The sound of clanging continued to be heard, and a middle-aged man looked intently at a square iron plate burning red in front of him.

The iron plate is neither thick nor thin, and on it, the thirty-eight fine notches are very uniform, forming the shape of a chess table.

A relieved smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, he had been striking iron for many years, but he still didn't expect that a small chessboard would take him a whole day's work.

It's not that the shape of this chessboard is difficult to achieve, but that these thirty-eight vertical and horizontal roads are extremely difficult to carve, and it is even more difficult to carve so evenly.

Rao is like this, he also has a sore back, and there has never been a day when he will be so tired as he is today.

The middle-aged man watched the child running over, with a smile on his face, and waited until the iron plate was completely cooled, and took it out with a big hand, and under the firelight, the marks on the iron plate were suddenly very clear.

Most of the ordinary chessboards are made of wood, and the chess patterns on them are generally drawn with ink lines, and once they are old, they will show signs of wear.

There are also a few stamped marks, but the wood marks, although fine, still decay in the end.

The iron marks of this Dao, like a silver hook and iron stroke, have a desolate majesty, and they also reveal a wisp of eternal immortality, so that people only need to look at it, and their minds will immediately calm down.

The child looked at the mark, and the whole person suddenly fell into a daze, and his eyes showed unprecedented piety.

The middle-aged man looked at the child's gaze and sighed secretly, although he hadn't read much, he could still see a lot from that gaze.

"Dad, I want to play chess!"

After a long time, the child's eyes left the chessboard, looked at the middle-aged man and said.

Although his voice is childish, his heart is stronger than a rock!

"Playing chess is not a serious business, in the future, when your father is old, just by playing chess, you may not have anything to eat, it is better to learn to strike iron from your father, and you can still support yourself......" The middle-aged man shook his head, but his eyes were the same.

The child looked down at the iron chessboard, was silent for a long time, showed stubbornness in his eyes, and said, "Dad, I want to play chess!"

The middle-aged man sighed, picked up a cloth towel, wiped the iron chessboard clean, put it on the fire, and baked it a little until there was no trace of water on it.

He handed the chessboard to the child, and the child took it, and suddenly his hand sank, and he almost fell to the ground, this chessboard does not seem to be thick, but it is made of pure iron, so the weight is not light, about twelve or three catties.

"Stone, Dad gave you three years, three years later, you will be ten years old, I will take you to Dongyun City, five hundred miles away, if you can worship the famous teacher, Dad will not stop you from playing chess in this life. ”

The middle-aged man crouched down, his eyes looking straight into the child's eyes with unprecedented seriousness.

The child looked at the middle-aged man, this seriousness, also made him feel a little unusual, he couldn't tell what it was, he just vaguely felt that the decision at this moment would accompany him for a lifetime.

With a little confusion, the child nodded, and the childishness between his eyebrows was not visible in this nod.

Three years have passed in a hurry.

Han Shi, in the past three years, has also grown up, and most of his former immaturity has faded away, becoming a teenager.

In the past three years, every morning, he would carry the iron chessboard on his back, climb to the top of Woniu Mountain, sit facing the cliff, meditate on chess, and wait until sunset before going down the mountain.

When I returned home, I didn't fall asleep, but I wrote down all the thoughts I got every day, and after accumulation, it was already several feet thick.

In the past three years, I have continued to feel and realize, especially in the third year, almost every few days, I will break through in that realization and see a new world.

In the village, except for a few old men, almost no one knows how to play chess, and even those old men only know a little about the surface, and in terms of chess, Hanjia Village is a desert land.

Those black and white stones, in the past three years, gradually became rounded, like the young man's chess thoughts, polished more and more smooth.

But this is only the appearance, this roundness, once it lands on the chessboard, will exude a sharp light, as if it may take off at any time to pursue the ultimate mystery of the chess way.

Every chess piece is a question, but it is also an answer!

Han Shi's opponent is himself!

When he watches chess, it is no longer just chess, but the truth between heaven and earth.

His full concentration was immersed, so that the cold and heat of the three dynasties, in his eyes, seemed to be just a flick of his fingers, and it had passed.

And the reluctant question was gradually sublimated in his heart, turning into another two words------ cause and effect!

This idea of cause and effect, like a trickle, gradually blended into the chess game, making a strange change in the chess position he pointed to, as if participating in the natural trend of heaven and earth, it was natural.

The contest between the left hand and the right hand, one is like the invasion of fire, the other is like the softness of water, Han Shi himself, but beyond the left and right, quietly watching, like the mountain does not move.

The chess intent in the broken chess book gave birth to infinite changes in his mind, and at the end, he couldn't see it, but the outline of the change left an imprint in his heart.

In this regard, Blacksmith Han never intervened, he didn't understand any big truth, he only knew that a father's promise to his son was heavier than a mountain!

Even if he is confused, although he is also worried, he does not believe in it, and once he makes a promise, he will never go back.

On this day, it had been three years since the agreement, the blacksmith Han closed the shop, rented a carriage, and the family of three left Hanjia Village and went to Dongyun City.

Two months later, in Dongyun City, in a teahouse, a middle-aged couple stood aside, looking at the silent crowd, facing the two people sitting and playing.

One of the young men with a handsome face was Han Shi, and the person opposite was an old man in black with a folding fan in his hand and his eyes shining brightly.

At this moment, the old man gently dropped a sunspot, and a crisp sound of iron and stone touching echoed in this teahouse.

The old man's eyebrows condensed slightly, shook the fan lightly, and his eyes left the iron chessboard, but he carefully looked at the young man opposite, revealing a faint suspicious look.

In this game, the defeat of the teenager is decided!

In the past month or so, a young man surnamed Han has come to Dongyun City, playing chess games everywhere, waiting for challenges.

This news soon spread in Dongyun City, but everyone in the chess world knew that this strange boy had never appeared in Dongyun City, so as soon as he appeared, he immediately stirred up a storm in the chess world.

This young man has a sharp chess style, and the people who play against him are all good players in the city, but after more than a month, this young man's reputation has been gained, but what remains in the hearts of everyone is a chess game that I don't know how to describe.

This young man surnamed Han has played nearly 100 rounds, but he has no victory.

At the beginning of the game, the boy made a decisive move, but also with a shocking power, unmatched, and the person who played against him, often sweated on his forehead, his expression was extremely dignified, and he pondered for a long time before he fell into a son.

But every time he marches to the middle game, the son of the boy is a lot of people who can't see through, and when it is clear that he can easily win with only one move, the boy leads the chess game to endless complexity.

And the position of the fallen son is full of weirdness, not unreasonable, but there is an indescribable sense of pursuit, among them, there is a supreme freedom and freedom, putting aside the life and death in this chess game.

It's just that no one can say what exactly they are looking for!

In this way, often in the second half, the boy could have won a big game, but often ended in a small defeat, but because of this, no one who won dared to despise the boy.

The challenge of the teenager has set off a boom in Dongyun City, and even several seniors in the chess world who have not made a move for more than ten years have been attracted to it, and today's old man in black is one of them.

At this moment, the old man in black looked at the contemplative young man, and his face gradually became unhappy.

As if sensing something, the middle-aged man had a smile on his face and said, "Senior Zhang." ”

The old man in black got up and shook his head, "The old man looks at Ling Lang's chess, although he has the appearance of a jade, but his heart is scattered, and it is difficult to be far away. ”

Regarding the old man in black's up, as well as the evaluation, Han Shi still looked down at the chess game, and did not say a word, but after a long time, he fell behind again.

The old man in black's eyes instantly turned cold, closed the folding fan, snorted heavily, and turned to leave.

Seeing such a situation, the onlookers immediately left, and after a while, only Han Blacksmith and his wife and Han Shi were left, and among the onlookers, there was also a tall old man in a green robe, who still stopped and watched from the sidelines, and did not leave.

Han Shiniang looked worried, looked at Han Shi, and Han Blacksmith coughed lightly and said, "Shi'er, let's go to the south of the city tomorrow, it is rumored that several disciples of Senior Xu are all known to him, and he will definitely accept you as an apprentice." ”

For more than a month, since entering this Dongyun City, Han Shi has always been silent, especially when playing chess, he is even more silent, even his father, he can't see through what Han Shi thinks in his heart.

There are not many entanglements on his body, and tomorrow, if the senior surnamed Xu turns Han Shi away, the three of them will only have one way back to Hanjia Village.

Han Blacksmith sighed in his heart, he didn't know much about this chess game, but these days, he can also see some clues, Han Shi's defeat is all behind, but the first half is like a rainbow.

That situation, just from the demeanor of the person opposite Han Shi, you can see one or two.

What the old man in black said, Han Shi's heart can't be eternal, but Han Blacksmith doesn't believe it, his son, he knows it in his own heart.