The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 155

After Jing Jiu left, Tong Yan also left.

The meihui chess game has just begun. Naturally, it can't end here.

The winner of the chess game will get the baptism of Zen together with the winners of the other four events, not to mention this is a great reputation.

However, for understandable reasons, both real chess masters and simple lovers have little interest and can't lift up any spirit.

"I'm leaving, too." He Kui tied the wine pot to his waist and said to siser, "I'll take you to Daze next door to catch fish when I have a chance to play with you in the hanging bell sect. The fish head in his house is particularly fragrant and better than roast fish."

Siser didn't pay attention to the second half of this sentence at all. He was surprised and asked, "don't you play chess?"

"Yes." He Kan was silent for a moment and said, "it won't go down in the future."

Hearing this, many shocked and puzzled eyes fell on him.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan have left, and he Kan is naturally the absolute favorite of meihui chess.

Even if his mind was shocked too much by the previous game of chess, or didn't want to take advantage of it to be a famous scholar, why did he say he wouldn't play chess in the future?

He Kai didn't know whether to answer siser or to everyone in the chessboard mountain.

"Even if I can't win those two people in my next life, I can't even touch their clothes. Why do I have to go again?"

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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue broke up at Xinjiekou. Just like the other day, everything was so ordinary, as if nothing had happened today.

The eaves of Taichang temple were washed by rain, black and shiny. It looked like the horn of a green dragon.

Jing Jiu took back his sight, went up the stone steps, pushed the door and went in.

The whole family sat in the flower hall, watched him come in and got up together.

"Why did you come back?"

Brother Jing's attitude is more respectful than a few days ago, but his eyes are full of joy.

When Jing Jiu saw him, he remembered that he had forgotten something.

When he asked the other party to play chess the other day, he said that he was the winner. Today, he only played one game of chess and came back.

He said, "I'll supply you with how much I lost."

Brother Jing said happily, "it's all right. I bet on Shan Sheng."

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When we were in Qipan mountain, the rain stopped.

There is no sound outside the window. It is very quiet and suitable for sleeping.

Well nine didn't sleep, thinking about something.

When he came to Chaoge city to attend the plum blossom festival, his main idea was to see if the man would come to him.

But since December said those words, he said it again when he was in his early ten years old, it's OK to take part in the chess game.

It's just a game.

Just as he said to Tong Yan in the chessboard mountain.

But is it really just a game?

He got up, went to the bookshelf, took down the go, went back to the table and played today's game again.

He stood at the table and looked at the chessboard and was silent for a long time.

The color of black and white pieces is so clear, the difference is very clear, but it seems to become a whole in the end.

He won the game today, but he knew that he could win in some aspects that Tong Yan could not do.

He will not feel invincible. He just stands on the standpoint of Tong Yan. This is not a crime of war.

His current physical condition is very special, with almost unlimited mental strength.

In the past, even if he began to learn chess from an early age, it was difficult to achieve today's level.

Today, Tong Yan's chess is infinitely close to perfection. If not for too much mental and physical consumption in the end, and the penultimate move is too tough, he can't find the opportunity to escape at any time. Or Tong Yan slows down the speed of falling chess and turns this game into a long game for tens of days. The outcome of this game is still unknown.

So he can feel and understand Tong Yan's last pain.

"You are still the first in the world."

Well nine looked at the chessboard and said to Tong Yan.

When he stepped into the dark river in that mountain, he thought he would not change this time. Now it seems that there will be some differences, although few.

Or is it because you touched a field you never touched last time?

Jing Jiu is not sure about this. The subtle changes in the heart of the Tao are too complicated to calculate, and he is very tired now.

He went to the window and looked at the quiet courtyard in the night. Somehow, he was a little confused.

This emotion, or all emotions, is something that rarely appears in his heart.

The children's laughter and the woman's frightened voice suddenly came from the front of the yard, followed by some nervous boos, and then returned to silence again.

Maybe brother Jing told his family what happened today and the gambling game.

If Jing Jiu wanted to listen to them, he could naturally hear them, but he didn't do that, and his mood gradually calmed down.