The vast sea of ​​clouds surrounds the mountain peaks, and an old tree on the top of the cliff is proudly independent.

Several figures gathered under the tree, gathering around one place and staring at them.

The cool breeze blew, and Zhou Zhe had goose bumps all over his body. He looked around, but saw misty clouds and mists, and the vast sea of ​​clouds. There was nothing else except the surging cloud waves.

After walking two steps to the side, you will reach the border. A few gravel rolled down from the cliff and fell into the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared in a flash.

Where is this...?

Even Emei or Huangshan, which is famous for its cloud sea landscape, is not as magnificent as before. It seems that there is only this lonely peak left in the sky and the ground, and there is a strong feeling of being left behind and being lonely and confused.

Zhou Zhe subconsciously looked at the figures, thinking about getting some information from them.

However, after just taking two steps, he dared not get closer.

Because he suddenly discovered that there were two boys in the figures in front of them, one man and one woman, who looked twelve or three years old. They were wearing black and white Taoist robes, and the boy was tiger-headed and treacherous but pretended to be so sophisticated and funny; the girl was carved with jade and combed with a pair of small braids, which was very cute.

If it were just these children in strange costumes, it would not be enough to stop Zhou Zhe. The main reason for him to stop was that the boy sat cross-legged in the air, and there was no reason why the wind gathered under him and lifted him up.

There was even more misty clouds and mist gathering under the girl's feet, and standing behind the boy out of thin air, she felt like she was floating out of the world.

Immortal? Or pretending to be a ghost?

There was a square wooden table in front of the two boys, and there were ravines with moderate depth and shade on the table, like a chessboard, with dense black and white chess pieces placed on the chessboard, playing chess.

The table was just visible on the table, but when I looked closely, I realized that this was not a square table. It was clearly a branch split from the old tree next to me, and it grew strangely into such a square and flat appearance!

On the tree table, there was a jar that looked like a hollow wooden lump, and there was a twisted wooden strip inside, which separated the wooden jar in two, each with a colored chess piece piled up in it, like a chess cup.

On the other side of the tree table is a standing person.

He looked only fifty or sixty years old, but he was hunched over and his body was filled with a heavy death spirit, as if an old man was about to die. He was concentrating on the table in front of him, making decisions from time to time, without being disturbed by external objects at all.

There were three people watching next to them, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a straight waist; a woman with a graceful figure in a futuristic leather jacket and leather pants; and a faceless man with no mouth, nose, and ears, with only a pair of gloomy eyes left on the whole face...

Zhou Zhe's hair stood up, and he felt as if he had arrived at the scene of a horror movie.

But perhaps it was because the people in front of him did not move, and their concentration really made Zhou Zhe curious, so that he quickly calmed down.

Of course, the more important factor is that he knew that he must have dreamed again.

The lonely mountain, the floating boy, the faceless man... aren't these things that will appear in reality!

Yes, it must be a dream!

After figuring this out, Zhou Zhe took the courage to take two steps forward and watched the chess game with the others.

Let's see what's good about this chess?

As Zhou Zhe approached, the middle-aged man just turned around and glanced at the chess game with his scrutiny eyes. However, the faceless man glanced at him with a cold gaze hidden behind the clouds and made a creeping voice: "I caught up today, so many people came to join in the fun all at once."

The graceful woman didn't even turn her head from beginning to end.

Zhou Zhe was too lazy to pay attention to these "dream people" and focused on looking at the chessboard.

Above the tree table, black and white are entangled with each other, like two demons fighting each other, with me and I.

This is, Go?

Zhou Zhe didn't know anything about Go, but at most he only understood the rules. He couldn't tell which one was better or worse from the situation. Judging only by the number of pieces, this game was close to the end.

Sure enough, after a few steps, the boy fell down a son and said in an old-fashioned manner: "You are defeated."

The old man who played chess with him showed some sinism and reluctance on his face, but he did not refute.

The middle-aged man and the faceless man standing next to Zhou Zhe took a step back at the same time. Zhou Zhe was not sure about this, but he also subconsciously took a step back half a step.

The next moment, a thick black mist suddenly appeared on the boy's body, and there was a pair of green eyes in the fog. In an instant, the wind suddenly blew up at the top of the peak, and the sound of the wind was as fierce as the roar of an ancient beast.

The old man's figure was absorbed into the black fog by invisible power, and then there was a terrifying chewing sound.

Soon, the black fog dissipated and the old man disappeared. The boy was still sitting upright on the wind whirlpool, but a trace of his mouth curled up slightly, like a naughty child who had stolen snacks.

Haha, it’s true that it’s a dream. There are all kinds of strange things. But this dream is quite real and it feels different. Was it a lucid dream... After being shocked, Zhou Zhe thought happily.

At this time, the middle-aged man with a Chinese-shaped face standing beside him took a step forward and came to the chessboard.

The boy waved his hand and the chess pieces on the chessboard seemed to have a spirit, and spontaneously lined up and flew back to their original place.

"You should hold the black man." The boy withdrew his hand and said in an old-fashioned way.

The middle-aged man nodded silently, twisted out a black piece from the "chess box" next to him and placed it on the chessboard.

A new round of chess game begins.

The black and white alternated, and soon most of the chessboard was covered. Zhou Zhe saw that the middle-aged man was blindly radical, and after being eliminated and beaten by the boy, he immediately retreated step by step, which was a terrible sight.

After the chess game, the boy suddenly said, "You are defeated."

This time, Zhou Zhe took a step forward with foresight. Sure enough, the black fog appeared again from the boy, and the middle-aged man was ingested in the black fog again, and the sound of chewing came out again.

Zhou Zhe stared at the black fog, his eyes as if he wanted to penetrate the fog, but he only saw a huge phantom in the hazy state.

The black fog dissipated and the middle-aged man disappeared. Zhou Zhe breathed lightly.

It costs money to play chess here, but it is a death-making game... Although it is a dream, this dream is exciting enough. After all, it is hard to have a lucid dream. Why is it such a strange dream? All the dreams are all old men and weirdos, why is it not pleasing to the eye... Thinking of it, Zhou Zhe turned his head and looked at the only adult woman present.

The white leather pants outlined the slender legs, which was pleasing to the eye. Looking up carefully, I realized that the woman was not wearing a leather jacket, but a tight clothing made of delicate materials similar to plastic. Her slender waist and chest were slim, which was even more thrilling than the sea of ​​clouds.

Since it is a dream, it doesn’t matter if you do anything, right?

Just as he was thinking this, the faceless man next to him suddenly sneered: "With this level, he dares to challenge the 'Immortal Chess', and his dreams are getting worse and worse now."

After saying that, the faceless man had already walked to the chessboard.

"It's up to me to be black." The boy pretended to be old and pretty cute, but Zhou Zhe, who had seen the black fog, could not connect these two words with him.

The boy took out the black piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Another round of black and white alternation.

After being interrupted, Zhou Zhe's thoughts faded away. He quietly watched the chess game, guessing whether this faceless man could beat the boy.

After two games just now, he had already discovered that this boy was very skilled in chess - at least much better than him.

But when I heard the faceless man's words just now, I seemed to be sure to win.

The situation gradually faded and it was already in the middle. Zhou Zhe was surprised to find that the faceless man had a similar battle with the boy, and even had Xiaoyou.

If this trend continues, the final chance of winning should be quite large.

Just when Zhou Zhe was enjoying his attention, the boy suddenly left a son in the nonsense and said, "You are defeated."

So the black fog filled the sky, and the faceless man who was still proud just now disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Zhe looked at the boy in shock.
Chapter completed!