Tong Yan smiled. This was the first time that everyone saw this person smile. He was good-looking to begin with, and even more so when he smiled. Even if he was surrounded by men, they all thought he was good-looking.
"Do you think I will lose?" Tong Yan asked.
He Yidao looked at the man with such a handsome smile and finally nodded.
"I don't know why you appear here, but I don't think your chess skills can be imposed on others." He Yidao said.
Tong Yan said something similar, "I don't know why you are here either."
The two of them looked at each other, and even though they were separated by a layer of black gauze, their gazes could not be blocked. They both knew what the other person meant.
These two people should not have appeared here, but should be in the world of cultivation. He Yidao is a cultivator, and the child face in front of him is also a cultivator.
Tong Yan continued: "My chess piece is my Taoist heart, and I don't allow others to tarnish it."
He Yidao said: "It seems that your Taoist heart is not complete and firm enough. So I don't want to play chess with you."
Tong Yan asked: "Are you afraid of destroying my Taoist heart?"
He Yidao didn't speak, but his meaning was clear enough.
Tong Yan said: "I have been playing chess for more than ten years, playing the chess way, and trying to prove the Tao through chess. For more than ten years, I have been washing my Tao heart every day and using chess to prove my Tao heart. I dare not say that the Taoist heart is indestructible, nor is it
You can destroy it as long as you want."
He Yidao looked at Tong Yan, his voice was calm, and he asked word for word: "What if your Taoist heart was wrong when it was first established?"
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Everyone has their own way, and the way that belongs to them is the most suitable for them.
Many people have found it, but they always go to the wrong place.
Everyone listened to the conversation between the two, and they didn't talk much about chess. Instead, they talked about some mysterious and mysterious things, and they talked about it in a foggy way. Everyone was at a loss, thinking that their level of chess skills was relatively low and they couldn't listen.
Understand what he can say.
But one thing that everyone can't understand is why a person who doesn't understand chess can talk to Tong Yan.
Especially the man who accepted a golden leaf from He Yidao was even more confused.
Tong Yan suggested: "Let's play a game of chess."
With that said, Tong Yan began to clean up the chess game and separate the black and white chess pieces.
He Yidao still shook his head.
Tong Yan asked: "Why?"
Naturally, everyone thought that the man in the curtain hat was scared, and that he was just a talker, but his chess skills were not worth mentioning.
"Young man, it's okay to admit defeat. Master Yan has lost, so you won't be ashamed if you lose." This person may have good intentions.
He Yidao remained silent.
Tong Yan said: "Since you said that my Taoist heart is wrong, then I will correct it. But the first condition is that you let me know where I went wrong."
After hearing this, He Yidao hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bench opposite Tong Yan without sitting down.
"Actually, playing chess to me is just a small thing that can't even be considered a game, so not playing chess won't have a big impact on me, but it will have a huge impact on you."
Tong Yan asked: "What do you want to say."
He Yidao said seriously: "I want to change the rules. If I win, I don't need you to stop playing chess in the future. You have to cancel the agreement that they can't play chess in the future. If I lose, I won't play chess in the future."
Already."
He Yidao pointed at the people behind him who had lost the game.
Tong Yan said: "As you said, not playing chess seems to have no impact on you."
He Yidao said: "My conditions will not do you any harm, and losing will not have much impact on you."
Tong Yan said: "If I don't promise you, you won't play chess with me. In this case, I can only promise you."
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The chess game has begun.
The sunshine today is particularly good, bringing warmth to the slightly cool late autumn. This kind of sunshine makes people feel very comfortable.
No one doesn't like warmth, just like no one doesn't like being superior to others.
He Yidao asked: "Are you holding the black chess piece?"
Maybe it's like a question, but it's more like a concession. Black moves first, and everyone knows that the move first has a certain advantage.
Everyone did not expect He Yidao to say this. After all, even Master Yanshanyan consciously held the black chess in his hand and did not dare to ask more questions. Although everyone knew that Tong Yan wanted to let him, after all, he also gave the black chess to the person he had just talked with.
He plays chess for anyone.
Everyone wanted to know how Tong Yan would answer, although they didn't think He Yidao could win.
"Okay." Tong Yan said.
Everyone was surprised, even He Yidao was surprised. Everyone was surprised that Tong Yan paid so much attention to He Yidao. What surprised He Yidao was that he didn't expect Tong Yan to be so cautious.
The two exchanged chess pots, Tong Yan held the black stones, and He Yidao held the white stones.
The childlike face elegantly picked out a black piece from the chess jar, and the chess piece fell onto the board, making a crisp and sweet sound.
He Yidao also took out a white piece from the chess jar, but his movements were not as graceful as those of a child. Instead, he looked like a child learning Go, carefully placing the white piece on the chessboard. If it was placed crookedly, he would move it slightly.
Click the chess piece.
His chess moves were like those of a layman, and everyone lost hope in him.
It's just because the way he holds the chess piece... is too ugly.
He Yidao didn't think that his posture when holding chess was ugly. Maybe this group of people had never seen an uglier posture when holding chess. He thought of what an old man with a white beard once said to him.
"What's the point of having such a nice chess posture?"
The old man with a white beard likes to play chess while picking his feet, and occasionally he will hold a chicken leg in his hand. He doesn't care at all whether the posture when playing chess is good or not. Maybe he thinks that it's not the posture that you play that looks good, but the way you play chess.
It must look good.
He Yidao thought of the old man with a white beard playing chess, and knew that he could not learn it. If he learned it, it would be difficult for the people around him to stay and watch chess. After all, he was not very willing to play chess with him at the beginning.
Gradually, He Yidao put away his mind and began to concentrate on the game of chess.
Everyone became even more confused when they saw that the speed of He Yidao and Tong Yanluozi basically did not change, and the killings came and went.
They didn't expect He Yidao to be able to maintain a stalemate with Tong Yan for so long.
Although playing chess is a time-consuming thing, no one thought He Yidao could last long.
As the chess pieces continue to fall, the layout of the chess pieces on the chessboard becomes more and more complex.
Everyone looked at the game and found it increasingly difficult to understand. At the beginning, most people could understand the two players' intentions, but towards the end, they had to think for a long time to understand every move they made.
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After a while, the time of playing chess also slowly slowed down, and the two of them were still playing chess that no one could understand.
Even Yanshan who was present frowned, gritted his teeth and thought, looking like he was thinking hard.
Suddenly, Yanshan suddenly realized, clapped his hands and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
I just don’t know if he is talking about Tong Yan or He Yidao.