When Hei Baizi heard this, he was very interested, and said: "Brother Feng has a new chess, but please advise!"

Wang Jing said: "Borrow sixteen black and white chess pieces from the two owners. Black and white agreed.

Wang Jing carved the sixteen white chess pieces into two carts, two horses, two cannons, two elephants, two soldiers, five pawns and one handsome, and signaled the black and white pieces to follow the pattern, and the carving was completed in a short time. Wang Jing took another piece of white paper and drew a chessboard and placed thirty-two chess pieces on it.

Wang Jing introduced the playing methods of various chess pieces, as well as the rules, how to determine the winner and loser, and named it Xiangqi.

Everyone sighed, Hei Baizi and Wang Jing played three games in a row, but he was just starting to get in touch, how could he beat Wang Jing and lose three games in a row. Hei Baizi was not convinced, so he continued to pester Wang Jing to play chess. So after a few more sentences, Hei and Bai gradually groped for the doorway, and after ten rounds, they gradually lost the winner, and Hei and Bai Zi were very complacent.

After playing chess, Xiang Wentian said: "My Feng brother is actually the most fond of swordsmanship, and qin, chess, poetry and painting are only secondary." This time, the two of us came to Meizhuang to make a bet with the four owners. ”

Hei Baizi and Dan Qingsheng asked in unison, "Make a bet, what bet?"

Xiang Wentian said: "Among my bets on Meizhuang, no one can beat this Feng brother in swordsmanship." Hei Baizi and Dan Qingsheng turned to look at Wang Jing together. Hei Baizi looked indifferent and noncommittal. Dan Qingsheng laughed out loud and said, "What kind of bet?"

Xiang Wentian said: "If we lose, this picture will be given to the four owners." As he spoke, he untied the burden on his back and opened it, revealing two scrolls inside. He opened a scroll, which was an extremely old picture, with the inscription "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongli Xishan Travel Map" cross in the upper right corner, a high mountain rising to the sky, the ink rhyme was thick, and the momentum was extremely majestic. Although Ling Hu Chong does not know how to paint, he also knows that this landscape is really a masterpiece, but seeing that the mountain is towering, although it is a picture on paper, it also makes people involuntarily feel that the mountains are looking up.

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

Xiang Wentian smiled and didn't answer, and reached out to slowly roll up the scroll. Dan Qingsheng said: "Wait!" pulled on his arm, trying to stop him from scrolling, but when his palm touched his arm, a soft and thick internal force surged out, gently flicking his palm away. Xiang Wentian didn't know anything, and rolled the scroll. Dan Qingsheng was so surprised, he just pulled at Wentian's arm, for fear of tearing the picture, he didn't use force in his hand, but the other party's internal strength was like this, but it showed extremely superior internal strength, and it was obvious that he still had his own spare strength. He secretly admired and said: "Lao Tong, it turns out that your martial arts are so good, I'm afraid that you are not under my four masters." ”

Xiang Wentian said: "The four village owners made fun of it. In addition to swordsmanship, the four owners of Meizhuang are invincible in all their kung fu. I'm a child Jin nobody, how dare I compare with the four village masters?" Dan Qingsheng's face sank, and he said, "Why do you say 'except for swordsmanship'? Is my swordsmanship really not as good as him?"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly, and said, "Two owners, how about this calligraphy?" opened another scroll, but it was a wild grass with a pen walking dragons and snakes.

Dan Qingsheng said strangely: "Hey, hey, hey!" said three "hey" words in a row, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Third brother, third brother! Your life baby is here!" The sound of this call was extremely loud, the walls, doors and windows were shaken, and the dust on the rafters fell, and this call was sudden, Wang Jing couldn't help but be taken aback.

I only heard someone in the distance say, "What's the fuss?" Dan Qingsheng shouted: "If you don't come to see it again, people will put it away, and you will regret it for the rest of your life." The man outside, "You've found some imposter calligraphy, haven't you?"

The curtain was lifted, and a man entered, short and fat, with a smooth and shiny bald head, without a single hair, holding a large pen in his right hand, and his shirt was covered with ink. He took a closer look, and suddenly his eyes were staring, panting, and he said in a trembling voice: "This ...... It's the real thing......! It's really the Tang Dynasty...... Tang Dynasty Zhang Xu's "Willingness Post", fake ...... False...... It can't be fake!"

The cursive script on the post is wide open and closed, just like a martial arts master to carry out light skills, high and low, although the action is fast, but it does not lose the elegant style.

Dan Qingsheng said: "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. Wang Jing smiled and replied, "I see." ”

The bald pen man stretched out his right index finger, and followed the pen path in the lead post to hook the air one by one, looking intoxicated, and he didn't look at Xiang Wentian and Wang Jing, and even Dan Qingsheng's words obviously didn't listen to them.

Wang Jing also sighed secretly: "Xiang Wentian is really a good means, and I don't know where to steal so many rare treasures, which is just a fight with Qu Lingfeng of the Condor Shooting." ”

Bald Pen Weng stared at him in astonishment, and after a while, said, "Change what?" Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "Nothing can be changed." The bald pen Weng said: "Twenty-eight strokes of stone drum punching acupoint brushwork!" Hei Baizi and Dan Qingsheng shouted in unison: "No!" Bald pen Weng said: "Okay, why not? I can exchange this painting of Zhang Xu's wild grass in my hands, what is the pity of my stone drum punching acupoint brushwork?"

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "No!" Bald Pen Weng hurriedly said, "Then why did you show it to me?"

Xiang Wentian said: "Even if it is not, the three village owners should have never seen it." The bald pen said: "I've seen it, how can I just think I've never seen it?" Xiang Wentian said: "The three village owners really want to get this Zhang Xu's real handiwork, it's not difficult, just make a bet with us." The bald man hurriedly asked, "What are you gambling on?"

Dan Qingsheng said: "Third brother, this person is a little crazy. He said that among our Meizhuang, no one can beat the swordsmanship of this friend of the Huashan faction. The bald pen said: "If someone wins this friend, then what?" Xiang Wentian said: "If in Meizhuang, no matter which one wins the long sword in the hands of my Feng brothers, then I will give this Zhang Xu's true work "Rate Post" to the three village owners, and the Fan Kuan real work "Xishan Travel Map" to the four village owners, and also record the twenty games of Go played by the gods and ghosts in the next heart, one by one, and give them to the second village owner. The bald pen said, "What about our eldest brother?"

Xiang Wentian said: "There is a "Smiling Proud Jianghu" piano and flute ensemble score, which was created by a close friend of mine, very good, this Feng brother is also good at stroking the piano, and the big village owner can play a song together, whether it is good or not, the big village owner will judge." ”

Dan Qingsheng said: "Brother Feng is high, I believe it, but he is young, is it ...... in my plum village?" Hehe, that's a joke. ”

Hei Baizi said: "If there is really no one in my plum village who can win against Feng Shaoxia, what bet do we have to lose?"

Xiang Wentian said: "My Feng brother loves swordsmanship the most, and he wants to see the swordsmanship of various schools and win the strengths of others, and he does not seek fame and fortune. We came to Meizhuang, not asking for one thing, not asking for one thing. Brother Feng just came to the pinnacle of martial arts in the world and confirmed the swordsmanship with the masters of the world. If we are lucky enough to win, we turn around and go, and we don't want to bet anything. ”

The three of them were greatly moved, glanced at each other, and reached a tacit understanding.

Dan Qingsheng said: "That's right, since Brother Feng is so high-winded and bright, I will refrain from resigning, and I can't help but say it, so I will compare with Brother Feng." Brother Wind, where's your sword?"

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "When you come to Meizhuang, how dare you carry a blade?"

Dan Qingsheng enlarged his throat and shouted, "Bring two swords!" Someone outside agreed, and then Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei each held a sword, walked in front of Dan Qingsheng, and bowed down to offer it. Dan Qingsheng took the sword from Ding Jian's hand and said, "Give this sword to him." Shi Lingwei said: "Yes!" Holding his sword in both hands, he walked in front of Wang Jing.

Hei Baizi suddenly said: "Fourth brother is slow." This boy brother's bet is a bet that no one in our Meizhuang can win Brother Feng. Ding Jian can also use swords, and he is also from Meizhuang, so he doesn't have to ask you to do it yourself. The more he listened to Xiang Wentian and said that he had no fear, the more he felt that this matter was inappropriate, and immediately decided to ask Ding Jian to try his moves first, thinking that his swordsmanship was really good, and he was only a subordinate in Meizhuang, even if he lost, it would not damage the name of Meizhuang.

Xiang Wentian said: "Yes, yes." As long as someone in Meizhuang wins the swordsmanship of my Feng brothers, even if we lose, it is not necessarily that the four owners of the village will personally attack. This Brother Ding, known as the 'one-word electric sword' in the rivers and lakes, is so fast that the sword moves are rare in the world. Brother Feng, it's also good for you to teach this Brother Ding the one-word electric sword first. ”

Dan Qingsheng threw the long sword at Ding Jian and said with a smile: "If you lose, you will be punished to go to Turpan to transport wine." ”

Ding Jian bowed down to catch the long sword, turned to Wang Jing and said, "Ding Mou teaches Feng Ye's swordsmanship. With a swipe, he drew his sword.

"Please!" Wang Jing replied, and immediately drew his sword out of the sheath and placed the scabbard on the stone table.