Sword comes

Lu Baixiang stood up, looked at the handsome young man with a red mole between his eyebrows with a smile, and stretched out his hand to signal Cui Dongshan to sit down, "It doesn't really matter who learns chess and who teaches it."

One of the strongest Go players in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land, he has an intuition that today he may play a masterpiece of his career.

Cui Dongshan sat down, with one foot on the stool, bent over, with his chin resting on his knees. Compared with Lu Baixiang's upright sitting, there was a world of difference.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his arm, wiped his fingers lightly on the edge of the chess box, and said lazily, "You haven't decided yet."

Lu Baixiang couldn't help laughing, he never thought that he was on the chessboard, and he would be underestimated one day, but Lu Baixiang was not disturbed by such a trivial matter, nodded and smiled: "It's true that there is no such thing as a newcomer. fixed paragraph."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "As for the decision, according to the rules of the world, you can first play three games with a nine-dan chess player, three two one, and let the newcomer three, two and one pieces respectively. Of course, the outcome It doesn't affect the final decision, it's more of a kind of support and favor. Your Lu Baixiang's luck is much stronger than your chess power."

What really determines the rank of a rookie is of course the draws with the fourth and fifth rank players.

Cui Dongshan raised his head suddenly, "Maybe you will think that next time you and I play chess, you have a chance to play the peak game. Let me tell you that this is your illusion. But you must not be convinced, then I will reverse the order, one two three , Let me let you know your true weight, whether it is a seat system or an empty scale, it is up to you to choose."

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "You don't need to give up, even if I lose, I still know the gap between you and me."

Cui Dongshan stretched out his finger and tapped Lu Baixiang, "I just like your blind conceits who are not afraid of anything, okay, I guess if it's a handicap, you won't agree. Then let's start with nothing. , but if you don’t guess, you, Lu Baixiang, will hold the black and go first.”

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "How much should I post?"

Cui Dongshan restrained his smile, a little impatient, "Let's talk about it after downloading."

Lu Baixiang was a bit casual, and the chess box at hand happened to be a sunspot, so he took the lead in making moves.

Cui Dongshan allowed Lu Baixiang to play the most famous little tip in the world on the colorful cloud spectrum, with black one three five occupying the corner, black seven defending the corner, and black nine small tip, which are both unbreakable and vaguely murderous , the storm is coming.

Cui Dongshan was unmoved, and played well, and he didn't even use any kind of "no loss" coping method in later generations.

Lu Baixiang is like an old monk in meditation, immersed in the chess game, completely forgetting himself.

Cui Dongshan is a chatterbox, he played chess casually, and started talking about it, as if he was teaching Lu Baixiang to play chess, "In fact, the seat system is more fun. Of course, the popular empty-scale opening has its own The advantage of the chessboard will make the chessboard bigger, but if the chess is not strong enough, the ingenious formulas of the sages will be used up in the prologue. Dung pits, mad dogs biting people, catching loaches in stinky ditches, very boring, can make people watching chess doze off."

"People today comment on the seat system of the ancients. They prefer to belittle the preface, and only admit that the competition in the Central Plains in the middle stage is very exciting. In fact, it is not quite right."

"Lu Baixiang, your intuition for chess shapes is not bad, but it's just not bad. As for chess theory, it's like the obscene clothes on the right side of Sui. You haven't even seen it, let alone touched it."

The chess game is roughly considered to have just entered the middle game, and the nagging Cui Dongshan has already covered the chess box with his palm.

Lu Baixiang raised his head, "What is Mr. Cui doing?"

Cui Dongshan was stunned, "You didn't see that you have lost up to thirty hands."

Cui Dongshan raised his hand, "Then continue."

Lu Baixiang frowned and continued to play.

It is undeniable that when Lu Baixiang plays chess, he is extremely elegant. Whether he is stretching out his hand to twist a piece, leaning over to make a piece, or examining the chess game, he is all coquettish.

It's a pity that Cui Dongshan doesn't look at these at all, even the chess game, Cui Dongshan doesn't pay much attention, and the pieces are flying like flying. After the white pieces take root on the chessboard, they just wait boredly for Lu Baixiang. The reason for the nagging is that waiting is too boring.

Cui Dongshan said casually: "Zuo Ziqi and the empty chess game are actually not good or bad. Nowadays, chess players are competing for this and that. In the final analysis, their views on the chess game are not deep enough or wide enough. In fact, more than ten games of Caiyun , there should be No.11 game, as for the chessboard, it’s not just nineteen vertical and horizontal, it’s too small.”

Lu Baixiang's heart tightened, and he paused for a long time, silently staring at the chess game that was actually not complicated.

The opponent has no powerful killing move, no clever exchange, no so-called big oblique sword.

It was as if he was just clean, playing half a game of chess with Lu Baixiang with him, and patiently waiting for him to admit defeat.

With a heavy heart, Lu Baixiang placed the two chess pieces in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

The thrower admits defeat.

Cui Dongshan yawned, "Right, I just said that there is no need to think about what is not for the purpose. Next, let you have a son"

Lu Baixiang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Cui let me have two sons, what?"

Cui Dongshan laughed and said: "A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, not bad, not in vain, let me teach you this game of chess."

Lu Baixiang smiled wryly and was speechless. After he stabilized his mind, he began to clean up the chess game. Finally, he took a deep breath and started the second game.

Cui Dongshan still did not have the posture of going all out, but asserted early, "I have made no mistakes in every step, and I will naturally win."

After chess reaches the middle game, Lu Baixiang often needs to take long exams.

Cui Dongshan didn't make any urging, but just looked around frequently, not doing anything right.

After Lu Baixiang dropped a son, he took the initiative to ask for the first time: "It's just that every step is correct."

Cui Dongshan hummed, "That's it. But my so-called innocence is not talking to ordinary nine-dan national players. You don't understand. This is a profound knowledge that is hundreds of thousands of miles away. How can I teach it to be a master?" "School toddler"

After all, this game of chess was dragged to the final stage by Lu Baixiang, but he still surrendered.

Cui Dongshan changed completely, became interested, and asked with a smile: "In the third round, let's have a little prize."

Lu Baixiang asked back: "What prize?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "My husband told me that the four of you each have a sentence. I already know the general content, but I also know that some of you must have lied. It may not be completely false, it should be half-truth and half-false." , it is reasonable to say that you, Lu Baixiang, are the most suspected, because your words are the most like nonsense, but these are not important. If I win the third game, you, Lu Baixiang, just need to tell me who you think is lying The possibility is the greatest, you can say whoever you want, as long as you give me your name."

Lu Baixiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is there any meaning in this way?"

Cui Dongshan said solemnly: "Yes."

Lu Baixiang thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Two rounds are enough."

Cui Dongshan said with a face full of disappointment: "It's not difficult for you to gain a strong [-]th dan in Aquarius Continent. Although it's only equivalent to the ordinary [-]th dan in Zhongtu Shenzhou, it's not bad. If you learn some more chess, you'll be better off." Da Da Pu, in the future, you can have a place for you, Lu Baixiang, in Yilin, the Shenzhou of Zhongtu, where there are so many masters, so that the three of you dare not go down."

Lu Baixiang hesitated for a moment, and asked curiously: "Can Mr. Cui's chess skills be ranked among the top ten in this magnificent world?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Go is just a small way, so what if you make it into the top ten? Some monks of the upper five realms of Yin Yang and Shushu are all proficient in this way, and then, why don't they be beaten by monks in the same realm? "

Lu Baixiang stared, "Boldly ask again, how big is the gap between Mr. Cui and the Lord of Baidi City?"

Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "It's missing a Ma Lei who is the black first."

Lu Baixiang's mood gradually stabilized, and he asked with a smile: "If you let the third son, I win, what about Mr. Cui?"

Cui Dongshan pointed to the colorful cloud book, "I just ate it."

Lu Baixiang only took it as a joke, and couldn't help asking, "How much is the difference in chess skills between Mr. Cui and that Great Li Guoshi Cui Chan?"

Cui Dongshan glanced at Lu Baixiang and said nothing.

Lu Baixiang apologized: "I was rude."

Cui Dongshan stood up and asked, "How do you feel after losing two rounds?"

Lu Baixiang got up after him, and he said sincerely: "I have benefited a lot, even though I lost, I am honored."

Cui Dongshan shook his head, disapprovingly said: "You have no right to say the following four words."

Looking at Cui Dongshan's back.

Lu Baixiang sat back in his seat and began to review the game alone.

Cui Dongshan walked in the corridor and murmured, "Wei Xian, it's a little dangerous."

Then he laughed at himself, "What is this?"

He smiled suddenly, and knocked on the door on Sui's right, "Sister Sui, are you there? I've already learned chess from Lu Baixiang, and I'll learn swordsmanship from you."

After Chen Pingan put the treasure box back into the bamboo box, he left the inn alone to visit the local customs.

In a small county town, even though the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs. There are Wenwu Temple, Chenghuang Temple, county government schools, and various shops.

The bumpy yellow dirt road, the sprouting willows, the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs, and the brand-new Spring Festival couplets.

The out-of-country peddlers who are in a hurry doing business with no roots, and the running children, most of them are dressed in new clothes during the Chinese New Year, full of vigor.

Walking and walking, I walked outside the Martial Temple without knowing it, and passed by a Temple of Wealth, which was full of incense compared to the deserted Confucian Temple.

Chen Pingan has traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and found an interesting thing. The common people seem to respect the great gods and do not get close to them. more intimate.For example, in the Qingluan Kingdom, where there are many Taoist temples, the main god in the central hall, the common people often pay homage to the gods, and they often stay for a short time. The wish is prayed for.

When Chen Ping walked into the Wu Temple, there were only a handful of pilgrims.

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bsp;The statue looks like a military general, painted clay sculpture, holding an iron mace, ferocious and glaring, very majestic.

Miao Zhu didn't show up here. Chen Ping'an is now at the fifth level of martial arts, but his injuries have not yet healed.Of course, the premise is that Cao Ci, the heavenly genius of the Daduan Dynasty, has already entered the sixth realm of martial arts.In the sixth realm, the key is to find a heroic courage, which is a bit like a Qi practitioner forming a golden pill.There are generally two shortcuts. One is to enter the martial arts temple and try your luck to see if you can be favored and be given a copy of martial arts.

The other is to go to the ruins of the ancient battlefield and fight with those heroic spirits who are still dying, but it is quite dangerous. In the ruins of the ancient battlefield, there are very few wandering heroic spirits single-handedly. Yin soldiers and generals ranging in size are extremely difficult to deal with. The fairy book bought from the inverted mountain records that there is a huge ruins in the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth. It is equivalent to a military sage sitting on the battlefield, no different from a legendary Ascendant, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and generals under his command. More tragedies than falls have happened.

Chen Pingan never had any hope for the gift from the Martial Temple. Today he just took a walk here, and he yearned more for those famous ancient battlefield sites, relying on his own fists to hit a real sixth level.

Chen Pingan stood alone in the main hall of the martial arts temple. The martial arts temple in the county is too small, and there is no place to invite incense. Wu Shengren saluted, then turned and left.

Outside the main hall, the spring is bright and beautiful.

Chen Ping crossed the threshold.

Now that the Changsheng Bridge has been rebuilt and the first natal object has been successfully refined, Chen Pingan has stepped into the threshold of Qi practitioners with one foot.

But this is by no means a great blessing. There are few good things in the world where you can have both bear's paw and shark's fin, especially the two identities of Qi trainer and pure martial artist. There are very few sword masters in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Daoist priests who are masters of the sword room, and several freaks that Cui Chan once mentioned inadvertently belong to this list.The reason why this move is regarded as a stupid thing by the orthodoxy is that the further it goes, the more likely it is that there will be almost fatal mistakes. The invincible golden body practiced by Taoists and the impeccable glazed body pursued by Taoists are actually tirelessly pursuing the word "flawless", and the practice of martial arts is even more pure.

Once you choose to open up two roads at the same time, you will be asking for hardships, and it is easy to not rely on both ends, and your final achievements will be limited.

Just when Chen Ping's right foot was about to step over the threshold, there was a ripple of spiritual energy behind him, and a mellow voice sounded, "Master Immortal, please stay."

Chen Ping turned around and walked back into the main hall. The painted statue shone with a layer of golden light, and then a middle-aged general in golden armor walked out of the statue and landed in the main hall.

The martial sage from Qingluan Kingdom clasped his fists and said with a smile: "It is thanks to the help of the student of the immortal master that our Wenwu temples escaped the catastrophe. If the master needs something, just ask, as long as our two temples can do it, we will never dare to shirk."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "This time, it was my student who made the move. It has nothing to do with me. You don't need to thank me, Wu Sheng. I just happened to pass by this time, so I needn't bother you."

Wu Shengren said helplessly: "I want to bother you more."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Shinto incense is the most wonderful.

Chen Pingan was fine at first, so he just picked a futon to sit down, and Wu Shengren set up some blindfold restrictions, so as not to frighten ordinary people, so he also sat down.

Chen Pingan asked some questions about the origin and etiquette system of the Wenwu Temple, and also asked about the literary gall. This question was mixed in the confusion, and it was not abrupt.

Wu Shengren knew everything, and answered them one by one.

Chen Ping got his wish, got up to thank him and said goodbye, Wu Shengren just sent to the gate of the main hall, after the young immortal master drifted away, the golden body returned to live in the clay statue.

Young people in white clothes walked on the street, past the lush green trees, past yellow dogs lying on the ground basking in the sun, past laughing children, young people murmured and chattered.

"At your age, there are always things you can't do, or you can't do well if you try hard. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

"However, doing poorly and making mistakes are two different things. You don't have to be afraid of making mistakes when you are young, but this is not a reason to know your mistakes and not correct them."

"If you have sensible parents, they will beat you and scold you if you make a mistake. If you go to school, your husband and wife will beat your palms with a ruler and board. There is Mr. Qi in the little vase, and there is the elder brother Li Xisheng. Cao Qinglang I have parents, and now I’m in school again. You don’t even have one. It’s okay, I’ll teach.”

"But how to teach is the best for you. No one taught me when you were your age."

The young man from a foreign country walked past Spring Festival couplets with ordinary writing and poorly painted door gods.

He was not in a hurry to return to the inn.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something, turned into a secluded alley, and took out a yellow paper talisman from the jade tablet that was close at hand. On the night, Aunt Gui and Jindan old sword Xiu Mazhi helped him enter into a contract with the female ghost.It's just that Chen Pingan had suffered a lot from a female ghost in a wedding dress earlier, and he was naturally disliked by ghosts and the like. Since he left Osmanthus Island, he has never given the female ghost a chance to show up.

At this moment, after she saw the light of day again, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while, standing in the shadows, slim and graceful, but gloomy.

She was wearing a gorgeous colorful dress with wide sleeves, and her hands were hidden in the sleeves, but Chen Pingan knew that, except for that beautiful face, there were bones under the neck of this female ghost.

She gave a blessing, showing two white wrists, and said softly: "The servant has seen the master."

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed to speak, so he hesitated.

When the contract was signed, Chen Pingan learned that the female ghost's real name was Shi Rou.

While Chen Pingan was paying attention to whether anyone was passing by nearby, he was preparing words in his stomach.

She laughed and said, "The master needs the servants to do some dirty things, the master doesn't need to hesitate, this is the duty of the servants."

Chen Pingan sighed, shook his head and said: "I don't want you to do those shady dirty tricks, you are a woman, I want to ask you some things you are good at."

The female ghost with bones narrowed her eyes, "Oh, if you dare to ask the master, it's a matter between men and women."

She laughed, with a bony arm sticking out her big sleeve, she covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, but her eyes were cold, "I never thought that the master still has such eccentricities, but it's a blessing for the servant."

Chen Pingan didn't care about the sarcasm in her words, and said helplessly: "I want to ask you before you were alive, did you ever marry as a wife, and whether you know some ways to set rules for the children and juniors in your family."

She was at a loss, apparently Chen Pingan's thoughts caught her by surprise. In the early years, her soul was imprisoned in that picture scroll, and she was used to the vicious deeds of that old immortal master, making her sick against her will. It was better than just watching her sisters The souls of some poor sisters were even dissipated, and the old man used the extremely sinister "wax sitting method" in the fairy art to light the oil lamp. The soul was used as the wick, and the soul was melted little by little. It was extremely miserable. Except for her, Who dares to disobey

As a result, she has changed to a new owner now, why has she changed so much?

She breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head and said: "This servant has never been married before, let alone know what the master said."

Chen Pingan nodded, and took her back the talisman without saying a word, and put it within close proximity.

In the darkness of the talisman cage, the female ghost faltered, with a look of astonishment on her face, and that's the end of it

She has some resentment, if she knew this, she should have fooled him, since she hasn't seen the scenery of the outside world for a long time

She is also willing to suffer from the pain of some strong wind blowing like flesh, and spring thunder shaking like bone.

Chen Ping walked out of the alley, and finally sat on the outside steps of a closed door, embracing his knees, dazed.

Passing by a family of three dressed in simple clothes, the child is innocent and carefree, the woman's eyes are red over there, as if aggrieved, the man smiles apologetically, says good things, and holds a long strip wrapped in oiled paper in his hand. Meat.But the more attentive the man was, the more annoyed the woman became. In the end, she took her son's hand and walked away quickly, leaving the man aside.

The man was hunched over and a little tired. This time he accompanied his wife back to her natal home. Several sons-in-law got together, some worked as errands in the yamen, some worked as teachers in the family school of a wealthy family, and of course there was a farmer like him, the father-in-law. He gave the gift in return, and the other two sons-in-law got the pork leg, but he could only get a sliver of meat. He was naturally annoyed, but his wife blamed him. As a man, he still had to quarrel in front of the children. The man sighed, and suddenly found a young man with an unfamiliar face squatting not far from the door, the man subconsciously straightened his waist, smiled at Chen Pingan, and then trotted towards Yu Xinghe far away wife and children.

Chen Pingan looked at this scene, although he couldn't understand the language, but he was born in a poor place like Niping Lane, he was familiar with the bumps and bumps at the bottom of the market, and he knew those trivial things that slowly drained people's hearts, so Chen Pingan could roughly guess it. If the child is older, I am afraid that he will know the bitterness of his parents. Maybe he will study harder in school, maybe he will smile a lot less, and maybe feel that the father who is indomitable in his heart is actually a bit useless. He will dislike it along with his mother, but it is also possible that on the way home today, he will help his father carry the piece of meat, and then his parents will reconcile as before, thinking that life can go on after all.

It's all possible.

Pei Qian was copying books in his room.

After copying the book, she quietly stood by the door, eavesdropping on the movement outside.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear footsteps.

She squatted with her back against the door, looking at her toes.

In the earliest days, she was not used to walking on mountain roads, and the soles of her feet were covered with blood blisters, and she didn't dare to pierce them with thorns.

Someone squatted next to her, helped her to break one by one, and then applied some smashed herbal medicine, and the pain stopped.

When Pei Qian was in a daze, a familiar voice sounded outside the door and asked, "Did you copy the book today?"

Pei Qian immediately jumped up and shouted loudly: "The copying is over!"

The footsteps gradually faded away, and then there was the soft closing of the door next door.