Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

"Little master, what if you accompany me to gamble for a couple of games?" Yin Shu sat cross-legged on the edge of the futon, resting his chin in his hand and staring at the expressionless "Buddha" in front of him, "If you don't go, I won't even go to that thousand I don’t know where the band is.”

"You either go to the brothel or the gambling house, where is the next one?" He didn't open his eyes all the time, and sat on the futon without moving.

"It's not that I'm going, isn't this going to investigate the case!" Yin Shu muttered, suddenly grabbed the corner of Yigui's clothes, blinked and whispered, "I feel relieved to have you by my side!"

Yigui slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yin Shu's face, which was obviously a completely different face, but he vaguely saw the Liang Shu from before on him, and sighed indistinctly, with some inquiry in his eyes: "Then who is Wang Yun? Why do you insist on investigating for him? Isn't this a matter for the government?"

After all, Wang Yun is from Moyuan. If he explains this question, he will definitely mention Moyuan. This is the last thing Yin Shu wants to tell Yigui.

Yin Shu dodged a little, couldn't help but backed up, pretending to be afraid: "Little master, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, it's scary."

"Scarier than investigating the case?" Yigui stared at Yin Shu, and the scar on the bridge of his nose moved slightly, adding a sense of threat.

Being asked such a question, Yin Shu felt a little uncomfortable, but in order to hide her embarrassment, she giggled a few times pretending to be relaxed, sat cross-legged on the ground, raised her chin at Yigui, and dragged out her tone: "Isn't that I have my little master to protect me, why should I be afraid of it?"

Yigui looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were like stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was smiling, but it was always hard to figure out what he was thinking.Inexplicably, Yigui felt that he was hiding from him.

From the time the two first met in the desert, they investigated the case all the way, and even went back and forth several times at the critical moment of life and death. Now that the two recognize each other, they seem to be peaceful on the surface, but after all, they always feel that this person is still as transparent in front of him. .You know that others are there, but you cannot see through or touch them.

Yin Shu hid himself very well, like stars in the daytime, although he knew their existence, he couldn't get a glimpse of them.But the more Yin Shu hides, the more Yigui wants to tear off those disguises and see everything under the skin.

"Oh? Are you really fearless?" Yigui stared at Yin Shu, as if he wanted to see into his heart, "If you have no fear, why do you avoid my question?"

Yin Shu choked for a moment, but immediately regained his composure, and opened his thin lips lightly: "I didn't avoid it... I just..." He paused, and then asked cautiously, "Then if I tell you, Wang Yun's death is related to the death of Wang Yun 13 years ago. Will you accompany me to investigate the matter?"

There was a silence between the two, something they had never mentioned since they met.

But everyone knows, whether to say or not to say, that matter is there, and there is no way around it.

But today's words rush to this point, it is accidental and inevitable.

This hurdle, starting from the desert, has never disappeared until today. It lies there, and it becomes more and more conspicuous as time goes by and the relationship between the two changes.

Yigui met Yin Shu's gaze, those eyes were still the same as 13 years ago, shining into people's hearts, but Yigui had seen their bloodshot horror, so strange and far away.

He finally sighed, took Yin Shu's hand and put it on his chest, nodded solemnly and firmly: "Yes, I will be with you wherever you go."

Yin Shu took a deep breath, knowing that today's matter cannot be bypassed, she dared not look at it again: "Chengyu, can I ask you first, how did you recognize me that day?"

"Tape." I said without thinking about it, "I recognized it at the first sight when I saw you, but I thought maybe you just got it by accident, so I went to the cemetery, but found that It's empty, so I asked you if you took it."

"Yeah." Knowing that this matter could not be concealed anymore, Yin Shu said softly, "But I didn't go there by myself. I sent someone to find my parents' cemetery."

Yigui didn't speak, quietly waiting for him to continue.

Yin Shu raised his head and looked at Yigui: "Then if I say that I am actually a member of the imperial court. You were exiled to Mobei the day you saw me, do you believe it?"

The surrounding area is terribly quiet, and if a butterfly flies by, you can hear the sound of flapping wings.

"Believe it." Yigui's voice was very deep, seeing Yin Shu's cautious look, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and held Yin Shu's hand without moving, "No matter what you say, I will believe it."

Yin Shu tried hard to resist the urge to cry: "Then what else is there besides the tape?"

Yigui's voice became very soft and slow: "Do you still remember Lijiacun? I asked you to draw the face of Li Laosan, and you wrote his name beside it." His voice paused, As if trying to suppress something, a little unstable, "I taught you that handwriting. It has been 13 years, and it hasn't changed at all. You can't hide it even if you want to hide it."

"So...so early..."

"I still couldn't believe it at the time, but it wasn't until I saw the dagger."

With a "click", Yin Shu's tears finally fell and fell on the back of Yigui's hand.

"Stop talking..." Yin Shu lowered her head in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"At first I told myself that it was impossible, that you couldn't just appear in front of me so alive, but again and again, the things I saw, the emotions I felt, all said, that's you, Ah Shu, you Really, come back to me."

In the end, Yigui's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Yin Shu couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to hug Yigui. He once pretended that he was an epiphyllum, and thanked him when it bloomed.For Yigui's questioning, he left only a plausible answer, and quickly wrapped himself up again.

Tight and solid, airtight.

But once he returned, he stayed there all the time, waiting for him to bloom again, waiting for him to reveal all his secrets.

"Ashu, don't be afraid when I'm here."

Yin Shu's sobs quickly turned into wailing, he had hidden too many things and distress in his heart, and through the dialogue between the two, he seemed to want to vent it all out.

After he didn't ask any more questions, he just felt that he was about to touch the ice in Yin Shu's heart, but he still slightly withdrew his hand.Yigui knew very well that since Yin Shu had been hiding for so long, there must be his own reasons.He couldn't and didn't want to force him to say everything at once, otherwise it would be counterproductive.

If Liang Shu is warm and sweet ambergris, then Yin Shu is rosemary, once it is ignited, it will hook people and souls little by little, making people want to stop.

Yigui hugged the person in his arms, thinking to himself, I am afraid that the moment he met Yin Shu in the desert, the incense had already started to burn, and now his whole body seemed to have that smell, strong and seductive, but Yin Shu Shu doesn't know it.

"Okay." Yigui sat up slightly, "I'll make you some food later, and then we'll go to Qianlefang together."

At the entrance of Qianlefang, someone saw Yin Shulai and warmly greeted him: "What does this young man want to play? We have Shuanglu, Dominoes, Touhu, Liubo, and cockfights in the backyard."

Yin Shu headed back to the gambling house, and went to look at the notice board above his head, wanting to see the way.

"Let's play Shuanglu." Wearing an elegant blue-gray gown today, Yigui threw a whole bag of silver directly on the table in front of the boss: "One hundred chips first."

"Hey! This is your chip, take it well." The boss put a lot of chips into the cloth bag, looked at Yigui and said, "You two masters, it seems that you are an expert? Shuanglu has always That Qin Munan is the dealer, if you can win him, then you will get rich!"

While talking, I heard bursts of applause: "Qin Munan is going out again!"

"Weak chess!" The applause and whistle were deafening in an instant, "You deserve to be the 'backgammon king'!"

The boss smiled and shook his head: "See, this Qin Munan, since he came, no one has been able to win against him in Shuanglu. If you bet, you must bet on him. It's a matter of winning more and losing less!"

Yigui took the chip calmly, handed it to Yin Shu, and said involuntarily, "Take it."

It was only then that Yin Shu came back to his senses, looked at the piece of head resting on Yigui's head, and found that his string of rosary beads, which he usually never left his body, had been hidden somewhere, and he didn't look like a Buddhist cultivator at all.

"You still talk about me, look at you, you know better than me!"

Yigui lowered his voice, leaned into Yin Shu's ear and said, "I have never been to a casino, but I have played Shuanglu in the palace before."

"Tell me about it!"

While talking, the two walked in. At this time, the Shuanglu poker table was full of onlookers.The two squeezed past, and finally saw the scene on the card table clearly.

I saw Qin Munan, who was sitting in the manor, standing on the left side holding black chess pieces, wearing a red gown, with one foot on the ground and the other on the wooden stool, playing two dice in his left hand, with an arrogant grin: " Who's next?"

"Me!" A rough man in a toga raised his hand and walked out from the crowd, stood at the other end of the poker table, and threw all the chips in his pocket on the table, at least twenty or so chips.

The dealer put the chip into the bag: "The two parties have made a decision, each bet!"

Almost all the onlookers threw their chips into the left pocket and voted for Qin Munan to win.

"Black goes first, one pays one. White goes second, one pays two hundred."

Yigui saw that Yin Shu didn't understand Shuanglu, so he turned slightly, pointed to the chessboard in front of him and whispered in Yin Shu's ear, "There are twelve lines on the top and bottom of the chessboard. There are fifteen black and white chess pieces, each occupying the left and right sides, and they are reversed." Let's go. Both sides take turns rolling two dice to decide how to go."

Qin Munan leaned forward slightly, looked at his opponent provocatively, and threw three and six on the board.

"He can choose any two pieces to move the two points separately, or he can use one piece to move the number. When there are two or more opponent's pieces in a move, he cannot enter the Tao. If there is only one piece left in a certain way, it becomes a 'Weak chess', the opponent can enter the way to replace it, and the replaced piece can only re-enter the game." Yigui continued.

Qin Munan chose two chess pieces and moved them to three and six respectively. The moves were extremely fast, and he made a gesture of invitation to the other side.

Yin Shu covered his mouth with his hands and asked Yigui: "Then what is winning?"

"When one side's chess pieces pass the opponent's and all go out, that is, all fifteen pieces are removed from the board, it is a victory." Yigui pointed to the word "door" on the chessboard and said, "If the opponent still has chess pieces left when going out If it is outside the boundary, it is a complete victory."

Yin Shu nodded thoughtfully.

Every time Qin Munan made a move very quickly, as if without thinking, the smile on his face became wider and wider.When he drove the opponent's weak chess back to the original point for the third time, the brash man in a broad robe panicked a little.

At this time the situation on the field has become increasingly clear, the black chess is far ahead, more than half of them have returned to the six paths in front of Qin Munan, far better than the white chess.

The man in the toga wiped his forehead and rolled two fours.

All around shook their heads and lamented.

Yigui added: "When the same number is thrown, he needs to move the four pieces twice to move the same number."

But the man in the toga had no room to move on the board, so he slapped his thigh hard. If he couldn't move this hand, it would be the opponent's turn to roll the dice.

Qin Munan smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and threw out six and five: "Are you still playing?" He straightened up and looked across.

The broad robe was stunned, staring hard at the chessboard, and found that no matter how the opponent moved, he could move all the pieces out of the door. He sighed heavily, turned around and pushed aside the crowd, and left Qianlefang directly.

"Heizi wins, and the one who beats Heizi will lose one." The dealer shouted at the top of his voice.

Qin Munan wins effortlessly, curls his lips, yawns lazily, lights up a cigarette, looks around, and snorts coldly: "Who else wants to try?"

The author has something to say: Who is the person who played backgammon all night because of writing this chapter?

Oh, it's me.

Note: All backgammon rules come from a certain degree, if you have any questions, please point them out to me, bow~