Su Mingyue's words are incredible.

However, Su Tianlei was the person involved. He suddenly remembered Lynch's painting before and immediately exclaimed: "Lynch, you really hit it again. Mingyue, it seems that Lynch saved your life again, thank him quickly."

"Thank you, Lynch!" Su Mingyue did not have the arrogance of any young lady this time, and hurriedly nodded and thanked Lynch.

"It's okay, Miss Su has a very good fortune and her life should not be awesome. I just helped her overcome a small difficulty." Lynch said lightly.

Seeing this scene, Su Yonghe was shocked.

He never expected that his granddaughter, son and his old friends believed Lynch.

Subconsciously glanced at the endgame of Go on the table next to him. Su Yonghe thought to himself, was it really this game that caused him to have bronchitis?

Although Su Yonghe didn't believe in these things, he believed it seven times at this time. Thinking of Lynch's previous words, he only felt a chill behind him.

Su Yong deliberately nodded twice and whispered: "Ko Lin, is this game really so evil?"

"Old Master Su, if you don't believe it, you can sit next to the chessboard and try it." Lynch said seriously.

"Okay, I'll trust you once."

Su Yonghe stood up straight and walked to the chessboard to sit down. His eyes naturally fell on the chessboard.

The white pieces on the chessboard intertwined, and the white pieces were originally a proud dragon, majestic and rising into the sky.

But the black man was a chain that trapped the crazy dragon tightly without any counterattack.

Seeing this beloved Go, Su Yonghe smiled and said, "I gave him a name for this game of silence, called the Junlong Chess Game, it's so wonderful... Cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yonghe started coughing.

He basically sat next to the chessboard to study as soon as he had time. The resentment on the white chess piece had penetrated into his body. Now he sat for almost a while, and was slightly affected and induced, and he coughed continuously.

At this time, he took out a lozenge and took it, but the effect was difficult to show. Not only did he cough and his cheeks turned red, but he even had difficulty breathing.

Lynch rushed forward and hurriedly pulled Su Yonghe away, but Su Yonghe accumulated illness and became blind. Now that he left this game of chess, the impact was still serious.

But Su Yonghe was reluctant to part with the chessboard in his eyes. While coughing, he asked, "Lynch, is there no compromise? Leave this chessboard and make my illness better?"

"There is no way, just..."

"Father, I think I'd better lose it. It's unlucky to keep it at home." Su Tianlei said anxiously.

"Have you asked you to speak? Xiaolin hasn't finished speaking yet!" Su Yonghe's attitude changed quietly at this time, but he stood on Lynch's side.

Lynch said lightly: "It's actually very simple. If you untie the silence of this game, the resentment above will naturally dissipate."

"But no one has solved this chess game for a hundred years, so how easy is it?" Su Yonghe sighed.

He has been studying chess skills a lot in the second half of his life. If he could solve it, would he delay it until now?

What's more, this game of chess, even Shi Xiangxia was unable to untie it back then and ended with regret.

Lynch glanced at the chessboard and suddenly said, "Mr. Su, do you know why no one has solved this chessboard for a hundred years?"

"Why?"

"Because this is a dead game!"

"What?" Su Yonghe was stunned. He glanced at the chessboard again, and suddenly his expression stopped.

As the saying goes, bystander Qing, Su Yonghe has been obsessed with how to solve the chess game, but he did not expect that the chess game itself was no solution.

Bai Zi was trapped to death and had no remedy. No one could reverse it if he wanted to break his head. No wonder no one could solve it in the past century.

"Ahem, chess is like life. Bai Zi lost in this game, and Shi Xiangxia lost..."

Su Yong suddenly coughed repeatedly, and saw that Bai Zi lost clearly. He only felt a breath of depressed air accumulated in his chest, which was extremely unsmooth, and his face instantly pale.

"However, this chess is dead, but a person is alive. This chess is not without the way to solve the chess," Lynch said suddenly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!

"How to solve the dead chess?"

Su Yonghe looked at Lynch in surprise.

Old Zhang, Su Tianlei and Su Mingyue next to him were all looking at Lynch. Anyone who doesn’t know how to play chess knows that he has lost the game if he dies. How can he solve this problem?

"Chess is like life, isn't life also like chess?" Lynch suddenly said.

"How do you explain this?"

"The so-called life is like chess, which means that a person's life is like this chessboard, full of many limitations. Everything you do must be in this chessboard, behave properly, and every piece is left."

Su Yonghe nodded: "That's right, this chessboard is life. Every time a chess piece is your decision, countless decisions eventually become your success or failure in this life."

"But there is one thing that Mr. Su doesn't understand." Lynch's eyes suddenly froze: "This chessboard is just a restriction set by mediocre people for themselves."

"The limitation of mediocre people?"

"That's right, I grew up in a mountain village. I thought the mountain village was where I lived all my life, so I think this is probably my chessboard. I need to work hard to plant that acre of three-point land in the mountain village."

"But when I came to Jinhai, I found that the circle in the mountain village was too small. I wanted to find a good job at Jinhai University. This Jinhai is the chessboard I should develop."

"But now, I think Jinhai is not my chessboard. My chessboard is the country, the world, and all the places that allow me to practice medicine and cure diseases!"

"So, our chessboard is just the current ability and vision, which is the limitations you set yourself. The chessboard of life is your imagination. The bigger your heart is, the bigger the chessboard is. What you can do will ultimately be in your own hands!"

Lynch's words were loud and powerful.

The bigger your heart is, the bigger this world is.

The so-called chessboard is all drawn by oneself!

Looking at Lynch's spirited look, Su Yonghe suddenly shook his whole body. For a moment, he found that Lynch was like a giant. The chessboard in his eyes was the whole world, but he was at Lynch's feet, and the chessboard in front of him was only the size of a square inch.

At this moment, Lynch suddenly picked up a white piece...

Bang!

Lean steadily.

"The chess has been solved!"

Lynch withdrew his hand and smiled indifferently.

"Impossible, how to solve this dead chess, uh, this is..."

Su Yonghe was suddenly stunned.

Because one of Lynch's chess piece fell outside the chessboard, it was completely out of order and did not walk according to the lattice point. It was just that this white chess piece was closely adjacent to a white piece in the chessboard, as if pulling the white piece out of the chessboard.

This chess piece was like a horse against the wind. It was originally a black piece that trapped Bai Zi, but now this piece appeared, which allowed Bai Zi, the arrogant and mad dragon, to break through the shackles of Hei Zi and soar into the sky!

Chess game reverse!

Su Yonghe's eyes suddenly became clear. He realized the truth through chess, but the chessboard he drew in front of him had never changed. Until this moment, he found that a wider sky appeared in front of him, and his chessboard was not the size of an inch in front of him.

As long as you think and see in your eyes, you can be a chessboard.

Chess is like life, life is like chess. The bigger you think about life, the bigger this chessboard is, and it can become a chess game everywhere.

Although Lynch's piece seemed to be playing randomly, he was not playing chess, but a kind of life.

In an instant, Su Yonghe's eyes were full of colors. Seeing this chess game, he couldn't help but sigh: "If Shi Xiangxia, the chess saint, could have set his sights apart, his chess skills would definitely be more than that..."

At this moment, the resentment on Baizi seemed to hear this sentence, and seemed to understand something. In a flash, the smoke disappeared and disappeared.

As soon as the chess game was resolved, Su Yonghe's face returned to normal. The trachea that had just coughed and itchy before was painful and itchy, but now he only felt refreshed and extremely smooth.
Chapter completed!