[Three Kingdoms] stay together

"Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao,...do you still remember?" Guo Jia had some conjectures in his heart but found it unbelievable, but if he didn't believe it, how could he explain that he had grown up in the blink of an eye when he looked at such a young person before?If it's just a similar person, then who is he?

The young man in the coat looked at Guo Jia quietly and did not answer, but said: "My name is Metasequoia, and I have never met you before, but it is because of destiny that you are here, why don't you sit down?" Metasequoia signaled Guo Jia sat on the side of the white pieces, and he walked slowly to the gazebo to sit with the black pieces in his hands. He gently swung his sleeves to the side, and the pieces on the chessboard returned to their proper places automatically.

Is this magic?Guo Jia once met an old man named Zuo Ci, who also had these strange supernatural powers, but it was too mysterious to believe.Could this person be the same as Zuo Ci?

Metasequoia looked down at the clean chessboard and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is here, I would like to play a game with Metasequoia." He pointed to the chessboard and looked at Guo Jia expectantly.

Seeing that Guo Jia didn't answer for a long time, he suddenly remembered something, and shouted out of the gazebo: "Where is Xiaobai? Come and have a drink." After saying that, the forest that was quiet just now became commotion. The little white fox ran out cautiously with the cup on its head, walked unsteadily into the gazebo and squeaked at the young man a few times.

"Good, good, good." Metasequoia squatted down and took the cup with a smile, rubbed the white fox's little head, got up and poured tea for Guo Jia himself and said, "It's my fault. I haven't entertained guests for many years and forgot to serve tea. I don't care." They know the quality of tea, but they say it’s the best for entertaining guests.”

"It shouldn't be bad, right?" Metasequoia looked down at the little fox standing beside him with a big tail swinging, the fox nodded very spiritually.

Everything in front of him was beyond Guo Jia's knowledge. He stood there in a daze, looked down at the golden tea in the cup, and didn't know what to say for a while.It feels so weird, this is definitely going to a strange place...

The pavilion suddenly became quiet, even the birds chirping in the forest disappeared, and everything around seemed to be watching Guo Jia, quietly waiting for his reaction.

"Squeak!" A dissatisfied cry.

Guo Jia felt his body sink suddenly, and a white and fluffy thing fell into his arms, and then he felt a tingling pain on the back of his hand. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the white fox had jumped up and clawed at him with sharp claws. the back of the hand.

"Hmm..." Guo Jia mumbled, and hastily withdrew his hand and glared at the disobedient little fox.

The white fox narrowed its eyes as if triumphant, suddenly jumped off his legs, and ran into the woods with its big tail flicking.

"I said it! You are not allowed to do that!" The metasequoia roared reproachfully from behind the white fox, and the white fox who had hurt the guest was frightened and went into the woods to hide.

"Go back! Face the wall and think about your mistakes! Until I allow you to come out!"

Hearing this, the little fox who was hiding felt fur all over his body puffed up and creaked a few times in the forest. Seeing that the Metasequoia refused to change his mind, the fur drooped again, and he walked limply into the depths of the forest to face the wall.

Metasequoia glanced at the woods, turned around and took out the handkerchief in his arms to help Guo Jia bandage the wound, explaining: "I'm very sorry, it...is not like this usually, occasionally it is naughty, but it has never hurt anyone again. "

"It's just being caught, and it will be fine soon." Guo Jia didn't care, watching the Metasequoia knotted on the back of his hand seriously.His fingers are as pale and soft as human beings, but they are actually smaller than his own, and when he accidentally touches them, his body temperature is not as low as he remembered, but rather warm.

Is he really not His Highness?Guo Jia originally had some expectations. If His Highness really grows up to be so gentle and tender, and his emotions erupt into a shocking appearance, then it really is...

It makes people feel that they can't stop, and they want to bully him until he cries.

Guo Jia suddenly felt that the desire to hug Metasequoia became stronger, and of course it wasn't the one in front of him.Although it is very similar, it is not the one he likes after all. His highness is small and soft, with a silly smile, and is very trustworthy. If he doesn't protect him, he may still help him when he is sold out. People money.Fortunately, there is Xun Wenruo who will always be by his side, even if I really...he will be fine.

"What are you thinking? You're all in a daze."

Hearing someone talking, Guo Jia suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that the wound had already been wrapped, and the young man who claimed to be Metasequoia seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and hurriedly explained: "It's just that I came here before finishing some things. Worried, I don’t know when I can go back, and I don’t know if I can see him again.”

Metasequoia didn't answer, just dazed for a while, then turned around and sat opposite Guo Jia, and said, "Let's play chess."

Guo Jia felt strange, frowning and it was not good to ask about topics that might dislike the other party, so he had to play chess with him.

Game after game, Guo Jia had no idea how long it took.

The time here is very chaotic, sometimes he makes a move, and the day passes, sometimes it’s only after one game, and the number of games is also very strange, Guo Jiaming only played four or five times when he counted. He always wins the set, but the person on the opposite side jumps up and says hundreds of impossible times after each set. No matter how many times, it is Guo Jia who wins.

In the seventh game, Guo Jia tentatively asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

Metasequoia on the opposite side did not answer, but said: "This is already 99 chessboards, and I haven't had such fun in a long time. If I hadn't met you, I would have been sitting in front of this chessboard all these years alone, but If it's always like this, Guo Qing will also feel bored, right?"

There is no way, no matter who says Metasequoia is not good at chess, Guo Jia always wins, even if Guo Jia deliberately releases Metasequoia, there is no way to win.

Although it is very real, Guo Jia has already determined that this is definitely not what he is experiencing, it is probably a dream, or maybe he has experienced it before?Of course, this possibility is too low, because if such a thing had happened, he would more or less remember it, after all, the person sitting across from her was a beauty that people could never forget at a glance.

"It's not as good as we do the lottery at the [-]th game."

Hearing what Metasequoia said, Guo Jia smiled and said: "Okay, I don't know..." Suddenly, he thought of something and smiled evilly: "What do you think, Qingqing?"

Guo Jia definitely did it on purpose. First, he wanted to see if this was something he was experiencing, or a dream, or if it was something he had experienced before. Second, he just wanted to take advantage of it.After all, the one in memory must not be called this.

Qingqing means wife.

Metasequoia's reaction was just as Guo Jia thought, as if he didn't hear it at all, he didn't care at all, and continued to talk to himself: "If I win the third thousandth game, you will never be able to leave here, but if I lose ..." He was silent for a while, and then said: "I will fulfill one of your wishes, how about it?"

Guo Jia didn't know how he answered His Highness when he heard this, he only knew how tempting it would be if this person could really help him realize his wish!Before he could ask, is it okay to make a wish to calm the world?The chess game started again, and the result was the same as the previous 99 games, Guo Jia still won.

"Your Highness." Guo Jia could only feel his body throbbing. He wanted to make a wish for peace in the world so that he wouldn't have to stand on the opposite side with His Highness, but before he could open his mouth, Metasequoia poured cold water on it. down.

"Then, according to your wish, let you enter the chess game to fulfill your unfinished wish."

When the words fell, Guo Jia only felt that someone was pulling him from behind, and his body fell backwards. There was no time to tell that he didn't need such a wish. Before he fell into the darkness, he only had time to shout to the person standing there: " What I want is..."

"Peace the world——!"

Guo Jia, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to catch the disappearing person, but his arm was so heavy that he could not lift it up, and what caught his eyes was no longer a scene like a dream, but the room in Xuchangcheng's house. .

Guo Jia was silent, what happened to the dream just now?Feeling that someone is pressing on his arm, he turned his head to look slightly, and saw the miniature version of the villain who should have been in the dream lying on the bedside, "...Your Highness?" His voice was a little hoarse and low, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time. The water is still a little sticky, and there is a hot and dry feeling on the body that makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Slowly began to recall what happened before falling into the dream. Although it was a little vague, I still had the impression.

Not long after he vomited the black blood, he felt uncomfortable when he was hugged by His Highness, and he almost had a fever when he thought about it. It is not surprising that he is weak now. He has been in a bad health for the past few years. Sometimes I lie in bed without the strength to move all day, and when it is severe, it will last for several days.

Looking at the dark sky outside, and looking at the people around him who still haven't woken up after yelling, it must be the middle of the night.

Even though his mouth was thirsty, Guo Jia didn't bother the sleeping Metasequoia anymore. He lay on the bed and recalled the dream just now, but nothing could convince him that it was real.If he really died once, and this life was obtained after winning three thousand rounds of Metasequoia, then... why can't he remember anything?If it was fake, why did everything in the dream make him feel so real?

Guo Jia felt a headache and didn't want to think about it, but forced himself to continue thinking.

It's really unbelievable, but judging from what I know about myself, it's perfectly normal to win three thousand rounds and wish to start a new life, because at that time, he didn't have any other thoughts about His Highness, and he devoted himself to it. On the lord, I just want to help him calm down the troubled times.

Who would have known that his original intention gradually changed, from just wanting to calm down the world, to protecting the blood of the Han Dynasty.

He even thought of His Highness that way.

After moving his numb arm, Guo Jia sighed and asked in a low voice, "You made such a bet even though you knew you would lose. Why did you promise Jia this life? Hall..."

"Metasequoia."

The author has something to say: Fox: Hurry up and say something delicious, let the Lord make it difficult for you to catch you!

Metasequoia (adult version): I lost [-] times, and I feel so cruel.

Guo Jia: I'm so entangled... I know I'm going to lose but I still do this.Is this interesting to me too?

I want to say that these 3000 rounds have actually been played for 3000 years, would you believe it?Do you still want Guo Jia? Over the past [-] years, he has played each game for a very long time, and he is with him every day, even though he wins every time.But how good it is to be patient with a stinky chess basket!