"Since when have I, Qi Wu, become a source of fun for others..."
He felt uneasy, and unknowingly, his calm mood in the past seemed to have gradually changed due to various things after he came to this secret realm.
There had been no emotional change in decades, and he could no longer remember how many years he had not experienced this sense of loss.
Only recently, when he heard that his eldest brother had a baby marriage, and that the two of them had gone to thousands of places to cultivate their relationship, he couldn't say anything for a long time, and his heart felt as heavy as a huge stone.
He is the fifth son of the Western Region Sword Sect, and his ability to control the sword with one hand is superb.
Why would he want to seek help from a casual cultivator who has no family, no sect, and a wild path?
Qi Wu withdrew his fist and struck hard at his thigh where he was sitting cross-legged. He was also proud of it.
This is the horror of thousands of ways.
It will unknowingly and silently corrode the monks' thoughts, change their living habits, and grind their minds.
Destroy their original shapes and gradually polish them into the person who fits their identity in the secret realm.
As time went by, no one could tell whether he was Liang Yue, the second-grade hussar general of the Yun Dynasty, or the fifth son of the Qi family of the Western Region Sword Sect.
There was silence in this courtyard, and even the general's stubborn breathing gradually weakened.
"Tap-ta-"
"The Emperor has arrived——"
Qi Wu turned around suddenly and looked at the entrance of Xianju Garden.
The once aloof and sinister emperor was slowly approaching with a cold face. Beside the emperor, a woman with a quiet face and a bit of indifference was supporting him caringly.
"Li Xueqing?" A flash of light flashed in Qi Wu's sea of consciousness, but he did not call out Fang Zhe's name directly.
The next moment, he was startled again. He called it wrong!
"Li Xueqing" is the wife of "Liang Yue", and he is her husband. How can he call Li Xueqing by his real name?
The emperor's eyes were closed, his figure was upright but revealed a lazy temperament. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and some words did not need to be said, all in a smile.
Jiang Su thought: "Qi Wu's acting skills still need to be practiced. At first, I thought he was a white lotus, a young master pretending to be sick and weak to win sympathy. I didn't expect that he was wearing the skin of a white lotus, carrying a sick body, pretending to be a pure brother.
Harmless heart."
"No...you still have to practice. It's too fake."
Fang Zhe heard Qi Wu calling "himself", and without thinking much, he responded "Yeah."
Qi Wu suddenly stood up from the futon, quickly walked down the steps, and walked ten feet away from the current emperor.
He bowed and said in salute: "I pay my respects to the Emperor."
Jiang Su waved his hand and did not directly reveal his identity to Qi Wu. Instead, he said casually: "Get up, how is it? Where is the immortal?"
After she entered the Immortal Residence Garden, except for Qi Wu, she heard no other people's voices. This obviously meant that the monk was not here.
Monks are people who practice Taoism, not vegetative people or wooden people. They can never exist silently in one place.
Qi Wu thought he was going to be punished, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, after I came to the Immortal Garden here, I didn't see the immortal. I only found the chessboard under the eaves." He pointed to the chessboard not far away.
, signaling Fang Zhe to lead the emperor there.
He looked at Li Xueqing's movements of supporting the emperor, his eyes focused on the two people's intertwined arms, and he was confused in his heart.
"Li Xueqing actually has such a good relationship with the emperor? How can Fang Zhe act under the emperor's nose without being discovered?"
"It seems... this man is as wise as he is foolish... but he hides it deeply."
Fang Zhe understood what Qi Wu meant and subconsciously helped Jiang Su over.
"oh……"
"What chessboard? Keep talking."
Jiang Su was not afraid of the monk hiding in secret. As soon as she heard about the chessboard, the classic plot in the fairy novel she had read before appeared in her mind.
Either the protagonist solved the chess game that had been deadlocked for hundreds of years, and thus became a long-lasting friend of the powerful man who secluded himself from the world and received his great help.
Either the protagonist defeats a powerful person who hides away from the world, or becomes someone's best friend, and now has an extra trump card that can be used in times of crisis.
Oh, it's also possible that this monk was the one who installed it.
Jiang Su has no interest in this trump card and Wang Nian Fang. He is Jiang Su and not the real Lin Gao, so his efforts are useless.
But she was curious about which one it was.
She let Fang Zhe help her walk to the eaves and slowly climbed the steps.
"Li Xueqing" did not let go, squatting down and knocking on the surface of the futon.
Jiang Su heard the sound and knew it was a futon, so he sat down according to the position of the sound. Qi Wu stepped aside, and Fang Zhe also stared at Jiang Su intently.
The old eunuch was far away. He thought he was a eunuch with a physical defect and did not dare to approach the immortal's residence. He could only lower his head and bend his waist, fold his hands in front of his body, and wait silently for a few people.
At this point, the person playing chess was replaced by Jiang Su.
How is the doctor's daughter's chess skills?
Reincarnated as the second generation Xiu, in the first few years, the baby girl Jiang Su was still the clear-eyed and somewhat silly college student. Even though she grew up from an infant, she was a perfect fit between body and soul as a three- or two-year-old child.
She thought about it.
According to my past experience in reading novels about reincarnation, I should at least be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and be a bright and optimistic person in the world of cultivation.
So she learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Contrary to expectations, there are geniuses in all walks of life. Fortunately, her skill points are not added to these. She only knows a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
If you can play the piano and make sounds, you can make big and small beads fall on a jade plate, but she can make a loud crackling sound. If you can play chess and think, you can make a platoon in the nine-way military tent, and she is indeed an alpha dog.
I can write books. I can draw and color.
At that time, she only felt a little regretful. If she had some other points besides medicine, she would be able to drink with others one day in front of flowers and under the moon. She would not just be an arty person.
But as he grew older, Jiang Su became less optimistic about it.
Medicine is her destined path. Since she already has this path, why ask for it?
Sitting at the chessboard, Jiang Su's heart felt calm and her face was calm.
She didn't move for a long time.
"..."
"I forgot, I'm blind and can't see the chess pieces... I was thinking about pretending to be a cross if I could solve the chess game..."
Jiang Su didn't say anything. After pondering for a long time, he finally stretched out his sharp-jointed hands and lightly rubbed the chess piece.
At the same time, a chessboard appeared in her sea of consciousness.
As her fingertips touched the cold chess pieces, the delicate touch penetrated into her sea of consciousness. Nineteen and three hundred and sixty-one chess pieces gradually appeared one after another.
.
The texture of the white chess pieces is like fine suet jade, and the texture of the black chess pieces is like the grease-lubricated wood after playing the game.
She relied on her feelings about the chess pieces to separate the black and white, and recreated the chess game in order in the sea of consciousness.