Two hundred and forty-four, cast the child to admit defeat
Ying Xiaoxing didn't care, pointed to the chess box containing the ink jade chess pieces, and said: "Little friend Lin, please."
Lin Yige has only a mediocre interest in the various arts of cultivation, and his chess skills are not really superb.
You will lose anyway, there is no difference between black and white.
It's just that every depression becomes even lower.
Her chess skills are indeed far better than that bad chess player Wen Zongyi.
Lin Yige calmly picked up a sunspot and dropped it on the star on the right hand side.
With two calloused fingers, he picked up a white piece and dropped it next to the black piece.
There was silence in Hantan Water Pavilion, except for the crisp sound of jade chess pieces falling on the chessboard.
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Half an hour later, the white stones on the chessboard were surrounding them, blocking the black stones in a corner of the chessboard.
The boundary between black and white is so clear that it is difficult to find a place to move.
Lin Yige held the chess pieces and pondered for a long time, undecided.
Ying Xiaoxing shook her feather fan gently and watched the female cultivator's expression change. She didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly chuckled and said, "Little friend Lin, you have been thinking about it for a quarter of an hour."
Wen Zongyi looked at the terrible battle situation on the chessboard and persuaded him: "Little friend Lin, otherwise you should just admit defeat!"
Lin Yige frowned and glared at Wen Zongyi, is she the kind of person who gives up easily?
Besides, why does it count as a win if it occupies more views?
Her sunspots are not dead yet, and she can still fight!
Wen Zongyi was glared at by her and quickly looked away, looking at the sky and the earth with wandering eyes.
Ying Xiaoxing put the three white stones on the chessboard with a smile, threw in the stones and said, "That's it, I lose."
Lin Yige was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Why did you admit defeat?"
Wen Zongyi looked at Ying Xiaoxing with disapproval and muttered: "You have never let me win..."
Ying Xiaoxing shook her feather fan, glanced sideways at the female cultivator, and said, "Lin Yige, are you still pretending?"
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Wen Zongyi and Lin Yige looked at each other and shook their heads in denial: "Ying Xiaoxing, your eyes are really hard to use, why did you admit the wrong person!"
Ying Xiaoxing became more and more sure of his guess and teased: "How could I not recognize Yi Ge? Wen Zongyi, you were wearing a Confucian shirt with a long beard on your face, I really didn't dare to recognize you!"
Being mentioned by an old friend who had not seen him for more than a hundred years, Wen Zongyi felt aching in his heart. Wen Zongyi thought of the "hundred-year-old marriage" sent by his old friend, and immediately pulled his face down: "That's not for you!"
"Ah, yes, yes, it's for Master Wu Lan!"
Seeing that the two were almost quarreling, Lin Yige interrupted: "How did Chang Geng figure it out?"
In order not to say too much, she almost said nothing from beginning to end.
After thousands of years, although her chess skills have become a lot rusty, she has also avoided her usual chess moves.
You can’t conclude that she is Lin Yige just because you refuse to admit defeat, right?
Ying Xiaoxing lightly shook her feather fan and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't know that you always make some small moves when playing chess. And you are still unwilling to admit defeat when you are at a disadvantage. You are the only one who can do it, Lin Yige."
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Lin Yige was slightly startled, looked at Wen Zongyi, and confirmed: "When I played chess, did I make any small moves?"
Wen Zongyi blinked innocently, "How do I know? However, when Wu Lan is playing chess, he likes to play with three chess pieces in his hand..."
Lin Yige waved his hands and said disgustedly: "Wen Zongyi, you can do it..."
Ying Xiaoxing waved his hand and put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, complaining: "Lin Yige, are you so cruel, why didn't you tell me when you came back?"
Lin Yige smiled guiltily, thinking that the Confucian cultivator had a "black heart" and there was no need to worry.
Thinking of her green bamboo sword talisman, she looked solemn and asked: "Then...why did Chang Geng give the green bamboo sword talisman to Wen Zongyi?"
Ying Xiaoxing silently raised his feather fan to cover the bitter smile on his face, and then said: "I have betrayed Wenxin Academy, and Wenxin Academy has also expelled me."
Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Ying Xiaoxing explained in a calm tone: "I left Wenxin Academy not to save the world, but to save myself. The disciples of Wenxin Academy closed their cultivation and entered the world to gain experience. They did not want to ask for orders for the people, but only knew how to form cliques and fight for power for personal gain.
, As a result, in Qingyan and Yanzhou, rituals collapsed and music collapsed, chaos spread, and the people were in dire straits. Women and children were humiliated and had to die for food..."
There is no need to express the unfulfilled meaning.
Seeing this hell on earth, Ying Xiaoxing was helpless due to the corrupt rules of the Wenxin Academy elders not to interfere with the disciples who were training in the mortal world.
She suffered day and night, and in order not to fall into the devil's path, she had no choice but to betray Wenxin Academy.
Lin Yige thought for a while and said: "Then there is no need to send the Green Bamboo Sword Talisman to Wenshi! If you carry the Green Bamboo Sword Talisman with you, if anything happens, you can still ask my senior sister for help!"
Ying Xiaoxing shook his head and said: "Rebeling from Wenxin Academy will cost a lot. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to protect the green bamboo sword talisman, so I had to help the head of the Wen family."
As for using the green bamboo sword talisman, she has never thought about it.
After all, this is a "relic" left by a friend!
Wen Zongyi looked at Ying Xiaoxing, whose cultivation level was similar to his own, and asked: "Aren't you going to betray Wenxin Academy by stripping Wenxin away? But I think you are fine..."
The Wenxin of Wenxin Academy disciples is similar to the spiritual roots of ascetics, except that one is the talent to comprehend Confucianism, and the other is the ability to feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Ying Xiaoxing looked at the mist on the cold pool and sighed softly: "It was the teacher who risked his life and suffered for me..."
The teacher Ying Xiaoxing mentioned was the master of the cultivator. She was the daughter of a Confucian cultivator in the Wenxin Academy and later joined the Wenxin Academy.
It's just that the quality of literary mind of that Confucian cultivator is not high, far inferior to that of his disciple Ying Xiaoxing, so he has never had any sense of presence in the literary mind academy.
Ying Xiaoxing only felt sentimental for a moment, then put away all his emotions and said calmly: "This is all in the past. I was originally going to come to Wen Zongyi to get this green bamboo sword talisman."
After saying that, Ying Xiaoxing reached out to Wen Zongyi to ask for the green bamboo sword talisman.
"Am I just here to take care of things for you?" Wen Zongyi cursed as he took out the lacquer box and placed the whole thing in Ying Xiaoxing's hand.
Ying Xiaoxing took out the words "Hundred Years of Love" from the lacquer box and gave it back to Wen Zongyi, "What nonsense are you talking about? I spent a lot of effort on this painting. I'm so kind as to treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs!"
Wen Zongyi caught the "hundred years of good harmony" and was slightly stunned, "What do you mean? You mean, Wu Lan and I couldn't have a 'hundred years of good harmony'?"
Ying Xiaoxing smiled and said nothing. He only took out the green bamboo sword talisman from the lacquer box and put it away before winking at Lin Yige.
The words and writings of Confucian cultivators contain a kind of power that cannot be underestimated, also known as "the spirit of speech".
The higher your cultivation level, the more effort you put into it, and the more you can achieve it.
Wen Zongyi seemed to have suddenly realized something. He quickly put on a smile, took off a ring from his hand, and said: "Ying Xiaoxing, how about you write another word for me, 'Broken Mirror Reunion'?"
