Xunzi saves face but also cares about winning or losing. He won eight games in a row before, but then he fell apart at the critical moment?
Not only did he lose a good disciple, but where would he put his old face in the future?
Also, he always felt that Wan Zhang had a conspiracy.
Without him, he has competed with many people over the years, including Fu Nian, Yan Lu, Zhang Liang, and his senior brother Wan Zhang.
He and his senior brother Wan Zhang have been roughly 50-50 winners over the years.
Wan Zhang lost eight games in a row to him some time ago, which is definitely not normal. Even if his chess skills have declined due to his lack of practice for many years, he will never be in such a bad state.
Wan Zhang looked at Xunzi in front of him and laughed in his heart.
He had indeed let off steam before.
To be more precise, it is a test.
Because he wanted to see how much Xunzi's chess skills had improved after not playing together in these years.
Although there is a saying that "if you don't become a national player at the age of thirteen, you will have no hope for life." However, the nineteen paths are unpredictable.
Suddenly, Wan Zhang reached out and pushed the chess basket containing the black stones towards Xunzi.
"Junior brother, please." Wan Zhang looked at Xunzi with a smile on his face.
"Thank you very much, senior brother, for accepting the offer. It would be disrespectful for me to refuse." Xunzi cupped his hands and said.
Xunzi had nothing to be polite about Wan Zhang.
It would be even more embarrassing if you lose.
"Brother, please." Xunzi said, then he twisted a black stone between his two fingers, raised his hand and dropped a stone on the chessboard, announcing the beginning of this war without gunpowder.
…
There is an inn.
This inn is not luxurious, but because it is built in Songhai City, it also has a bit of Confucian flavor.
This is an old store with some history, and has supplied food to Little Sage Village for many years.
The shopkeeper of the inn is the successor of Jie Niu Knife Technique. He has first-class knife skills and excellent craftsmanship. With this unique cooking skill, the inn's business is booming.
But few people know that this "Youjian Inn", which provides three meals a day for Confucians, is actually the stronghold of the Mohists, the mortal enemies of Confucianism.
A "man" with a beautiful appearance and a slender figure, dressed like a clerk, was going to clean a room that a guest had just left, but as soon as he entered the room, "his" expression changed slightly.
Immediately, "he" naturally turned around and closed the door.
This "man" is none other than Feishuang, who is disguised as a man.
Tian Yan asked her to find a class, and she really did.
Moreover, she specially found a job at "Youjian Inn" which provided three meals a day for "Little Sage Village".
In the room, a man wearing Qin army armor, holding a golden handle in his left hand, and a long sword with a heavy Yin energy on his back, stood with his front facing the window and his back to Feishuang.
As soon as he appeared, the surrounding light gradually turned blood red.
The terrifying murderous intent permeated the surroundings, as if it was about to transform from an artistic conception into reality.
The net is the first level of the sky, covering the sun.
"Shh." Fei Shuang was about to speak, but Zhan Ri turned his head and placed his right index finger on the mask at the position corresponding to the mouth, interrupting Fei Shuang.
Feishuang suddenly discovered that the whole world was changing. One moment she was still in the inn, and the next second she was already in a strange bloody space.
She was walking on a huge spider web. The spider web was so big that it seemed to have no end and spread to the end of the world.
Huge spiders hang from the blood-red sky relying on their silk threads, but in the center of this world, the unsheathed long sword of Yin Qi towers like the legendary Buzhou Mountain with no end in sight.
This is a world full of teasing, murderous intentions, and malice, just like the heart of an assassin.
Some people say that a little light is enough to dispel the boundless darkness.
But the four directions are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. In the vast universe, there is still a kind of darkness that reaches the extreme, making it impossible for light to escape.
Where has Feishuang seen such a battle?
She hurriedly fell to her knees and did not dare to speak.
"Are you a subordinate of Jing Salamander?"
A deep voice sounded like it was coming from hell.
This voice seemed to come from all directions, and also seemed to come from the bottom of Feishuang's heart.
"Returning to Mr. Zhenri, yes." Feishuang forced herself to calm down and answered Zhenri.
"Contact Jing Salamander, I have something important to do."
The voice sounded again.
"This..." Feishuang raised his head and stopped talking.
"how?"
The sound that sounded like coming from hell sounded again. At the same time, a big black spider crawled down from the sky. There were also densely packed small spiders surrounding Feishuang. At a glance, it looked like a sea of spiders.
"I'm sorry, Master Zhenri, Master Jingyu ordered me not to contact you. I'm waiting for orders." Feishuang quickly lowered his head and said.
"What if there is a mission?"
The voice came again, deep and full of murderous intent.
"Lord Jing Salamander said that if there is a mission, it is not my turn to contact you."
As soon as she finished her words, suddenly, the sky and earth were clear and bright again. Feishuang had already noticed that she had returned to the inn and was still standing in front of the door blankly.
The shading sun by the window has long since disappeared.
It was as if it had never happened.
She stood there in a daze for a long time, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.
It wasn't until the shopkeeper's roar came that she remembered that there was still work to be done.
…
Inside the Little Saint’s Villa.
Zhang Liang took Tian Yan around and went to the place where he usually takes various courses.
This place is like a university in later generations.
After going around in a big circle, Tian Yan and Zhang Liang returned to Tian Yan's dormitory.
"Excuse me, Senior Brother Zhang Liang." Tian Yan raised his hands and said to Zhang Liang.
"That should be the case, Junior Brother Wei Yan, you don't have to be polite." Zhang Liang waved his hand and said to Tian Yan.
Suddenly there was silence again.
Neither of them knew what to say.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan, have a good rest. I will ask someone to bring you food soon." Zhang Liang said to Tian Yan.
"Thank you, senior brother." Tian Yan had "calmed down" and calmly said to Zhang Liang.
"Junior brother Wei Yan, remember not to be late for class tomorrow." Zhang Liang turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and warned.
"Junior brother will not be late, please rest assured." Tian Yan said calmly, and then silently closed the door after Zhang Liang left.
"Senior brother, walk slowly. I'll see off senior brother." Tian Yan wanted to see Zhang Liang off.
"Junior brother, stay here and have a good rest. You still have schoolwork tomorrow. Read the books on the shelf and preview. Tomorrow will be easier.
Senior brother, I still have some articles to copy, so I won’t accompany you for now.” Zhang Liang stopped Tian Yan, then turned around and left in a dashing way.
His black hair is fluttering in the wind, he is a humble young man and as gentle as jade.
Just thinking about such a young man having to copy so many texts, Tian Yan felt a little inexplicable and wanted to laugh...
…
On the other side, Xunzi and Wan Zhang have not finished playing a game of chess.