Nightfall

Sang Sang won't play chess. No matter how the old man thought about how to deal with it, after all, he could not get back to the situation. As the chess pieces fell one after another, the situation of Black Chess was obviously excellent. Seeing that he wanted to win in the middle of the game, there was no pride on Chen Pipi's face and his expression was very solemn Seriously, the temples don't even know why sweat is coming out like pulp, and then run down the round cheeks continuously.

On the contrary, the old man's expression was quiet and relaxed. While drinking the tea brought by Sang Sanggang, he dropped the piece casually and unintentionally, and said with emotion: "I haven't played chess pieces in the past 14 years, and I am really sparse."

Listening to the fourteen years, Chen Pipi wiped the sweat on his face. Although his expression did not show any abnormality, he shouted in shēn: "It really is him, and it is him!"

The old man looked up at him and said with a smile: "I asked you to play chess, why did you want to leave?"

Chen Pipi said respectfully: "Because you are stronger than me, I won't win you, so I simply leave."

The old man looked at the sweat on his face and smiled and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Chen Pipi answered honestly: "I'm afraid of you."

The old man shook his head and sighed, "I have lived in Feng Haotian's life, but I don't want others to be afraid of me."

Chen Pipi said after a moment of silence: "The original intention and the result often cannot be matched."

The old man looked at him and suddenly said, "Your surname Chen?"

Chen Pipi replied: "Yes, my name is Chen Pipi."

The old man nodded and said, "You know, it didn't take long for me to get out, but when I was inside, I heard that you ran out of Guan, and now you worship under the Confucius door?"

Chen Pipi stared at the chess pieces on the chessboard and said, "Yes."

The old man smiled and said, "Then what are you afraid of me? In fact, even if you are not a master disciple of the Confucius, looking at Guanli's sake, wouldn't I still be hard for you? Taoshan is not far from Guanzi.

Chen Pipi raised his arm again, wiped the sweat from his face, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and dropped a spot on the chessboard in silence.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the sunspot he had dropped, gently shook his head, and said, "It is said that things are like chess. In my opinion, it is not a chess piece but a chess path. No matter how far the two lines are, there will always be a meeting Time."

Chen Pipi smiled bitterly: "I would rather be a pawn, black and white will never touch."

The old man said: "It's also very fancy to say that I just met a monk from the temple yesterday."

Chen Pipi was slightly surprised, and asked, "Are there any people in Xuankong Temple in Chang'an? Later?"

Lou Ren said: "He is blind, it is estimated that it will take some time for the mind to wake up."

The tone of this sentence was calm and ordinary, but Chen Pipi listened but took a breath of cold air, scratching his head in annoyance, staring at the old man with a trembling voice and angrily said, "Look! Look! People in the temple, you are talking blind Blind, even if I came from the perspective? I met you when I was killed, but you still want me not to be afraid, is this not a flirt?

The old man smiled and said, "That monk is the sī son of a priest, you are different from him."

Chen Pipi listened to this, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and he returned to a silent state.

The old man asked, "Is it good to watch the subject recently?"

Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "I've been to the academy for many years. I don't know how he is now, probably still traveling around."

The old man nodded and said, "He is generally used to staying in the south sea."

At this time, Sang Sang came holding the new urn. The bacon in the backyard was still hanging on the pine branch. He pressed a fire with heavy wood and did n’t need her to stare for the time being, so came and asked the teacher ’s opinion: "How about this urn?" "

The old man looked up and asked curiously, "What is it for?"

"Sorry chicken soup." Sang Sang replied.

The old man was puzzled and said, "Is there an old urn at home?"

Sang Sang explained: "The old urn is too small. When the young master returns, he is worried that the lazy chicken soup is not enough for the three of us to drink."

The old man knew how important that young master was in Sang Sang's mind. At this time, listening to her, she knew that the girl was expecting the young master to live with himself after returning, somehow.

After reading the vicissitudes of life in the constellation of the world, he actually felt that there was a warmth in the world, and he felt a sense of happiness that could not be added.

Then he thought of a thing, looked at Chen Pipi across the board, frowned slowly, and said, "Do you know my female apprentice or her young master?"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Pipi opened his mouth in shock and was completely speechless. The most brilliant and bright priest in the Xiling Temple for centuries, actually accepted Ning Que, a black-faced young female student.

Knowing what he was shocking, the old man smiled and said: "Everything is just a chance. I can't tell the truth."

Chen Pipi wiped the sweat on his face with his hands. Then wipe the sweat from the palm of your hand on the big tuǐ, and use these two actions to dissolve the chaotic emotions, saying: "Her young master is my brother."

So the old man's turn was shocked. He looked at Sang Sang. Some wondered that the heir he had found in the underworld was actually the daughter of a master disciple of the master. How did fate arrange this drama?

Chen Pipi stared at the chess board, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "I knew he was the one who knocked you down to the throne and put you in a monstrous pavilion. , So I do n’t quite understand that it is rare to see me in this big world, but you have refused to start. "

At this time, Sang Sang only noticed the strangeness on both sides of the board and looked at the two in surprise with a new urn.

The old man was silent for a while and dropped a piece of white on the chessboard. He said calmly: The subject is the subject, you are you, and you cannot control the relationship between the subject and you, so this matter has nothing to do with you. "

He looked up and looked at Chen Pipi and asked curiously: "I think I am a cruel and murderous person?"

Chen Pipi smiled slightly and said, "The Guangming Ji is clean and quiet, the man who claims to be the closest to Haotian in spirit in the world, but everyone in the world knows that you are not an ordinary bright priest. Twenty years, the shrine master, the verdict, the oracle, and the killing of the two gods are not necessarily more than you. "

The old man sighed softly and said, "These are the two things that happened ten years ago."

Chen Pipi slowly raised his head and bravely looked at the old man ’s eyes that seemed to be able to see through all the bright and dark eyes of the world. He was honest and fearlessly said: "The teacher and the brothers are not here, but since I know that you have come to Chang'an City, you must try to take you Stay, otherwise I would have no face to go back to the academy to meet Brother Two. "

The old man shook his head, looked at him and disagreed and said, "The Master I remembered before I was imprisoned has never been the most disgusting type of Taoist dealer in the world. Why should you be so sleepy?"

Chen Pipi said honestly: "If I ran into you, but didn't dare to say a word, I watched you leave Chang'an City. Brother II will definitely beat me to death when he knows this."

The old man said with emotion: "Mr. Er should not be too young now, is he still such a temper?"

Chen Pipi said sincerely: "Otherwise you will let me tell Brother 2 to come and meet you?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, thinking that the child's shamelessness was rather cute. After thinking for a moment, he turned to look at Sangsang, and said with regret, "I'm leaving."

Sang Sang held a new urn and listened to it for a long time, but he didn't understand anything. Only after understanding the last few paragraphs, he realized that the teacher who taught his own magic was actually the bright grand priest of the Xiling Temple, and it was hidden Joyo understands that it seems that the whole world is looking for old people.

The new urn did not fall from her arms and broke into pieces on the ground, but she held the two small urns

The hand is extremely hard, because not so can not suppress the consternation of the heart.

The old man looked at her and suddenly said seriously: "The shadow of the night is no longer in the city of Chang'an. Now the academy meets me again, so I want to leave. Will you follow me?"

Sang Sang looked down at the urn like a wellhead, smelling the smell of Xinsha, and kept silent. The old man was very good to her, the old man was very lonely, the old man seemed to put all the last weight of life on her shoulder, old man I very much hope that she can follow and leave, she knows all this, but she has a reason not to leave.

She looked up at the old man and said, "I will wait for the young master to come home."

The old man had expected to hear the "Answer" case and smiled slightly. There was a sentimental smile.

Just then, a very annoying scolding sounded outside the Laobi Zhai door: "As for your junior, who knows when you can come back, but I'm curious, who dares to abduct my apprentice shìfemale? "

Tattered, the tattered sole hit the floor, the wide greasy gown covered with grease entered the wind with an unpleasant odor, and an old Taoist walked in with his head raised, and the gleaming anger in the triangular eyes .

When he saw the figure beside the chessboard wearing an ordinary cotton jacket and ricketing like an ordinary old man, the frivolous meaning in the triangle's eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a spring above the peak, and the tranquility was at its extreme.

The moment before the storm was always extremely peaceful.

Wei Guangming, the bright priest who escaped Taoshan, lived peacefully for a while in a humble bookstore in a humble lane of Chang'an City, and then met Master Yan Se on a very humble winter day.

One is the most unfathomable light seat in the Xiling Temple for hundreds of years, one is the furthest rune master who walked above the runes for hundreds of years, one is the traitor of Haotian Daomen, and one is Hao. What kind of ending will the enlightenment of the southern gate of Tiandao, such a sudden and inexplicable encounter make destiny feel stunned?

The long silence in Lao Bi Zhai seems like death.

Master Yan Se looked at the old man ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The old man looked at Master Yan Se.

Sang Sang stared at the two of them.

Chen Pipi stared at the chessboard in front of him, sweating and sweating.

Master Yan Se sighed and said with emotion: "I have found you in Chang'an City for many days."

The old man sighed and said with emotion: "I hid you in Chang'an City for many days."

Master Yan Se continued with emotion: "I don't want to meet you like this."

The old man said with emotion like him: "I don't want to meet you."

Master Yan Se gradually sighed with emotion and looked at the old friend who hadn't seen for many years and said calmly: "But since we have met each other, we have to do something.

The old man stood up, saluted his old friend who had not seen him for many years, and calmly said, "Please." .