Grievance is a very strange emotion.

If you are alone, the more you think about it, the more aggrieved you become, and if you are comforted, you will become more and more aggrieved.

It's just that the former wants to feel more bitter and aggrieved, and the latter wants people to know that they are wronged, and more directly crying.

Xiao Feng couldn't cry, he would only hide his emotions carefully, and then show a calm and breezy face, and said, It's okay.

Therefore, when the old man stood in front of Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng raised his head and smiled awkwardly, "I got up too early, I was hungry and my stomach hurt." ”

The old man was stunned, looked around, and handed over the straw handle, "Help take some." ”

Xiao Feng stood up and held on.

The old man trotted directly to a steamed bun shop, bought a few steamed buns and ran back, "Eat while it's hot." ”

Xiao Feng blinked, a little confused.

"Make a little bit of it first, and then I'll take you to the porridge. The old man said with concern.

Xiao Feng took it and sniffed, "Leek egg filling?"

"Don't you eat leeks?" the old man panicked.

"No, it's not. Xiao Feng blinked, sniffed again, and took a bite.

The skin is very thick, and you don't see green when you take a bite.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and sat slowly against the wall, "Why is it another person, it's not safe." ”

Xiao Feng also sat down, smiled shyly, and didn't answer.

The first few times he met this old man, the old man said the same thing, and he didn't understand what was unsafe.

The old man tilted his head to look at Xiao Feng, and when Xiao Feng ate half of the bun, he suddenly asked, "Are you not a local?"

Xiao Feng pretended to be confused.

The old man didn't ask much, his expression was a little flustered and said, "My little grandson was as big as you when he didn't have it, and I thought it was so big that I came out and ran around by myself, but I never came back after that, and people said that I fell asleep in the pavilion and took it away." ”

Xiao Feng couldn't help but wonder, is there still human trafficking here?

It's not right that he's so old, he's shorter than his peers, so he looks younger, and as usual, he just started to practice martial arts.

He frowned a little as he thought of those who seemed to be puppets.

Perhaps, Tianji Pavilion was not as powerful as he thought.

While Xiao Feng was thinking, the old man was still talking, rubbing his hand on the straw handle, "My little grandson likes to eat sugar gourds the most, I sell sugar gourds, and I hope that one day he will be able to eat the sugar gourds made by his grandfather even if he doesn't come back." ”

"How many years has this been...... It's been thirteen years, and even if he's standing in front of me, I don't recognize him. He sighed softly, "You say, did he go out, or did he go somewhere else to enjoy his happiness?" ”

"Probably dead. Xiao Feng thought secretly in his heart, but he just stuttered the bun in one bite, and after eating one, he returned the rest to the old man, "Grandpa, thank you, I'm full." ”

The old man came back to his senses and frowned, "Eat so little?"

Xiao Feng blinked and didn't speak.

The old man was a little helpless, but he also knew that the baby was not related to him, so why listen to him, he reached out and took it, and stuffed a bun into his stomach in two bites.

He finished eating the bun and brushed his chest, "I'm old, I'm old, my bones are not good, and the sugar gourd won't be sold for a few years." ”

He stood up, "Let's go, grandpa will take you to drink porridge?"

Xiao Feng blinked, but did not refuse.

Drinking eight-treasure porridge, the old man put two spoonfuls of sugar in Xiao Feng's bowl, which was sweet.

Xiao Feng drank the porridge little by little, and almost vomited, for the first time, he felt that there was something worse than medicinal porridge.

The old man looked at Xiao Feng and said with a smile that it was the same as eating a kitten.

Xiao Feng smiled shyly on his face, but he was complaining frantically in his heart.

After dealing with the bowl of sweet dead man's porridge, Xiao Feng said goodbye to the old man, and of course gave five copper plates as gifts, and the old man also accepted them.

When he turned the corner, Xiao Feng felt that his throat was still greasy, so he swallowed his saliva and looked for the gentleman's house.

Junziju is Xiao Feng's second destination, a chess club, where opponents can compete and win money, the specifications are very arbitrary, but they are very powerful.

However, his initial plan, the second place should be the Punch Pavilion, a music workshop, all kinds of music scores and instruments, all of which are fine.

There, he can rest for a while.

But he just wants to drink saliva now, and he won't drink the water in the Punch Pavilion.

So, he went to the Gentleman's House.

The gentleman's house is very elegantly furnished, and most of them are well-dressed scholars, and occasionally some unruly people are mostly revered.

Powerful people are called mavericks, and those who don't have strength are called unsociable, and they can't stay here.

When Xiao Feng lifted the curtain and walked in, the gentleman's house was very quiet.

A roughly-dressed man was talking to the old man who thought he had an explosive beard, and everyone was watching, and the atmosphere was not daring to breathe.

It was clearly a great game.

Xiao Feng was in no mood to watch it.

He looked around, then made himself a pot of tea.

Anyway, seeing that the water is very hot, if he doesn't want his tongue to burn out the blisters, he can only wait, and he has to wait, but the tea is better than water, and it is also refreshing.

Then, with a yawn, he began to close his eyes.

After a while, there was an uproar on the other side of the chess game, and it was a draw.

It's been a draw for the two for an unknown number of times.

Both of them were a little unwilling, but they didn't dare to move.

The chess is one move short, but the whole game is lost.

It might as well be a draw.

Xiao Feng looked at the white gas slowly wafting from the teacup, felt that it was about the same, blew it, and took a sip.

The roughly-dressed man suddenly said, with a very loud voice, "Since we are all unwilling, why don't we choose someone among these people to help us, their wins and losses represent our wins and losses, how about it?"

"Who wins after that?" said the old man with the exploding beard, whose voice was as impressive as his beard.

"Naturally, there will be another game in the future. The man said of course.

"Good. The old man answered, "Who chooses first?"

"Why don't you see who of them is willing to help us?" the man laughed.

"Good!" the old man nodded.

Soon the crowd split into three groups.

One side supports the elderly, one side supports the man, and the other side remains neutral.

Coincidentally, both of them fell in love with one who remained neutral.

It was a young man, dressed in white, and he looked very dashing.

The two of them began to fight again.

"Boy, who do you say you're helping?" both looked at the young man at the same time.

"The two seniors are both leaders in chess, and the juniors are extremely admiring and dare not have the slightest disrespect. "The youth was ambiguous.

Both frowned.

The old man with the explosive beard muttered, "How about I promise you the status of a disciple?"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

The rugged man's eyes widened, "I may be your disciple, plus a chess game." ”

"I'll add a game too. The old man shouted.

"I'm adding one. "The rugged man is not to be outdone.

"I'm adding one too. "The old man is unrelenting.

Xiao Feng listened to it funny, it's just a game of chess, winning or losing is just a breath, is it so important?

The two were at a stalemate for a moment.

The old man suddenly shouted, "Okay, I'll pass you the Tianxing chess game, how about it?"

Tianxing chess game is the essence of this old man's chess skills, so it is a direct inheritance of the mantle.

Everyone was stunned.

The young man fell to his knees all of a sudden, "Thank you, master." ”

The man opened his mouth, but in the end he only said, "You are ruthless enough!"

The corners of the old man's mouth curled into a small smile.

The man snorted and began to look around again, but after all, the juniors who didn't catch his eyes couldn't help but be depressed.

Xiao Feng drank enough tea, and came over with a teapot and a teacup, "Why don't you do it for you?"

The man frowned, not to mention anything else, it would be difficult for people to be willing to use him when Xiao Feng's age was placed here.

The corners of the other people's mouths unconsciously hooked up a little arc, which was the schadenfreude of preparing to watch the show, and some people laughed directly.

Xiao Feng turned a blind eye, "There is only one request from the juniors, if the juniors win, the seniors will invite the shopkeeper of this gentleman's house out." ”

"Little one, what do you ask him to do?" the man did not rush to answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Hand talk, make a bet. Xiao Feng said with a smile.

Almost everyone shook their heads and sighed, apparently thinking that the boy was too arrogant.

The shopkeeper of Junziju is the most proficient chess player in the entire maze except for Tianji Pavilion, not to mention this young man, even if the two seniors join forces, they can't reach it, even if it's just a draw.

It's just that the man didn't shake his head, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The old man didn't shake his head, but narrowed his eyes as well.

They all seemed to have something in mind.

"Wait!" cried the old man suddenly, "the old man can do it too." ”

"You old boy, you're greedy. The man scolded directly.

The old man didn't care, "The old man has some friendship with him, it's easier." ”

Xiao Feng shook his head, "There are already people in the seniors. ”

The old man's brow furrowed.

The man slapped the table and laughed.

Xiao Feng's implication was that this old boy had gone back on his word, and he didn't believe him.

The old man's face darkened.

Everyone else looked at each other.

The two seniors gave up their places, and Xiao Feng sat opposite the young man.

"In Xiajieyuan, dare to ask your Excellency's name?" the young man asked gently.

"It's up to you first. Xiao Feng looked down at the chessboard, completely ignoring the question.

Jieyuan is a little difficult to get by.

Before, because of this young man, his teacher almost gave up on him, which already made him feel a little pimple in his heart, but now this young man doesn't seem to take him seriously, which is really hateful.

The old man with the explosive beard quickly returned to normal, and watched the chess game with interest with the rugged man.

At this time, the two of them actually didn't care much about winning or losing.

Because, it doesn't make sense.

Jie Yuan exhaled, his expression calming down.

He had been watching every step of the two seniors, and he already knew how to break the game, and as for the young man in front of him, he didn't believe that he could think of it just by looking at it twice.

He left a son.

Xiao Feng immediately fell a son.

This one is very nonsensical, everyone was stunned, and even the two seniors were inexplicable.

Jieyuan was also inexplicable, but he only struggled for a moment and then ignored it, and fell into another son.

Xiao Feng also fell into the same place, which was also nonsensical.

Jieyuan fell again.

Xiao Feng also fell into a son.

Whispers came to mind all around, because they were all inexplicable.

One son followed the other, and there were more and more chess pieces.

Gradually, no one around spoke, first, Xiao Feng had already supported more than twenty sons under Jieyuan's men, and second, they were all inexplicable, and they didn't know why he could hold out for so long.

This shows that it is not that people have poor chess skills, but that they can't understand it.

Jieyuan also sensed this, so his movements were slower.

Xiao Feng still followed one son after another, as if he didn't need to think.

After another moment, the old man and the man raised their eyebrows.

Then, the old man's blasting voice rang in everyone's ears, "Black half wins." ”

Jieyuan stayed there, completely unresponsive.

He had no idea where he had lost.

Xiao Feng didn't mean to explain, stood up and said, "Senior, please." ”

Yes, he didn't like the young man, because he used his cleverness in the wrong place.

"No need. A thick voice sounded at the top of the stairs, and a middle-aged man in a light shirt slowly walked downstairs.

He is elegant and gentle, and he can indeed be called a gentleman just by his appearance.

"Chess Master!" everyone owes themselves.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and then bowed to Xiao Feng.

This salute is respectful.

After all, the world dares to carry the whole world on his shoulders, and he dares to wander through the maze so leisurely, and he is just such a person.

Then, he said, "I knew you were going to find it, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." ”

"Someone let me live in Shuiyue Mansion, and then tried to take the contents away, so I shook my hand, destroyed it, and then came. Xiao Feng accepted this salute calmly and explained.

Everyone else was dumbfounded, the chess saint gave a gift to the little kid in front of him, and this little kid still suffered, what was the situation?

Although the two seniors had already guessed who was in front of them, they were still shocked.

It seems that the ethereal son who only hears his name and does not see his person is much more terrifying than they imagined.

Neither of them cared what the others thought.

"No way, there will always be a few stupid people in this world. The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"Sooner or later, besides, the later you will feel that it will be unfavorable to you, and it will be a pity that you will directly invite me out?" Xiao Feng reminded sincerely.

"It's a pity that it's not, it's a big deal that we can hide again, there are a lot of people in the world, and if you are gone, you are gone. The middle-aged man walked up to Xiao Feng, "Your Excellency said, isn't it?"

"Who can say for sure?" Xiao Feng smiled, "Please!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward to look at the chessboard, muttered for nearly a quarter of an hour, and sighed, "This game, I am convinced." ”

He picked up a sunspot, put it in a position, and then twisted another one and fell.

Nearly half of the dead sons in a game have become living sons, and the originally lucky chess game has become a one-sided crush, and there is no suspense in winning.

Xiao Feng watched quietly and did not speak.

The middle-aged man took the two black sons away again, twisted up the white sons, one, two, three, and the dead son became a living child.

The same is one aspect of crushing.

The middle-aged man smiled a little bitterly, "Turning your hands into clouds, covering your hands into rain, your game is completely outside the game, and no one can escape from the palm of your hand." ”

Xiao Feng still didn't speak.

The middle-aged man leaned over to clean up the chess pieces, which seemed to be one in the east and one in the west, chaotic and disorderly, but in fact, it was black and then white, and he picked up the black piece from the last one, and the order was pushed backwards, and one son was not bad.

Xiao Feng smiled, "It seems that you are still unwilling." ”

"Naturally, he was unwilling. The middle-aged man nodded, "I wonder if you can make it to the end of this game." ”

"Then try it. Xiao Feng didn't care, and sat back at the chess table, "Since I won the last game, I should naturally go first in this game, what do you think?"

The middle-aged man frowned and muttered for a long time, "Okay!"

Xiao Feng smiled.

There was a snap.

There is one more piece on the board.

Clean and neat!

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