Mu Rin began to regret this decision.

Who knew that this Mr. Mo was so patient that he actually taught her all afternoon and night!

Mu Rin was originally a good student with extremely intelligence and strong comprehension, but he just didn't know how to do it! Obviously, he was familiar with the basic rules, but he really played chess, but it was very bad.

Mo Wangchen's smile gradually became a little helpless, he glanced at the dark sky, and simply waved his hand to let Mu Rin go back to the room to rest. Mu Rin was full of chess pieces in his head, almost floating.

Days like this are just the beginning. Mo Wuchen seemed to have nothing else to do, except for taking a walk after dinner, teaching Mu Rin to play chess in the wooden house all day long, torturing both Mu Rin and himself.

Sometimes he couldn't help it, nodded at Mu Rin's forehead and sighed softly that she was an elm pimple, Mu Rin was powerless to refute, this was the first one to dislike her stupid, who let herself not have talent in this area?

Mu Rin's competitive spirit was gradually aroused, making her more and more interested in playing chess. Under such dark thinking, there has been some progress. Mo Wangchen's standards for her have long fallen to the bottom, and seeing her chess skills improving day by day, she does not hesitate to praise her every day.

After a few more days, Mu Rin seemed to have been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du, and her chess skills improved by leaps and bounds, and she really liked this game.

A month has passed like this, and the study of chess is really endless.

Mo Wangchen's chess skills are at their peak and unfathomable, Mu Rin's level can only be rubbed on the ground by him at the beginning, and now he can last for two or three hours before he loses, and this month's experience can be written into a history of blood and tears.

On this day, Mu Rin read an endgame chess book, and quietly laid out the next set when playing against Mo Wangchen, but he didn't expect to be recognized by him in a moment.

Mo Wuchen glanced at her lightly, and the chess style suddenly became fierce, changing his previous calm and unhurried posture, attacking the city and pressing step by step, until Mu Rin lost his armor and lost his armor, and was defeated miserably after a while.

Mu Rin put the chess game on his face, and couldn't bear to see this tragic situation.

"You can also learn a little bit of my chess skills now, and if you think more about it in the future, you may not be able to surpass me one day. Mo Wangchen chuckled, with a bit of helplessness in his words, and his clear and low voice was so good to listen to.

Mu Rin took off the book and put it on the chessboard, sat up straight and looked at him, "...... Why did you suddenly say this, you want to drive me away?"

This is quite polite, but Mu Rin has been living here for nearly ten years, so she naturally has the idea of leaving, but she has nothing to do, and she really can't find anything to repay Mo Wuchen.

Zhongli taught her to try not to owe favors.

Mo Wuchen was noncommittal, he picked up the sunspots one by one and put them away, the beautiful slender and bony hands rose and fell, the black and shiny chess pieces were sandwiched between the fingertips, and the contrast between black and white impacted the sight, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Mu Rin used to think that no matter how beautiful and amazing the skin is, it will be aesthetically tired after a long time, for example, a poignant and glamorous ghost she saw on the Nai He Bridge, she felt very beautiful at the time, and she begged her father to go back to be a maid, but she didn't expect to get bored after watching it for twenty or thirty years...... And the man Mo Wangchen is like a jar of old wine, the longer it lasts, the more mellow it becomes, and people never get tired of looking at it.

There is probably a kind of person who is like this, born outstanding, unforgettable, the first time he saw the amazing time, and he can also be gentle for the years in the future.

It's a pity that Mu Rin has already made up her mind to leave, and she can't appreciate such beauty. She put away the white chess pieces and put them aside, and looked at him quietly with her cheeks back.

Mo Wuchen smiled faintly: "I know you are leaving, and I don't plan to keep you." But Mu Rin, a word of caution, the north is not the place you should be. ”

Mu Rin was surprised when she heard this, and her heart suddenly fluctuated like a calm lake, rippling layer by layer, and instantly turned into deep jealousy, she couldn't help but ask, "How did you know that I was going to the Northland?"

Mo Wangchen's narrow phoenix eyes flowed with a mysterious and bewitching brilliance, which looked magnificent and abnormal.

"It's just the art of face-to-face, otherwise what will you do for your livelihood?"

Mu Rin didn't believe a word, thinking that her father occasionally pinched his fingers and calculated, three or four times out of ten times were not accurate, and he could see the heavens even if he was a mere mortal, it was not simple.

But everyone has their own secrets, and she has neither a position nor the ability to force him to say it, or rather, she is not very interested. Whether it is a human or an immortal, the most interested estimate is still yourself and the things around you.

Mu Rin took out a snow-white chess piece in his hand, tapped it and asked, "Sir, where can I go?"

"You are not willing to stagnate the red dust, so go to the immortal and ask. ”

"Looking for immortals?" Mu Rin didn't know if he was an immortal now, and he laughed at himself a little in his heart, "Where is the immortal?

This is a bit arrogant.

"Asking is just for a clear conscience," Mo Wangchen's eyes that seemed to know everything fell on Mu Rin's face gently, "Go east, if you can pass through the land of Penglai, enter the fairy island Yingzhou, and climb the white bend mountain, you will naturally be able to find the opportunity of immortal fate......"

Mu Rin seemed to be indifferent, she changed her hand to support her cheeks, and the chess pieces continued to knock on the chessboard, and asked casually: "What is the immortal, and what opportunities can it bring me?"

Who would dare to oppose the Emperor of Heaven, who would dare to contain her, and who would be able to help her take revenge? It's just a joke!

Mu Rin is too sober-minded, life is like chess, she has learned chess for so many days, and she knows a lot in her heart.

Without strength, revenge is naturally empty talk. It is not impossible to borrow external forces, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and they don't know that one day they will be eaten by the other party, and the gains outweigh the losses. must rely on her own strength to be invincible, this is the last lesson Zhongli taught her, and Mu Rin felt it deeply.

Mo Wuchen only said two words slowly, "Zhechuan." And he said nothing about it.

Mu Rin finally left with the melon seeds that Bai Lu fried for her, she hugged Bai Lu before leaving, bowed to Mo Wangchen, and said sincerely: "Mr. took in and taught, Mu Rin didn't dare to forget." It's just a farewell today, I don't know when we can see each other again, if we are fortunate enough to meet, Mr. has something to use Mu Rin, and he will never refuse. ”

"Hmm. Mo Wuchen replied casually, but there was no superfluous sentence.

However, Bai Lu watched Mu Rin's figure gradually disappear into the horizon, couldn't help but sniff, and turned his head to pull the sleeve of the all-knowing gentleman in his family.

"Sir, can we see Sister Mu again?" Bai Lu was very reluctant.

"Naturally. Mo Wangchen replied a little carelessly, his eyes reflected the faint sunlight, and under the shallow surface, the bottom of his eyes became more and more unfathomable, as if he was on the edge of the abyss.

After all, at the beginning of the huge chess game, the chess pieces have just been settled.