How did Zhong Er spend his life?

This is a question that there is no way to get an answer to.

The only one who knows the answer is dead.

The sarcophagus is covered with white flowers, raindrops splash on the white flower petals, Yuan Li sticks to the flower roots, the petals are shaking, if there is no Yuan Force attached, it has already been scattered all over the sky by heavy rain and wind, not a shape.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a huge chess scale in the South China Sea.

The Cave Mansion of the Living Chess Saint is located in front of this huge chess scale, and the Nanhai Mountain Gate is located in the most abundant area of immortal creation, giving birth to a large number of amazing geniuses.

The southern sage Ye Thirteen, as well as the chess demon son Xiao Tao, the peacock Wu Ember Han, and the sword master Nan'an......

The owner of this huge chess scale, Wei Qi, does not have many disciples, but he is definitely the most outstanding group of young people in the Central Plains.

Wei Qi knew that Ye Shisan would definitely step on the tide of the great world, and he had a fetal physique, so he didn't need to go to that heaven-stealing avenue, and he could also suppress the countless geniuses in the world.

Wei Qi also knew that Tao Wuwu could stand at the pinnacle of the chess path, read the mind and the heavens, even if he didn't have extraordinary wisdom, he could also be on the nineteenth path.

Because of talent.

They have a talent that is too enviable for ordinary people.

They worshiped the South China Sea and were coveted by everyone, more because their talent is so good, no matter where they are placed, they will quickly get ahead.

And Zhong Er is different.

Zhong Er is just an ordinary person.

He has no natural appearance, no special physique, and no extraordinary opportunities.

He has nothing.

Only a dying body.

If a flower wants to bloom in the mud, how many times does it have to be trampled on, how many times can it be destroyed by heavy rain before it can be left to die and come back to life?

The white flowers on the sarcophagus swayed gently.

The vitality helped them to hold out the wind and heavy rain, so that they could take root on the sarcophagus safely.

Clumps.

The rhizomes of the white flowers slowly began to spread, and began to crisscross and crisscross, like creepers, and the subtle and trivial began to crawl all over the coffin.

This sarcophagus, when the white flowers spread, slowly diffuses an ancient atmosphere.

No one would have thought that the person lying in the coffin was actually a teenager.

The man of the Zhong family can't remember the last time he saw Zhong Er, when was it.

At that time, the Lafayette of the Zhong family was still there.

Now that Lafayette is gone, Zhong Er is also gone.

No one above, no one below.

Empty, a Zhong family, his only daughter also ran away from home and fled to Qiliang Lanling City.

Is...... Irony.

Zhong Yusheng smiled, he had never regretted the choice he made on behalf of the Zhong family, but it was inevitable that he would be a little bored when he came to this point.

He looked at the Chess Master.

There was some guilt in the eyes of this old grandmaster.

The Zhong family sent Zhong Er to the South China Sea back then, precisely at the request of the little second master himself.

When Zhong Er came to the South China Sea, he was already a dying man.

He put forward the idea of trying his luck by going to the immortal monument, and the chess saint looked at the face of the Zhong family's Lafayette, and let this young man who was not far from death enter the immortal monument.

There is no Zhong Er's name on the immortal tablet.

But Zhong Er really went in like this.

and got the technique of controlling the strings left by Hou Qing in the immortal monument.

Begin to make a name for yourself.

The Chess Saint personally made a body for him, used the Great Array of the South China Sea to condense his soul for him, and put his deity in the ghost gate space of the Immortal Monument to protect his soul.

Ye 13 and Tao Wuwu of the South China Sea have not yet risen.

Zhong Er has already begun to prove himself to the world.

The celestial phase, the Tao fetus, are all foreign objects.

He neither practiced nor fought.

He just wanted to prove himself to the world.

Not damn it.

Alive.

Stay alive.

And then he survived.

......

......

The sarcophagus is placed on the top of the final peak, which has such an abrupt meaning.

The man of the Zhong family, as Zhong Er's "family", gave him the last little white flower.

The white flowers of the sarcophagus shook and swayed.

The young man in the sarcophagus closed his eyes quietly.

The chess master stood next to the huge chess scale, closed his eyes, and held the chess scale with one hand, straining slightly.

The huge chessboard, standing beside the cliff at the top of the mountain, began to pour a little, and then increased in amplitude.

The bottom of the scale begins to become unstable and the dirt crumbles.

When Wei Qi let go of his hand.

The iconic chessboard of the South China Sea has fallen to the final peak.

It can be regarded as a funeral.

The huge chess pieces rolled down like stars, some of them went down the cliff with the chessboard, and some of them crackled and smashed on the top of the mountain, shaking back and forth twice, splashing several puffs of mud before the dust settled.

There was a black chess piece, which landed extremely smoothly, and did not settle down, but rolled all the way to the sarcophagus.

The black chess piece fell to the ground and rolled all the way to the sarcophagus.

Then he leaned against the sarcophagus.

The chess master frowned.

He thought that when Zhong Er walked out of the Liuxian Monument, he helped Zhong Er make his first body and officially accepted him as his disciple.

At that time, at the bottom of Zangjian Mountain in the South China Sea, there were only eighty-eight Confucian scholars living in the "Water Moon Cave Heaven" before the Spring and Autumn Period.

The chess saint took Zhong Er to pick up the eighty-ninth old Confucian scholar in person, and settled in the cave mansion under the Tibetan Sword Mountain.

Every time there is one more Confucian before the Spring and Autumn Period, a chess piece will be added to this chess scale.

Black and white black and white black and white.

After the alternation, the eighty-ninth piece.

Sunspot.

Wei Qi handed the huge sunspot to Zhong Er.

Let Zhong Er be placed on the chess scale.

The second master of the Zhong family used it for a long time to put this chess piece in the highest place on the chess scale.

Wei Qi saw the chess piece.

"You want to practice?"

Zhong Er shook his head.

"You want power?"

Zhong Er shook his head again.

Master Chess only felt that his newly recruited disciple was not very good.

painstakingly placed the pieces at the top of the board.

If you want to dominate this world, in addition to cultivation, you also have power, what else do you want?

Becoming a great cultivator, opening mountains and rivers with one sword, and breaking the sky and snow with one sword, countless people want to step into the rivers and lakes, nothing more than hoping that one day they can stand at the highest point and step through all the tides of this rivers and lakes.

Become the lord of a country, under his command iron cavalry millions, thousands of miles of floating land, the whole world is not the king's land, even if he has cultivated to this realm, for the two lords of Qiliang and Northern Wei, they also have the attitude that well water does not violate river water. An Yushou, the blind man of Qi Liang, the sword master of the Northern Wei Dynasty, sacrificed himself under the imperial power, separated from the north and south of the Qi River, and faintly intimidated the great cultivators of the entire Central Plains.

People in the world, if they want to ascend to a high position, apart from these two, is there anything else they can choose?

Zhong Er looked at the sunspot with the highest chessboard.

He said softly: "Master, the chessboard in this world is very difficult to climb. ”

"I climb very slowly, and if I want to climb high, I have to live a long time. ”

The young man spoke in a very slow tone, not showing the slightest artificiality, and spoke his thoughts gently and slowly.

"I want to live forever......"

"I don't want to die tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. ”

Master Chess remembered when he began to appreciate this disciple.

It was when he said that.

"I want to climb higher and slower. ”

"Then you go to the highest place, and you can see all the mountains, all the water, all the people. ”

"If I stand on the highest place, I can tell the world ......"

"I've been here before. ”

......

......

The black chess piece, cracked a crack.

It's like something, hidden for a long, long time, and then can't withstand the impact of the fall, and after the surface of the chess piece cracks, it finally blooms and comes out.

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes.

In order to show respect for Zhong Er, he has never used the lotus phase.

Within the black chess piece, a slight amount of soul power poured out from the crack, like sandalwood, faintly overflowing.

A familiar juvenile voice burst out from the crack of the chess piece.

"This piece is cracked. ”

Zhong Er's voice.

There was some slight emotion.

"Sure enough, I'm still dead. ”

The rain continued unabated, and the black chess piece leaning against the coffin cracked into some rain, so the voice was muffled.

"But it doesn't matter...... All men are going to die. ”

The boy muttered to himself, "I've been thinking about how I'll spend my life......"

When he said this, Zhong Er was just an immature teenager who had just entered the South China Sea.

He left these words and hid them in the chess pieces.

When this piece lands from the top.

will bloom.

The boy snorted at first, as if grinning.

"I guess it's on the end of the peak now...... There will be a lot of people coming to my funeral. ”

"There will be my brother here. ”

"There will be friends who have had several encounters on the rivers and lakes, and there will be people who hate me very much. ”

"The head of the Zhong family will definitely be there, but it's definitely not Lafayette. ”

After saying these words, the remnant soul of Zhong Er, the black chess piece, paused slightly.

Everyone looked at each other.

"You will all attend my funeral, and then everyone will follow the example of the master and learn from the mourning rites of the South China Sea, and send me a little white flower to express their condolences. ”

"My sarcophagus will be full of white flowers, and it will look desolate. ”

"All of you will feel that a genius like me should not die, but should live, whether it be a friend or an enemy...... But because I'm dead, you have that thought. ”

The boy laughed, "Because I will live more dazzling than anyone else." ”

"Rest assured, I will definitely live well all these years. ”

He was slightly lonely and said: "If I really died early, no one came to see me, and there were no white flowers on the sarcophagus, just let me not say it." ”

There was a long pause.

It seems that Zhong Er's words have been finished.

Everyone remained slightly stunned.

He...... Finished?

The voice suddenly sneered again: "It's a pity that this doesn't seem to be the case now, you are still waiting for me to say the follow-up." ”

"Good. ”

"That's good. ”

"It's really good. ”

"You're waiting for my last words, aren't you?"

There was silence.

"There is only one last word of mine...... Sweep away the white flowers from my coffin!

Zhong Er said viciously: "I, Zhong Er, I lived before, but now I am dead. ”

"This is my life, and I don't need a flower to pay tribute to, and I don't need this false mourning. ”

"I don't need to. ”

"No, you don't!"

With a long laugh, the white flowers of the sarcophagus sprouted vines and began to crack open.

Heavy rain dances with white flowers.

One laughed.

And then a long sleep.