But he had to do it. He was afraid that he would forget, and he wanted to always remember that bone-chilling coldness, even if it almost broke his brain every time.
Deep dreams are hazy. Like water sinking in a pool, it pulls the cruel reality deduced to him.
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That past seems to have happened hundreds of years ago.
The mysterious sage in chess. This is the rope he remembers most deeply. But this name has long since been submerged in black water, sinking into the abyss of no one's memory.
His identity is undoubtedly eye-catching. At that time, his name was not yet the so-called flag bearer with the code name "Toru", but the name he once had for a short time could no longer be remembered clearly.
He has never considered the world of martial arts since he was a child of chess. War and killing seemed very far away from him. The only thing he almost loved was the warm chess piece in his hand.
He is a once-in-a-century chess genius.
It seems that at only ten years old, his chess skills are already beyond the reach of ordinary people. The narrow chess scale in front of him was like comprehending a mysterious world in his eyes, and he could handle it with ease no matter how mysterious and clever Wulun was.
He was once a child living in Shengpingtian, but he became invincible there. As if he is the king of the world in chess, his color, whether black or white, is invincible and invincible.
It is precisely because of this that his name became so popular.
At that time, he felt that his chess skills had reached the peak, but still wanted to break through to the top. He was still young and met his mentor with whom he had only a short-term fate.
He was a meticulous chess player, and there were few opponents who could match him. He suffered his first defeat at the hands of that man, and from then on he became his disciple.
He always remembered the name of his mentor very clearly and did not dare or forget it.
Maybe it’s also to remember the calm before the storm. Although the fate was short-lived, it was the last kindness he had any involvement in.
At that time, he left with the strange chess player. The two of them traveled around the world and competed in chess skills, and they were extremely happy.
The strange chess player often said that he had regrets in his life. In addition to teaching him the game, he also taught him the principles of human justice.
And the words he said to himself back then were the key to why he still maintained his true heart despite suffering later.
A few years later, under the guidance of a strange chess player, his chess skills finally became truly outstanding. However, according to the strange chess player, his amazing talent is the fundamental reason for such achievements.
In any case, his reputation is unprecedented in the chess world. After later winning a game against the rumored chess sage Dunxuanqi, the crown of "the chess master" truly fell on his head.
He was still very young. Fang Li was a weakling, and he was famous all over the world as a young man. It can be said that everything was ideal to the extreme.
However, perhaps it is also the so-called "prosperity and decline" in chess. At that time, he was so obsessed with chess that he didn't realize that Xie Ya was hiding in the dark and had quietly approached him.
That day was the time when he said goodbye to his mentor in Fangtian and returned to his hometown to visit his relatives.
The strange chess player seemed to have something on his mind at that time, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was now. In short, the two separated from that day, but unexpectedly, this separation turned out to be a gap of hundreds of years.
His hometown is actually not dazzling. His family is ordinary, nothing special. He has an eldest brother and his parents are still alive. In the days before he left his hometown before he was ten years old, this was the life he was accustomed to.
His father likes to drink and cannot play chess. His love for chess came from his elder brother, but it took him half a month to defeat his elder brother, and his skills became more and more sophisticated.
After ten years of training with the strange chess player, he rarely went home to visit. Now that he has the opportunity to go home and visit, he is naturally overjoyed.
The journey back to Shengpingtian was exciting. It was as if his former hometown was right in front of him. His parents and his eldest brother would stand in front of the door and wave to him warmly.
He has changed a lot, and maybe his family has too. The last time he was able to go home, his eldest brother already had a family. This time, he should even have a child who can walk, right? …
In the past, he was obsessed with chess, and he often ignored the warmth around him. But now that he has no one to match him, he feels cold in the sky, and he begins to miss the warmth of home.
He couldn't wait to get home.
His home is not big, located near a small town. There are cultivated fields behind the mountains and dusty dirt roads in front.
However, it wasn't until he saw the terraced fields behind the town from a distance and stepped onto the familiar but unfamiliar dirt road that he realized that there was something more frightening in the scene in front of him.
It was the raging flames that enveloped his home and engulfed his courtyard.
As if he was in another world, when he suddenly noticed, he found that the street was completely silent. His footsteps slowly approached the scorching flame, his expression was dazed, but extremely horrified.
There seemed to be hoarse cries that came near and far away, and more often, there was the sound of firewood crackling and burning.
He gradually came closer, and his vision gradually became clear in a trance. He could recognize that it was his home...that mass of ruins that had been burned in the flames to the point of being indistinguishable.
The scorching heat quickly surrounded him. Or maybe he walked in on his own, with a dazed expression on his face, like an earthen doll.
Then, a group of people rushed in fighting and shouting.
Each of them held a knife. The bright iron blade was held high, still stained with blood.
They shouted at him and flashed knives in front of him to threaten him. It seemed to be a group of bandits. Some of them held torches. It was they who burned their homes and took away their relatives.
With his slow mind, he was once angry at that time - but he had never learned martial arts. Although the strange chess player also proposed to him, the fact was that he rejected him without hesitation.
The bandits shouted and kicked him over, and looted all his belongings. Finally they lifted the dying man aloft and brandished their blood-stained blades.
And just at that moment, that man appeared.
He already knew he was going to die. Because of such a desperate situation, there was no possibility for him to survive. But the moment he thought this, the wrong green energy flowed in from the outside like a net, killing all the bandits in an instant.
He fell back to the ground. When he raised his eyes again, what he saw was a scene he would never forget.
The man with a forlorn appearance and a piece of spotted deerskin on his neck. He stepped over the surrounding karma fire, walked towards him steadily and calmly, walked in front of him, and stretched out a hand.
——This was the turn of events for which he was most grateful.
But now, this scene from back then made him feel funny and ironic, leaving only hatred deep in his bones.
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Suddenly, Chechi felt a headache when he heard the sound, and woke up immediately.
