One day, a person claiming to be Lin Xiucai came to the door, saying that he lived at the foot of the mountain and came to visit and wanted to play a game of chess with Bai Qingyun.

Bai Douwen saw that he had a big waist and a round waist, a scruffy beard, and a flat jujube mahogany box under his armpit, which didn't look like a scholar, so he asked puzzledly: "You came all the way down the mountain just to play a game of chess?"

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Wen is a classmate and friend, and when he passed by my house a few days ago, he told me some strange rumors about Ling Sun. If I want to see it for myself today, I don't believe that anything else will happen to me. Lin Xiucai's tone was very firm, and there was a heroic air in his words.

"Childe, this matter is forgiven, he is still a child, and he doesn't want to accompany you boring people to toss around. Bai Douwen refused.

"Master Bai, you don't have to refuse so categorically, let me finish my words. ”

Say. ”

"I'll excuse you. What really happened to Ling Sun was just some coincidences, and what didn't happen was the imagination and speculation of the village husband and laywoman. 'The gentleman is the usual, and the villain is the strange. "Today is to verify the world and prove that those rumors are nonsense!" Lin Xiucai spoke eloquently, righteously.

Bai Douwen heard Lin Xiucai's words in a reasonable manner, and his attitude was sincere and earnest, so he had to nod and agree.

When the maid Xiaocui brought Bai Qingyun to Lin Xiucai, Xiucai couldn't help but sigh: "I thought it was a three-headed and six-armed person, but it turned out to be a handsome and elegant offspring with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes!"

After a burst of laughter, Bai Douwen instructed Xiao Cui to go to the study and set up the chessboard.

"I don't need your chessboard, I brought a pair myself. Lin Xiucai patted the wooden box under his arm with his hand.

"Oh, it turns out that Childe is a professional chess player in the field of chess and cards!" Bai Douwen exclaimed, and said to Xiao Cui: "Take the chess and quickly put it in the study." ”

"No, I'm going to put it on the street, I want to go down in a crowded place. Lin Xiucai was a little stubborn.

Bai Douwen felt that he should not be too public, so he thought of a compromise solution, which was to place the chessboard under the ginkgo tree by the river outside the door.

It was noon, the weather was sunny and the wind was beautiful.

They came to the shade of the tree and sat around a few small stools that Xiao Cui had brought in. Lin Xiucai opened the wooden box, took out the chess pieces, and buckled the wooden box to the ground, and the lid and bottom of the box just formed a chessboard.

Lin Xiucai's chess skills are very exquisite, like an immortal guiding the way, making fatal moves, pressing step by step, while Bai Qingyun is only in the beginner stage, relying on his grandfather's guidance to barely cope.

They worked hard for less than a cup of tea, and many people gathered on the riverside village road one after another.

The villagers knew very well in their hearts that daring to face Bai Qingyun on the chessboard was a challenge to the "Disaster Star". This scholar is too fat and arrogant! He is not afraid of any unlucky things? Out of curiosity, they still stopped and gathered cautiously, but their positions were deliberately away from Bai Qingyun and only stood on Lin Xiucai's side. Of course, they are not all here to watch the chess, but more to watch the excitement here. In fact, most people don't know chess at all, they just watch and wait to see what kind of bad luck will happen to the scholar.

In just half an hour, they were already in the third set. In the first two sets, Bai Qingyun naturally only lost but did not win.

Under the guidance of his grandfather, Bai Qingyun was fighting with Lin Xiucai on the chessboard with great interest, when suddenly, there was a person on the village road wearing a white linen robe, covered in sweat, panting and walking towards this side. More than a dozen steps away from them, the man dressed in linen and filial piety suddenly knelt down, kowtowed and cried: "Brother, the old father in the family has died, please go to the funeral together!"

Lin Xiucai was shocked, and hurriedly scolded: "You are nonsense, my father was fine when I went out, why did I ...... it for a while?"

The man cried, "After you went out, your father led the donkey up the mountain to cut wood, and there was not much time, and the donkey came back, but we didn't see my father come back, so we went up the mountain to look for him, and found that he was already ...... Falling off a cliff...... Woowoo woo ......"

Lin Xiucai's body trembled in shock, slid off the stool, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, crying bitterly. "Dad, my son is not filial, and my son can't live with you...... Woowoo woo ......"

The family urged: "There is no owner at home, and I ask my brother to get up quickly and handle the funeral." ”

So the two cried and stumbled away.

The onlookers were stunned. Standing there for a while, afraid that he would be stained with some bad luck, one by one with a frightened look, hurriedly and quietly dispersed.