When the dragon raised its head, the sky of the void suddenly warmed up.

Qingdai can already be seen on the grass near Qingliang Lake, although the willow trees on both sides of the bank do not move, there will be three or two finches on it from time to time, chirping, it is also lively and vivid.

The wind blows a pool of beautiful water, sparkling under the bright sun, and occasionally a few silver silver carp jump out of the water, sprinkling into a piece of sunshine.

The wooden bridge across the water is still across the lake, and the wind runs along the wooden bridge, and the bamboo building at the end is like a river entering the sea, whirling, and quietly disappearing.

The rolled leaves fell on the chessboard, waking up the old man who was napping opposite.

"Not yet?" Li Qiubai's eyelids raised slightly, looking lazy and angry.

"Don't rush, don't rush. Ning Junxi twisted a round and shiny sunspot in his right hand, holding his head with both hands, and did not raise his head, as if he was a scoundrel, and had actually thought about the game of chess in front of him a hundred and eighty times.

"The pattern is sesame, and it's the same when you think about it. Li Qiubai yawned, then lost the patience to go with the person opposite, and went to the bamboo building, "I'll go out with the old man for a while." ”

"No time!" Ning Junxi looked up at the old man, muttered, lowered his head and continued to stare at the chessboard, his index finger and middle finger twisted the chess pieces and naturally tapped the chessboard gently, and the chessboard made a crisp echo.

"Since you can't do it perfectly, it's better to take a step back and open the sky. The old Xiucai in the Confucian shirt and short beard walked away without knowing anything, and reminded Ning Junxi above his head.

"Can you retreat?" Ning Jun asked with a slightly confused expression.

Lao Xiucai rolled up his sleeves and sat opposite Ning Junxi, twisted a white seed with one hand, and patted the table with the other hand, "Come on, just drop the child, I'll help you remember, and then come back." ”

......

Lin Xiao's devil training has ended, except that his body is indeed a lot stronger, and he really hasn't seen any obvious effect.

A few people only rush under the waterfall for two hours in the early morning these days, and the rest of the time is very leisurely except for basic practice.

Li Xiangxiang likes to go to Su Mei, she always feels close, and Su Mei also lives on Li Xiangxiang because of Su Feifei's remnant soul, and she pities this girl a little, and often teaches Li Xiangxiang some tricks.

For example, the first few soul dementoring techniques were good for Lin Xiao's three teenagers.

The only thing that made Li Xiangxiang safe was that even Shifang, a monk, could be provoked, but Ning Junxi was unmoved, just like no one.

Lin Ping likes to be with Sisi, two girls who don't have much mind get together and often laugh together.

Lin Xiao likes to lie on the grass alone to bask in the sun, as soon as he lies down it is noon, and sometimes even the occasional sparrow that flies by likes to jump twice beside him.

He occasionally dreams about something, and he dreams about the person on the tip of his heart, but he only dares to bury it in his heart and think about it in his dreams.

He is so beautiful, and his cultivation is better than him, how can he fall in love with him, just look at him twice and talk, he doesn't want to be unable to even be a friend.

Li Chengfeng and Tang Wanqing have arranged it clearly these days, Li Qiubai said that Li Chengfeng's soul devouring beast's fading may be together with Tang Wanqing's second tribulation, and maybe he, the master, will also be affected by the pond fish, so he trained with Tang Wanqing, a peer who dumped him a few streets, and lived a very rich life.

Qi Sixian is still only close to Ning Junxi, these

Tian has been following Ning Jun Xi, but Ning Jun has been talking to Li Qiubai these days, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he taught him the Qinglian Sword Technique and let him practice in the small bamboo forest north of Qingliang Lake.

Wang Yan and Chen Li hit it off at first sight, and the two often joined hands to fish under the waterfall that drained into Qingliang Lake, and it was amazing that they could return with a full load.

Li Chan often wants to teach his daughters and apprentices seriously, but as soon as he goes out and sees the sunshine, he immediately looks forward to the world outside the cool lake, so he holds small hands and walks around in the void cave for a day, and sometimes he is split by Wang Yan and covered his face with a lion's roar, but he still doesn't remember it for a long time.

Today, Li Chan took his two children to fish under the bridge, and came out from under the bridge with his trouser legs, and happened to meet Wang Yan and Chen Li passing by at the end of work.

The two of them stared at each other.

Later, Li Liuer caught a fish jumping alive and ran out of the bridge screaming, and when she saw her mother, her voice was stunned, and she turned her head decisively, ready to get back under the bridge and sneak away from that end.

"Stop!" Wang Yan pointed at his daughter, frowned, and said, "Come here, are you familiar with the three-character scripture?"

Li Liu'er lowered her head in a weak heart, she didn't finish it yet.

"Little bald donkey, don't hide, come out!" Wang Yan looked behind the two of them, saw that there was no one, and shouted.

Shifang cowered and poked his head out from under the bridge, glanced at it, reached out and wiped the mud on his face, but forgot that there was more mud on his hands, and suddenly became a big face.

When Wang Yan saw it, she couldn't cry or laugh, and she didn't have a good breath, "Come here, is the scripture familiar?"

Shifang looked at Li Chan with apprehensive eyes.

Li Chan's eyes wandered, and he deliberately didn't look at his apprentice.

Wang Yan slapped Li Chan's bald head with a slap, "What are the eyeballs rolling around, they don't study hard, it's not you who provoked it." ”

Li Chan shrunk his neck and resigned.

"Go back. Wang Yan said angrily, handed over his fishing rod and basket to Li Chan, said to Chen Li, pulled his daughter and left with this group of muddy guys, and did not forget to tell Li Liuer when leaving, "Don't forget to change your clothes when you go back, let Shifang wash it." ”

Li Liu'er and Li Chanyi.asxs. head.

Wang Yan kicked over, "I didn't say anything about you." ”

Li Chan naturally didn't dare to hide, and made a grudge that he had been bullied.

Shi Fang wiped his face with the back of his hand, looked up at the three closest people on the side, and did not feel wronged, grinning and smirking.

Chen Li watched the family talk about the trouble, shook his head and left.

......

The chess game in front of the bamboo building, with the respective falls of Ning Junxi and Qiu Bozhong, the situation gradually took shape.

Ning Jun cherishes the time to advance and retreat, and the fall is stable and accurate, but he grasps any gap in the overall situation, advances a little urgently, retreats a little relaxed, but generally controls the overall situation.

Qiu Bozhong's chess path is just the opposite of Ning Junxi, he does not seek to advance, only seeks to ease, retreats and retreats, but occasionally makes a move, it must be a fairy trick, or let the overall situation be chaotic, Ning Junxi needs to think about it for a long time before he will continue to fall.

The two of them have their own pros and cons, but there is no doubt that Ning Junxi has already shown signs of sharp edge, even Qiu Bozhong does not dare to be casual.

The situation is rare and evenly matched.

At noon, the head shines brightly with golden sunlight, illuminating the chessboard against the sun

, mottled and intertwined between the raised hands, it seems to be a dream bubble.

There was scolding from the other side of the wooden bridge, and it was Wang Yan and a few people who came from the stone bridge.

Li Chan's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the subtle atmosphere in front of the bamboo building, he hurriedly made a silent gesture, shrunk his head and pointed forward.

Wang Yan was not a person who messed around, so he hurriedly silenced him, and signaled his daughter and Shifang to slow down and stop talking, just glancing at Li Chan when he looked at him.

Li Chan laughed wryly.

The four of them tiptoed up the bamboo building as much as they could, and soon there was a creak of the bamboo door opening and closing, and the surroundings were quiet again.

Both sides of the game soon took root and became entrenched, and a vicious battle was inevitable.

"Babble"

Suddenly, a white shadow jumped onto the chessboard and shouted.

Ning Junxi frowned slightly, glanced at the hairball with some annoyance, but did not say anything to blame, only reached out to hold the hairball in his arms, and pressed it with one hand to prevent it from giving it another chance to make trouble.

The furball blinked blankly, stretched his neck to see his chaotic chess game, stretched out his little paw to hook the nearest chess piece, but did not hook, and then babbled again.

Qiu Bozhong yawned, moved his lower waist, and sat back slightly forward, "Do you want to continue?"

"It doesn't make much sense any further. Ning Junxi put the chess pieces back to their original positions one by one, during which his head had already begun to push down, and he concluded that if the two of them continued to fall at their current level, the white son would inevitably be killed and lose his armor, and half of the black son would also be eliminated from the game, and after shaking his head slightly.

Qiu Bozhong smiled happily, stroked his beard and said, "The son can be taught." ”

Ning Junxi didn't speak, lowered his head and reviewed the chess games one by one, and finally stopped at the chess game with Li Qiubai at the beginning, thinking about what would happen to Heizi if he sat in Qiu Bozhong's position and didn't back down repeatedly.

The result was unexpected, and it was better to back down step by step.

He couldn't help frowning, he couldn't figure it out.

Qiu Bozhong untied the gourd on his waist and took a sip of wine, "A gentleman can bend and stretch, the so-called Qu is not to make you spineless, learn to detour, before the unification of the Ying Dynasty, there was a famous example called Wei Wei to save Zhao, this is a roundabout, of course, this has nothing to do with Qu, I just want to tell you, don't be too tight in everything, go around, it's best to wrap everyone in, no one can get around, the world will be peaceful." ”

He said a bunch of incomprehensible words, then leaned back slightly, leaned back in his chair, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ning Junxi understood half of Qiu Bozhong's words, and the other half became more and more silent.

He pondered for a while, remembered these words in his heart, and then stopped being entangled, and replayed the chess game with Li Qiubai, put away the chess box and chessboard, put aside the hairball, took out Zhang Baixuan and spread it out on the table, and took the pen and ink inkstone in turn, and drew the two games of chess on the paper.

Bright sunlight pours on your fingertips, casting dappled light and shadow on the paper.

The furball watched from the side, babbling softly and wagging its tail gently.

Not far in front of the bamboo building, Li Qiubai stood on the threshold, glanced at the direction of the stone table, and then turned his head to look at the blazing fire burning in the room, and countless thoughts and troubles gradually piled up between his eyebrows.

After a few breaths, he sighed softly.

"It's almost time. ”

Then, he said.