Everyone followed Dan Qingsheng out of the door, turned to the left, and went straight to a chess room, only to see a very tall and thin old man in black standing inside, the old man had his back to them, holding a black piece in his hand, and seemed to be pondering something against a chessboard.

"Second brother, I'll introduce you to two guests," Dan Qingsheng shouted excitedly, regardless of whether the old man was playing chess or not. The old man turned his head, and Lin Yu saw his appearance clearly, this person had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his face was pale, like a zombie. With the inky hair, his identity is also about to be revealed, it is the second owner of the village, Hei Baizi.

When Hei Baizi heard this, he looked at everyone coldly: "What kind of guest, you are so excited, you don't even know my rules here?" These words were obviously reproaches, but without a trace of emotion, they really looked like a zombie talking.

Dan Qingsheng had long known his temper, so he smiled, pointed at Lin Yuhe and Xiang Wentian: "These two, one is the descendant of the old Feng Qingyang of the Huashan faction, Mr. Feng Erzhong, and the other is Elder Tong of the Songshan faction, and the two of them came to visit the four of us brothers. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the zombie face of Hei Baizi showed a hint of curiosity, "I didn't expect that the heirs of the old Feng seniors would actually come to visit our 'Jiangnan Four Friends', boy, do you know chess?"

Xiang Wen was afraid that Lin Yu wouldn't understand, and when he saw Hei Baizi asking, he hurriedly said: "Down, bring it"

"A little understood, a little understood," Lin Yu said lightly without waiting for Xiang Wentian to finish speaking.

"Okay, let's talk to me. ”

Lin Yu walked to the chessboard, just opposite the black and white son, saw him holding the black spot in his hand, and asked, "Senior, I'll come first?"

"Hmm. ”

Lin Yu took out a white piece and put it in the middle of the chessboard at the position of Tian Yuan, the black and white son dropped the black piece to the upper left corner, and Lin Yu continued to go down to the right corner. The two of them went back and forth for more than a hundred steps, Lin Yu always fell at a speed that was not in a hurry or slow, and the black and white son, first carelessly, gradually became solemn, and then his face showed a solemn look, and later, cold sweat continued to break out on his head, and the chess pieces began to hesitate.

Hei Baizi stared at the chessboard, his face was blue and white for a while, "poof", suddenly spit blood, looked at Lin Yu in shock, and said word by word: "This, this is the Zhenlong chess game?"

Lin Yu nodded.

"Ho ho ho ho," Hei Baizi saw this, first laughed miserably, then a burst of ecstasy, and looked at Lin Yu with an excited face, "Xiaoyou, you actually understand this long-lost Zhenlong chess game, hahahaha, the old man can see Zhenlong with his own eyes today, it is really a blessing for three lives." ”

When everyone saw his expression, they all thought that Hei Baizi had been stimulated by something, and Dan Qingsheng asked with concern: "Second brother, it's just a game of chess, how did you become like this?

"A group of mediocre people," Hei Baizi glanced at them, ignored them, turned his head to look at Lin Yu expectantly, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Feng, can this Zhenlong chess game be handed over to Zaixia?" That expression, like a child who saw his favorite toy, and like a big boy who fell in love for the first time, made Lin Yu couldn't help but marvel, he didn't expect this zombie face to have so many expressions.

"Well" Seeing that Xiang Wentian kept glancing at himself, Lin Yu looked at Hei Baizi with a slight hesitation and did not reply.

Xiang Wentian stepped forward at the right time and explained: "Second Zhuang Master, in fact, we came this time to ask a few Zhuang owners to learn swordsmanship, of course, we can't let a few people shoot in vain, there are a few things in the next hand, if a few Zhuang owners can win my Feng brothers, then give them to a few." ”

Hei Baizi was thinking about the Zhenlong chess game, where did he care what treasure, and said casually: "This Zhenlong chess game is the same." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, not only this chess game, but also a copy of the "Hemp Blood Spectrum" here, two things are counted as one treasure," Xiang Wentian took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to Hei Baizi and said.

"What about mine?" Dan Qingsheng couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, there are all," Xiang Wentian took out the small bag behind him, which contained two pairs of scrolls, he took out a pair of scrolls and said, "If we lose, this picture will be given to the four village owners." Open the scroll, is a very old picture, the upper right corner is inscribed "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongli Xishan Travel Map" cross, a high mountain rises to the sky, the ink rhyme is thick, the momentum is majestic.

Dan Qingsheng shouted: "Ahhh......h You...... But where did you get it?"

Xiang Wentian did not answer, and took out the remaining scroll from the bag again, it was a calligraphy, the cursive script on the post was wide open and closed, just like a martial arts master to carry out light work, high and low, although the action was fast, but it did not lose the elegant style, the end of the post was full of inscriptions, and a lot of stamps were stamped, and it was expected that this post was extraordinary.

As soon as Dan Qingsheng saw the post, he shouted: "Third brother, third brother, come quickly, your life treasure is here." ”

"Coming, coming," a voice came slowly from far and near, and the curtain of the door was lifted, and a man entered, short and fat, with a bald and smooth head on his head, and not a single hair, holding a large pen in his right hand, and his clothes were covered with ink. When he took a closer look, he suddenly stared at him, panting, and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is the real work! It is really the "Frank Post" of Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, it can't be fake!"

Dan Qingsheng introduced: "This is my third brother bald pen Weng, he took this nickname because he loves calligraphy and writes thousands of pens, but not because the top of his head is bare." Don't get this verse wrong. ”

When the bald pen man saw this calligraphy, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, raised his right index finger, and compared it vigorously, looking fascinated.

Xiang Wentian saw that the effect had been achieved, and he put away these three things one by one without hurrying, and looked at the three of them with a smile, "Three owners, how is my baby?"

Seeing him put away the notebook, the bald pen Weng hurriedly asked: "This, this "Rate Post", I will pay 5,000 taels, no, I will pay 10,000 taels to buy it." ”

Xiang Wentian just shook his head and didn't speak.

"That's what you want, no, I'll exchange the twenty-eight strokes of stone drum punching acupoint brushwork with you," Bald Pen Weng was anxious and hurriedly said.

Dan Qingsheng said: "Third brother, this person is a little crazy. He said that among the bets in our plum village, no one can win the swordsmanship of this Huashan faction friend, and if we win, give us these things for nothing. ”

"This, how is this possible," Bald Pen Weng looked at Xiang Wentian with a look of disbelief.

Xiang Wentian nodded and said: "What the four village owners said is right, if among the plum villages, no matter which one wins the long sword in the hands of my Feng brothers, then I will give this Zhang Xu's authentic work "Rate Post" to the three village masters, and the Fan Kuan real work "Xishan Travel Map" to the four village owners, and will also give this "Vomiting Blood Spectrum" and the Feng brothers' Zhenlong chess game to the second village master. ”

The bald pen said: "What about our eldest brother?

Xiang Wentian said: "There is a piano score under it, called "Guangling San". Seeing that a few people looked incredulous, they took out a piano sheet from their bag and wrote "Guangling Stops".

Lin Yu smiled, this "Guangling San" was stripped from the score of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" by Ren Yingying, and combined with her own memory, and the writing was deliberately made a lot old, giving people a feeling of ancient books, and it was expected that they could not distinguish the true from the fake.

Several people took the score, opened it and looked at it a few times, looked at each other, and Dan Qingsheng said: "This score looks like it is really "Guangling San". ”

When Lin Yu on the side heard this, he hurriedly held back his laughter, he really wanted to find a place where no one was there now, and laughed loudly at these three fools.

Xiang Wentian took back the score and looked at the three of them, "How about it, did the three owners agree to this request?"

"Okay, we promise you" Bald Pen Weng looked at Dan Qingsheng and Hei Baizi next to him, and saw that they had no objections, so he responded.

Lin Yu smiled, "Okay, three owners, which of you will come first?"

The three of them discussed for a while, and finally Dan Qingsheng came out and said, "Brother Feng, I'll come first." Looking at the chess room, Dan Qingsheng continued: "Brother Feng, Elder Tong, please come with me, this chess room is too small, let's compare it in another place." ”

Everyone followed Dan Qingsheng, all the way to the east, turned to the right, and came to a clearing, looking at the surrounding layout, it should be the backyard of this plum village.

"Okay, let's compete here," Seeing everyone standing still, Dan Qingsheng said to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu nodded, pulled out his sword, Dan Qingsheng also pulled out a thin sword, the two glanced at each other, Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng, you are a guest, you make a move first." ”

(PS: Don't ask why Xiang Wentian didn't step on two footprints, that's because Linghu Chong suffered an internal injury, Xiang Wentian deliberately did this, so that they could only test swordsmanship with Linghu Chong, but the protagonist was not injured╮(╯▽╰)╭, there is also the problem of black and white, Xiaoyu checked Baidu, during the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was indeed Baizi who took the lead.) Finally, finally, once again you all know that selling cute rolls and begging for tickets and recommends. ）