Chapter 134

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Zhao Layue raised her hand forcefully, because she held the sword all the year round, and her calloused fingers crossed the air on the stone steps at high speed, bringing the wind and roaring. It was like a flag for hunting on the battlefield, with a decisive meaning, and even the meaning of erasing the decision of cutting.

More determined or more determined is her eyes.

With one look and one movement, she knew the meaning.

And vice versa.

Well nine didn't go on, but she didn't understand why she didn't want to listen.

He knows very well that his true identity is what Zhao Layue wants to know most.

Although she never mentioned it, she only occasionally inadvertently mentioned Lian March and other names in her conversation with him.

——This may be a test, or a natural expression of her inner thoughts.

Today, she came to see people close to heaven just to ask this question. Why didn't she ask? Well nine is going to say it by herself. Why doesn't she want to hear it?

"I've made a lot of guesses about your identity. I thought you might be a demon of an evil sect, and even had more bizarre guesses."

Zhao La Yue said, "but I didn't ask today. I just wanted to understand that I don't need this answer."

Well nine asked, "why?"

"Because I don't want to hear a bad answer, and I don't know what I should do if it's really that answer."

When saying this, Zhao Layue looked a little timid.

If the disciples of Qingshan sect see this picture, they will be shocked and speechless.

It shouldn't have happened to her.

Jingjiu understood her feelings and said, "I promise you, it won't be a bad answer."

Zhao La Yue was stunned. She didn't dare to think about it any more. She said, "that's good."

Well nine said, "that's enough?"

Zhao Layue said seriously, "it doesn't matter who you are. I only know that you are a very important person to me."

Well nine thought and said, "it's like this."

Zhao Layue looked at him and smiled. The flowers on her temples trembled with the wind.

Well nine reached out and touched her head.

Zhao Layue's eyes are wide open, black and white, flexible and moving.

Jingjiu thought that he would probably hear the mantra of Qingshan sect again.

"Don't do that."

Zhao Layue was not angry, but she was a little uneasy.

With some care, she took his hand off his head.

Then, it didn't loosen.

She took him from the stone steps and walked towards the street on the plum garden.

In the past few years, they have traveled in the world. Occasionally, when they need to control the sword, their hands will be held together.

But that's holding, not holding - holding is holding the sword, holding is implicating.

And usually, they don't do that.

Today is mainly because well nine was injured.

Maybe so.

They walked into the street.

The street near the old plum garden has become empty. The chess stalls have been removed, leaving only some paper scraps and a few old benches overturned to the ground.

The front is still busy, and the crowd is surrounded by a place, shouting from time to time.

The young man stood in front of a chess stall. His childish face was no longer so indifferent and more tired.

It's hard for him to play chess with these chess stall owners.

That's easy to understand.

But why did he come here and insist on driving these chess stalls away in this way?

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked through the street without stopping or looking over there.

They know who the young man is, but they are not particularly interested.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not related to their life.

Until there were several exclamations in the crowd.

Then they heard a word.

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Mr. He in Chunxi chess house looked very ugly, especially when he saw the tired look on the young man's face.

Just now he went off in person and lost miserably. What made him even more frightened was that he didn't understand how he lost. He couldn't even see the depth of the opponent's chess power.

Footsteps came from outside the crowd. He looked back and saw Mr. Er, who had the most friends in the chess hall, walking in the front. He was relieved.

Chunxi chess hall is quite famous in Chaoge city. It should have invited a powerful chess player.

When he saw the old man in cloth clothes and with a long beard facing the wind, he was surprised and took a breath, thinking how to invite this man?

More and more people saw the old man. The crowd separated like a tide. The whispers of discussion and speculation kept ringing. Finally, they could no longer suppress it and turned into screams.

"Bachelor Guo!"

"Why is he here?"

The old man's name is Guo Qi. He is an important official of the imperial dynasty. He is a Bachelor of wenyuange and has a high status.

For the people who live on chess in this street, another identity of the old man is more famous.

Bachelor Guo is a chess player! Even recognized as the first person in the court!

"Next."

Just then, the young man ended the current game and said directly without raising his head.

Mr. Guo went to the chess stand and said, "please give me your advice."

The young man looked up and saw that he was a little surprised. His expression finally became more serious. He bowed his hands and said, "Sir, the news is well-informed."

"I can only say I'm lucky today."

Bachelor Guo gently stroked his long beard and said with a smile, "because of the plum meeting, the court meeting was cancelled. I went to Ruixiang building for dinner. The owner of Chunxi chess hall hurried over to find my scavenger helper. I was curious for a moment and asked a few questions. It was you. Naturally, I want to have a look."

Only then did Mr Ho know why the University of Guo appeared.

The pilgrims in the bachelor's house have excellent chess skills, far better than the ordinary chess masters in Chaoge City, but they can't match the bachelor himself.

It's just that great scholar Guo and other big people can't be hired by his own chess house?

Thinking about it, he listened to the young man say, "not so much."

Bachelor Guo said positively, "I don't know how many people in Chaoge city want to talk to you, but you shouldn't. It's rare to have a chance today. How can I miss it?"

Listening to the dialogue, the crowd was in an uproar, thinking who the young man was? After all, Mr. He was different from the people who set up stalls in the street. He guessed the identity of the young man. His expression suddenly changed. He wet his clothes in a cold sweat. He thought he had a game of chess with this man? This is not death. What is it? But at the next moment, he was happy again. It was natural that he lost to this man. Where could he lose face? The key is how many people have the opportunity to play chess with this man? What a glorious thing it is.

"I just don't understand why you come here to play chess?"

Looking at the simple environment and ordinary chess equipment, bachelor Guo frowned and was puzzled.

The young man said, "I don't want these people to play chess, especially here."

Guo's eyes fell on Mei Lin in the distance. He was stunned and understood what he meant.

Therefore, the plum garden has been gradually forgotten by the world, but it has witnessed the most important things in the history of the people, as well as those people.

Such a place should not be disturbed by the noise of chess competition and some charlatans.

"It's really ugly."

Mr. Guo looked around and said, "if you beat me, I'll clear this place."

As a Bachelor of wenyuange, he certainly has this ability.

The young man didn't accept it and said, "you can't beat me. As for clearing the market, these stall operators won't be convinced, and there will be many people in Chaoge city who won't accept it."

The crowd exclaimed again, thinking that the man was so arrogant.

The great scholar Guo heard something else and said with a solemn look, "please."

The young man said, "please wait a moment. I have something to do first."

Guo said, "please."

With these words, his eyes fell on a clean stool.

The steward of the bachelor's house quickly came forward to wipe it and brought green tea.

Mr. Guo sat down and wanted to know what the young man was going to do.

The young man looked into the street.

There was a young man and woman in hats passing by.

The young man said, "would you like to try?"

The sun shone on the hat.

They stopped and didn't speak.

The young man said, "I mean, you try to understand my chess."

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(I thought I could go back to Daqing in ten days, but now I can't. I seriously underestimated my father's pleasure. I've driven two or three thousand kilometers these days. It's really magnificent. Not only the great rivers and mountains, but also the fun of our family. Drive hundreds of kilometers every day, and then travel to a place for a day or two. Take any time to code. It's crazy. It's good to keep updating. There must be a lot of inappropriate words and sentences. Say sorry to everyone and repair them in a few days. The good news is that our two cars diverged in Luoyang yesterday. At this time, I thought of Lao Baigan who had never been to Hengshui hotel. I should be able to drive back to Daqing in three or four days. I drive slowly and safety first. In other words, every time I drive a long distance back and forth from north to south, I always want to talk with you. Every time I persuade you to go out more when you have time, but there is often no following, because I am too lazy. When I went to Xi'an from Sichuan a few days ago, I passed a place called Chaotian. Qinling Mountains are full of wild cherry blossoms. It's so beautiful. Today, I stopped at the Hebi service area to eat. I found Mr. Li, surprised, and returned to the car. The official account of the two words of the great song was written on the tourist board of the car. It was a pleasant surprise. I took a picture. If I did not forget, I would send it to the WeChat public number in a few days. I went to Longmen Grottoes yesterday, watching the Buddha statues, thinking about the empress of the queen, some of them are very confused. I feel extremely awesome, like well nine.)

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