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The next second, Zhang Jing rushed up like lightning. He grabbed Yu Hong's arm, moved his feet, and pulled him down steadily. With his other hand, he pulled the reins hard to control the out-of-control horse.

Yu Hong fell directly into the sand due to the inertia of rotation.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, luckily there was a big boss who really knew martial arts.

Xia Qingluo pulled the reins to stop the horse, turned around and looked at Zhang Jing from afar, and had a new impression of him.

Although Zhang Jing is a very blunt person, he is a warm-hearted person who will definitely ensure everyone's safety.

A day passed and the first scene was not filmed.

Shang Jiaqi is emo and announces that he will leave work early.

Lin Yuyan didn't even start filming today and left early.

Yu Hong did not leave, but stayed at the stable to practice riding over and over again, determined to secure the role of the leading actor.

Zhang Jing began to doubt his life and kept discussing with the assistant director how he should act.

This place is far from the city and there is nothing good to eat or do. Xia Qingluo didn't want to go back to the hotel so early, so he wandered around with his hands in his pockets.

The grassland at the horse farm is covered with green grass, and the breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of fresh air.

Under the shade of a big tree not far away, a group of old men sat around a simple chessboard, watching the game intently.

When he got closer, Xia Qingluo saw that the middle-aged man sitting upright in the middle was Shu Weiming.

His opponent was a thin old man with a white beard. There was a thick stack of ten-dollar bills next to the old man's chessboard. It looked like he had won a lot of money.

Xia Qingluo walked forward and took a look. Sure enough, Shu Weiming was about to lose again.

The old man's chess playing method was very cunning. He always gave Shu Weiming the illusion that he was going to win, and only started to fight back at the last moment.

As a result, Shu Weiming was never convinced, and with each round, the amount of money in front of the old man increased.

Shu Weiming stared at the deadlock on the chessboard, biting his fingers as he thought, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure appearing among the old men.

Looking up, he saw Xia Qingluo had changed out of his costume and was watching intently with his hands in his pockets. Shu Weiming was a little surprised, "Hey, Xiao Xia, you also know how to play chess?"

Xia Qingluo nodded, "I understand a little bit, it looks like you are going to lose."

Shu Weiming's mouth twitched, "Isn't this nonsense? Everyone knows that I am going to lose."

He is the red chess piece. His side has already collapsed, with only the lonely king left, while the other side has a complete set of chariots, generals, and elephants, and a strong military force.

Xia Qingluo lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

In her previous life, as a housewife with money and free time, except for her husband who didn't love her, she also studied chess a little.

However, she usually played chess online. At that time, chess competitions were often held on the Internet. It was said that there were masters among the people, and sometimes online chess was even more intense than real-life competitions.

Then in that competition, she won first place and won a prize of 100,000 yuan, but she felt it was not challenging and stopped playing.

"Actually, this chess game is quite simple." Xia Qingluo said after pondering for a moment.

Shu Weiming lost all his appearance fees for the day and was in a bad mood. He said unhappily, "Then tell me what I should do next?"

The old man on the opposite side half-jokingly teased, "Little brother, are you asking for external help?"

The old man next to him waved his fan and said disapprovingly, "What foreign aid? She's just a little girl."

Several old men joked, "Whose granddaughter has escaped? She doesn't even go home for dinner at this hour, but is here watching us old men play chess."

"Well, since we're already going to lose, let the little girl show us her skills."

Shu Weiming thought that since he couldn't break the game, he might as well give it to Xia Qingluo for a play.

Just as he was about to stand up and make way, Xia Qingluo spoke up, "No need, just listen to my instructions, just two moves."

"Retreat the artillery first." Xia Qingluo said.

Shu Weiming followed Xia Qingluo's instructions without caring.

The old man smiled crookedly. It was indeed a pointless struggle. He immediately pushed the car forward and declared victory, "Checkmate!"

Shu Wei had already calculated this step in his mind. He shook his head and was about to take the money out of his pocket when Xia Qingluo spoke again, "It's not over yet, Shuai, hide behind."

Shu Weiming took his hand out of his pocket and continued to do as he was told.

However, this simple move caused ripples.

The leisurely old man opposite sat up straight in an instant. The laughter of the uncles next to them froze, and they began to re-examine the game of chess.

Shu Weiming also felt the subtle changes, and it took him a long time to understand. He asked excitedly: "Should we pull the cannon here next?"

Xia Qingluo smiled and nodded, "That's right."

At this time on the chessboard, the red pieces formed a tight and deadly attack formation.

The horses and cannons cooperate with each other to lock the enemy's general firmly within the attack range.

The old men looked at each other with disbelief and panic on their faces.

This girl who looks younger than their granddaughter is actually so powerful?

The old man kept wiping his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, holding the chess piece, trying to struggle and find a way to crack it.

"Checkmate~" Shu Weiming picked up the cannon and made the final move.

The old man hurriedly asked, "Hey, little girl, are you the apprentice of every famous teacher, who came out specifically to cheat us out of our pensions?"

"Self-taught." Xia Qingluo only left these three words and left in a leisurely manner, leaving the old men surprised.

Shu Weiming took the ten-dollar bill and walked out of the racecourse while looking at it, feeling happy.

"By the way, Xiao Xia, how was your communication with Zhang Jing?"

Xia Qingluo thought of the paralyzed man, took a deep breath, and concluded: "It can be said that there was no communication."

"I knew it." Shu Weiming knew too well the little devil's cold personality.

He looked around and pointed to a mountain in the south that reached up to the sky. "See that mountain? It's the famous Lingxiao Peak. A small part of it is open to tourists, and the rest is the territory of the major martial arts sects."

"Zhang Jing and I both belong to the Wuji Sect. I can take you directly to find Zhang Jing's master."

Of course Xia Qingluo would not miss this good opportunity and followed Shu Weiming up the mountain.

She thought that there would be many masters gathered there, and a large group of people would be practicing martial arts and discussing training techniques enthusiastically.

The process of becoming a disciple may be to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one rounds of difficult tests, showing one's perseverance and persistence in order to impress Zhang Jing's master.

However, when he reached the mountain, Xia Qingluo looked at the scene and fell silent.

If there weren't a lot of young men and women wearing training clothes of various colors around, she would have thought this place was an activity center for the elderly.

A group of chess idiots were playing chess with great noise and cheering. The only difference was that these old men played chess with great force when they were excited.

With a loud bang, the wooden chess piece fell heavily on the chessboard. The chess piece was actually shattered to pieces, and the wood ashes instantly floated in the air.

Shu Weiming laughed awkwardly and explained, "Actually, as early as ten years ago, people often came here to mess things up or hold martial arts conferences."

"Later, a shameless man was beaten and broke his bones. He called the police and extorted a large sum of medical expenses. After that, the martial arts conference was no longer held, and duels between sects also turned to more harmonious methods."

Xia Qingluo's expression was unpredictable. "So it's just chess?"

Shu Weiming nodded, glanced around, and saw the old man in Taoist robes in the middle, "That's Zhang Jing's master, and also my uncle, Liu Jianxin."

The white beard on Liu Jianxin's chin was about twenty centimeters long, thick and neat.

Unlike Zhang Jing, the ice cube, Liu Jianxin had rich expressions. He made faces from time to time to provoke his opponent's poor chess skills.

Shu Weiming and Xia Qingluo went forward to greet him, "Uncle Master, are you playing chess again?"

While the other party was going crazy, Liu Jianxin turned around and said with a smile: "Hey Weiming, long time no see, why don't you go visit your master first? He is also playing chess over there."

Liu Jianxin glanced at Xia Qingluo and smiled kindly, "Your granddaughter? How come she doesn't look like you at all?"

Shu Weiming shook his head repeatedly, "How could my granddaughter be so beautiful? She is an actress in our crew. She wanted to learn martial arts, so I asked her to become my apprentice."

Liu Jianxin paused, and immediately understood Shu Weiming's hint, "I no longer accept disciples."

Shu Weiming helped introduce her, "This girl has good physique. If you watch her perform a sword dance, you will definitely be interested."

Liu Jianxin waved his hand, "I don't have the energy. My faction already has two successors. I could have retired a long time ago."