Chapter 917

The old man with a hat has relatively elementary artificial intelligence. He should be the host of the array of the old house of the Shen family.

Tong Yan often played chess with Qing'er when she was a child. She was very experienced in this kind of existence and situation.

Old man Li Mao felt out a chess box and took out the pieces to set them.

Tong Yan found that it was the space chess he had thought of. Without hesitation, he picked up a heavy armor and took a step forward.

Before long, the chess game was over. The old man murmured, pressed the password, opened the alloy door to the deep, and took him to the next chess game.

Such a simple and boring level is repeated eight times. The clouds are getting thinner. The old house of the Shen family is faintly visible in the distance. Tong Yan and the old man with a hat went to the chess Pavilion in the mountains.

Since it's called a chess Pavilion, chess has already been arranged in the pavilion.

The chessboard is very huge, with 365 vertical and horizontal lines, and black and white chessmen are placed not only at the intersection of lines, but also in the grid.

Old man Li Mao said, "if you can untie this game of chess, all rudeness will be forgiven."

The black and white pieces on the huge chessboard flew up and hung quietly in the space under the pavilion, forming an extremely complex three-dimensional structure.

Looking at this picture, Tong Yan naturally remembered the chess game of Chaoge city and well Jiubu on chessboard mountain many years ago.

At this time, he didn't know that Jing Jiu arranged a bigger chess game on the battleship Lieyang.

No matter how powerful Mr. Dan's intelligence channel is, he can't reach out to 857 base.

Tong Yan looked at the old man with a hat and said, "do you know what I'm here for?"

Old man Li Mao said, "no one knows where the young master is, and you can't find any clues here."

Tong Yan said, "if Shen yunburi really likes him as the intelligence says, even Jing Jiu appreciates him, then he must be a very smart person, like me."

Old man Li Mao said, "of course, the young master is the smartest person in the universe, but if you can break this chess game, you will be smarter than him."

Tong Yan ignored his words and continued: "since he is so smart, he can't let himself into a desperate death. He will certainly leave a glimmer of vitality."

Yes, he came to Shen's old house to find the life left by Shen Yun.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, "if you can crack this chess game, you are qualified to enter the old house. Maybe... What you are looking for is in it."

"I can't crack this chess game in a short time. Maybe I'll do it in the future, but now I need time."

Tong Yan put the bag in her hand on the chessboard, and suddenly hundreds of pieces fell.

In the crackling sound, he stared into the old man's eyes and said, "take me into the old house, or I'll blow up the planet."

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Tong Yan doesn't know that Jing Jiu once faced a similar chess game, and it took a long time to crack a small area, but he has his own way to break the game. This aspect seems rough, but in fact, it hides a lot of information analysis and judgment, which is the real cosmic flow.

Jingjiu didn't know he had cracked this chess game or even played chess before. Otherwise, how could he sign up for the chess interest class.

He sat on the small bench and looked at the black and white chessmen on the chessboard. He frowned and looked very distressed.

Those pieces are not round, but various tiny models, including five levels of warships, several machine armor and various weapon platforms.

Yes, what he is playing at this time is the simplest space military chess. His opponent is an eight or nine year old boy.

After a long test, he finally picked up a chess piece representing the heavy armor formation and jumped diagonally above.

There were voices of discussion, laughter and argument in the room.

The eight or nine year old boy looked at him with a contemptuous smile and said, "Ryan, dare you play chess with me at your level? Go home and practice again! "

With these words, he picked up a laser main gun, destroyed the heavy armor formation, and killed the commander in Jingjiu base.

The laughter in the room grew louder and louder.

Jing Jiu stared at the chessboard carefully. It took a long time to confirm that he really lost. He scratched his head and got up to give his position to another child.

Accompanied by the children's laughter, he walked towards the door. It was originally an activity after the interest class. Of course, if he lost, he would go home.

Huaxi followed up with Xueji in her arms. She didn't know how to play chess, but Xueji didn't care about these things at all.

Ms. Eve stood outside the door. Looking at the picture, she couldn't help laughing. She reached out and rubbed Jing Jiu's hair and said, "it's hard to play chess. Don't worry. Just learn it slowly."

Well nine wanted to say something, but finally he didn't say anything. He bowed his head to thank Eve, took the cake in Eve's hand and said goodbye to her.

The family walked across the street from the administrative center with cakes and got off the subway.

He sat quietly in his chair, seemingly unaffected by today's failure.

The billboard outside the window gave off all kinds of light to illuminate his calm face.

When the subway arrived at Zhishan war, there was a clear and pleasant station announcement. He slowly raised his head and said to himself, "am I... Really wrong?"

What teacher Eve said is not wrong. Space military chess is really too difficult. The main reason is that the rules are too complex, and there are many violations of common sense... Is it called common sense? How can laser guns kill people?

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Back at 720's house, Huaxi took cakes to prepare for steaming. Jing Jiu habitually went to the window to prepare to play the piano, but suddenly found that today's piano cover couldn't be opened. He turned and looked and found Xueji sitting on the sofa with a game of chess in front of her.

"You... When did you buy it?" Jing Jiu went to sit down opposite her and looked at the lifelike warships and armor on the chessboard. He asked curiously.

Cold cicada flew to his shoulder and danced a few happy dances, saying that she took it in the mall and wanted to be praised by him.

Recently, when Xueji is in a good mood, Han Chan goes to please Jing Jiu. She doesn't care much. But it was obvious that she was in a very bad mood today, so the next moment the cicada turned into an ice lump and fell heavily to the ground.

Of course, Xueji is in a bad mood. It's a shame that her cub can't even get off a child.

Since the child wants Jing Jiu to go home to practice, she should practice Jing Jiu well.

The cold cicada struggled out of the broken ice lump and clearly sensed her Majesty's consciousness. How dare she be careless and use the fastest speed to recall several mosquitoes monitoring the movement of the atmosphere near 714.

The mosquito's as like as two peas are very small, and the naked eyes can't see them at all. But the sound of the rubbing feet is bright, and the pronunciation is very standard, just like the announcer on the subway.

"Space military chess is a puzzle chess game popular with the people of the Star River Alliance. It is divided into six playing methods, suitable for children aged 6 to 12..."

With the standard broadcast tone of machinery, Jingjiu began a hard chess special training.

The reason why it is hard is that Xueji's education is very simple and rough. As long as he takes a wrong step or has inexplicable self ideas about the rules, he will be beaten hard by her.

Her little hands are round and lovely, but in fact, she is the only person in the universe who can hurt well nine with her hands.

Huaxi was startled by the thunder like voice in the living room. She ran over and looked at it. She found that Xueji was beating. She was relieved, stroked her chest and said, "keep your voice down, noisy, neighbor."

No neighbors.

So Xueji still fought so hard.

Before long, Jing Jiu couldn't stand it. He looked up at her and said seriously, "eat."

There was a strange smell of pastries steaming hot in the kitchen. It was really time for dinner.

Xueji raised her little hand and pointed to the warships and armor on the chessboard, just like the queen who rules the world and orders millions of troops.

The cold cicada felt her will and said with a mosquito, "don't eat."

The time for eating was saved, and the process of special training was accelerated again. Huaxi watched curiously with a bowl. Without watching for long, the tutorial of space military chess was finally over.

Jingjiu's clothes were shattered into rags and hung pitifully on his body. The small crack that had long disappeared in the corner of his eyes appeared again.

Xueji was very satisfied with her means and signaled to stop today.

Huaxi returned to the kitchen and looked at the empty steamer. He shrunk his shoulders in embarrassment. He wanted to pass his bowl to Jing Jiu.

After dinner, Jing Jiu rubbed his sore shoulders and went to the window to play the piano.

After playing the scorpion tail Nebula dance, he closed the piano cover, took the pen and paper and began to write poetry.

The end of the pencil had been bitten off. It can be imagined how difficult it was for him to write poetry.

Huaxi went to the next room.

The flowers in the room were still as blooming as a sea. She wandered among them, with a happy smile on her face. From time to time, she picked one and tasted it.

She suddenly stopped dancing, slowly came to the window, opened the black curtains, tilted her head and looked at the stars gradually appearing in the sky. The ignorance in her eyes was gradually replaced by confusion.

Xueji went to the unit next door and stood in the courtyard up to the sixth floor, bathed in starlight. Shenzhi walked freely in the sea of books, and the red cloak floated without wind.

I don't know how long later, the red cloak slowly dropped. She took out the thin ice found in the dead man's body and observed silently for a long time. Her dark eyes were full of cold.

This thin piece of ice is a hair sprinkled by Shen Qingshan in the universe many years ago. She is not sure when the other party can find it. Jing Jiu has no sign of waking up. It's useless to wake up. She's under a lot of pressure.

Like some parents, she also found a way to vent her pressure today. She immediately sat back on the sofa and motioned Jing Jiu to sit opposite with her eyes.

Cold cicada took out the go board from the cabinet, climbed up the tea table with a heavy chess urn, felt Xueji's low mood and Jingjiu's unwillingness, and felt great pressure. This evening, Xueji taught Jingjiu Gobang. Black and white pieces kept falling on the chessboard. Mosquitoes kept talking about setting and banning hands. Then there was the sound of wind and thunder. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.