Chapter 4824

Looking into the lonely boat, there was nothing else in the shape of a chessboard and two red and green robes.

But jianwushuang didn't start, but arched his hand and said, "old Sir, thank you for your kindness, but we don't go forward to complain because we have different roads."

"It doesn't matter. Although the destination is different, we can move forward together at this time. We two old guys haven't had a chat with outsiders for a long time." The old man in the red and green Taoist robe smiled, and then the chess pieces between his fingers fell on the chessboard.

In the face of this repeated invitation, jianwushuang was a little wary.

"It's better to save some energy to deal with the possible situation next, isn't it?"

After saying these words, the Taoist priest stopped talking and played chess with another Taoist priest wholeheartedly.

The sword that was still on guard was unparalleled. On the contrary, he was relieved, and his body shape then fell into the lonely boat.

The kind old Taoist priest devoted himself to killing generals on the chessboard with another unsmiling old Taoist priest. He didn't care to chat with jianwushuang and others.

"My Lord, it's so beautiful here." The washing pool was behind him and couldn't help but exclaim softly.

But jianwushuang didn't talk to her. When he came to the boat from his body shape, his eyes were all on the chessboard.

This is a strange game of chess.

There is no sunspot on the whole chessboard. The two old masters are all white.

Half a game has passed since the white boy killed each other.

He wondered, they are all white children. How do the two masters identify who is the enemy?

Are they all rotten chess baskets with poor chess skills, like the emperor Fengtian of the universe?

Even though the sword was unparalleled, it smelled worse than Fengtian's playing chess, he still didn't know it, but carefully observed the chess game.

Soon he was shocked.

Because he can't understand anything, the white boys on both sides fall and stop. He can't even distinguish between the enemy and us

But the sword is matchless, and the door is clear in the heart. The chess skills of these two old Taoists can never be a wild fox Zen like him, nor can they be a real expert after several chaotic periods like Fengtian's ancestor.

Even though the sword is matchless and can't distinguish the enemy and us of the two white sons, he can see the attack of the two old masters.

The seemingly amiable old chess is ferocious, like covering the top. It likes to surround and eat.

However, the old Taoist who did not speak and did not smile from beginning to end was gentle, not impatient, and slowly tried to make it.

Moreover, this chess game is only more than half. When the unsmiling old Taoist priest stops, the kind old Taoist priest is very upset.

"No, how could you lose?"

At this time, looking at a fresh cleaning pool, I still couldn't help but say, "it's strange that playing chess should be black and white. How can you distinguish it with the same chess pieces?"

Upon hearing the speech, the kind old Taoist priest calmed down his originally annoyed look, turned and looked at the Xiqing pool, "you are also interesting, with a sincere heart. You are a good seedling of practice."

"My chess pieces are black and white, but only one color. That's because I'm waiting for a predestined person to have a try with a sunspot."

Xiqingchi chuckled, "don't you have to bring your own pieces to play chess with you?"

The kind old Taoist smiled and shook his head. He no longer spoke, but turned around and disordered the whole set of chess pieces. "Come on, another game, another game."

Another old Taoist, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, "come back? You have nothing to press on me, you know? "

"Come on, this game is uncertain who wins and who loses. Hurry up." The kind old Taoist priest put on his posture and started a new round of struggle.

Jianwushuang didn't speak and stared at the new round of chess.

But soon, a similar scene was staged again, and the kind old man who killed the fierce was defeated again.

"No, I lost again." He scratched his head and looked worried.

A touch of pride appeared on the cold faced Taoist's face, "old man, you lost again. Tell me, what are you going to mortgage to me?"

The kind old Taoist priest looked sad, stretched out his hand and looked at him. Soon he looked at the sword like asking for help. "Little friend, can you lend me something and mortgage it to the old man? At that time, the old Taoist priest will double return it."

“……”

The sword peerless opened his mouth and finally said, "what?"

"Anything is OK. Make a good relationship." The kind old man looked at him and said.

Since it was anything, jianwushuang thought for a moment and took out a pill with strong flavor from Najie.

"Please reach out and rub the pill one or two." The kind old Taoist smiled.

Although it was strange, jianwushuang did it, and then handed him the pill that had been rubbed by hand.

The kind old Taoist priest bowed and threw the pill to the cold faced old Taoist priest, "get out of here."

The cold faced Taoist priest caught Dan pill and stuffed it into his arms. He got up and gave up his seat.

"Little friend, how about we kill a game while we still have some time?" The kind old Taoist also got up and posed an invitation to him.

The sword standing aside with arms in his arms was peerless and stunned.

This kind of invitation is a public punishment for a rotten chess basket that can easily defeat even fengtianlaozu.

"Well, if I'm not good at chess, I still won't come forward and make a fool of myself." Jian wushuangshan smiled and waved his hand again and again.

The kind old Taoist said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. The worst thing is to block a hole. The old Taoist can take one or two."

Under such an invitation, it's not good for Jian Wushuang to refuse again. He can only take his seat hard.

"Little friend, although this chess piece has only one color, it has its own changes. Only those who play chess can see it." He smiled and pointed to the pieces in the chess box.

Slowly spit out a turbid breath. Jianwushuang pressed his finger into the chess box, took out a white son, and then fell on the star position.

There is no change in Baizi. It is as white as jade.

The kind and old man's eyes have been watching the settled chess piece closely, but there is no change. There is a touch of loneliness and disappointment in the depths of his eyes.

But soon he returned to normal, fighting with his son and sword.

This chess game, which could predict the outcome before it started, naturally ended in an unparalleled defeat.

"I lost." The sword has no choice but to smile.

"No harm, little friend. If you practice diligently in the future, you will be able to compete with me." The kind old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.

Jian Wushuang waved his hand and didn't speak. They met and walked together by chance. It's slim to see each other after they left.

The kind old man then said, "I owe my little friend a thing. If I see you again in the future, I will double it."

Although a pill is a treasure, it is no different from ordinary things for sword matchless, so he doesn't intend to take it back one day.