"Master, who do you think is more pure, black or white?" Zhang Ben played with the chess pieces in his hand carelessly, staring at the chessboard.
"Black." Pu Tong dropped a sunspot.
"oh?"
"White is no longer white as long as it is contaminated with other colors; while black is still black if it is contaminated with other colors. The more colors it has, the darker it becomes. White is just the initial purity, but it is difficult to remain consistent. ; But black can remain as black as ever."
"So it seems that it is easier to be black than white?"
Pu Tong smiled and said nothing.
"So Master, do you think we are black or white?"
"Whether it is black or white is not decided by oneself, but by the person playing the chess piece." Pu Tong picked up a black piece with two fingers, dropped it, and swallowed up a large piece of Zhang Bi's white piece. "Abandoned pieces, there is no distinction between black and white."
…
At the end of the game, Zhang Bi seemed to lose faster than Lin Linyou.
"Two benefactors, your chess skills still need to be improved." Pu Tong began to clean up the mess.
Yang Fang took the initiative to take a seat: "Master, let's have a game."
Pu Tong raised his head and looked at Yang Fang with some surprise.
"Blind chess." Yang Fang added, "You and I play blind chess."
Blind Go? ! Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi heard about it for the first time.
Pu Tong's eyes seemed to have expectations: "In that case, if I dare, I will spare the fourth son."
"No, I won't spare a single life." Yang Fang seemed very confident.
"No, at least the two sons must be spared." Pu Tong insisted with a smile.
…
Yang Fang's chess skills are indeed much better than those of Lin and Zhang. He can play chess with the monk with his eyes closed and not fall behind.
Even the master couldn't help but cheer: "Good move!"
After a long time, the two made a draw.
Pu Tong's intention is still not exhausted.
Yang Fang took the opportunity to ask: "Master, after so many years, I have been unable to make a living and my fame has stagnated. I have always been just a small flag. I dare to ask Master, what is the reason and how to solve it?"
The master silently took out an egg from his arms.
Yang Fang pondered for a long time: "Master, do you want me to look down on fame and fortune?"
The master smiled and said one word: "Enlightenment."
After thinking for a while, Master Pu Tong added: "Perhaps, the next time you and I play chess, we will have the answer."
Zhang Bi shouted: "Ah! Master, I understand, eggs, if broken from the outside, are food, if broken from the inside, they are life! Third brother, what the master means is that you have to break the shackles of the environment and the shackles of fate by yourself! Destiny, It’s in your own hands.”
"Shit." Lin Linyou said calmly, "I think the master is saying that you are still a little flag after so many years, and you have something to use..."
Yang Fang: "..."
Zhang Bi: "..."
Master Putong: "..."
…
Yang Fang is back, back safely.
The female catcher was so happy that she rushed over and hugged Yang Fang tightly for a long time.
Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi also stood under the verandah not far away and watched with interest for a long time.
Ren Ran felt the fiery gazes of the two people, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up Yang Fang and left.
"It looks like tonight will be another fierce battle with lightning and thunder!" Lin Linyou sighed as he looked at the two people's retreating figures.
"Damn it! I helped her find her lover and didn't even say thank you." Zhang Bi cursed, "And Yang Fang, this guy, values sex over friends!"
"Just get used to it." Lin Lin said, "Love makes people blind, and being dismissive of friends is the most normal behavior."
"Love is like a ghost. Everyone has heard of it, but no one has seen it." Zhang Bi said.
"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong. You can't look at the love of Ming Dynasty with your post-modernist eyes." Lin Lin said, "In ancient times, love was still very sacred and pure. There were three books and six etiquette. Four gifts of hardware...Only in the bridal chamber can you perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou, unlike in our world where only hardware is left. It's so simple. I don't even know who Duke Zhou is, and no hardware is needed. Only five hundred pieces are needed to perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou. "
Zhang Bi said: "You are not afraid of getting beaten for saying this... Hey, I still think Jiaofangsi's love is the simplest and purest."
"Brother, you are right!"
"How long has it been since we went to Nanshilou?"
"Let's go and bomb Nanshi Building together!" Zhang Ben took out a bottle of small pills with a smile.
"A top assassin doesn't need medicine." Lin Linyou pushed Zhang Bi's hand away.
…
"Hey! Sirs, it's been a long time since we've been here!" Aunt Sun waved her handkerchief and came forward, "The girls are all trying to kill you!"
Zhang Ben smiled and said: "Oh, Aunt Sun, do you miss us?"
Aunt Sun smiled and gave Zhang Ben a light hammer on the chest: "Oh Master Zhang, of course I miss you! I'm afraid you don't miss me, otherwise why didn't you come and sit for so long."
"Aren't you going to do this?" Zhang Ben said with a smile.
"I will arrange the girls for the two adults." Aunt Sun took the lead and ran upstairs with a three-inch golden lotus. "Lianlian, Ping'er, Chunmei... are out to meet the guests!"
Lin Lin, Zhang Ben and others slowly followed behind.
"Brother has really extraordinary taste. Even the madam wants to have it. My admiration for eldest brother is like the endless stream of a river." Lin Lin said.
Zhang Bi looked at Aunt Sun's back: "Not bad, a middle-aged lady, she is very charming."
The two of them didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes behind them, staring at them...
…
"Lord General Banner, after so long, I thought you had forgotten me." Yu Miaolan looked at Lin Linyou lovingly with a pair of seductive eyes.
Lin Linyou seemed to have a feeling that a little farewell was better than a wedding: "It didn't take long, just ten days, right?"
Yu Miaolan said nothing, silently undressing and undressing Lin Linyou.
"How are you in Nanshilou these days?" Lin Linyou sat comfortably in the steamy bathtub.
The water in the bathtub was covered with rose petals.
"What do you mean, sir? Business?" Yu Miaolan gently pulled the ribbon around her waist, and the light silk gauze clothes on her body slipped off, leaving her shoulders half exposed.
"No one is here to cause trouble, right?"
"Jiaofang Secretary, there is a government office, there are officials, who dares to come and make trouble?"
Lin Linyou smiled silently and nodded.
…
"Little lady, I'm here!" Zhang Ben, who was naked, smiled lewdly, opened his claws and pounced on the girl on the couch.
The girl looked shy and cooperated by wrapping the quilt around her body, dodging left and right.
Just when Zhang Ben used his "catching the dragon's hand with perfect accuracy" to catch the girl, the girl suddenly let out a scream, as if she had seen something terrible.
Zhang Bi also turned around in shock, and met the tip of a sword that shone with cold light.
The sword is in the hand of a masked man.
"Shameless thief, look at the sword!" The masked man said hoarsely, and thrust his sword forward.
Zhang Ben dodged the sword and ran away in a hurry, shouting as he ran, "I am a Jin Yiwei! Killing me will be a grave sin for Ling Chi!"
"The one who killed is Jin Yiwei!" The hoarse voice of the masked man sounded like a rusty knife scratching back and forth on a rough whetstone that had not been wetted with water. It was really uncomfortable to hear.
Zhang Ben fled to the door and was about to reach out to open the door when a sword strike struck him. He was so frightened that he retracted his hand, turned around and ran back.
The masked man was chasing after him. The room was neither too small nor too big. Zhang Bi rode a black dragon around the table, dodging one sword after another. It was not so much that he had great martial arts skills. He said that the masked man's martial arts skills were so poor that his swords were all in vain.
After walking around the table several times, Zhang Ben found the right opportunity, took off the Xiuchun knife hanging on the wall, drew the knife and turned around to fight back.
The masked man seemed to have suddenly improved his martial arts, attacking fiercely and making deadly moves. After a few rounds, the Xiuchun Dao was knocked out of Zhang Ben's hand, and then the sword was placed on his neck.
"Hero, who asked you to kill me? Even if you die, let me die clearly!" Zhang Ben looked at the masked man in despair.
The masked man stared at Zhang Bi for a moment, then suddenly put his sword away and covered his stomach and laughed loudly. His voice was no longer hoarse, but it was extremely familiar: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore... I really... hahaha - —Brother..."
Zhang Ben's face turned red and white, and he suddenly rushed forward and pulled off the black cloth on the masked man's face, revealing a familiar face.
"Lin Linyou, you piece of shit! You're making such a joke on me!"
"Hahaha... doesn't this give you a little extra excitement?" Lin Linyou still kept laughing, "When I think of... two preserved eggs... swaying left and right... Hahaha——"
"What the hell! You're laughing so hard, get out of here!" Zhang Bi kicked Lin Linyou hard on the butt. "You've smashed your balls!"
