The road Chen Xiaomo originally chose was a wide avenue, but after the first two checkpoints, the road has become a lot narrower, and only four people can walk side by side.

As soon as everyone entered this intersection, they were pleasantly surprised to find that a large area was vacant in the peach grove on the left side of the road, and a pavilion was located there.

Everyone was overjoyed, as if they had forgotten the pain on their bodies, and came to the pavilion in three steps and two steps, and sat down to rest.

This pavilion is not big, and it is not small to say, but it is more than enough for Chen Xiaomo and other nine people to enjoy the shade.

The pavilion is just an ordinary pavilion, with no gold bricks and jade tiles, no carved beams and paintings, only four rows of mahogany balustrades, and the stone table in the middle.

On the stone table is a Go chessboard, the surface of the board is golden, and the horizontal and vertical boundaries are clearly depicted. On the chessboard, there are only twenty-one sunspots in a row, and there are no chess pieces on either side of the chessboard.

A martial artist who was already short-tempered had just undergone a hellish test, and his heart was naturally angry and anxious.

Chen Xiaomo was fascinated by the chess pieces, but the warrior kicked the chessboard over, and scolded and scolded: "Lao Tzu is dying, there are still people playing chess here, not even a white child, this is deliberately provoking me to be angry!"

"Slap!" The slap sound was crisp, and the person who kicked over the table was knocked to the ground by a slap, and the person who shot it was Wang Laoqi.

"You pig-headed, I really don't know how you survived the first two levels!"

Wang Laoqi pointed to the chess pieces scattered on the ground and said, "Do you know what kind of mystery is hidden in this chessboard? Maybe our life and death are all tied to this game of chess." ”

Chen Xiaomo hurriedly said: "Why is Brother Wang so angry! I still remember the location of these sunspots, I just set them up." ”

Wang Laoqi's expression softened, and he exclaimed: "Brother Xiaomo really has a good memory!"

Look at the warrior who was knocked to the ground, he looked like he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak. He knew that he was not Wang Laoqi's opponent, so he no longer argued with him, and shouted: "Hmph, Wang Laoqi, you have a wolf heart, but you have a rat gall, and you are destined to be unable to do anything big in this life!"

He slowly stood up and laughed, "Do you think that my barbarian king will be as timid as you?"

Chen Xiaomo wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

I saw that the barbarian king had just taken ten steps, and suddenly he stepped into the air, and the ground sank downward. The barbarian king was about to struggle, and the peach trees on both sides suddenly gave birth to several wooden thorns, instantly tying the barbarian king into a sieve.

Then, the barbarian king was dragged into the peach forest by wooden thorns, and his bones were gone.

Blood dripped down, staining the road red.

Slowly, the blood seeped into the ground, and the road became clean and tidy again, as if nothing had happened.

"This ...... Alas!" Wang Laoqi let out a sigh from his mouth.

The eight people in the gazebo looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Chen Xiaomo pointed to this game of chess and said, "I used to be on TV...... No, I'm saying that if we want to get through that path, we have to rely on this game. ”

"Yes, I see that there are only black pieces on this chessboard, and I guess the white pieces are the way we move through this road. Wang Laoqi's face was solemn and said, "And every time we take a wrong step, our lives will be in danger." ”

The other six people were all taken aback, and hurriedly said: "We are all exhausted at this moment, why don't we rest here while studying Baizi's moves!"

Wang Laoqi nodded and said, "I think so too, don't act recklessly in this peach blossom garden, the barbarian king is really to blame!"

He waved his hand, looked at everyone, and said, "I, Wang Laoqi, am a vulgar person, I don't know what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are, if any of you know how to play chess, come and study it with Brother Xiaomo!"

After that, Wang Laoqi stretched his waist and fell asleep alone on the railing of the gazebo.

Fortunately, two of the six people knew how to play chess, and the two of them sat with Chen Xiaomo, staring at the chessboard in a daze.

Chen Xiaomo did not communicate with anyone, but sat there with his eyes closed and meditated.

He has loved to play chess since he was a child, and chess, Go, and backgammon are all a problem. As far as Go is concerned, he represented the school in provincial competitions and won first place.

Time passed minute by minute, and an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, and the two warriors could only take three steps, and they had no clue beyond three steps.

Chen Xiaomo is better than them, he has already reached the fifteenth step, but he doesn't know where to go in the sixteenth step.

There are a total of twenty-one blacks on the chessboard, and Chen Xiaomo needs to drop twenty-one whites, and to defeat the enemy within these twenty-one steps, this is really a huge test!

Suddenly, an exclamation disturbed Chen Xiaomo's thoughts. He looked up and saw that one of the martial artists who was studying the chess path with him suddenly had bloodshot eyes, and Yin Tang was darkened.

After a while, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of the man's mouth.

Bang, click......

A few drops of blood dripped onto the chessboard, and at the same time the warrior fell backwards, dead and dead.

This exclamation was made by another martial artist who studied the chess path, and at the same time, it also woke up Wang Laoqi and the other five people.

Wang Laoqi was shocked: "Brother Xiaomo, what happened just now?"

"I think this chessboard must have been cast by the enemy with some kind of spell, if the chess is too deep to be solved for a long time, the mind will be swallowed by the spell in this chessboard, and if a person has no mind, he will only be left with a shell. ”

As soon as Chen Xiaomo's words fell, he heard a strange scream behind him, and saw that the warrior who had fallen just now stood up again, his face was covered with blood, which was very terrifying.

Seeing this, Wang Laoqi did not hesitate, and used all the strength in his body to throw a punch and hit the martial artist in the chest.

The warrior screamed and was knocked ten meters away. His body was still in mid-air, and several wooden thorns pierced him. With bloodstains, he was dragged into the peach forest.

"Brother Xiaomo, and Brother Dachuan, are you two okay?" asked Wang Laoqi eagerly.

Chen Xiaomo waved his hand, "Brother Wang, I'm not in the way." ”

He turned to look at Da Chuan, and said, "Brother Da Chuan, if you are tired, rest for a while!"

That Dachuan didn't even raise his head, and said to himself: "No, I think I'm about to solve this game of chess!"

"Really?" Chen Xiaomo said excitedly.

Okawa ignored him, but kept his head down and continued to watch his chess.

Chen Xiaomo laughed awkwardly and said, "Brother Wang, you go to rest first, I'll look at it for a while, maybe I can see some doorways!"

Wang Laoqi patted Chen Xiaomo's shoulder, said, "It's hard!" and then lay back on the previous railing and had his sweet dreams.

What happened just now made Chen Xiaomo feel uneasy. He slowly closed his eyes and continued his meditation.

Another half an hour passed, and Chen Xiaomo hadn't figured out a chess path yet, but he felt more and more dizzy, his chest was tight, and his breath was short, and the qi and blood in his body were unconsciously flowing backwards.

Is it because he is going to be swallowed up by the spell?