Chapter 112 Facing the half-prosperous and half-dead body
The game between black and white initially had the upper hand. This is actually the law of Go. Black moves first, and white always falls into a passive position. Only when the middle game is strangled, white will gradually show its power.
In the chess game I saw, the places where White killed Black were very fragmentary. Black was simple and violent, using its thick position to charge at White, with the sole intention of wiping out all the White chess.
This has violated the rules of Go. The key to Go is to hide your edge. Before you are absolutely sure, you will not risk launching an attack, let alone reveal your true intentions. But what I saw on the top of the Snow Mountain was, black
The chess piece and the white chess piece fight desperately, regardless of the rules of Go. In other words, the highest level of chess playing has no rules at all. The only purpose is to defeat the opponent and kill the opponent.
I have realized that for so many years, the battle between black and white has been staged repeatedly in the Daxueshan area, just to enlighten the world, how can we develop?
By the afternoon of the next day, my body had recovered further and I walked out of the room and took a walk in the temple.
When I walked to the mountain behind the temple, I unknowingly entered a large Bodhi forest. There were many young monks here meditating. They leaned against the tree trunks with their backs and scriptures spread out on their knees. They had entered a state of total selflessness.
I slowed down my pace to avoid disturbing them and affecting others' cleaning.
Suddenly, a monk came out from behind the big tree, only three steps away from me, and almost bumped into me.
As he passed me, he whispered: "Come with me, I will take you to a place that is what you want. Don't make a sound, I don't mean any harm. Just follow me."
Before I could see his face clearly, we passed each other and he walked toward the southwest, his feet moving fast and hastily.
I followed immediately without any thought.
In this temple, I have attracted the attention of others, and many people know that I am here for the Snow Mountain Lanke chess game.
We passed through several small doors, passed by the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of the temple, then exited the west gate of the temple and walked towards the empty valley.
In the past, for the sake of my own safety, I would have slowed down and asked the other party to explain. But now I have just escaped from death, and this life has been saved, so I am not afraid of life or death, no matter where the other party goes.
Wherever you go, I will follow you all the way until I find the answer.
We passed through a dark valley without any stairs, and three stone houses appeared in front of us. They all had a very ancient feel and had nothing to do with modern architecture.
"The masters are inside. If you enter from the left, each master will examine you. After these tests, you will be able to truly see the secret. Go now."
After the monk who led the way finished speaking, he turned around and left without even giving me a straight face.
I took a deep breath, walked into the first stone house, and gently opened the rotten wooden door. The interior of the stone house was about ten steps long, five steps wide, and only two meters high. My head almost touched the roof.
There was a ragged monk sitting in the corner, holding a scripture in his hand and reading.
He didn't even look at me, as if what came in was not a living person, but air.
I knelt down, put my hands together, and saluted him.
The monk looked up at me and shook his head gently: "You are not the person we are looking for at all. You don't have any wisdom. You spent the night at the top of the Snowy Mountains and found nothing. It's so abominable. You'd better leave.
It’s not suitable for practice at all!”
I am not angry. I came here just to seek the truth. No matter what the other party says, it is secondary and will not arouse my anger.
"Master, when I came to Dulong Bingzhu Temple, I wanted to know the secret of the Lanke chess game. Qin Chengpei and Eucommia ulmoides are both dead. Their deaths are related to the chess game. If the crisis caused by the Lanke chess game cannot be solved, I don't know how many more will happen in the future.
Innocent people lost their lives. Master, please show mercy and let me see the Lanke chess game. I will be extremely grateful."
This is my most important request. After all, the Lanke chess game is related to the Yin-Yang dolls, and they must be solved to achieve peace in the world.
The monk sneered and raised the scripture in his hand: "Look, all the wisdom here is hidden in the words. If you knew how to read, you would have discovered the true meaning of wisdom long ago. Now you ask me blindly, how can I teach you
"Why don't you leave this room and go to the front? My master may be in the mood to tell you something."
I passed through the door on the other side of the stone house and arrived at the second stone house.
In the stone house, two people are playing chess.
The chessboard was carved on a large stone. The black and white situation was very complicated. The two sides were entangled. The two of them rested their chins on their hands and looked at the chessboard with all their concentration. They didn't even realize that I had entered the door.
I didn't say anything, but carefully observed the chess game, and found that the black chess was extremely violent, and had surrounded the white chess, and a sudden attack of troops broke out, dividing the white chess into two pieces, the left and right, and eating them without mercy.
Then, the final result of this game is that the white chess piece is uprooted, not a single piece can be left, and the black chess piece wins completely, without any suspense.
According to the rules of modern Go, the difference in the areas finally occupied by the black and white sides is very small. It is impossible for one side to slaughter the other side's dragon. This proves that the two players are not on the same level.
I watched for a long time. White resisted desperately, but Black made a series of faint moves inexplicably. As a result, the balance of power between black and white became closer and closer, and White actually showed signs of turning defeat into victory.
"I lost." The monk holding the black chess piece picked up a handful of chess pieces and scattered them on the chessboard.
From the initial good situation to now admitting defeat, it proves that his chess skills are inferior to those of his opponent.
"You clearly saw that the situation was not good, but you didn't remind me. What was your intention?" He turned to look at me.
I shook my head. A true gentleman is watching the chess game without saying anything. Only those who say nothing are the ones who truly understand the essence of the chess game.
"Let him go. He is good at hiding himself. If he were an ordinary person, he would help you play chess as soon as he came in. He wouldn't wait until now. Master has long said that practitioners should be slow in speech and quick in action. He
It meets this condition very well, go ahead, go ahead—"
The monk holding the white flag pointed behind me, and I immediately put my hands together to express my thanks, and then went out through the other door.
In the third stone house, I saw a "skeleton".
When I entered the stone house, he faced me with the left side of his face and body, and what I saw was a skeleton.
His skin is very dark and clings to the bones. There is no muscle between the skin and the bones, which makes him shudder.
When I walked up to him, I realized that he was an old monk. His body had been cultivated to the state of being half prosperous and half withered. It was separated vertically from the middle of the nose to the left and right. The left side was boney and the right side was normal.
"Sit down, what do you want? When they let you in, it proves that you are close to my requirements for accepting a disciple. I have only one question. If you can answer it, I will accept you as a disciple immediately - left for Ku, right for
Rong, if someone is riding a tiger and can’t get off, how should we solve it?”
The old monk's question was full of profound philosophical thoughts, but I already had the answer without any thinking.