lead in black." ”

Lu Baixiang's mood gradually stabilized, and asked with a smile: "If I let the third son win, what should Mr. Cui do?"

Cui Dongshan pointed to the book "Caiyun Spectrum", "I ate it." ”

Lu Baixiang only thought it was a joke, and couldn't help but ask again, "What is the difference in chess strength between Mr. Cui and that great Li national teacher, Cui Yun?"

Cui Dongshan glanced at Lu Baixiang and did not speak.

Lu Baixiang apologized: "It's me who was rude." ”

Cui Dongshan stood up and asked, "How do you feel after losing two games?"

Lu Baixiang got up and said happily and sincerely: "I have benefited a lot, although I am still honored." ”

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said disapprenously: "How can you be qualified to say the last four words." ”

looked at Cui Dongshan's back.

Lu Baixiang sat back in his seat and began to review alone.

Cui Dongshan walked in the corridor and muttered, "Wei Xian, it's a little dangerous." ”

Then he laughed at himself, "What is this?"

He smiled suddenly, and knocked on the door on Sui's right, "Sister Sui, are you here?" I have already finished learning chess with Lu Baixiang, and I will learn swordsmanship from you?"

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After Chen Ping'an put the treasure box back in the bamboo box, he left the inn alone and casually visited the local customs.

Small county town, although the sparrow is small, there are all kinds of organs, Wenwu Temple, City God Temple, county government school, all kinds of shops, everything.

The potholed yellow mud road, the budding willow trees, the roosters and dogs barking, the brand new Spring Festival couplets.

The foreign traders who are in a hurry to do rootless business, and the children who are running, most of them are wearing new clothes that they put on during the New Year, and they are full of vitality.

Walking and walking, I unconsciously walked to the outside of the Wu Temple, during which I passed by a temple of the God of Wealth, compared to the deserted Temple of Literature, the incense was vigorous.

Chen Ping'an has walked millions of miles of mountains and rivers, and found an interesting thing, the secular people, who seem to respect the great gods but are not close, are more intimate with the God of Wealth Temple, the Land Temple and various Niangniang Temples, these small ancestral temples with low gods. For example, in the Qingluan country where there are many temples in this Taoist temple, the main god in the central hall, the common people often worship the incense and worship, and often stay for a short time, but at the feet of some gods who are in charge of something, after kowtowing sincerely, they will recite words and pray for wishes.

Chen Ping'an walked into the Wu Temple, and there were only a handful of pilgrims.

The statue of the god is the appearance of a military general, painted clay sculpture, holding an iron shovel, hideous and angry, very majestic.

The temple did not show up here, Chen Ping'an is now a martial arts five realm cultivator, but the injury has not yet healed, there are pros and cons, there is a glimmer of hope, to fight for the ethereal strongest word. Of course, the premise is that Cao Ci, the genius of the Daduan Dynasty, has already entered the Six Realms of Martial Arts. In the sixth realm, the key is to find a heroic courage, which is a bit similar to the Jin Dan of Qi Practitioners. In general, there are two shortcuts, one is to enter the martial temple, try your luck, see if you can get favor, and be given a martial luck.

The other is to go to the ancient battlefield ruins, and those ghosts die and do not disperse the battlefield heroic spirits to fight, but quite dangerous, ancient battlefield ruins, there are few single-handedly wandering heroic spirits, those spiritual wisdom has never been scattered heroic generals, there are a number of Yin soldiers and Yin generals under their command, extremely difficult, the book purchased from the inverted hanging mountain fairy book, recorded that there is a huge site in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the heroic spirit has the equivalent of the twelve realms of the Qi practitioner cultivation, plus the equivalent of the military saint sitting on the battlefield, is tantamount to a legendary Ascension Realm, there are hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers and Yin generals under his command, according to legend, the successive Dragon and Tiger Mountain Great Heavenly Master before succeeding to the throne, need to go to this place to experience, even more than the tragic occurrence of the fall.

Chen Ping'an has never had hope for the gift of the martial temple, today is nothing more than a walk here, more or yearning for those ancient battlefield sites that will go down in history, relying on his own pair of fists, to play a real sixth realm.

Chen Ping'an stood alone in the main hall of the martial arts temple, the martial arts temple in the county seat was too small, there was no place to ask for incense, and the common people came with their own incense, Chen Ping'an felt that his hands were folded, as if it was not very suitable, so he simply clasped his fists and saluted the martial saint as a martial artist, and then turned around and left.

Outside the main hall, spring is bright.

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold.

Now that the Changsheng Bridge has been rebuilt and the first natal object has been successfully refined, Chen Ping'an has stepped into the threshold of qi practitioners with one foot.

But this is by no means a great blessing, there are few good things in the world that have both bear paws and shark fins, especially the two identities of qi practitioners and pure martial arts, which are opposite, although it is not that no one cultivates both, but looking at several worlds, there are very few, there are some sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Taoist priests in the sword room, and several freaks that Cui Yun once inadvertently mentioned, belong to this list. The reason why this move is regarded as a stupid thing by orthodoxy is that the further it goes, the more likely it is to make a near-fatal mistake, it is not easy to practice qi and knot Jindan, and it is even more difficult for Yuan Ying to break the bottleneck and destroy the heart demon.

Once you choose to open up two paths at the same time, it is tantamount to asking for hardship, and it is easy to not rely on both ends, and the final achievement is limited.

Just as Chen Ping'an's right foot was about to step out of the threshold, a ripple of aura rippled behind him, and a mellow voice sounded, "Immortal Master, please stay." ”

Chen Ping'an turned around and walked back to the main hall, the painted statue rippled with a layer of golden light, and then a middle-aged military general wearing gold armor walked out of the statue and landed in the main hall.

The local martial saint of Qingluan Kingdom clasped his fists and said with a smile: "This matter is thanks to the help of the student of the immortal master, so that our civil and military temples escaped, I wonder if the immortal master can give us a chance to repay it? ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "This shot is the meaning of my student, it has nothing to do with me, and the martial saint doesn't have to thank me." I just happened to be passing by this time, and I was so bothered. ”

The Martial Saint said helplessly: "I want to bother more." ”

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

Shinto incense is the most wonderful.

Chen Ping'an was fine, so he simply picked a futon and sat down, and the martial saints set up some obstructions to prevent them from frightening mortals, so they also sat down.

Chen Ping'an asked some about the origin and etiquette of the two temples, and also asked some things about the literary courage, this question was mixed with chaotic questions, and it was not abrupt.

The martial saints knew everything and answered them one by one.

Chen Ping'an got what he wanted, got up and thanked him and said goodbye, the martial saint was just sent to the door of the main hall, and after the young immortal master gradually moved away, the golden body deity returned to the clay statue to perch.

A young man dressed in white walked down the street, walked past the green trees, walked past the yellow dog lying on the ground basking in the sun, walked past the laughing children, and the young people muttered to themselves and chattered in fragments.

"At your age, there are always things you can't do, or you can't do hard. What does it matter, it doesn't matter. ”

"Doing something badly is not the same thing as doing something wrong. You are young, and you don't have to be afraid to make mistakes, but this is not a reason to know your mistakes and not change them. ”

"If you have a sensible father and mother, if you make a mistake, they will beat you and scold you. If you go to school, the master will take a ruler and a board to pump your palms. The little treasure bottle has Mr. Qi and the eldest brother Li Xisheng. Cao Qinglang has a father and mother, and now he is in school again. You don't have any. It's okay, I'll teach. ”

"But how is it best for you? When I was your age, no one taught me. ”

The young man from the countryside walked past the Spring Festival couplets with very ordinary handwriting, and the door god with poor painting.

He was in no hurry to return to the inn.

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something, turned into a secluded alley, and took out a yellow paper talisman from the jade plate nearby, which was the one where the dry bones and ghosts of the Caiyi Country lived. It's just that Chen Ping'an had suffered a female ghost in a wedding dress earlier, and he naturally didn't like the flow of yin things, and he left Osmanthus Island until now, and he has never given the female ghost a chance to appear.

At this moment, after she saw the sky again, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while, standing in the shadows, slim, but gloomy.

She was wearing a gorgeous colorful robe with wide sleeves, and her hands were hidden in her sleeves, but Chen Ping'an knew that in addition to that beautiful face, the female ghost's neck was full of white bones.

She gave a blessing, revealing two snow-white ...... Dry bones and wrists, the posture said delicately: "The slave has seen the master." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, so he hesitated.

When the contract was signed, Chen Ping'an learned that the female ghost's real name was Shi Rou.

Chen Ping'an kept an eye out for anyone passing by nearby, while brewing words in his stomach.

She smiled and said, "Does the master need the slave to do something not very clean? The master does not need to hesitate, this is the duty of the slave and the maid." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, shook his head and said, "I don't want you to do those shady pickles, you are a woman, I want to ask you something that you are good at." ”

The dry bone female ghost narrowed her eyes, "Oh, dare to ask the master, but what about men and women?"

She laughed, a dry arm sticking out of her big sleeve, covering her mouth and smiling, but her eyes were cold, "I never thought that the master still had such quirks, but it was the blessing of the slave and maid." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't care about the sarcasm in her words, and said helplessly: "I want to ask you if you were married to a wife and taught your husband and children before your death? ”

She was confused, obviously Chen Ping'an's thoughts, she was very surprised, the soul of the early years was detained in that picture scroll, and the old immortal master was used to doing the vicious behavior of the tiger, and it was better to be disgusted against her will than to watch the souls of the sisters fly away, and the souls of some poor sisters were even more used by the old man to use the extremely ruthless "method of sitting on wax" in the immortal family's magic, lighting an oil lamp, and the soul as a wick, a little bit of dissolving, extremely miserable, except for her, who dares to disobey?

As a result, now that she has a new owner, how can she change so much?

She breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head, and said, "The slave maid never married before her death, and she didn't know what her master said. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, and without saying a word, he took her back from the talisman and put it in the close distance.

In the darkness of the talisman cage, the female ghost's figure is fluttering, and her face is stunned, this is the end?

She had some resentment, she knew that this was the case, shouldn't she fool him, how long had she not seen the scenery of the world outside?

Even if she was affected by some of the pain of being blown like cutting flesh by the wind and shaking like scraping bones by spring thunder, she was also willing.

Chen Ping'an walked out of the alley, and finally sat on the outer steps of a closed house, with his knees crossed, stunned.

Walking past a family of three dressed simply, the child was innocent and carefree, and the woman was red-eyed and seemed to be a little aggrieved, so the man smiled and said good things, carrying a long strip of meat wrapped in oiled paper. But the more attentive the man became, the more annoyed the woman became, and at last she simply took her son by the hand and walked away quickly, leaving the man aside.

The man bent his waist, a little tired, this trip to accompany his daughter-in-law back to her mother's house, several sons-in-law got together, there were yamen errands, some in the wealthy portal as a gentleman, of course, there is such a farmer as him, the old man gave a return gift, the other two sons-in-law got the pork leg, he can only take a piece of meat, he naturally has a fire in his heart, but the daughter-in-law complains about him, he is a man, do you still have to quarrel in front of the child? The man sighed, and suddenly found that there was a young man squatting at the door not far away, with an unfamiliar face, so the man subconsciously straightened his waist and smiled at Chen Ping'an, and then trotted towards his wife and children who were getting farther and farther away.

Chen Ping'an looked at this scene, although he couldn't understand words, but he was originally from a poor place like Mud Bottle Lane, he was familiar with the bumps and bumps at the bottom of the market, and knew the trivial things that slowly wore out people's hearts, so Chen Ping'an could roughly guess that when the child was older, I am afraid that he would know the bitterness of his father and mother, maybe he would work harder in the school club, and he might smile a lot less, and he might feel that his father who stood up to the sky in his heart turned out to be a bit of a wretch, and he would dislike it with his mother, but it was also possible that on the way home today, he would help his father carry the piece of meat, and then his father and mother would be reconciled as before, I feel that life can go on in the end.

It's all possible.

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Pei Qian copied books in his room.

After copying the book, she quietly stood at the door, eavesdropping on the movement outside.

I just waited for a long time and didn't hear footsteps.

She crouched with her back to the door, looking at her toes.

At the earliest, she was not used to walking on mountain roads, and the soles of her feet were full of blood blisters, and she didn't dare to pick them with thorns.

A man squatted next to her, helped her pick them one by one, and then applied some mashed herbs, and it didn't hurt.

When Pei Qian was in a daze, a familiar voice sounded outside the door and asked, "Did you copy the book today?"

Pei Qian immediately jumped up and shouted, "It's done!"

The footsteps faded away, followed by the soft closing of the door next door.

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