Three thousand red dust roads, few Kyushu soil, what does Chang'an mean to me?

Bai Yuan looked at the sky at the door of the wine shop, Tang Feng came over, during this period of time, Tang Feng had to come over every day, ask for a pot of light wine, and drink it for a while.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the sky"

"God?"

"Aren't we all living under the blue sky? Although the sky is sometimes cloudy, sometimes rainy, sometimes full of yellow sand, we finally return to this clear and clear world. Bai Yuan said.

"Who are you?" asked Tang Feng.

"Bai Yuan. Bai Yuan replied.

"I should have thought that you were the only one who could stop this catastrophe. Tang Feng looked at the old man and said, the old man at this time seemed to be covered by an aura.

"I'm just a useless old man, and I'm not as good as you think, otherwise I would have left here twenty years ago. Bai Yuan said. "Actually, each of you is a hero, your own savior, and it depends on whether you want to do it or not. ”

Everyone is running away, not daring to face the bleak past, not daring to touch the scars of the past, and not daring to raise their heads to gain a new future. Perhaps, when you look up and find that the innocence is so blue, why haven't you found it a long time ago?

Tang Feng was still drinking his pot of wine, as if he hadn't heard what Bai Yuan said just now, but he heard it, and he heard it really, and he remembered every word in his heart.

Bai Yuan was also thinking. Twenty years later, he feared that he would repeat the mistakes of the past.

Twenty years ago, he had three good friends, and twenty years later, he was afraid of losing them. Even if they have been hurt by their brothers, they are still their own brothers.

Twenty years ago, he thought his departure was the best way to go, and twenty years later, he found out that he was wrong, very wrong, and that he had no chance of saving this crisis. Just like his current identity is just a miscellaneous man in a tavern, he is no longer a "white face" above ten thousand people under one person.

What will he do? And what can he do?

The night in Chang'an is beautiful, the stars in the sky are twinkling, the lights on the ground are swaying and reflecting each other, everyone on the street is talking about the daytime chess game, and everyone has someone in their hearts who thinks they can win.

"I think this year's champion should be Master Fan. One said.

"I feel that Ouyang Wuji can win. A young lady said.

"In the woman's opinion, if you want me to say that Nangong Suo Mei will win...", a person said next to him.

People talked about it word by word.

Kong Laoba is still selling his cool skin, he listens to other people's talks, and his heart is not good.

for there is no him.

He participated in the chess tournament and won the first round, but still no one remembered his name.

He wanted someone to talk about him, even if it was how bad and unbearable his chess skills were. Because, at least someone remembers him.

He sat listlessly in front of the stall, playing chess during the day, and at night he had to support his family to make money, and people could get everything they wanted without him working so hard, while he worked hard and lived like an ant, is it fair? The blood in his heart was burning and boiling.

"That's enough, if you want to talk and talk, it's all in the way of how I can do business. Kong Laoba roared loudly like everyone.

"What are we doing to you?"

"Neurotic, this man. “

"Let's go, let's go. “...

The people quickly dispersed, and the old guy next to him patted him, "What's the matter, it's so angry today." By the way, did you go to see a chess match this morning? Today's scene is spectacular..."The man chattered endlessly, but Kong Laoba didn't listen to a word.

Because no one knows him, no one understands him.

Even a fish and a grain of sand have their own dreams, and they all hope to win the respect of the world.

The soldier dies for the confidant, and the woman is the one who is happy, Kong Laoba deeply understands the true meaning of this sentence.

The world is so prosperous, what does it have to do with me?

When people are frustrated, I'm afraid that what they think about most is loneliness.

Sun Huaiyu walked alone, the son of the dignified master, why did he have no friends around him.

He is also thinking about this problem, he looks like a jade tree, has a gentle temperament, and treats people humbly and politely, but there are few people around him. He walked aimlessly down the street with a paper fan in hand, hoping to see someone he knew and who knew him.

Finally he saw a person, Ji Rufeng, although it was only a one-sided relationship on the street last time, this did not prevent Sun Huaiyu from saying hello.

"General Ji, it's so elegant. Sun Huaiyu said.

Ji Rufeng was stunned for a moment when he heard someone shouting him, and the person in front of him seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"You forgot, last time you and General Wang, Zhang Shilang, we..."Sun Huaiyu reminded.

"It turned out to be Sun Shaoqing, rude and rude. Ji Rufeng said with his fists clenched.

"I'm serious, I don't know what the general has to do. Sun Huaiyu said.

"Things," Ji Rufeng obviously didn't expect him to ask so directly, "What's the matter, it's just idleness." ”

"Confidant," Sun Huaiyu was overjoyed, "Why don't we go to the restaurant and have a few drinks." ”

"Willing to accompani. Ji Rufeng smiled faintly.

"Okay," Sun Huaiyu didn't expect him to be so happy, "If you don't get drunk, you won't return." ”

Two people who seem to have been friends for many years just walk together.

Dawn, roosters crow, people wake up, and Xuan opens.

After a hurry, people rushed to the chess field with today's expectations, everyone hoped to occupy a good position, and everyone hoped to come earlier than others.

There were still three hours before the start of the chess game, but the people surrounded the place.

"It's really unlucky, the person I bet on lost, causing me to lose ten taels of silver. ”

"Look at your level, what kind of good goods can be eliminated in the first round, I have earned this number net. "There was a man with two fingers outstretched.

"Twenty taels?"

"Two hundred taels"

"Two hundred taels!"

"Lao (lao) Hu, you won't bet your wife on the book, right? A man who knew him said.

"I don't have the guts to make a lot of money, frog at the bottom of the well. The old (lao) Hu said triumphantly.

"I'm going to take it too," said one of the men with a fierce heart.

"I'll go too," said one of them.

People flocked to the casino in droves.

Xu Sanjin didn't go, he didn't think there was any need to go, because, the casino has a rule, if you don't come to get it if you win, you will win the silver tael and still bet on the person you selected at the beginning, such a humane rule has saved many people a lot of trouble.

He never thought that he would win, he never thought that Ouyang Wuji would lose. He just promised Liu Chunfeng to take the ranking, although Liu Chunfeng didn't ask for anything, he was very strange about Liu Chunfeng, he was obviously so superb in chess, why didn't he come to participate in the chess game in person, but let him go, what a strange person.

He felt that he was a smart person, and he had to live up to his master's instructions, and he could still make a lot of money, and he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.

"Pig head, what are you laughing at?" Miao Qingqing asked.

"What's your business. Xu Sanjin raised his arm and looked at the bruises on it, needless to say, it was naturally Miss Miao's masterpiece.

"Yes, it seems that I was in a good mood yesterday, isn't it?" Miao Qingqing said with a smile.

"Ahem, what, I'm going to a chess tournament, I'll talk when I come back. Xu Sanjin said.

"What a coincidence, I happened to go too. Miao Qingqing said with a smile.

"You, you go too. Xu Sanjin tried his best to calm his mood.

"yes, can't you?" Miao Qingqing asked rhetorically.

"Okay, why not?" said Xu Sanjin listlessly.

"Alright, let's go. Miao Qingqing said happily, she directly ignored Xu Sanjin's mood.

This chess game is getting more and more lively.

The bell has passed and the game has begun.

"We really have fate," Nangong said with a smile.

"yes, I don't want us to meet so soon. Ouyang Wuji said.

"Let's get started. Nangong locked his eyebrows and fell.

Ouyang Wuji smiled bitterly, and was about to play chess, when he found that someone touched him, there was an extra note in his hand, he slowly opened it, and found that there was a word in it, "Win".

"It's a funny thing. Ouyang Wuji said, and then a son came out.

"It's very interesting. Nangong locked his eyebrows and said, "Playing chess with you is indeed very interesting." ”

In terms of level, the two are indistinguishable, the Nangong family is the best at layout, and every move has endless meanings, which makes people unguardable, if one move is not careful, the whole game will be lost, and Ouyang Wuji is Bai Yuan's disciple, which is a kind of spirit and a hope.

"Damn," Nangong Suomei secretly scolded in his heart, "He found that no matter how delicate his game was, it would be useless, because Ouyang Wuji didn't plan to break the formation, they were just like Chu and Han competing for hegemony, each of them was in their own layout, and there was only one result for this, a draw." “

But he was unwilling, he dropped a son, this one was like a sharp knife, piercing into Ouyang Wuji's chess.

Ouyang Wuji frowned, "Isn't it good to draw chess, so that we can all advance." “

"In my dictionary, there are only wins and defeats. Nangong said with a lock of eyebrows.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman. Ouyang Wuji said.

Since there is no escape, why not try your best to fight, even if you lose, you will fight happily.

Nangong Suo's eyebrows and eyes became hot, his heart was burning, and the raging fire seemed to raise a powerful battle intent, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, because he had never met an opponent, he himself believed that he was the hope of the Nangong family, with his existence, he would lead the family to a new peak, he was good at strategy, he thought that all people, all things, were in his hands, and he was confident.

No one can have his strategy, no one can compare to his chess skills, and no one can shake his status, but all this has changed since Ouyang Wuji arrived. When Nangong Chengcheng invited Ouyang Wuji again and again, his arrogant heart was shattered, why?" Nangong said to himself more than once.

Let's let this game come to an end.

Ouyang Wuji felt this strong fighting intent, it was the kind of desire of unwilling people to take back everything, a kind of belief that they would fight with all their might.

He could only greet it with all his might.

In the face of a crazy person, people are often a little powerless.

Nangong locked his eyebrows and attacked desperately, he seemed to have forgotten his original game, he was attacking, attacking.

No matter how hard the city wall was, it couldn't withstand the desperate attack, Ouyang Wuji felt more and more difficult, and what he was doing in front of him didn't seem to be a person, but a bloodthirsty beast.

He thought about the word 'win', this was the order of the gang to kidnap Song Wen, but he wanted to know how Song Wen was, even if it was good to meet him.

This chess game was originally played for her.

"Why are you going down?" suddenly remembered a voice in his mind.

"I, I don't know. Ouyang Wuji paused and said.

"A chess player without a soul is doomed to fail. The voice said, "Let me ask you again, why did you go down, why did you go down?"

"For a loved one. ”

"Well, please remember her and forget everything else. The voice said.

Ouyang Wuji closed his eyes, and at this time there was only one figure in his mind, the junior sister wearing a wreath of flowers for her. She was playing happily and carefree.

"Tell me, are you still scared?"

"What is fear?" Ouyang Wuji said calmly. Then he opened his eyes.

"What, is it so painful?" Nangong frowned at Ouyang Wuji, who opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, I just slept well. Ouyang Wuji said.

"Hard-mouthed, I'll see how you win. Nangong said with a lock of eyebrows.

Ouyang Wuji fell down, Nangong locked his eyebrows and was stunned for a moment, the place where he fell was a move that forced him into a dead end.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Nangong said.

"It's your turn. Ouyang Wuji said.

Nangong Suomei was about to fall, only to think that what he was attacking was a dead end, and it didn't make much sense, so he changed places and continued to attack.

A smile flashed in Ouyang Wuji's eyes. That's what he wanted. Because he's going to start attacking, and that's where the offense is going.

"Are you dying?" Nangong said as he looked at Ouyang Wuji's falling son.

Ouyang Wuji ignored it, because now he knew why he was fighting. He knew he was going to win.

After more than ten years of falling, the situation has changed.

Offensive and defensive momentum is reversed.

Because Ouyang Wuji has no worries, he is cracking the layout of Nangong Lock Eyebrows.

One move and one style, although it is not gorgeous, it is practical and practical, and the heavy sword has no edge.

Nangong Suo's expression gradually became solemn, as his strength was constantly weakened. He didn't want to defend, but he could only passively withstand Ouyang Wuji's attack, and he couldn't transfer, because in this way, he would lose all his efforts.

And Ouyang Wuji attacked with ease, and he now had the advantage. He was like a hunter, looking at a dying beast of prey.

Half a pillar of incense time passed, the situation became clearer, Ouyang Wuji's white son occupied half of the country, although the number of chess pieces in Nangong Lock Eyebrow was similar to him, but this did not mean that it would be like this in a few steps.

"Summation. Suddenly, Ouyang Wuji said.

"What," Nangong Suomei didn't seem to hear what he was saying clearly.

After a while, Nangong raised his eyebrows and said, "My world has never used the word chess. “

"I lost. Nangong stood up, wanting to pretend to leave calmly.

"Actually, after I finish this game, I will leave the capital and take my beloved with me. Ouyang Wuji said.

"yes, what does that have to do with me. Nangong said indifferently.

"Perhaps, this is the last time we will see each other, and if there is a next time, I hope we are friends. Ouyang Wuji said.

Nangong Suomei's shoulders twitched, he turned around and said, "Maybe there really won't be a next time, because I don't need friends." With that, he waved his hand.

Maybe his heart still longs for it. Ouyang Wuji stood up, he believed in himself because he was Ouyang Wuji.