"Bang Bang!!"

At noon, the sky was clear, and there were white clouds. It's also a little miserable...

In the past few days, the innocent clouds have been marked by the endless high-flying birds. It was the beautiful girl whose beautiful face was ruined by the wicked who were jealous of her face. And at this moment, above the Nine Heavens, there are too many wicked people like this. Like swift dark clouds, like a rainstorm flowing backwards, covering a corner of the blue sky.

It's an endless bird of faith!

With the passage of time, the pace of the Lantern Festival is approaching little by little. Messages from all walks of life, no matter how big or small, as long as it is a strange thing that happens in Yueyang City, it will be tied to the claws of a bird and spread to all parties.

A pool of rivers and lakes that are about to boil are bursting with blisters...

"Da Da Da!!"

"Drive!"

Devil chain mail, red tasseled iron helmet, and a sheathed steel knife hanging from the waist. Riding horses and whipping, iron hooves galloping, crushing dust and flying dozens of miles up and down the long street. Three military teams composed of countless Sanhe Humvees were entering from the east, west and south gates of Yueyang City. Vast and endless, there is no end in sight. The iron-blooded heroic posture of the sergeant is warning everyone who can see him that the military is supreme!

Looking at the other side.

The Seven Star Courtyard in the east of the city summoned hundreds of craftsmen at some point and busily set up a high platform on the stargazing platform. The platform is dozens of zhang high, with the west building as the center, and the platform is built with bamboo and wood on eight sides. On the stage, there are ingots, candles, incense, fruits, flags, runes, and other items used in daily practice.

This should be an altar...

Actually, it's not hard to understand.

There are thousands of disciples of the current master family of the Seven Star Academy, most of whom are orphaned children who have no father or mother. Their ancestors all had a common death date. It's just that there are taboos on the day of death, in previous years, the Taoist chief in the courtyard didn't dare to have such fanfare, and he couldn't do it magnificently.

Because, that day is the "fifteenth day of the first month".

A day that has been taboo for twelve years...

Sacrifice the high platform, mourn your relatives.

Twelve years of revenge are hopeless,

Where are the yellow bones now?

On the Yingshui River, look at the inside and outside of the southern region.

The red cloth covers the sun, and the heroes gather.

Iron rode into the city and slaughtered in all directions.

Rolling waves, waiting for the Lantern Festival!

Perhaps, as some of the conspirators have said...

This is the last omen before the collapse of the sky.

"He's at the end of the day, no matter who kills the deer..."

"No one can escape and be cleared. Even if the two ears do not listen to the things outside the window, and only read the books of the sages, the same is true. ”

“......”

Ask the sky mountain, the second floor of the building.

A game of chess, black and white, with dense pieces up and down the board, very messy. One cold and one light, two cups of tea are connected and placed side by side. One is long and the other is small, and the two players sit opposite each other. And there are as many as eight people watching the chess here...

Eight old Confucians.

After the two of them took out the chessboard and picked up the chess pieces. They all sat around with bamboo stools. Seeing now, two hours have passed. But they looked at them with sad faces. It seems that there is something hard to say, and I am really embarrassed to say it...

Because, in the game in front of them, the chess path of the two people... What a suck!

is so rotten that even the yellow-haired child who knows a little bit of chess is more than 100 times stronger than him. What kind of chess is this? One poke in the east and one in the west, it's just fooling around. So much so that in a good game, these two people played six sets, and they have not yet won or lost.

If it is not the chess side, there is a pavilion master who asks the sky. If it weren't for the fact that there was no such thing as watching chess and being silent. These old Confucians must have to be scolded a long time ago!

"Whoa..."

The chessboard is full, and there is nowhere to go, and it is time to liquidate again. The Cao Pavilion Lord waved his hand casually, and the sunspots on the board were pushed off the chessboard by a gust of breeze. Then, he swung his long sleeves and put all the remaining white pieces on the chessboard on the bamboo table in front of him.

"You have to say this to your husband. "The Lord of the Cao Pavilion first held a white son, and then put it in the center, and said.

Heizi rises and falls next to Baizi: "Grandpa Zhi said that now the mountain is carried by you, so I want to talk to you." ”

The white son falls, next to the black seed, forming a triangle.

"Then you don't convince me...

Even if you win the game, it's useless. ”

“......”

The sunspots fall, the whites go up, and the becomes...

All right... At the beginning of this fourth move, the chess moves on the board began to mess up again. People have no words, the only hand is up and down, without interruption. It seems that these two people are really messing around...

“......”

The tea is fragrant and old-eyed.

The eight old Confucians next to him really couldn't understand which play these two were singing. After a break in the dialogue, dozens of hands had already fallen on the chessboard.

"Da..."

After casually leaving another son behind, Xia Xun said lightly again: "I'm just telling you a fact, as for whether I can convince you." I think you know it very well. ”

I don't know if it's what Xia Xun said, it doesn't make any sense, or something else. The Lord of the Cao Pavilion just fell silently and did not answer again.

When the sunspot fell again, Xia Xun ignored the attitude of the Cao Pavilion Lord, and continued: "Twenty years ago, the immortals came to the world, established a contract with the Heavenly Dao, and killed the world peacefully. At that time, the reason why no one dared to disobey the order was because it was fledgling and the power of heaven was supreme..."

After a slow speech, Xia Xun raised his head slightly, and then said: "And, twenty years later, something has happened in the Pure Yang Palace, there has been no immortal habitat on Penglai Island for a long time, and half of the heavenly punishment has been cut off. Two uncles, one in the Tower of Babel, is in charge of the lifeblood of the Tang Dynasty. One is located in the Chunyang Palace, ruling the world to cultivate ox ears. My grandfather was in Beimang, and he had been indoctrinating in the wilderness for 20 years. Even the remaining Uncle Taishi, at least three of them have formed a joint force to help King An lay ambushes everywhere in the Tang Dynasty.

This is the general trend...

If Kyoto wins, ask the Tianshan Mountains and even the world's scholars, they will be turned into a second river valley and turned into a thousand miles of unjust souls. This result is inevitable because this is not the same as it used to be. If An Wang wins, since he took the opportunity to enter the game twelve years ago, then Wentian will inevitably find an excuse for him to cut the grass and eradicate the roots because of the matter of Prince Ming. When the day of the unholy heaven is asked, it must be the time when the fish is on the anvil. These, I think you should understand.

So... There is only one option left for you now. ”

“......”

Xia Xun said a long word, speaking very slowly, but the texture was clear, without pretending. When he finished speaking, the pieces on the chessboard were already in the staggered between the two hands, almost half of the chessboard was landed. It can be seen from this that the speed of the two people in the game here is how fast they are.

"Hehe..."

Noncommittal smiled, as if disdainful. After falling into a son, the Cao Pavilion Lord said coldly: "What you said, I understand. But..."

After a pause, he replied: "You are not qualified to say this to me, do you understand?"

"Da..." Xia Xun fell into a son, then spread his hands, pretending to be innocent and said, "Qualifications don't matter..."

"You are not qualified enough for my grandfather to say this, and he can't tell you. If you let Uncle Yuan come, I'm afraid that he will beat you up when he talks about it. So, in desperation, I had to tell you myself.

As long as you can understand what it means, it's done. ”

“......”

Rude...

Very rude!

Although Xia Xun's words were plain, in the wording, it was easy to see that he was contempt for what the pavilion master had said earlier. While not emphasizing the number of courtesies, there is no half-heartedness at all.

"Humph!"

"Hou Shengzi, pay attention to your seniority when you speak, don't be so arrogant. ”

"That's right, it's not big or small, you be careful that we beat you up first!"

“......”

No, the master of Cao Ge can still bear it, but a few old Confucians watching the chess next to him can't help it, and with a straight face, they took out a preachy tone from the past and went to Xia Xun to drink.

"Uh..."

And Xia Xun was not angry, he lowered his mouth, looking very innocent, glanced at several old Confucians, and said humbly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I also have that sentence, just say that." If it weren't for that, everyone would have hidden it, and then it wouldn't have been able to say it..."

As he spoke, Xia Xun looked back at the Lord of the Cao Pavilion and left a son.

Said: "Pavilion Master, do you say this is the truth?"

The white son falls, the black son rises, and the chaotic chess game has no so-called routines at all. Pavilion Master Cao didn't answer this question directly, and said in a slight circle: "When you first came to ask the sky, I guessed with Guanchuan that you were the pawn of the hidden master. Now it seems that this speculation is beyond doubt. ”

"Uh... That's what Grandpa Chi said a few days ago..."

The mouth is deflated, and it is not cocked. Xia Xun still looked innocent, and he fell behind in chess. He continued: "But, this question really doesn't matter anymore. If you have to think so, that's right. After all, I'm really doing what a chess piece is supposed to do. ”

Pavilion Master Cao let out a silent sneer again: "Then why do you need to pay attention to my thoughts? From the day Mr. decided to enter the game to save you, Wentian was already on your side. ”

"No, no, no..."

Xia Xun clinged to the chess pieces and waved his hand: "This is different..."

"Grandpa Zhi also said, now you are carrying the sky. So everything has to be convincing to you, so that you can be foolproof. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like that. ”

Falling white, the corners of his thick mouth were slightly upturned. With a touch of cold chill, Pavilion Lord Cao looked at Xia Xun calmly. There's ridicule, there's contempt, there's a little anger. After looking at it for a while, he said slowly, "You can't convince me. ”

"Not necessarily..."

After one more drop, Xia Xun didn't take any more chess from the chess slip. His eyes were looking at Lord Cao Ge, neither humble nor arrogant, very plain.

"Although, I'm still young..."

"But if it's just strategy, I think I'll be a little bit better than you. If I really want to convince you, I just need to say one more thing. It's just that this method is too spicy..."

"I don't want to say it..."

“......”

Arrogant!

Arrogant and arrogant!

Xia Xun said this mercilessly, but this is also his character. Be calm when you should be calm, and you can also speak surprisingly when you should shoot, suppress your lips and tongues, and leave no retreat for the enemy.

"Heh..."

Lord Cao Ge, the cold color became Jun.

Obviously, he couldn't see Xia Xun's restrained sword, which was like a hidden sharp sword and was about to be unsheathed. Jun Se smiled dryly, the two looked at each other, did not fall again, and did not have too much emotion. Only the edge is invisibly staggered and stalemate...

"No matter how spicy it is, I can stand it..."

"Uh..."