Sangsang can't play chess, and it's terrible. No matter how the old man thinks about it, after all, he can't get back the situation, as the chess pieces fall one after another, the situation of black chess is obviously superior, and he is about to win in the middle game, but Chen Pipi's face has no pride, his expression is extremely solemn and serious, and his sideburns don't even know why the sweat is like a pulp, and then it keeps flowing down the round cheeks.

On the contrary, the old man's expression was quiet and relaxed, while drinking the tea that Sang Sang had just brought over, he casually and unintentionally dropped the piece, and said with emotion: "I haven't touched the chess pieces in the past fourteen years, and I am really unfamiliar." ”

Listening to the three words of fourteen years, Chen Pipi wiped the sweat on his face, although his expression did not show anything abnormal, but he was moaning and screaming in his heart: "Sure enough, it's him, it's really him!"

The old man looked up at him and smiled and said, "Why did you leave when you were asked to play chess before?"

Chen Pipi said respectfully: "Because you are stronger than me, I can't win against you, so I just leave." ”

The old man looked at the sweat dripping from his face and asked with a smile, "What are you afraid of?"

Chen Pipi replied honestly, "I'm afraid of you. ”

The old man shook his head, sighed and said, "I have served Haotian all my life, but I don't want others to be afraid of me. ”

Chen Pipi was silent for a moment and then said: "The original intention and the result often do not correspond. ”

The old man looked at him and suddenly said, "Your surname is Chen?"

Chen Pipi replied, "Yes, my name is Chen Pipi. ”

The old man nodded and said, "You also know that I didn't come out for a long time, but when I was inside, I heard that you ran out of the temple, and now you are worshipping under the master's door?"

Chen Pipi stared at the chess pieces on the chessboard and said, "Yes." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Then what are you afraid of me? In fact, even if you are not a personal disciple of the master, for the sake of the view, will I still be difficult for you?

Chen Pipi raised his arm again, wiped the sweat on his face, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and dropped a sunspot on the chessboard, silent.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the sunspot he fell, shook his head slightly, and said: "It is said that the world is like chess, in my opinion, it is not a chess piece but a chess road, no matter how far the two lines look, there will always be a time to meet." ”

Chen Pipi smiled bitterly: "I'd rather be a chess piece, black and white will never touch." ”

The old man said, "It's really a coincidence, I just met a monk from the temple yesterday. ”

Chen Pipi was slightly surprised and asked, "There are actually people in Chang'an in the Hanging Temple?"

The old man said, "He is blind, and it is estimated that it will take some time for his mind to come to his senses." ”

The tone of this sentence was calm and ordinary, but Chen Pipi gasped when he heard it. Liang Qi scratched his head angrily, stared at the old man and said angrily: "Look! Look! The people in the temple say that if you are blind, you will be blind, even if I come from the view, what if I am from the temple?

The old man smiled and said, "That monk is the illegitimate son of a sermon master, and you are not the same as him. ”

Hearing this, the anger on Chen Pipi's face gradually subsided, and he returned to a silent state.

The old man asked, "How is the Lord lately?"

Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "I have been in the academy for many years, I don't know how he is now, but he is probably still wandering around. ”

The old man nodded and said, "He is generally used to staying on the southern sea. ”

At this time, Sang Sang came over with the new urn, the bacon in the backyard was still hanging on the pine branches, and a fire was pressed with heavy firewood, so she didn't need to stare at it for the time being, so she came over and asked the teacher's opinion: "How about this urn?"

The old man looked up and asked curiously, "What is it for?"

"Baked chicken soup. Sangsang replied.

The old man was puzzled and said, "Isn't there an old urn at home?"

Sang Sang explained: "The old urn is too small, and when the young master comes back, I am worried that the chicken soup will not be enough for the three of us to drink." ”

The old man knew what kind of important person the young master was in Sangsang's mind, and at this time, listening to her words, he knew that this girl was expecting the young master to live with him after he came back.

Then he thought of something, looked at Chen Pipi on the opposite side of the chessboard, and slowly frowned and said, "Do you know my female apprentice or ...... Know her young master?"

When Chen Pipi heard this, he opened his mouth in shock, completely speechless...... The greatest bright priest in the Xiling Temple for hundreds of years actually accepted Ning Que, a black-faced little maid, as an apprentice?

Knowing what he was shocking, the old man smiled and said, "It's just a chance, and I can't tell the truth." ”

Chen Pipi wiped the sweat on his face with his hands, and then wiped the sweat on his palms onto his thighs, and with these two movements, he dissolved the chaotic feelings, and said, "Her young master is my junior brother. ”

So it was the old man's turn to be shocked, he looked at Sang Sang, and he couldn't understand that the heir he found in the dark was actually the maid of the master's own disciple, how did fate arrange this drama?

Chen Pipi stared at the chessboard, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "I know that he knocked you off the throne and locked you in the Hidden Pavilion, when he was a child, he once told me that you are the real great person on Peach Mountain, so I don't really understand, it's rare to bump into me in this world, but you are reluctant to do it." ”

At this time, Sang Sang noticed the strangeness on both sides of the chessboard, and looked at the two of them in surprise with a new urn.

The old man was silent for a while, dropped a white piece on the chessboard, and said calmly: "The Lord is the Lord of the Views, you are you, and you can't control the relationship between the Lord and you, so this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

He raised his head, looked at Chen Pipi and asked curiously, "In your opinion, I am a very cruel and murderous person?"

Chen Pipi smiled slightly, and said, "The Bright Divine Seat is pure and quiet, and it is known as the person who is closest to Haotian spiritually in the world, but everyone in the world knows that you are not an ordinary Great Priest of Light, and if you go back to the twenty years, the people killed by the Divine Temple's Sect Leader plus the Ruling and the Heavenly Oracle are not necessarily as many as you." ”

The old man sighed softly and said, "This is talking about those two things more than ten years ago. ”

Chen Pipi slowly raised his head, bravely looked at the old man's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through the light and darkness of the world, and said honestly and fearlessly: "The teacher and senior brother are not here, but since I know that you have come to Chang'an City, I must try to keep you, otherwise I really don't have the face to go back to the academy to see the second senior brother." ”

The old man shook his head, looked at him disapprovingly, and said, "The master I had before I was imprisoned has never been the most disgusting kind of moral peddler in the world, why are you so trapped in yourself?"

Chen Pipi said honestly: "If I obviously bumped into you, but I didn't dare to say a word, and watched you leave Chang'an City, the second senior brother would definitely beat me to death after knowing about this matter." ”

The old man said with emotion: "Mr. Second should be not young now, but he is still so bold?"

Chen Pipi said sincerely: "Why don't you let me go and notify the second senior brother to come and meet you?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, thinking that this child's shamelessness was quite cute, and after thinking for a while, he turned to look at Sang Sang, and said reluctantly, "I'm leaving." ”

Sang Sang held the new urn and listened to it for a long time, but he didn't understand anything, but he understood the last few paragraphs, and only then did he know that the teacher who taught his divine art was actually the Great Priest of Light of the Xiling Temple, and he vaguely understood that it seemed that the whole world was looking for the old man. The new urn did not fall from her arms and smashed into pieces on the ground, but her two small hands holding the edge of the urn were extremely hard, because she could not suppress the consternation in her heart otherwise.

The old man looked at her, and suddenly said very seriously: "The shadow of the night is no longer in Chang'an City, and now the academy has met me again, so I want to leave, you ...... Will you come with me?"

Sang Sang looked down at the mouth of the urn like the mouth of the well, smelling the smell of new sand, silent The old man was very good to her, the old man was very lonely, the old man seemed to put all the last weight of his life on her shoulders, the old man hoped that she could leave with her, she knew all this, but she had a reason not to leave. She raised her head and looked at the old man and said, "I'm going to wait at home for the young master to come back." ”

The old man had long expected to hear this answer, and smiled slightly, with some sentimentality in his smile.

At this moment, a very annoyed scolding sounded outside the door of the old pen house: "Just your young master, who knows when he will be able to come back, but I'm curious, who dares to kidnap my apprentice's maid?"

When he saw the figure next to the chessboard who was wearing an ordinary cotton jacket and hunched over like an ordinary old man, the obscenity in his triangular eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a flowing spring above the peak, and it was extremely quiet.

In the moments before the storm, there is always a calm without a fight.

Wei Guangming, the great god of light, who escaped from Taoshan, lived peacefully for a while in an inconspicuous bookstore in an inconspicuous alley in Chang'an City, and then met Master Yan Se on a very inconspicuous winter day.

One is the most unfathomable light shrine in the Xiling Temple for hundreds of years, one is the farthest rune master who has walked on the rune path for hundreds of years, one is a traitor to the Haotian Dao Gate, and the other is the worship of the south gate of the Haotian Dao.

There was a long silence in the old pen room, as if it were dead silence.

Master Yan Se looked at the old man.

The old man looked at Master Yan Se.

Sangsang stared at the two of them.

Chen Pipi stared at the chessboard in front of him, cold sweat dripping like pulp.

Master Yan Se sighed and said with emotion: "I have been looking for you in Chang'an City for many days. ”

The old man sighed and said with emotion: "I have been hiding from you in Chang'an City for many days. ”

Master Yan Se continued to sigh with emotion: "I don't want to meet you like this. ”

The old man said with emotion like him: "I don't want to meet you either." ”

Master Yan Se gradually sighed with emotion, looked at his old friend who had not seen him for many years, and said calmly: "But since we met, in addition to catching up, there are always some things that must be done." ”

The old man stood up, saluted his old friend, whom he hadn't seen for many years, and said calmly, "Please." ”

(Tomorrow morning, I will send the guide to the airport to attend the class reunion, I want to drive, I have to sleep, so I will change it first, and I will come back from the airport in the morning and sleep in the afternoon...... It's hard to rest on a rest day.,Double monthly pass is really annoying.,I don't want to be so diligent.,Don't force me so much.,This plot of old friends to meet in another twenty years.,I really want to write it slowly and happily...... Ahhhh ）