Sangsang can't play chess, so that's a bad thing. No matter how the old man thinks and deals with it, he can't get back to the situation. As the chess pieces fall one after another, the situation of the black chess is obviously great, and he is about to win the middle game.
However, there was no pride on Chen Pipi's face, and her expression was extremely solemn and serious. She even sweated like a slurry in her temples for some reason, and then she kept flowing down her round face and cheeks.
On the contrary, the old man looked quiet and relaxed. While drinking the tea that Sangsang had just brought over, he layed his pieces casually and unintentionally, and said with emotion: "I haven't touched a chess piece in the past fourteen years, so I'm really unfamiliar."
Listening to the word "Four Years" three, Chen Pipi wiped the sweat from her face. Although her expression did not show any abnormality, she was moaning and screaming in her heart: "It's him, it's him!"
The old man looked up at him and smiled and said, "Why did you leave before asking you to go chess?"
Chen Pipi said respectfully: "Because you are better than me and I can't beat you, so I'd just leave."
The old man looked at the sweat dripping from his face and asked with a smile: "What are you afraid of?"
Chen Pipi answered honestly: "I'm afraid of you."
The old man shook his head and sighed and said, "I serve Haotian all my life, not to make others afraid of me."
After a moment of silence, Chen Pipi said, "The original intention and the result are often inconsistent."
The old man looked at him and suddenly spoke, "Your surname is Chen?"
Chen Pipi replied: "Yes, my name is Chen Pipi."
The old man nodded and said, "You know, I haven't been out for a long time, but when I was inside, I heard that you ran out of the temple and now I'm at the Master's side?"
Chen Pipi stared at the chess pieces on the chessboard and said, "Yes."
The old man smiled and said, "What are you afraid of me? In fact, even if you are not the Master's personal disciple, if you look at the Guan, will I still be embarrassed for you? Taoshan is not far from Guan.
Chen Pipi raised her arm again, wiped the sweat from her face, forcibly suppressed the tension in her heart, and fell a piece of black spot on the chessboard, leaving silent.
The old man lowered his head and looked at the black piece he fell down, shook his head gently, and said, "Everyone said that things in the world are like chess. In my opinion, what is like is not chess pieces but chess roads. No matter how far the two lines look, there will always be an intersection.
hour."
Chen Pipi smiled bitterly and said, "I would rather be a chess piece, and black and white will never touch each other."
The old man said, "It's a coincidence that he just met a monk from the temple yesterday."
Chen Pipi was slightly surprised and asked, "There are people in Chang'an in Hanging Temple? What happened to be later?"
The old man said, "He is blind, and it will probably take some time for his mind to wake up."
The tone of this sentence was calm and ordinary, but Chen Pipi heard it and gasped. She scratched her head angrily, stared at the old man and said angrily: "Look! Look! Look! People in the temple are blind.
I'm blind, so what if I come from the sight? When I meet you, you insist that I don't be afraid. Isn't this teasing someone?
The old man smiled and said, "The monk is the illegitimate son of the preacher, you are different from him."
As Chen Pipi heard this, the anger on her face gradually faded away and she returned to her silent state.
The old man asked, "How is the master of the observation recently?"
Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "I have been to the academy for many years. I don't know how he is now. Maybe he is still traveling everywhere."
The old man nodded and said, "He is usually used to staying on the southern sea."
At this time, Sangsang came over with the new urn. The bacon in the backyard was still hanging on the pine branches. He used heavy firewood to press a fire, so she didn't need to stare at it for the time being, so she came over to ask the teacher's opinion: "How is this urn?"
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The old man looked up and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
"Bao Chicken Soup." Sangsang replied.
The old man puzzled and said, "Don't there be an old urn at home?"
Sangsang explained: "The old urn is too small. When the young master comes back, he is worried that the chicken soup produced by the edict will not be enough for us to drink."
The old man knew how important the young master was in Sangsang's mind. At this time, he listened to her words and knew that this girl was planning to live with him after the young master came back. For some reason, he had seen all the vicissitudes of the world on the throne.
He felt warm in his chest and felt an endless sense of happiness.
Then he thought of something, looked at Chen Pipi opposite the chessboard, slowly browed and said, "Do you know my female disciple or... the young master who knows her?"
When Chen Pipi heard this, she opened her mouth in shock and couldn't speak at all... The most amazing Master Guang of the Xiling Temple in hundreds of years actually accepted Ning Que, a black-faced maid, as her apprentice?
Understanding what he was shocked, the old man smiled and said, "Everything is just an opportunity, it's hard to explain."
Chen Pipi rubbed the sweat on her face with her hands, then wiped the sweat from her palms on her thighs, using these two actions to dissolve the chaotic emotions, and said, "Her young master is my junior brother."
So it was the old man's turn to be shocked. He looked at Sangsang, unable to understand that the successor he found in the dark was actually the maid of the disciples passed down by the Master. How did fate arrange this drama?
Chen Pipi stared at the chessboard and suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "I know that he knocked you down from the throne and locked you into You Pavilion. When he was a child, he once told me that you are the truly amazing person on Taoshan.
, So I don’t understand very well. It’s rare to encounter me in this vast world, but you are reluctant to take action.”
At this time, Sangsang noticed the strangeness on both sides of the chessboard and looked at the two of them in surprise with Xinweng in his arms.
The old man was silent for a moment, and fell a white piece on the chessboard, and said calmly: The subject is the subject, you are you, and you cannot control the relationship between the subject and you, so this matter has nothing to do with you."
He raised his head, looked at Chen Pipi and asked curiously, "To you think I am a very cruel and killing person?"
Chen Pipi smiled slightly and said, "The God of Light is pure and quiet. He is known as the person closest to Haotian in spirit in the world. But everyone in the world knows that you are not an ordinary master of Light, counting back to twenty.
In 2019, the head of the temple and the ruling, the two gods of Tianyu were killed by you.
The old man sighed softly and said, "This is about the two things that were more than ten years ago."
Chen Pipi slowly looked up and bravely looked at the old man's eyes that seemed to be able to see through all the light and darkness in the world. He said honestly and fearlessly: "The teacher and the senior brother are not here, but since I know that you are here in Chang'an City, I must try to bring you.
Stay here, otherwise I really wouldn't have the face to go back to the academy to see my second senior brother."
The old man shook his head, looked at him disagreeingly and said, "The Master I remembered before I was imprisoned was never the most disgusting moral dealer in the world. Why do you have to be so trapped?"
Chen Pipi said honestly: "If I clearly ran into you, but I didn't dare to say a word and watched you leave Chang'an City, the second senior brother would definitely beat me to death when he knew about this."
The old man sighed and said, "Mr. Second, he should be quite old now, but he is still so brave?"
Chen Pipi said sincerely: "Or why would you ask me to inform my second senior brother to come and meet you?"
The old man smiled and shook his head, thinking that the child was shameless and cute. After thinking for a while, he turned around and looked at Sangsang, reluctantly said, "I'm leaving."
Sangsang held the new urn and listened to it for a long time, but he didn't understand anything. He just understood the last few passages and realized that the teacher who taught his magic was actually the great priest of the Light of the Xiling Temple, and he was vaguely ignited.
Yoyo understood clearly that the whole world was looking for the old man. The new urn did not fall from her arms and smashed into pieces on the ground, but her two little hands holding Weng Yuan were exerting force because she couldn't suppress her heart.
consternation.
The old man looked at her and suddenly said very seriously and seriously: "The shadow of the night is no longer in Chang'an City. Now the academy has met me again, so I want to leave. Are you... willing to go with me?"
Sangsang looked down at the mouth of the wellhead, smelled the smell of new sand, and was silent. The old man was very nice to her. The old man was very lonely. The old man seemed to put all the weight of his life on her shoulders. The old man was very
She hoped that she could leave with her. She knew all this, but she had reasons why she could not leave. She looked up at the old man and said, "I want to wait for the young master to come back at home."
The old man had long expected to hear this answer, and smiled slightly, with a little sadness in his smile.
At this moment, a very annoying curse sounded outside the door of Lao Bizhai: "It's just your young master, who knows when will you come back? But I'm curious. Who dares to kidnap my apprentice.
Maid?" The ragged soles hit the floor, and the wide Taoist robe covered with oil and dirt came in with an unpleasant odor. An old Taoist priest walked in with his head tilted, with a frivolous look in his eyes.
The meaning of anger.
When he saw the character next to the chessboard wearing an ordinary cotton jacket and hunched over like an ordinary old man, the obscene meaning in the triangle's eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a flowing spring above the peak, and it was extremely quiet.
The moment before the storm, there is always peace without war.
Wei Guangming, the great master of Guangming who escaped from Taoshan, lived peacefully in an inconspicuous alley in Chang'an City for a while, and then met Master Yan Se on an inconspicuous winter day.
One is the most unfathomable throne of light in the Xiling Temple in hundreds of years, the other is the farthest divine talisman master who has walked on the talisman path for hundreds of years, the other is a traitor from the Haotian Dao Sect, and the other is Hao
What will the ending of the enshrined consecration at the South Gate of Heaven, such a sudden encounter, inexplicably, make fate feel surprised?
The long silence in Lao Bizhai seemed to be dead silent.
Master Yan Se looked at the old man.
The old man looked at Master Yan Se.
Sangsang stared at the two of them.
Chen Pipi stared at the chessboard in front of her, and her cold sweat was dripping like a slurry.
Master Yan Se sighed and said with emotion: "I have been looking for you in Chang'an City for many days."
The old man sighed and said with emotion: "I have been hiding from you in Chang'an City for many days."
Master Yan Se continued to sigh and said, "I don't want to meet you like this."
The old man sighed like him, "I don't want to meet you either."
Master Yan Se gradually calmed down his emotions and sighed, looking at his old friend who had not seen him for many years, he said calmly: "But since we met, there are always some things that must be done except reminiscing about the past."
The old man stood up, saluted his old friend whom he had not seen for many years, and said calmly: "Please."
(Tomorrow morning, I will send my leader to the airport to attend the class reunion. If you want to drive, you have to sleep. I will update it first. After I come back from the airport in the morning, I will go to bed and go back to bed. There should be another chapter in the afternoon... I am so obsessed with my mind on the weekend.
It’s not easy to rest well. Double monthly tickets are really annoying. I don’t want to be so diligent, okay? Don’t force me like this. This plot of friends who come to meet again in twenty years, I really want to write it happily slowly...
...Ahhhh! The monthly ticket is almost blasted, please vote a few to comfort me.) (To be continued)