The old man saw Qi Wufu, Qi Wufu also bowed slightly, the old man let go of the child's arm, and said with a smile: "It was a little friend, haha, I never thought that we would say goodbye a few days ago, and now we can meet here, we are really fateful." ”

"Come on, come on, if you have time, how about a game with the old man?"

The boy looked up and said, "Huh? Don't you go down with me? ”

"So, what about my sugar gourd?"

The old man stroked his head with his hand and laughed loudly, then his right hand went deep into the sleeve robe of his left hand, took out three big coins, bent down and handed them to the child, and said with a smile: "Naturally, there will be no shortage of you, come, buy a big one to eat!" ”

"Okay!"

The child ran away happily.

The old man invited Qi Wufu to come over.

The young Taoist sat down, helped the old man to clean up the chess pieces scattered on the chessboard, picked up the chess pieces that seemed to be some years of water grinding material, and put them into the chess jars on both sides, the old man smiled and said: "I was already idle at home, it was really boring, so I simply went out to find someone to play chess, but recently they have been busy with the New Year's Festival, except for the children, and no one has time to sit with me for an hour." ”

"Playing with children can also make people feel a lot more happy."

"Ha, it's also a joke for you."

The old man put the last black chess piece into the chess jar, this chess piece chess jar seems to have a few ancient meanings, whether it is its shape or appearance, it is different from today's appearance, the old man also seems to be quite valued, the palm of his hand caress the Go chess pieces, and said with a smile: "The last time we met in the teahouse, I put a game of chess on the table, and later found that it was broken. ”

"That day I went back to study this child, and I thought it was really wonderful."

"It's itchy in my heart, and I have long hoped to see you again, come and come."

"Let's try our next game of chess today."

The young Taoist picked up a chess piece, took the lead in white, and said: "My chess skills are ordinary, and the previous play method is because I have seen someone study the fragments of that game, so I remember." ”

"Maybe it will disappoint you, old man."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Then we will play according to that endgame." ”

So under this old tree, the two of them played according to the well-known chess game fragments, the sound of the chess pieces dingdong, but there was a quiet and quiet feeling of three or two points, and soon the chess fragments were placed, and the two began to play slowly, however, the young Taoist remembered the fragments and solutions that he had seen in a dream of Huangliang, and the memory of the chess game was played, and the old man was very slow.

Holding white first, there is a great advantage.

After a while, the old man carried the chess pieces, and he didn't fall for a long time, and finally sighed: "The chess game of the chess pieces has become a [trapped dragon game], and my big dragon has been trapped, no matter how you play, it's just a waste of time." ”

"It's not going to be a game, it's not going to be a game."

"Do it all over again."

"Of course, the money won't be less for you."

"Since the old man has set up this signboard, he will not break his word and become fat."

He put the chess pieces in the chess jar, and then motioned to the young Taoist to also pick up the white chess pieces and take them back, so as to make this game of Go return to the original fragment appearance, and the young Taoist also quietly waited for the old man to think before playing chess, but this eternal fragment is still a fragment of the eternal after all, Qi Wufu insisted on white first, almost occupying a big advantage like the sky.

Coupled with the fragments and various solutions that Huang Liang Yimeng had seen before.

The old man struggled a few times, but he still couldn't stop walking towards the [Trapped Dragon Bureau] fragment.

"Hiss......"

"No, no."

The old man was surprised, but he also had a kind of joy at meeting his opponent, and said, "One more game." ”

Immediately while thinking, he restored the chess game on the chessboard to its original appearance, and invited Qi Wufu to fall with a smile, and the young Taoist mentioned Baizi, and found that the old man was very serious when he played chess, and kept thinking about changes and ways to break the game, and said: "Old man, I like to play chess very much." ”

The old man smiled gently: "Yes, I learned it when I was young, and this time it has come down to the present." ”

"Although the talent is average, I still love it."

"Speaking of which, Xiaodao Chief, your cultivation seems to be much more stable."

"Well, a little bit of an understanding."

"Haha, the little Taoist is modest, you are not a little enlightened about the stability of your vitality."

The two were playing chess and talking at the same time.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "However, when you practice, you must not only study in one place, and not come out, this is what I said to the old-timers when I was in the ancestral house in the East China Sea, saying that [the Tao is completed, especially when you read astronomy, geography, and personnel, and mix it up], and then I feel that everything is in the Tao, but it has its own style. ”

"[In a cognitive change, humble to the heart of the body. Or be quiet to stroke the piano and cultivate the true nature. ”

"[Purify the violent qi and effect it into a mild atmosphere]."

Qi Wufu lifted the chess pieces and thought thoughtfully: "Quiet to caress the piano, cultivate the truth." ”

Recalling the feeling when he stroked the piano, he said, "I see. ”

"Taught."

The old man stroked his beard and laughed: "Then can you keep your hands a little while playing chess?" ”

The young Taoist fell, thought about it, and said, "If you keep your hand, the old gentleman will not be happy, right?" ”

Then the old man laughed even more.

Even if it was a fiasco.

Laughter turns into coughing.

The old man shook his head helplessly, picked up the chess pieces and re-set the chess game, and said without confusion:

"What the old gentleman chose to use to dispel the irritability in his heart back then, was it chess?"

The old man smiled and said, "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, all dabbling." ”

"It's just that the one who stroked the qin back then was a meticulous old gentleman, and the chess edict of the Qiwen Pavilion was a very beautiful girl."

"Back then, I was young and frivolous, and I was obviously the best at painting, splashing ink in the spring and autumn, but because the girl refused to pretend, I was more energetic, and I had to provoke others."

The chess pieces in the old man's hand slowly tapped on the chessboard, and the sound was quiet:

"In the summer, when she was studying the chess game, she wore a green robe and hunting suit, and sat on a tree and watched her; In the spring, she was dragged to go out, and no matter how stinky she was when she played chess, she would have to play it together. ”

"I still remember, one day when I played chess together until the night was darker, she wore a red satin cloak, quietly watching the remnants of the chess game, it was snowing outside the window, the sky and the earth, it was quiet, I could only hear the sound of chess, the chess pieces fell on the chessboard, the lights and candles next to them flickered, and the lights fell."

The old man's voice was gentle when he fell.

The young Taoist thought for a moment and said, "Is that your wife?" ”

The old man seemed to be a little embarrassed, and said, "Yes......"

Qi Wufu understood, and said, "Do you want to crack this fragment and go back to play chess with her?" ”

The old man lowered his eyes and smiled gently, "No." ”

"She's dead."

The young Taoist moved, as if he had never thought of it, and he was at a loss for a while.

The old man said gently: "There is no need to feel any sadness, the matter of life and death is something that we cultivators will encounter after all, even if we are fellow cultivators, there will be a difference between the high and low realms, not to mention that she is not a cultivator yet, there is a panacea, she can prolong her life, but the soul and sexual spirit have their limits." ”

"After all, these things will come into ......"

"So, let's just think it's an old man's mouth."

"If you're worried about this happening to you, you might as well plant a tree now."

"Plant a tree?"

"Hmm."

The old man raised his eyes and said: "Yes, and this year when I planted a tree, slowly the old people scattered, but this tree is growing bigger and bigger, just like the years that have been experienced, and finally there is a ruler and record, follow the memory, you can also see the old people in the memory, maybe you don't think about it, maybe you won't think like me in the future." ”

"Let's just listen to the old man's words and a few words of his own feelings."

"When we come to this world, we have to leave something behind."

"Walking in the red dust, without a leaf on your body, is a kind of road; Leaving traces is also an option. ”

"This tree is my way."

"I see it as I see it."

"My state of mind will always be the same."

The young man chewed this sentence, knew this sentence, it was the old man's feelings, the wind blew, he raised his head, and saw the old man's back, the big tree, prosperous and tall, as long as in this city, standing on a high place, you will definitely be able to see this old tree, when the wind blows, the leaves rattle, the old man's sideburns hanging white hair was slightly moved, but also a vast calmness.

Seeing this tree is like seeing my practice.

Qi Wufu was thoughtful.

There is a branch diagonally stuck in his waist.

The old man suddenly said, "I lost again." ”

He threw the pieces down.

The [Trapped Dragon Bureau] has been completed.

A few more steps, and his great dragon will be beheaded.

Qi Wufu said gently: "This is because I have seen the fragment of the chess game, I will write it down for you." ”

He memorized this chess game to the old man, and the old man listened to it with relish, and sometimes stroked his palms and said:

"That's the solution."

"Ha, it's really exquisite, let the old man think about it, the next time I play this game of chess with you, I will definitely not lose again, I lost more than ten times in one breath today, and I got the chess game, but the money is not enough, if you don't dislike it, this thing will be ......given to you" The old man reached into his sleeve robe, took out an object and handed it to the young Taoist.

"I see that although your foundation is stable, you have not yet learned the methods of clouds and mist."

"This is the combination of the old man's chess fusion and the art of clouds and mist, and cultivation can obtain supernatural powers, and it will also help the vitality rise."

The young Taoist was surprised: "This is too heavy." ”

The old man shook his head and said gently, "If I can crack this fragment, I should thank you." ”

"She'll like some ...... too"

The young Taoist took the old man's manuscript.

After thinking about it, he arched his hand and said:

"Poor road, Qi is not confused."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Old man Ao Liu." ”

"When I'm done, let's play another game of chess."

The young Taoist said goodbye after the promise, got up and left, the world is red and dusty, the pedestrians come and go like flowing water, the child who had taken three big coins bought a sugar gourd, and ran home with a dada, when the family asked him where he got the money, the child said that under the old tree, there was an old man playing chess with him.

So the old man in the family also laughed: "That old tree." ”

"Speaking of which, there's always someone there."

"When Grandpa was a child, he was also there, and he played a chess game with an old gentleman, and he lost that time, but he also took three big coins......"

"Ah, alas, have you seen it too, grandpa?"

"yes, what else did you see today?"

"I saw a Taoist brother go to play chess with the old gentleman!"

The old man teased his grandson and said with a smile, "Maybe you will say the same to your grandson." ”

"Fifty years ago, there was a young Taoist who played chess in an old tree."

"The chess pieces knock off the leaves on the chessboard."

The child's face is full of imagination, causing everyone to laugh, the candlelight and lights fall, through the window, a burst of warmth, the lights are lit up little by little, the old man under the tree studies the chess game, raises his head, and looks at this Zhongzhou capital city, every night, but it is also as prosperous as it was back then, always reminds him of the girl who wore a collar in white, her eyes were light, and she rarely smiled.

In such a long time, I have never seen a flower as beautiful as the reflection in the girl's eyes.

The old man smiled softly and lonely.

"Ah, that's nice......"

"I'm about to untie the game."

"I met a very interesting child, and his talent and understanding are extremely high."

"It's a small road leader, wasn't it the same age when you and I met back then?"

"When I met you, who would he meet? And if more than 100 years later, he is also full of gray hair, playing chess and watching the world, what kind of teenager will he see, what kind of people will he see? So, the world is so interesting, I can't bear to leave. ”

He cleaned up the chess game and walked to the stone bridge step by step, the flowing water reflected the light, someone put flower lanterns, and the lotus lanterns floated on the river, the old man looked at this scene gently, and finally just shook his head, lowered his eyes and smiled gently, and walked into the crowd step by step, muttering in his mouth:

"Qingjiang is a thousand willows, and the old Banqiao is five hundred years ago."

"I once said goodbye to the beautiful woman on the bridge."

"Hate no news to this day......"

Walking into the red dust, like water dripping into the river, there is no trace.

PS:

According to the rules of the ancient game of Go, walk in white.

The poem comes from Liu Yuxi's "Willow Branches", which was changed to 20 years.

(End of chapter)