It’s been a long time since I met a chess player as good as Han Tong. It was the same person last time.
Huang Tanzhong looked at him, then at the eastern sky, and sighed inaudibly.
The courtyard suddenly became silent.
There was a look of confusion in Han Tong's eyes. He looked at Huang Yuanqi, who was very happy a moment ago, but now he looked a little desolate. "You are rude, this game is just a fluke. I know that my chess skills are not as good as those of my seniors."
Xiao Nuo was stunned for a moment, smiled and waved his hands: "Do you think I can't afford to lose? I'm not that shameless, I just think of the last time I lost chess, that person... forget it, just don't tell me."
Han Tong's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "But Fan Ban?"
A look of surprise appeared on Huang Tanzhong's face, "You know?"
Han Tong suddenly smiled, winked at him and said, "Why don't you go to the Yunyang River like a banquet? Everyone knew this at the time. As for how I know, it is true that there are many pairs of comrades who like chess." People kind of understand.”
Huang Tanzhong let out a long breath: "Yes, people who play chess are good at grasping information, especially those who are in the same league."
Fan Ban... At that time, every chess player at least kept this name on their lips, like the most unlikely legend.
Twenty years have passed, and despite the many changes in the world and the emergence of heroes in the world, the name Fan Ban has always been a legend that will never fade in the hearts of chess players.
Because he was an ordinary white-clothed chess player who calculated the phase of Da Qing, and teamed up with Shen Tu to capture several cities in Da Shan. He was also the most famous chess player in the world in the past hundred years, and he had countless calculations.
Retiring with success... Huang Tanzhong looked into the distance through the pavilion and corridor. Clouds were rolling in the sky, blocking the sun, and the dusty past between him and Fan Ban also came to mind.
Twenty years have passed, but Fan Ban is still in his happiest place, hiding his fame and fame, boating on the Yunyang River. This kind of temperament cannot be compared to ordinary people.
Han Tong coughed awkwardly and said, "Senior?"
Huang Tanzhong was stunned and smiled at me very sheepishly, "The older I get, the more nostalgic I become, which makes me laugh."
Then his eyes turned to Han Tong's face and said: "Who taught you your chess game?"
"Well, speaking of it, it's possible... I learned from the tea waiter... when I was a child, yes." Han Tong talked vaguely for a long time, but finally couldn't continue.
Not only that, he also had an embarrassed look on his face.
Huang Tanzhong nodded and said calmly: "If you don't want to say it, just say it. It's like I'm forcing you to hesitate. There are few chess players like you with your temperament."
Han Tong felt embarrassed and forced a smile: "That's not what I said. I promised others not to say it, so... I'm sorry."
Huang Tanzhong was not annoyed, and smiled to himself: "It's not Fan who was banished, right?"
"That's not true!" Han Tong quickly replied.
This question sounds a bit ridiculous, but it is not a problem.
Because chess players are usually good at planning, setting up and breaking chess games. They are counselors, loved by all major forces, and have a high status.
An accomplished chess master can use "a gifted piece" to lure people into the game, anticipate the enemy's opportunities, and calculate life and death.
Chess players are wise, and often use strategies to determine the situation, strategize, and win thousands of miles.
As a chess player, the situation changes from one game to the next, and life and death are unpredictable. When the chess pieces are placed on the board, it's like fighting on a battlefield, with each step being a sure-footed move and each move deadly.
The player of chess is a strategist, capable of both offense and defense, and can advance and retreat freely. When a child falls, everything comes to life. A single hair move affects the whole body. Success or failure can all be achieved in a single thought.
Chess players, Zen, black and white, yin and yang complement each other. The chess game contains the philosophy of life, and gains and losses, honor and disgrace, are like a passing cloud.
For chess players, the Tao also means that a game is over and the winner has been decided. However, things in the world are unpredictable. Life is like chess, with new games. Regardless of success or failure, you need to face it calmly in order to understand the true meaning of chess.
Those who use chess as a skill are chess masters, and there are only a handful of outstanding ones, but in the future, Han Tong will be one of them.
Huang Tanzhong's eyes flashed and he said, "How about you come to Sifengyuan?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, "You are Huaiyuan Jianzi, Luo Jianfu and I can't compare to you. It's just me asking for trouble, that's all. You pretend you haven't heard of it."
Han Tong was startled, hesitated for a while, put away the black and white chess pieces on the table, raised his head with a smile and said: "I don't go to Sifengyuan not because his reputation is not as good as that of Huaiyuan, but because Master is kind to me, and Huaiyuan and Huaiyuan are I'm kind, if one day Huaiyuan doesn't want me anymore, would you be willing to take me in, senior?"
Huang Tanzhong didn't hesitate for a moment, "Take it!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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The cold wind is biting and the moon is waning in the sky. Juxian Mountain looks extremely mysterious under the night.
The dead branches and leaves swayed in the wind, making a low rustling sound, as if indicating an approaching storm.
The newly built stone wall was covered with vines, giving off a strange aura under the moonlight.
The gate to the yard was closed tightly, and the copper ring on the door showed no trace of rust, nor any trace of time.
The guards at the door stood quietly, their eyes sharp, as if they could penetrate the darkness.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, as if it was about to explode.
In the main hall, candlelight flickered.
The flames crackled in the furnace.
Their expressions were serious and their eyes were full of disbelief.
Along with the sound outside the window, the night wind howled, as if it was bringing thousands of troops and horses rushing towards them. In this crisis-filled night, everyone present felt an invisible pressure.
However, except for Zhang Jian standing in the center of the hall.
The man on the brocade couch was ruthless. Although he was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes. Although he was begging Zhang Leng Temple, he did not show any sign of begging for help.
The situation like this now starts with Tuo Bajin saying that he had a request. Tuo Bajin failed to say his request after all. Of course, it was not Zhang Lengsi's rebuke that had an effect, but when he came out. At the same time, someone also had a request, so he made the first request because he was Zhang Jian, the former fourth Confucian gentleman.
Just when Zhang Jian walked to the middle of the hall and suddenly raised his head and smiled strangely at him, Zhang Lengsi had an ominous premonition in his heart. Zhang Jian had already opened his mouth and said loudly to everyone: "I want to ask you... don't get involved in Ding Lake!"
The atmosphere in the hall instantly solidified.
Everyone looked at Zhang Jian blankly, as if they were seeing a dead man speaking.
The ominous premonition in Zhang Lengsi's heart suddenly amplified, and he asked in a deep voice: "Zhang Jian, do you know what you are talking about?"
Zhang Jian smiled calmly and slowly raised his head. There was no life in his eyes, but there was a strange determination in his eyes.
He repeated word for word: "Don't touch Ding Lake..."
His voice suddenly rose, "Everyone!"
Zhang Jian completely ignored the horrified looks of everyone at this moment. He took a deep breath and said in a cold but firm voice: "There is a monkey demon Wu Zhiqi in Ding Lake. Have you ever thought about what would happen if Ding Lake was forcibly opened?" , Wuzhiqi is born! Who can stop him!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone seemed to be blown by the cold wind, and a legend was blown into their hearts.
Rumor has it that the demon tribe was suppressed by civil and military officials, Li and Chen, and was unable to ascend. Until Yinglong was born, he participated in the ascension method, but failed to ascend. The demon tribe relied on its power to run rampant in the world.
What's worse is that the monkey demon Wu Zhiqi took advantage of the sleeping dragon to kill human beings. In the end, human beings resented each other and joined forces with the Western Desert to destroy the demon.
When both sides were hurt, Yinglong woke up and wanted to kill Wuzhi Qi, but was blocked by the descendants of the demon clan. Finally, he suppressed him forever in Dinghu Cave, and made a non-aggression pact with the human race, delimiting the southern continent and establishing The Nandan Demon Kingdom soared through the sky, and the Xuanmen Cave was shattered.
It's not like they haven't thought about Zhang Jian's words, but this legendary taboo is not enough to make them give up on the Great Cave that can change history.
However, Zhang Jian's reminder at this moment also forced them to re-examine the biggest problem in this cave world.
Wuzhiqi's suppression will definitely breed ill will, especially towards the human race. If he insists on killing, the first group of people will definitely bear the brunt of his murderers.
Zhang Lengsi didn't speak. He stared deeply at Zhang Jian, as if he wanted to see through his heart.
Zhang Jian also looked back at him without fear, with a smile on his lips.
Zhang Jian looked directly into his eyes and said with unusual sincerity: "Master Zhang, can you help me stop the person who breaks the seal?"
Zhang Lengsi didn't expect that he would speak so straight to the point. He raised his lips and said, "Who are you referring to? Everyone here?"
Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "No, it's Da Yan and Da Qing, and maybe there's another force who doesn't know the details."
Zhang Lengsi's expression changed and he scolded: "I invited you to seek immortality in the cave, and now you want me to stop them from touching the cave, or even to protect the cave?"
Zhang Jian nodded.
Pei Chaoba's already irritable face turned even more ugly. He stamped his feet and said, "Are you kidding? It's just a monster monkey. Of course there are people to deal with it. Why don't you dare to open this cave for fear of a monster?" He glanced at the girl in the corner. , someone raised his voice and said: "Aren't the people from Nandan here? I think they will clean up the house, right?"
But the Nandan girl didn't even look at him. She took out her handkerchief and leaned over to wipe the white cat's body.
Pei Chaoba's face had turned from white to red, and then from red to white, becoming very, very ugly.
The white cat looked sideways at Pei Chaoba with green eyes full of suspicion and contempt.
Everyone watched with bated breath, and just when they were about to see what she would do next, Pei Chaoba suddenly turned around and said: "Master Tuoba, Master Zhang, didn't you invite us here to seek Dinghu Cave Heaven? Now Zhang Jian said casually If you say that, we are required to protect the Dinghu Cave Sky? How many people in the world are jealous of the Cave Sky? Not to mention the two major dynasties, there are countless other small forces. If we can get the Dinghu Cave Sky, it will be easy to say that it will only take a fight. Now it has become Defending the cave sky, leaving nothing behind, offending the two great dynasties and the people of the world, and even losing your life, ask everyone here, who is willing?"
Human beings are such fragile creatures.
Afraid of hunger, cold, and death.
"You're really going to die."
The twilight atmosphere is getting thicker and heavier.
Zhang Jian's words were like a twilight bell that struck everyone's hearts.
