Zhao Xiaobai was secretly vigilant, and immediately immersed himself in the chess game, constantly "long" and "jumping" to find opportunities to escape, and "and", "tiger" and "rush" tried to make contact.

At the same time, he also paid attention to breaking the opponent's eye, breaking his "shape", forcing him to play a "foolish shape", and also breaking the black chess from time to time, so as not to let him easily "work" and fight and go.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't afford to lose this game of chess, not to mention that if he lost, would the gang in the Shenxiao Temple break their word and get fat, go back on their word, and want to go back all the things they sent.

Even if they don't want to go back, they have received so many good things from them, how can they be sloppy and perfunctory?

... The two of them fought hard, playing and playing, and unconsciously played nearly 200 hands, and the black and white chess pieces were divided into several pieces, and they couldn't care about each other. Most of the eyes that have been cultivated with great difficulty have been stabbed off by the other party, and there is almost no living chess in the whole game, and the smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Looking at the mess on the chess game, Zhao Xiaobai regretted it a little, after all, he was strong in blood and strength, and his concentration was insufficient, so he screwed it up as soon as he shouted. In this situation, it is no longer meaningful to grab the corner and occupy the edge, it is completely a big match.

The reason why Zhao Xiaobai chose Go was also after careful consideration, and he was ready to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

I think back then, I was taken up the mountain by the master at the age of 7, you can't force such a young child, day by day, year after year, in addition to reading and cultivating, there is no other little love, right?

So, I was reading books and practicing swords, meditating and contemplating, and ghosts crying wolves...... In addition, in order to kill a lot of lonely time, almost all the chess games in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the North Mountain were memorized by him, and he played them over and over again I don't know how many times.

Besides, in his previous life, as a "985" college student, he was already a famous Go master on campus when he was a sophomore.

After thinking about it again, the little monk Wuchen had to recite scriptures every day, kowtow to incense, and pretend to be pious in front of the Buddha; he had to practice, practicing Sanjiu in winter and morning and dusk in summer; maybe he would hang two big wooden barrels on his shoulders, and he would be driven down the mountain by the old monk's stick to carry water every day.

Well, the world says that if you are a monk for a day and hit the bell for a day, he will inevitably have to hit the bell every day.

In addition, he must also learn culture, otherwise, so many Buddhist classics, exercises, and atlases are so obscure, if he can't read a basket of big characters, how can he refine the identity of a true disciple?

With so many things, any of them is enough for him to drink a pot! How could he have so much energy to play music and learn chess?

Who knew that this time it was up, but it was not like that at all, he recruited the old and spicy, pressing step by step, this chess game is now a mess, it is difficult to judge the situation, which makes people a little big.

After playing a few more moves, soon several "star positions" were also occupied, and both sides understood that they were about to see the sword, and they each planned to make a piece of chess a big rear first, and then move later.

But Zhao Xiaobai's white chess piece was ordered by the little monk to "knife five", and he couldn't live when he saw it. Helpless, he had to return the salute with a "plum blossom six", which was regarded as stabbing his eyes.

If you want to die, everyone will die together, and no one will want to live well.

In this way, it was a full fight, and the players from the Shenxiao Temple couldn't help but gasp, and the players from the Lingbao Temple had red necks. The surrounding spectators, not the masters, probably saw some doorways, knowing that this game of chess had reached a critical juncture, and they suddenly dared not come out.

In the midst of the battle, a "robbery" was soon formed, and while the same piece of chess that was being killed made another "robbery", the situation was even more complicated.

The dustless little monk who was originally going down quickly rarely took a "long test" at this time, pinched a white child in his hand, and did not put it down for a long time, and immediately retracted it as soon as he was about to put it down.

The red and white face was slightly sweaty, and his expression was slightly embarrassed, and he seemed to be in a dilemma.

It turned out that although he fell like a fly, in fact, he secretly calculated the "qi" just now, if he eliminated one of the two "catastrophes" at present, then he would lose one "qi" and die.

If this piece of chess is dead, the implication will be great, and the piece of chess that is wrapped around the periphery is only afraid that most of them will not be able to live, and then the piece of "plum blossom six" will eventually die, and this chess will not have to be played.

However, now there is a place, if he goes down there, if the little Taoist priest gives a face and tacitly cooperates, he can regenerate a "robbery".

There are already two "calamities", and if one more is made, there will be an extremely rare chain of three "calamities", but it is a draw.

This little Taoist priest, who looks like a mouse, actually plays chess so well? It seems that I can only ...... Hum!

Although Zhao Xiaobai didn't know what the little monk was thinking about, he also knew the changes in this chess, and took advantage of the hesitation of the dustless little monk and quickly calculated the "qi". It can be killed quickly, and as long as this game of chess is not stupidly made into a three-calamity chain, it can probably be won.

I finally felt a little relieved in my heart, and I couldn't help but wipe my sweat and look up at the opposite side. I didn't know that I just met the monk's pair of blazing eyes, and there were swords and swords in the flickering eyes!

For no reason, there was a sudden shock in my mind, and I felt a "pop" without paying attention, and in a trance, I felt that my whole body seemed to be flying in the air, and in a trance, I opened my eyes and saw that I had changed the world again.

The willows are still clinging, the small bridge is flowing water, and a winding stone path.

The green clover flowers on the roadside are in full bloom, and there are peach blossoms and cherry blossoms; when you look up, you can see the distant mountains like daisies, the water near you with smoke, the clear sky like a mirror, and the clouds in the high sky.

A lost wild goose flies alone in the blue sky......

Uncle's! Such a picturesque country, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

But my robe was stained, the sleeves were torn, the placket was narrow and small, the trouser legs were long and the other short, and a pair of old cloth shoes showed several toes!

In this appearance, only a broken fan is needed, and you can sing "Where there is injustice, where there is my ......".

And...... It's as if someone has been poured ecstasy soup, like a turtle with a shrunken head, following behind that damn monk's ass, tiptoeing, looking like a deflated three!

Simply that's not the case......

Look at him, the bright yellow monk's robe is clean and neat, the wide sleeves are scattered, the new hundred shoes, the bare head is bright like a light bulb, and the spirit is flying, looking forward to the brilliance, it is really chic and boundless...

Compared to him, I am even worse than a beggar!

Oh yes, this kid is about to lose, but he used the mind-stirring technique to deliberately put on such a scene, making himself extremely chic, and making me so cheap that I can't be cheaper anymore, so I can bargain with me about the price, right?

Doesn't he just want the three tribulations, this one, it's easy to say but not to say, it depends on how he is willing to bleed......

"Little Taoist, the matter has come to this, why rush to kill them all?"

The monk's first sentence was this.

And all the useless nonsense? Hmph, I'm too lazy to take care of you.

Zhao Xiaobai stood on the path, looking at the flowers blooming all over the garden, silent, bowing his waist, looking ignorant. He was like that, obviously with a bad stomach, but he didn't have any good intentions.