Chapter 689 I Won't Take the Blame

After staying in the main hall for two days, in addition to changing all the books in the main hall into points, he also found out the cultivation methods of the wu family and studied them carefully.

Combined with the method given by the system, zhang xiao bai felt dissatisfied after revising it. He thought about it for a while and finally thought of wu liang. He pursed his lips and muttered softly, "Forget it, just think of it as helping liang zi consolidate his position as the heir."

After exchanging a set of intermediate skills in the system exchange list, he did not let the system hand it over to him but instead stored it in the storage dimension so that the system could present the contents in his mind.

After two days of revision, zhang xiao called xu Zhengyang and the ghost over to let them see the revised cultivation methods and combined with their thoughts, made the final adjustments.

Crack!

As the sun set, the main hall's door was opened for the first time. Zhang xiaobai and the other two walked out from the main hall.

"Little friend zhang." A shout was heard, and zhang xiaobai and the other two turned to look. Eunuch wu liu stood not far away from the entrance of the main hall.

The three of them stepped in front of grand lord wu and cupped their fists as they saluted. Zhang xiao smiled and said, "Old master, are you waiting for us here?"

Lord wu liu smiled and his face turned slightly red.

Zhang xiao bai was stunned. He was just joking, but now it seemed...

"Old master, what's the matter?" Zhang xiao bai asked in surprise.

The sixth patriarch opened his mouth and did not say anything. His expression was a little unnatural, as if he was looking forward to it, but also seemed a little embarrassed.

Zhang xiaobai was slightly taken aback and immediately understood that sixth young master wu had seen the hope of seeing his son and his heart was stirred. He was worried about not following him, but he did not want to disturb him in revising his cultivation methods for the wu family, so he had been waiting here.

Under the sigh in his heart, he was deeply moved by the feelings of si' er of the sixth patriarch of wu. He made up his mind that he must do his best to help this old man.

"Don't worry, elder wu. I'll try my best to convince elder wu to talk to you. As for whether or not I can convince elder wu to acknowledge you, I'm not too sure. I hope elder wu won't blame me." Zhang xiaobai said sincerely.

The sixth patriarch's expression changed, and his eyes were dull. He cupped his fists and bowed to zhang xiaobai, "Thank you, little friend."

"Old master, please don't do this. I'll lose my life if you do this." Zhang xiaobai was shocked by wu liuye's salute and hurriedly reached out to support the old man.

This centenarian old man bowed to him, and zhang xiao bai felt that he could not afford it. If it was an enemy, then it would be better to say it. But now, it was not a hostile relationship, but rather a poor old man who missed his son. Zhang xiao's conscience could not bear the worship.

He came to the first backyard with the sixth patriarch of wu, where the three elders of the wu family lived.

When they entered the courtyard, zhang xiao bai sized it up. The courtyard was not big, and it was only a hundred meters in circumference. In the north, there were five large rooms. It should be the place where the three old people lived and ate. On both sides were walls three meters high and three meters high. There was a big willow tree in the courtyard. Under the willow tree, there was a stone table, and there were six stone benches around the stone table. Old master wu and third master wu were sitting opposite each other, playing chess on the stone table.

Zhang xiaobai frowned slightly and looked left and right at the iron gates on both sides of the wall, his heart filled with doubts.

From the outside, the courtyard wall was a hundred meters long. Past the three old yards? This is simply impossible. This is disrespect for the three elders.

At that moment, zhang xiao bai frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.

Xu Zhengyang took a look at zhang xiaobai and saw zhang xiaobai's puzzled expression as he looked around. He understood and spoke in a low voice, "There are two hidden gates on both sides of the outer wall courtyard, twenty meters away. You were too busy talking to the old man to notice."

Zhang xiao realized what had happened and nodded his head. He walked to the stone table and gestured to the sixth patriarch who had already come over to sit down. Zhang xiao and the other three cupped their fists and cupped their hands in obeisance before sitting on the stone stool.

Looking at the chessboard on the stone table, zhang xiao bai raised his eyebrows. Hong zi was only one handsome man and two horses, while hei zi was also one handsome man and a car. This chess match was almost evenly matched, and every step that followed could affect the direction of the chessboard. No wonder the two old men were staring at the chessboard intently. He studied the game with all his attention.

Zhang xiaobai frowned slightly after glancing at it for a while and repeated his internal reasoning. According to the current chess game, there was no possibility that hong zi would win. Old shuai was in the upper left corner of the camp, and hei zi's gun rack was behind the old general in the center. A road in the middle was blocked, and hei zi's car was on the right side of the old general's camp. On the scholar's corner, while hong zi's two horses were still on their side, they had not crossed the river yet.

Third young master wu frowned deeply and his eyes were in a mess. His heart was clearly not in the chess game. When he saw zhang xiaobai looking at him, he suddenly turned his head and stared at zhang xiaobai, "Kid zhang, what are you looking at? Do you think I'm going to lose?"

Zhang xiaobai was slightly taken aback, then he said calmly, "Old master, I'm afraid you won't be able to save the day."

"That's impossible. I won this game. Don't curse me, old man." Third great master wu glared and turned to look at the chess game.

Zhang xiaobai curled his lips and didn't care. Although he couldn't be said to be very proficient in chess, he was also a small master who killed the old man in the community who didn't dare to fight. How could he be wrong with such a clear go arrangement?

"Kid zhang, it's all your fault. I had already thought of a brilliant move that could easily turn the tide around, but I made you angry and forget that you're really a troublemaker." Just as zhang xiao finished his thoughts, third young master wu turned around and glared at zhang xiao with his beard. He raised his head to look at old master wu and spoke confidently, "Big brother, this game doesn't count. Let this kid stir it up. Let's start again."

As he spoke, third young master wu wanted to mess up the chess pieces.

"Ai!" Old master wu reached out and grabbed third master wu's hand, which was about to mess up the game, and glared at third master wu, "Third brother, don't be such a scoundrel. You obviously lost this round."

"What? I lost. I thought of a brilliant move. I was angered by this kid and forgot about it. Otherwise, it would be me who won." Third master wu pointed at zhang xiao and glared at old master wu.

"I won't take the blame." Zhang xiao bai said in a hurry. He did not want to take the blame for this old man who was playing tricks on him.