Chapter 9: The Taoist in the Wine Flower Field Drunken Moon (5)

Yao Guangzi sighed: "When I was young, I had several friends with Huang Longshi, he was an elder of the chess forest, and his chess power was at the peak, it is hard to imagine that anyone can defeat him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info How old is Qin Yu?" Zhou Zidao: "Early twenties." Yao Guangzi was stunned for a while, and then said, "Still a doll?" Zhou Zitong smiled: "Not only is it a doll, but also a yellow-haired girl." Oops, whoa, that's my master, disrespectful. Yao Guangzi was stunned for a long time, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not okay to be old, the young people now are really powerful." Nangong Yu was also overjoyed when he heard the news of the deceased, and asked, "Qin Yu, how are you doing lately?" Zhou Zidao: "You also know Qin Yu's family?" Nangong Yu said: "Yes, I have seen it a few times in the capital." Zhou Zidao: "Qin Yu's chess strength is not to say, but he never chats and talks, giving people a cold and cold feeling." Last month, he officially became a monk and cut off the red dust. Nangong Yu was surprised: "Qin Yu is a monk?" Zhou Zitong nodded and said: "Yes, it is an official monk, and you can't get involved in wine and meat, let alone get married." The road name 'Huaiyu', who calls herself 'the only layman', can see that she is full of thoughts, somehow. ”

Nangong Yu froze on the spot, needless to say, the meaning of 'Huaiyu' was self-evident. 'The only' is to be his only confidante, this is what he said before leaving the capital, and only he understands the meaning, and his heart is not a taste as if he has knocked over a five-flavor bottle. As a friend, Nangong Yu hopes that Qin Yu can be happy, she is still young, a flower-like girl, and now in order to see through the red dust for herself, she will accompany the dim light scroll for the rest of her life, how can she bear it in her heart, and she secretly feels guilty and pressure.

Zhou Zitong smiled and said: "Brother Dao, how about we make a bet?" Yao Guangzi said: "What to bet on?" Zhou Zidao: "Every time you lose to me, you will pay me a jar of green plum wine, and if I lose, I will return you a jar." Yao Guangzi smiled: "I have twelve altars, and you only have two altars left, can you afford to lose?" Zhou Zitong's eyes lit up and said: "It turns out that Brother Dao still has twelve altars." Yao Guangzi knew that he had missed his mouth, bit his lip, and ignored him anymore. Zhou Zidao: "If I lose all the two altars, I will immediately roll up and leave, and I don't dare to fight the idea of Brother Dao's wine, I don't know if my brother dares to gamble." Yao Guangzi knew that it was a radical method, but he still laughed and said: "It's not necessary to roll the bag and leave, and Poor Dao also wants to see your skills in stealing." Zhou Zidao: "Why don't we go to the outside of your Qingxiu wooden house and eat wine and play chess?" Yao Guangzi said: "Let's go, wait until I go back to the house and get the chessboard." ”

After the two left, Nangong Yu and the others went back to the house to rest after they finished cleaning up. Nangong Yu practiced and meditated in the room for two hours. At this time, he had broken through the bottleneck of the "bullet" word formula and was cultivating deeply. The reason why the progress is so fast is because he first has a good martial arts foundation, and secondly, his fingers and "Seven Clever Spirit Fingers" are simply a match made in heaven, practicing with half the effort, and his understanding is also superior, which has only practiced the first four tricks in just a few months, and the progress of internal force is as fast as fingering, but the three tricks of "clamping, cutting, and qi" in the future are his real challenges.

The next day, it was Nangong Yu's turn to do chores, and he was now working many times faster than before, and it only took an hour to finish the day's work. After making breakfast, Pang Mingyang and Shen Jun helped him serve the table, and Zhou Zitong walked over with his wine gourd and said, "Morning nephews." The three asked him to sit first. After Zhou Zitong sat down, he shook the gourd in his hand and said, "After eating the jar of wine yesterday, go and hold another jar." Shen Jun smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, you have a total of three altars, don't eat too fast." Zhou Zitong laughed and said: "Your master has already lost to my five altars, and he is stubborn and wants to gamble again, I see that all his cellars will be mine in a few days." Pang Mingyang said: "Where is the master now? Why haven't you eaten?" Zhou Zitong smiled: "After thinking about chess all night, I guess I just fell asleep at this time." Nangong Yu said: "I'll go and send the rice to the master." As he spoke, he filled some of the food and headed to the wooden house in the back mountain.

When he arrived outside the wooden house, he knocked lightly on the door and said, "Master, the disciple has brought you food." Even if Yao Guangzi is sleepy and tired, someone can feel it when he arrives outside his door, and says, "Come in." Nangong Yu responded with a "yes" and pushed the door into the house.

It was his first time in the cabin, and the space was occupied by four long tables put together. The table was filled with all kinds of new and quirky gadgets, many of which were seen for the first time and didn't know what to do. In the corner, there are hammers, saws, planers, carving knives, sandpaper, rulers and other tools, and a pile of cut wood, just like a small workshop.

Yao Guangzi lay on the bed with his back to him, and said, "Sleep for the teacher for a while, put down the meal and go back." Nangong Yu responded, put the food on the table, and saw a chessboard on the chair in front of the bed, with a sub-endgame on it. Nangong Yu took a closer look and saw that the sunspot would have a great advantage if he placed three more grains. Although Baizi has several ways to deal with it, no matter which one of them, it is difficult to escape the disadvantage. Nangong Yu shook his head secretly, knowing that the white chess had returned to the sky countless times, but the chess watchers were silent, the master had not yet admitted defeat, and he was inconvenient to speak, so he retreated softly.

Yao Guangzi didn't go to the table to eat for three days in a row, and Nangong Yu sent him over, seeing that he was either frowning and contemplating at chess, or he was bedridden. Not only did he lose all the fifteen jars of wine, but he also owed Zhou Zitong ten jars, and the whole person was haggard. Zhou Zitong didn't show up at lunch that day, so Nangong Yu had to go and deliver them food again.

When they arrived at the back mountain, they saw that the two were sitting at the stone table in the forest playing against each other, Yao Guangzi had a serious face, his brows were tightly locked, and he stared at the chessboard for a moment. Zhou Zitong leisurely ate wine with a wine gourd, looking absent-minded. There were already five empty jars at the feet. Seeing Nangong Yu bringing food, he laughed and said, "The virtuous nephew came just in time, and the poor Dao happened to be hungry." As he spoke, he took the food and ate and drank by himself. Yao Guangzi turned a deaf ear, and was all about the chess game, without raising his eyelids.

Nangong Yu silently came behind Yao Guangzi, seeing that this was a new game, Li Zitong had learned Qin Yu's Demon Star Formula, so he could press Yao Guangzi at the beginning. The two are evenly matched, and a big opening advantage is tantamount to a win for the whole set. Although Yao Photon is at a disadvantage, there is still hope for victory. Li Zitong's demon star formula has only been learned for a long time, and it is still difficult to do it without leaving a trace, and it still needs to be completed by "robbery", and Yao Guangzi has suffered many losses, and he only thinks about how to "rob", so he is led by Li Zitong's nose. Nangong Yu had insight into the overall situation, and already knew it in his heart, seeing the master's haggard and embarrassed appearance, he couldn't bear it, and bent down and whispered: "If you don't rob, how about robbing and killing first?"