"Come with me." Erlang Shen walked directly into Tang Chan's Yan Xi Pavilion.

He pointed his hand at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone beside him, "Can you know?"

Tang Chan looked ashamed and shook her head.

Erlang Shen moved two more steps and pointed at the Guzheng beside him, "Can you know?"

Tang Chan stared at Erlang Shen, with an awkward expression on her face and shook her head.

Erlang Shen moved again and stopped beside a stump, "Can you know?"

Tang Chan once liked Go very much in modern times, and finally asked what she was good at.

"I just don't know how this god plays chess."

"I understand a little bit." Tang Chan bowed slightly and responded.

"Can you know?" Erlang Shen spoke again.

Tang Chan's mouth twitched slightly, and she thought to herself: "Can you know a little bit? Can you be low-key? If you are sick, you can do it! Can you do it! Do you know this sentence only?"

"meeting!"

Sitting casually on the side of the tree stump, "How many games can I play with you?"

"good."

The next moment, golden light flowed in the chessboard pattern on the tree stump.

"You can actually sense the excitement of the chessboard." Tang Chan was surprised.

Erlang Shen bounced his finger slightly, and a black chess piece flew out of the chess box by itself.

"Bang!" The chess piece fell into the chessboard, as if it was shocked by a pool of golden waves.

Tang Chanqian clamped her fingers and a white chess piece fell into the chessboard.

While Tang Chan and Erlang Shen were playing chess, they seemed to see a great hero wearing armor and his magnificent ambitions in Erlang Shen's chess piece.

......

Tang Chan stood up, "I lost."

"It's okay, it's already very exciting."

Erlang Shen stood up and walked out of the house.

Tang Chan breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself, "I'm finally leaving."

"Follow me." A gentle voice came into Tang Chan's ears.

"Oh." Hurry up and followed Erlang Shen's footsteps.

Bookstore!

Tang Chan looked up at the three big golden words on the door plaque.

"This?" Tang Chan looked at Erlang Shen beside her with a questioning look on her face.

"Being my maid, you naturally need to be proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You can read the books inside at will."

"Xiaotian." Erlang Shen called softly.

A response was heard in the library.

"Squeak." The door opened slightly, and a small dog came out of the crack in the door and crawled to Erlang Shen's feet.

Erlang Shen bent down and picked it up and hugged it in his arms.

"Ao~"

The little dog turned around and looked at the library, looking reluctant.

"Is someone going to compete with me for a library? But I still haven't learned a lot of magic!"

The little puppy stared slightly, and Tang Chan felt a cold back, but she ignored it at all. Tang Chan opened the door gracefully and turned around and entered.

After stepping into the library, Tang Chan stopped.

"Oh my God, this... is so amazing!"

I saw a huge wall that was several meters tall and hundreds of feet long.

"Is this loft that big?"

Tang Chan looked at the massive books in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a purple light appeared instantly.

I saw that there were traces of the great way in this wall of book.

"Sure enough!" Tang Chan's mouth slightly raised.

I silently recited in my heart, "chess record!"

With a sound of "Weng.", the traces of the great road entangled each other and then instantly spread toward the surroundings.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh," three ancient books with blue covers appeared and floated in front of Tang Chan.

Tang Chan reached out and three books fell to the ground in an orderly manner.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion in front of him, Tang Chan opened one of the books, and ancient endgames appeared in Tang Chan's eyes.

"What a good chess!" Tang Chan was soon immersed in it.

Not knowing how time passed, Tang Chan closed the chess score in her hand and stretched her waist.

His slender hands covered his mouth and yawned gently.

Close your eyes and your mind is full of chess scores. "It's so annoying! If it doesn't work, I have to change my mind."

"Piano score." Tang Chan thought to herself.

"Brush." ​​A shabby book appeared, with a much rotten body, leaving only a few broken pages.
Chapter completed!