Looking into the lone boat, I saw a chessboard and two figures in red Taoist robes, but nothing else.
But Jian Wushuang did not move. Instead, he cupped his hands and said, "Old sir, thank you for your kindness. It's just that our paths are different, so I won't bother you."
"It doesn't matter. Although the destinations are different, during this period of time, we can move forward together. The two old guys haven't chatted with outsiders for a long time." The old man in the painting robe smiled, and then held the chess pieces between his fingers.
, fell on the chessboard.
Facing these repeated invitations, Jian Wushuang became a little wary.
"If we have a boat to cross, we can save some energy to deal with possible situations that may arise next, right?"
After the old Taoist said this, he stopped talking and concentrated on playing chess with another old Taoist.
Jian Wushuang, who was still wary at first, felt relieved and then fell into the lonely boat.
The amiable old Taoist was concentrating on killing the generals on the chessboard with the other unsmiling old Taoist, and no longer bothered to chat with Jian Wushuang and others.
"Sir, this place is so beautiful." The washing pool was behind him and he couldn't help but exclaimed softly.
But Jian Wushuang didn't talk to her. After arriving in the lone boat, his eyes were all on the chessboard.
This is a strange game.
There was not a single black stone on the entire chessboard, and all the two old masters held were white stones.
The white pieces are fighting each other, and half of the game has passed.
He was puzzled. They were both Bai Zi. How did the two Taoists identify who was their opponent?
Could it be that they are just like the Fengtian Patriarch of the Divine Power Universe, who are poor chess players with poor chess skills?
Even though Jian Wushuang was worse at playing chess than Ancestor Fengtian, he didn't know it, but carefully observed the chess game.
Soon, he was shocked.
Because he couldn't understand anything, the white stones on both sides stopped, and he couldn't even distinguish between ourselves and the enemy...
But Jian Wushuang has a clear mind. The chess skills of these two veterans are definitely not like those of the Wild Fox Zen like him, nor are they like the ancestor Fengtian who has gone through several eras of chaos and only knows how to plug holes. They are not mediocre players.
But a real master.
Even though Jian Wushuang couldn't tell whether Bai Zi was our enemy or not, he could clearly see the attacks of the two Taoists.
The veteran chess player who seems to have a kind face is as fierce as a top player, and he likes to besiege and capture.
But the old man who never spoke a word and kept a serious smile from beginning to end, on the contrary, played the game in a gentle manner, neither impatient nor impatient, and planned the move slowly.
Moreover, this chess game was only halfway through. When the unsmiling old man made a move, the kind old man suddenly became extremely upset.
"You shouldn't. How could you lose?"
At this time, looking at the fresh cleaning pool, I couldn't help but said, "It's really strange. The chess pieces should be one black and one white. How can you tell them apart using the same chess pieces?"
Hearing this, the amiable old man's originally troubled expression calmed down, and he turned to look at the Qiqing Pool, "You are quite interesting as a little girl, with a sincere and sincere heart. You are a good candidate for spiritual practice."
"My chess pieces are not black and white, only one color. That's because I'm waiting for a destined person to come and have a try with the black piece."
Qiqingchi pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't I have to prepare my own chess pieces to play chess with you?"
The kind old man smiled and shook his head. He stopped talking. Instead, he turned around and messed up all the chess pieces on the board. "Quickly, let's play another game. Let's play another game."
Another veteran who had been silent until now finally spoke, "You're still here? You have nothing to press for me anymore, do you understand?"
"Come on, we don't know who will win or lose in this round, so hurry up." The amiable old man put his posture into full swing and started a new round of fighting.
Jian Wushuang did not speak, staring at the new chess game.
But soon, a similar scene happened again, and the kind and ferocious old man was defeated again.
"It shouldn't be, why am I the loser again?" He scratched his head, looking worried.
A trace of pride appeared on the face of the cold-faced old man, "Old man, you lost again, tell me what you are going to mortgage to me?"
The kind old Taoist looked downcast, stretched out his hand to touch his body, and soon looked at Jian Wushuang as if asking for help, "Little friend, can you lend me something and mortgage it to that old guy, and the old Taoist will pay back double the amount."
"..."
Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and finally said, "What?"
"Anything can be used to form a good relationship." The kind old man looked at him and said.
Since it could be anything, Jian Wushuang thought for a moment and then took out a pill with strong aura from Najie.
"Please, little friend, please reach out and rub the pills for a moment or two." The kind old man said with a smile.
Although it was a bit strange, Jian Wushuang still did as he was told, and then handed him the pill that had been rubbed by his hands.
The kind old man bowed and threw the pill to the cold-faced old man, "Get out of here."
The cold-faced old man took the pill and stuffed it into his arms, stood up and gave up his seat.
"Little friend, while there is still some time, how about we come and kill a round?" The kind old man also stood up and made a gesture of invitation to him.
Jian Wushuang, standing aside with his arms folded, was a little stunned.
This kind of invitation is simply a public execution for a bad chess player like him who can easily defeat even the Fengtian Patriarch.
"Well, that one is not good at playing chess, so why don't you come forward and show your shame?" Jian Wushuang smiled sarcastically and waved his hands repeatedly.
The kind old man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the worst is just plugging the hole, the old man can take one or two."
Under such an invitation, Jian Wushuang could no longer refuse and could only bite the bullet and take a seat.
"My little friend, although this chess piece only has one color, it has its own changes. Only the chess player can see it." He smiled and pointed to the chess piece in the chess case.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Jian Wushuang pressed his fingers into the chess case, took out a white piece, and then landed on the star position.
There is no change in the white seed, it is as white as jade.
His kind and seasoned eyes were fixed on the settled chess piece, but when he saw that nothing had changed, a hint of loneliness and disappointment flashed deep in his eyes.
But soon he returned to normal, and Zhizi and Jian Wushuang started fighting.
And this chess game, whose outcome could be foreseen before it even started, naturally ended with Jian Wushuang's defeat a moment later.
"I lost." Jian Wushuang smiled helplessly.
"It's okay, little friend. If you practice diligently in the future, you will definitely be able to compete with me." The kind old man stroked his beard and smiled.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and said nothing. They met and walked together by chance, and it was very unlikely to see them again after they left.
The kind old man then said, "I owe you something, little friend. If we meet again in the future, I will repay you twice as much."
Although a pill is a treasure, it is no different from ordinary things to Jian Wushuang. It is really nothing, so he has no intention of taking it back one day.