My monsters are going to heaven

"General." Lu Yiming took his own car and sniped in a straight line, eating the opponent's Shuai, and easily won the first round.

Originally, it was planned to allow two rounds, but it was Kimporo himself who said no.

Lu Yiming didn't bother to be polite to him.

Anyway, I just don't want to sleep and have some fun to pass the time.

Playing chess is really a good idea to spend time. This game was easy, but it still took nearly half an hour.

On the other side, calmly, he flicked the oak chessboard and slowly set it up again.

"You first."

Lu Yiming was not polite, and Nianzi came up with a cannon, two draws and five draws to start the game.

This move is very common at the beginning, directly facing the pawn on the side of the Chu River, with a strong atmosphere.

Thinking for a moment on the opposite side, Xu Luo gave a son.

The deep and magnetic voice is habitually lazy, and I don't know whether it is knowing or not caring:

"Ma two enters three."

It is also a routine routine to take the horse two to three to deal with the gun two to draw five.

Lu Yiming secretly smiled inwardly.

Judging from the game just now, Kim Poro's chess skills are at best slightly better than ordinary people, so there is nothing to fear.

Wait for a while to feint a few moves, and then take a few dangerous moves with the sword, it shouldn't be too difficult to win this game.

Holding the other cannon between the index finger and thumb of his right hand, his fingertips lightly slid across the sunken groove, thinking about how to trick Kimporo's pieces into the sleeve.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he put down the cannon calmly, and picked up the pawns.

Just as he was about to lift his son, an indescribable numbness suddenly came from his temple, followed by dizziness in his head.

Lu Yiming put his left hand on his forehead, secretly feeling something was wrong.

Shaking his head slightly, he reached for the teacup at hand, wanting to take another sip to refresh his mind.

Before picking up the teacup, his head suddenly sank.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were no longer the darkness covered by the cloth, but the brightness brought by the warm yellow light.

The yellowed carved bedside table and the slightly old vermilion window lattice come into view.

A kerosene lamp danced on the iron shelf of the bedside table.

Huh?

I can actually see it.

Why did the eyes suddenly heal?

No, no.

Lu Yiming subconsciously wanted to glance down.

Sure enough, I couldn't lower my head.

— the neck is gone.

Raise your hand.

Can't lift it up.

—and the hands are gone.

Legs, of course, are absent.

"...!"

fuck him.

Lu Yiming was stunned for a while, rolled his eyes, and cursed secretly.

Again.

What happened!

I just dozed off, and I didn't even blink!

Thinking of the previous dream of turning into a bowl and a spoon, and looking at the matter of turning into a bird... I am afraid that those previous dreams were not dreams.

It seems that every time I sleep, I can change my body.

He didn't even believe it himself!But now he couldn't help but not believe it.

Could this be the so-called out-of-body experience?

Now what has become?

Could it really be a mouse?

Lu Yiming couldn't see his own appearance, swallowed, and glanced to the side nervously.

There is a round and flat thing on the right. At first glance, it looks like a mung bean cake.

There is also something like this on the left.

How come you look familiar?

Just thinking about it, a hand gently covered his body.

It made him tremble all over.

The next moment, he was picked up by that hand, turned around, and rose into the air.

Turning his head around, coupled with the condescension, the field of vision suddenly became several times wider than before.

Looking down, I saw clearly that I was on the chessboard just now.

The mung bean cakes next to them are chess pieces on the chessboard, one cannon and one pawn.

Seeing that the rightmost red "pawn" was missing from the chessboard, Lu Yiming guessed that he should be this "pawn" now.

……

The red pieces in this game belong to Lu Yiming, so the person holding the chess now...

Lu Yiming raised his eyes angrily.

Beside the table, there was a face he had seen for more than twenty years, with white bandages covering his eyes, a strange expression, and a smile on his mouth.

...Dead donkey demon!

I also don't know if he caused my soul out of body these few times.

Whether he is or not, a dead donkey monster is not a good thing anyway!

Hua Moyan held on to the red pawn, feeling quite astonished.

——It’s really troublesome, why did you come out?

Having refined the demon bones on the roof earlier, he curled up contentedly in the depths of the skin, dormant and rested, secretly watching, and did not want to come out.

But he didn't know what happened just now, he sensed a wave like an earth-shattering, and poked his head curiously, his whole soul completely stretched out in his skin, filling his limbs and bones like it was uncontrollable.

Ok? !

Young Master Lu seemed to have fallen asleep, so he took control of his body directly by showing his head, never expecting it.

Kimporo sat across from him with his chin resting on his shoulders, looking over with a half-smile.

Hua Moyan was afraid that something strange about him would be noticed, so he just casually picked up the nearest chess piece and made a show.

After holding it for a long time, I don't know how to start.

In the past, he liked to read hundreds of books and study spells, but he was not interested in other things. It is not bad to be able to recognize horses and cannons, and know the general moves.

How to go?How to go……

Sensing the slightly cold gaze from the opposite side, Hua Moyan shook his hand and moved the pawn a step forward.

Idiot, will you go!Retarded!

Lu Yiming cursed inwardly, sulking at the Chuhe Hanjie in front of him.

The game that was originally a surefire game seemed to be wasted.

Sure enough, for the next dozens of steps, Hua Moyan walked carelessly, and soon lost the wind.

Beside the handsome man on the red side, black people crushed a bunch of sunspots: black car, black cannon, dark horse...

Let the opponent take a random step, and he can immediately defeat Hongzi's army and return in triumph.

But the other party just doesn't follow, it seems to be playing tricks on him, encircling him but not killing him, chasing him but not suppressing him, entangled him but not letting him go.

Sweat broke out on Hua Moyan's forehead.

He didn't care about winning or losing this game of chess at all, but the feeling of being a trapped beast in the hands of others made him almost suffocate.

He also didn't understand, it was obviously just a game of chess, how could he make himself so uneasy?

In the back, the red pawn had been eaten to pieces, so he could only cross the river with the surviving red pawn, and walked alone in the enemy camp.

Lu Yiming was dragged around by him, the chassis was numb.

Cursing while walking.

——Fool, everyone’s car has already arrived at the door, and you are still here to fight...

——People’s cannons are waiting by the side, and you are still here to make pawns!

——The two cars are already in a straight line with Shuai, why are you still making moves!

—Admit defeat, waste of time.

--whispering sound.It's clear that someone is playing with you, but you still follow him around?

——Oh, don't move, don't go, don't go, I'm so tired.

……

After a while, there was only one pawn crossing the river and one bare commander left on the red side.

Heizi didn't eat either the red pawns or the commander, and just kept chasing after him.

Hua Moyan snorted coldly: "If you have the guts, eat my handsome, let me die happily."

In exchange for Kimporo's sneer.

Hua Moyan finally couldn't take it anymore, and "slapped" the red pawn: "Okay, you win! I admit it, I won't play anymore! I'm sleepy."

Ouch!

Lu Yiming was thrown so hard that his eyes were staring, his whole body was in dull pain, and he was in unspeakable pain.

A dead donkey monster, it's okay to be stupid, he doesn't even have any chess skills.

Kim Poro reached out and pressed Hua Moyan's shoulder, who was about to get up, and pushed him back on the seat abruptly.

He smiled shyly, but there was a taste in his tone that could not be refuted: "It is agreed that the next night will be the next night, not even a moment less."

As he spoke, he tapped on the contract beside the table.

That's the contract you made with Young Master Lu, it's none of my business!

Hua Moyan was so angry that he was about to explode, but he didn't dare to say anything.

I have just refined a bit of demon bone, and I will definitely not be seen through by the old monster, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted!

This is the only glimmer of hope left.

Gritting his teeth, he placed his hand on the chessboard again.

The sound of chess falling.

The wick of the kerosene lamp was stretched and stretched.

I don't know how many games have been played, and finally there are a few fragmented cock crows in the distance.

It was the first time for Hua Moyan to hear the rooster crowing and felt so cordial. As if he had been pardoned, he almost burst into tears: "It should be dawn, can I go to sleep?"

Kimporo nodded.

Hua Moyan concealed his relieved ecstasy, and casually threw the red pawn in his hand onto the table.

——Every time, he was always eaten until only Shuai and this pawn remained.

Kim Poro deliberately kept this pawn to run after him every time, and he didn't like being handsome.

The red pawn flicked on the chessboard, looking along the smooth lacquered surface of the table, it was about to roll off.

Lu Yiming rolled in the air in despair, waiting for the sharp pain.

The expected severe pain didn't come, but fell into a warm and generous place, like falling into a warm blanket.

I was stunned for a moment, only to realize when I saw the lines on the knuckles and fingertips, I was caught in the air by a hand.

That hand had pale skin, strong bones, and slender knuckles.

Raising his eyes, he met the handsome face of the master who had grabbed his hands, with a pair of gray-blue eyes deeply embedded in it.

Those eyes half reflected the flickering kerosene lamp beside the bed, and half reflected the pale light of dawn outside the window, shining brightly.

Lu Yiming was inexplicably stunned for a moment.

——Looking at it this way, his face has become so big, and his eyes have also become several times bigger. It's really scary to look at.

But ah, good-looking is really good-looking.

Kim Poro gently held the Red Pawn in his palm, and said a word.

"If you're tired, go to sleep."

After saying that, he stretched and put the pawn back on the chessboard.

Hearing those words, Lu Yiming's tiredness from staying up all night finally overwhelmed him, and he fell asleep.