Chapter 384： Finished the book

Lu Baixiang stood up and smiled at the handsome young boy with a red eyebrow in front of him. He reached out and gestured to Cui Dongshan. "Whoever learns chess and teaches chess is not important."

One of the strongest players in the history of the flower-blessed land, there is an instinct that today it is possible to create a career masterpiece.

Cui Dongshan sat down, one foot on the stool, bent over, chin resting on the knee, compared to Lu Baixiang's sitting in danger, the world is different.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his arm and gently rubbed his finger on the edge of the chess box. He said: "You haven't decided yet?"

Lu Baixiang was dumbfounded, never thought that he was on the chessboard, and there was such a day that he was despised, but Lu Baixiang was still not confused for this little thing. He nodded and smiled: "The first time I arrived, there really is no Fixed paragraph."

Cui Dongshan nodded: "The fixed paragraph, according to the rules of the world, you can first play a game with a nine-segment game, three-two, one game, let the new three, two sons and one son, of course, wins and losses Does not affect the final stage, more is a kind of support, grace. Your luck with Lu Baixiang can be much stronger than your chess."

The one who really decides the newcomer's position is of course the tie-up with the four-fifth player.

Cui Dongshan suddenly raised his head. "Maybe you will feel that you and me will play next time. You have the opportunity to go out to the peak. You may wish to tell you that this is your illusion. But you are certainly not convinced, then I will reverse the order, one two three. Let's make a child first, let you know what you really are, how about it? As for the seat system, or the open start, pick it up."

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "If you don't have to let the child, I will lose the same. I know the difference between you and me."

Cui Dongshan extended his finger and clicked on Lu Baixiang. "I like you blindly conceited without fear of it. Let me know if you let the sub-bureau, you will not agree. Then we will start empty." But don't guess, it's up to you to be black and white."

Lu Baixiang asked: "Would you like to put a few eyes?"

Cui Dongshan converges on the smile and is impatient. "Let's say it."

Lu Baixiang is a bit of a guest with the meaning of the main, the chess box is just a black child, they will take the lead to start the game.

Cui Dongshan let Lu Baixiang get out of the world's first small tip on the "Color Cloud Spectrum", the black one three five-five corner, the black seven guard angle, the black nine small tip, both unbreakable and faint Killing the machine, the wind and rain come.

Cui Dongshan was unmoved and had a good rule. He did not even use any kind of "no loss" response in later generations.

Lu Baixiang is as old as the old man, immersed in the game, and forgets me.

Cui Dongshan is a slogan. He doesn’t care if he plays chess. He still starts to talk about it. It’s like playing chess on Lu Baixiang. “In fact, the seat system is more fun. Nowadays, the popular open air course has its own. The advantage will make the board become 'greater', but if the chess power is not enough, the clever sages of the sages will be used up in the preface, which may seem like a flower cluster, but it can be misplaced and misplaced. The old farmer's manure pit, the mad dog bites people, the muddy ditch in the smelly ditch, it is very boring, and it can make people watching chess sleep."

"Today's comment on the ancients' seat system, prefers to lower the order, only admits that the middle of the game is very exciting, but in fact it is not quite right."

"Lu Baixiang, your intuition about the shape of the chess is not bad, but it is just not bad. As for the chess, it is like... 亵 隋 隋 right, you don’t touch it, you haven’t seen it.”

The chess game is roughly just entering the middle plate. Cui Dongshan, who has been smashing, has already covered the chess box with his palm.

Lu Baixiang looked up. "What is Mr. Cui doing?"

Cui Dongshan groaned. "You didn't see that you have lost? Up to thirty hands."

Cui Dongshan raised his hand. "That will continue."

Lu Baixiang frowned and continued to drop.

It is undeniable that when Lu Baixiang played chess, the style was outstanding. Whether it was reaching out, or leaning down, or examining the game, it was a romantic.

It’s a pity that Cui Dongshan didn’t look at it at all, even the chess game, Cui Dongshan was not too heart-felt, and he fell like a fly. After a white son took root in the board, he waited for Lu Baixiang bored, probably this is what he always said. The reason for the embarrassment is that it is too boring to wait.

Cui Dongshan casually said: "The game of chess and the empty game, in fact, can not talk about the pros and cons, now the chess players fight for this, in the end, or the view of the game, not deep enough, not wide enough. In fact, outside the colorful cloud ten There should have been the eleventh inning. As for the chessboard, it is not the vertical and the nineteen, it is too small."

Lu Bai’s heart was tight, and he paused for a long time, silently staring at the game that was not complicated.

The opponent has no infinite killings, no clever exchanges, no so-called knives.

Just like just being clean, he easily accompanied him to Lu Baixiang and played half a game of chess. He has been patient and waited for him to admit defeat.

Lu Baixiang is in a heavy mood, placing two pieces in the lower right corner of the board.

The voter admits to lose.

Cui Dongshan yawned. "Right, I said that I don't have to think about what is not going to be targeted. Next, let you have a child?"

Lu Baixiang said: "Mr. Cui let me two sons, how?"

Cui Dongshan laughed and said: "I know that the time is a good guy. It's not bad. I don't know if I teach you this game."

Lu Baixiang said with a bitter smile, stabilized his mind, began to pack up the game, and finally took a deep breath and started the second game.

Cui Dongshan still did not go all out, but asserted early, "I am not wrong, naturally win."

After the chess to the middle plate, Lu Baixiang often needs a long test.

Cui Dongshan did not have any urging, but often looked around and left, no one was right.

After Lu Baixiang fell into a child, he took the initiative to ask: "Is it just step by step?"

Cui Dongshan said, "That's it. But what I said is right, it is not the ordinary nine-segment of the country. You don't understand. This is a profound knowledge of the distance from the ground, how to teach one." Learning 塾蒙童?"

This game, after all, gave Lu Baixiang to the end of the game, but still voted to concede.

Cui Dongshan changed suddenly and came to the interest. He smiled and asked: "The third game, let's get a little color head?"

Lu Baixiang asked: "What color head?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "My husband and I said to me that all four of you have a sentence. I already know the general content, but I also know that some of you must have lied, not necessarily all false, it should be half-truth. It is reasonable to say that you are the most suspected of Lu Baixiang, because it is your most nonsense, but these are not important. If I win the third game, you Lu Baixiang only needs to tell me, who do you think lies? The most likely, just say anyone can do, as long as you give me a name."

Lu Baixiang laughs and laughs. "So, does it make sense?"

Cui Dongshan is a serious saying: "Yes."

Lu Baixiang thought for a moment and shook his head: "The two innings are enough."

Cui Dongshan was disappointed with his face: "Your chess strength is a strong nine-segment in Baojuan. It is not difficult. Although it is only equivalent to the ordinary nine-segment of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, it is not bad. Learn some chess again. After playing the game, in the middle of the land of Shenzhou, you can have a place for you, Lu Baixiang, so that you are not afraid to go down?"

Lu Baixiang hesitated a moment, curiously asked: "Mr. Cui's chess skills, in this vast world, can you rank in the top ten?"

Cui Dongshan said with a white eye: "Go is just a trail. How about entering the top ten? Some yin and yang homes and the top five monks of the surgeons are all proficient in this road. Then, they are not crying for the monks in the same territory. mother?"

Lu Baixiang is very hot-eyed. "Fully ask again, how big is the gap between Mr. Cui and Baidi City?"

Cui Dongshan thought for a moment, "I have a black horse who is leading the way."

Lu Baixiang’s mood gradually stabilized. He smiled and asked: “If I let the three sons, I won, what about Mr. Cui?”

Cui Dongshan pointed to the "Color Cloud", "I will eat it."

Lu Baixiang was only a joke, and couldn’t help but ask, "How much difference does Cui and the big country teacher Cui Wei have?

Cui Dongshan blinked at Lu Baixiang and did not speak.

Lu Bai apologized: "I am rude."

Cui Dongshan stood up and asked: "What do you think of losing two innings?"

Lu Baixiang followed up, and he was sincere and convinced: "Benefits are great, although they are defeated."

Cui Dongshan swayed his head and didn't take it for granted: "How do you qualify for the words behind?"

Looking at the back of Cui Dongshan.

Lu Baixiang sat back in position and began to rewind alone.

Cui Dongshan walked in the corridor and muttered: "Wei Wei, a little dangerous."

Then he was a little self-deprecating. "What does this count?"

He smiled and laughed and knocked on the door on the right. "Sister, isn't there? I have finished playing chess with Lu Baixiang, and then learn to learn swords?"

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After returning to the bamboo box, Chen Pingan left the inn alone and explored the local customs.

Small county towns, sparrows are small and complete, Wenwu Temple, Chenghuang Temple, County School, all kinds of shops, everything.

The yellow mud road, the buds of the willows, the cockroach cockroaches, and the new Spring Festival Gate.

The foreigners who are rushing to do nothing to buy and sell, the children who run, mostly wear new clothes that they put on the New Year, and they are full of vigor.

Walking and walking, unconsciously, I walked outside the Wu Temple. During this time, I passed a Fortuna Temple. Compared with the cold and clear Temple of Literature, the incense was strong.

Chen Pingan has walked through millions of miles of mountains and rivers and found an interesting thing. The secular people seem to respect the gods and not kiss the gods, the temples of the land, the various temples, and the temples of the gods. More relatives. For example, the Qingshen country with its temples and the main gods in the main hall, the people often worshipped after worshipping the incense, and often stayed for a short time, but at the foot of some gods who are in charge of something, after the devout swearing, they will have words, there are Pray for a wish.

Chen Pingan walked into the Wu Temple, and there were only a handful of pilgrims.

The statue is a military commander, painted clay sculpture, holding a shovel, sullen, and very majestic.

This place has no appearances in the temple. Chen Pingan is now a martial arts five-dimensional repair, but the injury has not yet healed, there are advantages and disadvantages, there is a glimmer of hope, to fight for the most innocent word. Of course, the premise is that Cao Ci, the great-minded genius of the big-end dynasty, has already become a Wufu six. The sixth place, the key is to find a hero, a bit like a martial arts knot. In general, there are two shortcuts. One is to enter the Wu Temple, try your luck, see if you can get favored, and be given a Wu Yun.

The other is to go to the ancient battlefield sites, and fight with the battlefields of those who are dead and not scattered, but it is quite dangerous. Ancient battlefield sites, there are few single-handed wandering spirits, those spirits who have never lost their spirits, and their number The yin dynasty of the yin is extremely difficult, and the book of the gods purchased from the hanging mountain records that there is a huge ruin in the Middle China Shenzhou, and the singer has the equivalent of the martial arts. The equivalent of a sage in the town is like a legendary flight, and there are hundreds of thousands of people in the Yin dynasty. It is said that before the successor of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, they need to go to this place to experience, even More than the fallen tragedy happened.

Chen Pingan never hopes for the gift of the Wu Temple. Today is nothing more than a walk. More and more yearning for the ancient battlefield sites of the famous history, relying on their own fists, they will play a real sixth place.

Chen Pingan stood alone in the hall of Wu Temple. The county town Wu Temple was too small. There was no fragrant place. The people came with incense. Chen Pingan felt that his hands were close together. It seemed that he was not suitable. He simply handed a fist and took the position as a martial artist. Wu Shengren gave a gift and then turned and left.

Outside the main hall, the spring is bright.

Chen Pingan crossed the threshold.

Now that Changsheng Bridge was rebuilt, the first piece of life was successfully refining, and Chen Ping’s foot was equal to one foot entering the threshold of practicing Qi.

But this is by no means a great blessing. There are few good things in the world under the circumstances of the bear's paw and the shark's fin. Especially the two qis and the pure martial arts are in the opposite direction. Although it is not without people, it looks at the world. There are very few swords, the swords of the Great Wall, some of the swordsmen, and the geeks that Cui Wei had inadvertently mentioned, belonging to this column. The reason why this move is regarded as a stupid thing by the orthodox is that the more likely it is, the more likely it is that there will be almost fatal flaws. It is not easy to practice the martial arts. It is hard to get rid of the bottleneck and destroy the heart. The undefeated golden body of the home practice, the unleathered glass body pursued by Taoism, are actually tirelessly pursuing the word "innocent", and the martial arts practice is purely two words.

Once you choose to open two roads at the same time, it is tantamount to looking for bitterness. It is easy to avoid both ends, and the final achievement is limited.

Just as Chen Ping’s right foot had to step out of the threshold, there was a sigh of aura behind him, and a loud voice was heard. "Sin Shi please stay."

Chen Pingan turned his back and walked back to the hall. The painted statues swayed a layer of golden light, and then a middle-aged general who was wearing a gold armor from the statue fell into the hall.

The Wu Sheng people in the local Qing dynasty smiled and said: "This matter, thanks to the student of the singer, helped us to escape from the two temples. Do you know if the singer can give us a chance to repay? If there is a need for the immortal, just open the mouth, as long as we can do what we can, we will never dare to shirk."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "This shot is the meaning of one of my students. It has nothing to do with me. Wu Sheng people don't have to thank me. I just passed by this time, and there are many harassment."

Wu Shengren said helplessly: "I really want more harassment."

Chen Pingan is speechless.

Shinto incense, the most wonderful.

Chen Pingan had nothing to do. He simply picked Zhang Futuan to sit down. Wu Shengren set up some obstacles to prevent the mortal from being scared.

Chen Pingan asked about the origins and rituals of the two temples of Wenwu, and also asked about the timid things. This problem is not complicated by the confusion.

Wu Sheng people know everything, answer one by one.

Chen Pingan got what he wanted, and got up and thanked him. Wu Shengren was only sent to the entrance of the main hall. After the young fairy teacher gradually drifted away, the golden body deity returned to the clay sculpture.

A young man in white walked on the street, walked through the lush green trees, walked through the yellow dog licking the sun on the ground, walked through the children who laughed and laughed, and the young man muttered to himself.

"You can't do it at this age, or work hard and do bad things. What's the relationship, it doesn't matter."

"It can be done badly and wrongly. It is two different things. The age is small, and you are not afraid of making mistakes, but this is not the reason for not knowing what to do."

"If you have a sensible niece, you will make a mistake and will beat you. If you go to school, your husband will take your ruler and board to pump your palm. Xiao Baobo has Mr. Qi, and there is a big brother Li Xisheng. Cao Qing There is a mother, now I am in school. You don't have it. It doesn't matter, I will teach."

“How can I teach you the best? When you are so old, no one has taught me.”

The young man from the foreign country walked through the Spring Festival couplet, which was written in a general way, and painted the poor door god.

He did not hurry to return to the inn.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something, turned into a secluded lane, and took out a yellow paper plaque from the jade card. It was the one that lived in the country of the country, and the osmanthus island that went to the hanging mountain. On the top, Gui Yan and Jin Dan old sword repair Ma Zhi, helped him and the female ghost to enter into a contract. It was just that Chen Ping had eaten a bitter girl in a wedding dress earlier. For the sake of the slutty, it was not natural. After leaving Guihua Island, there has been no chance for the female ghost to show up.

At this moment, she saw the day after tomorrow, some discomfort at a time, standing in the shadows, slim, but sullen.

She wore a colorful coat with a wide sleeve and her hands hidden in her sleeves, but Chen Pingan knew that except for the beautiful face, the female ghost had white bones under her neck.

She gave a blessing, revealing two white snow... the bones of the bones, the gesture of Jiao said: "The slaves have seen the master."

Chen Ping’an is a bit difficult to talk about and hesitates.

When signing the contract, Chen Pingcai learned that the female ghost was named Shirou.

Chen Pingan keeps an eye on whether anyone is passing by and is thinking about it in his stomach.

She smiled: "The owner needs slaves to do something that is not too clean? The owner does not have to hesitate, this is the slave of the slave."

Chen Ping sighed and shook his head. "I don't want you to do the pickled things that you can't see. You are a woman. I want to ask something you are good at."

The dead female ghost squinted, "Oh? Dare to ask the owner, but what about men and women?"

She laughed, a boneless arm slid out of the big sleeves, grinning, and her eyes were cold. "I never thought that the master had such quirks, but it was a blessing of slaves."

Chen Ping did not care about the sarcasm in her speech, but she said: "I want to ask you to marry a woman before you were alive, and to teach each other? I don't know how to set rules for children at home and for the younger generation."

She was confused, and it was obvious that Chen’s thoughts made her unexpected. The early soul was detained in the picture, and the old immortal was used to the sinister behavior of the tiger. It was disgusting and always better than watching the sisters. Their souls are scattered, the souls of some poor sisters, and the old man’s method of “sitting wax” in the method of immortality, the oil lamp, the soul of the soul as a wick, a little bit of melting, miserable, except her, Who dares to violate?

As a result, now she has changed her position as a new owner. How has the change been so great?

She sighed and shook her head: "The slaves never married before, and they didn't know what the master said."

Chen Ping nodded, and when she said nothing, she took back the symbol and placed it in a squat.

In the gloom of the cage, the female ghost is swaying and her face is wrong. Is this finished?

She has some resentment. I know that I should have fooled him. How long have I not seen the scenery of the outside world?

She is also willing to be hurt by some hurricanes, like spring meat, spring thunder and vibration.

Chen Pingan walked out of the alley, and finally sat on the outer steps of a closed door, sitting on his knees and screaming.

Walking through the simple family of three, the child is innocent and carefree. The woman is red-eyed there. It seems to be aggrieved. The man loses his smile and says good things. The long strip wrapped in oil paper. meat. But the more the man is so diligent, the more annoyed the woman is, and finally she takes the son's hand and walks away, leaving the man aside.

The man was squatting and a little tired, so he accompanied his daughter-in-law to return to her family. Several son-in-law had come together, and there was a bad guy. There was a Mr. Dangdang in the wealthy portal. Of course, he was such a farmer and old man. The gift was given, and the other two son-in-law got the pig's leg. He could only take a piece of meat--he had a natural heart. He could blame him. He was a man. Isn't he still fighting in front of the child? After all, isn’t it a good thing? The man sighed, suddenly found not far from the door, a young man with a strange face, the man immediately subconsciously straightened his waist, smiled at Chen Pingan, this ran to the farther and farther wife and children.

Chen Pingan looked at this scene. Although the speech was unreasonable, he was born in the poor place of Muping Lane. He was familiar with the bumps at the bottom of the market and knew the chickens and garlic that slowly burned people. So Chen Ping guessed it and waited until The child is older, I am afraid that he will know that his sister-in-law’s own bitterness is going to be more useful. It may be a little more useful in the school’s reading club. Maybe the smile will be much less, and the father who feels like the top-ranking person may actually have some pockets. I will be disgusted with my mother-in-law, but it is also possible to help him to pick up the meat on the way home today. Then he will be reconciled and feel that the day is going to pass. .

It is possible.

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Save money in your own room to copy books.

After copying the book, she quietly stood at the door and eavesdropped on the outside.

I just waited for a long time and didn't hear the footsteps.

She leaned against the door and looked at the toes.

At the earliest time, she was not used to walking the mountain road, her feet were full of blood bubbles, and she did not dare to take the thorns.

Someone is kneeling beside her, helping her to pick one by one, and then applying some gorgeous herbs, it will not hurt.

When I was in a daze, a familiar voice sounded outside the door and asked: "Is there a copy of the book today?"

The money immediately jumped up and shouted: "Read it!"

The footsteps gradually drifted away, and then the door was gently closed next door.