At this time, General Huai spent a lot of time going to the place where Fan Shang lived, and finally found and pestled in front of the single-plank bridge.

The white temples and the white beard fluttering in the wind did not look messy in the breeze, and it seemed to give General Huai the spirit of immortality.

When General Huai crossed the single-plank bridge, he looked up and saw a plaque that was entwined with cobwebs, disorganized, and could no longer see the four characters on it.

In addition, due to the advanced age of his old family, he passed the sixtieth birthday, and his eyes could not see the above four words clearly.

Even the shadow who had been here before, and after looking at it for a long time, I could see clearly what the words on it were.

This scene is like the previous shadow going here, but the age and appearance of the people are different.

General Huai then sighed, with an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and whispered, "If you want to understand everything in the world, if you don't make it clear, you won't stop." is the biggest confusion in life. ”

Yes, he is an old man in his sixties and seventies, so why should he bother to pay attention to these small things? Sixty or seventy years of life experience has already been very clear, and he will no longer engage in anything that is no longer of any use to him.

General Huai then looked straight ahead, and found two small and dark figures in front of him, so he expected that it must be Fan Shang and the general fisherman, so he walked cautiously, not holding the iron sword behind his back, just in case, very vigilant. If you look at it wrong, if someone is killed in the middle, it will be very embarrassing, and maybe you will return to the West.

General Huai pursed his tongue and walked a few steps forward, only to see that it was Merchant Fan and Fisherman Jiang inside.

The two of them were playing chess and drinking tea on the stone bench and stone table, looking very leisurely, not at all like an old man with white sideburns, but like a young man with three idle hands.

General Huai's face was very sad, but there was also a hint of joy, so he walked over step by step, unhurriedly, and came to Merchant Fan and Jiang Yufu, the two of them.

"The three of us haven't seen each other for three and a half years, haven't we?" General Huai looked at Merchant Fan and Fisherman, and then at Go on the table.

General Huai snorted dryly, leaning his right hand on his chest, "I've been sitting for so long, I've been drinking tea for so long, I've been playing chess for so long, it's so good to be a good student!"

"Watching the chess is silent. Fan Shang glanced at General Huai, gave him a look, frowned, and then picked up a Go game towards one of the centers of the board, preventing the fisherman's white flag from taking root on the corner.

"Looking at the situation, this chess game, I think it's almost over!" General Huai touched his beard and said with a smile.

The two then stalemate for a long time, raising the fisherman's eyebrows and grief, and then calming down and saying, "Don't leave a backhand, Lao Fan." ”

The two of them moved very fiercely, and then the black chess pieces launched a fierce attack on the white chess pieces, but then Fan Shang underestimated his judgment of the fisherman due to his sudden impatience.

The fisherman therefore, hehe, relied on a clever plan, so that the Fan merchant began to rack his brains, had a headache, and didn't know what to do.

Then the fisherman took a step above, and Fan Shang had to respond, and also landed a chess piece next to the piece he had just landed. The fisherman immediately did not make and then hesitated, "Hi!" , a pinch came from behind.

After playing for a long time, Fan Shang threw a black chess piece in the lower right corner. Will the fisherman give up, rob the wood!

"It's a strange chess game. Merchant Fan, you are passive this time. The fisherman bent over, moved his muscles, picked up the wooden stool on which no one was sitting, and moved it to sit down and watch.

The fisherman raised his head slightly, touched the beard on his chin, and asked, "I said, fisherman, why didn't you move the stool here just now? ”

General Huai nodded, silly for a moment, and said, "You care about me?"

"No matter who you are, who do we two care? You say yes, old Jiang. Merchant Fan patted the flies on his body and complained, "This season makes flies during the day and mosquitoes at night. All day long, it's all bugs, so uncomfortable. ”

The fisherman just nodded slightly, "Play chess, old fan." ”

General Huai laughed and said, "Ignore me, you two, you still play your chess well, I, a third party, can't be with the two of you." ”

This sentence caused a burst of laughter from the merchant and the fisherman.

"You just talked, didn't you leave!? Let's go. General Huai glanced at the chess game and Fan Shangshang, and found that the fisherman's conversation and gestures just now were only talking, leaving the matter of playing chess behind, "Let's go!"

......

Merchant Fan had no choice but to kill the robbery and provoke the fisherman again....... Looting again........ In the end, the position is a certainty, and the white pieces are taken back in the upper right corner, and the left is a six. In the end, he won against Fan Merchant.

It attracted a round of applause from General Huai.

"General Huai, what is the purpose of coming from Chang'an?" said the fisherman, pulling his throat, and finally began to ask the truth.

"Veteran, you came out of the land of the gods and made fishing a business. Lao Fan, you actually regard this wooden house as a paradise. I came this time to invite the two of you to return to the real world. ”

After hearing this, the fisherman was furious, and his left hand gathered a lot of white aura, and finally surrounded his right hand, stood up, walked to the opposite side of General Huai, and violently pushed the chessboard towards General Huai.

General Huai stepped back with his feet slightly, caught the chessboard with one right hand, and then drew the fisherman to push him to his stone table again.

Seeing this, General Huai's body was pushed to a big tree behind him by the stone table, and his mouth was bleeding, and then he picked up the iron sword without losing his strength, and with a twist of his wrist, he also wrapped the white aura from the palm of his left hand to the stone table.

The stone table automatically rotated in circles directly with the flow of white breath, and finally turned back like a spinning top, turning towards the fisherman.

A crutch steadied directly at the bottom of the stone table that flew into the air, and then Fan Shang flew away, gathering black and red streamers under his feet, and his body flew into the air with the crutches and the stone table.

A slender fishing line, with a "whoosh", grabbed the chessboard on the table of the stone table, and then the wrist swirled, and the body also turned back, and pulled it back, and the chessboard was pulled directly into the air almost two feet above the ground with the pull of the fishing line.

The wooden stool directly followed General Huai's heavy punch and smashed into the Fan merchant in front of him. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, the iron sword flowed out a strong white aura, and he leaped forward, directly above the stone table that was held by Fan Shang's cane in mid-air.

"General Huai, what do you want!" Fan Shang's face was flushed, and he directly loosened his crutches, and his feet quickly stepped in mid-air, and finally his feet landed on the table of the stone table.

With a bang, the stone table fell to the ground.

Merchant Fan picked up his crutches, bent his waist downward, like an arched bridge, and the crutches caught General Huai's iron sword.

The chessboard swooped down on General Huai, and all the Gos on it fell to the ground.

Seeing this, General Huai directly leaned back slightly, dodging the chessboard, who knows, was hooked by the fisherman's fishing line.

The crutch was thrown at General Huai's back, touched it lightly, and then put it back, and with a twist of his right foot on the ground, the dust on the ground rolled up, and it seemed to roll up a thick layer of dust like a mist in the air.

General Huai's entire body then fell directly to the ground. He slowly stood up, unable to see what was happening in front of him. The corners of his eyes narrowed into a line, and he suddenly sensed several darts shooting towards him, so his feet slowly rose a little distance from the ground, and after turning a few three hundred and sixty degrees, he returned to the ground.

Unexpectedly, a lightning-like streamer appeared in front of him and rushed towards him. The neck was choked by the fisherman's hands that entwined the blue breath.

The dust suddenly vanished, and he saw that the dart was the work of the doorman who had landed on one knee, and then looked straight ahead at the fisherman.

"The demon world has invaded, and the dragon king has moved. Merchant Fan, who had said this sentence several times, attracted General Huai's glance.

General Huai took a closer look, and a red circle appeared in front of Fan Shangshang as if he could travel through time and space. He was staring into the circle with his eyes wide open, as if he were talking to someone in the circle.

"Go to Earth! That's the real place of refuge!" said Fan Shang with his arms around General Huai, and then let go.

General Huai touched his throat, coughed dryly twice, and then pinched his fingers and counted, "No! No, remember the extreme country? There's a powerful magnetic field there. There will be a crisis in both worlds!"

"What then!?" said the fisherman, looking at General Huai, touching his white beard.

"Wait and see! It's your business to go to Earth. I was still in Chang'an City as my Ink Cavalry Leader. After General Huai finished speaking, he turned around weakly and lay down on the ground, and then added weakly, "Merchant Fan." Don't scare the emperor, or I'll settle accounts with you!"

After he finished speaking, he coughed twice more and fainted.

"Go to Earth? Mr. Fan, don't forget me. Hearing the deafening sound of the three of them fighting and talking just now, the doorman hurriedly pushed open the wooden door, walked out, looked at Merchant Fan, and said anxiously.

"No, it won't. Will definitely take you with me. Merchant Fan then looked at the doorman, sweat streaming down his forehead. After a long time, the fierce eyes returned.

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In the early morning of the next day, the emperor had the same dream as before, and then sent back Zong Fei to ask Mr. Run, and the reply was one sentence, "Your Majesty will do this dream almost three times." This is a type of Demon Realm exercise. can make the other person have a nightmare, and, the first time, before the reality of that nightmare. The second time is after that, and the third time will be a few days later. ”