"Senior can solve the Burning Star Bureau?" Duan Yao was shocked to hear this.
The old man said: "It's just a chess game. I didn't know it before. After watching it for so many years, I should see some ways, otherwise it would be a waste of time."
Duan Yao hesitantly sat across from him and said, "But I don't know anything about chess."
"It's okay, just learn it slowly." The old man said, "If you learn this chess game one day, it may make your brother live longer."
Duan Yao suddenly opened his eyes.
The old man asked, "Just answer me, to learn or not to learn."
"Learn!" Duan Yao was very cheerful.
The old man nodded: "From tonight, I will only teach you three moves every time."
Duan Yao said, "Okay, okay."
"This step is called Slashing the Moon and Picking the Stars." The old man picked up a chess piece, "It seems ordinary, but it has the potential to annex the four seas later."
Duan Yao supported her cheeks, although she couldn't understand it, she looked very carefully.
"This step is called watching the stars fall into the sea." The old man took another step, "Little devil, you haven't called me Master yet."
Still want to apprentice? Duan Yao was very embarrassed, not because he didn't want to call, but because he already had a master, not only fierce, but also small-minded. You don't need to think about it to know that if he finds out that he has worshipped another master outside, the palace will also be demolished.
The old man asked, "Who is your master?"
Duan Yao hurriedly said: "Nan Moxie." As soon as he heard the name, he knew that he was not a good person, so it's better that the seniors should not be apprentices.
"It turned out to be his apprentice." The old man nodded, "I have heard of this name before."
"What's the third trick called?" Duan Yao changed the subject, innocent and lively, with a bright smile.
"The third move is called Xing Chui Plain." The old man followed his words and took another step, "Three and a half steps from the north to the south, except here, the surrounding land is fierce."
Duan Yao seemed to understand, but nodded.
"This is the three-move chess you want to learn tonight." The old man retrieved the chess piece, "It's your turn."
Duan Yao hesitated to pick up three pieces, two black and one white.
The old man shook his head.
Duan Yao asked, "Isn't it right?"
The old man took his fingertips and tapped on the chessboard.
Infuriating loop, it seems that even the chess pieces are trembling slightly.
Duan Yao: "..."
"Have you ever learned?" the old man asked again.
The fingertips were still hot, and Duan Yao finally discovered something with hindsight.
The so-called Star Burning Game is not a residual game at all, but a kung fu.
An unfathomable feat.
In another small courtyard, Nan Moxie was sitting at the stone table, eating the red eggs left by the older apprentice while helping the younger apprentice feed insects.
There is a hot spring in this palace. Although it is midsummer, it is not too hot to soak in. Duan Baiyue massaged his shoulders for a while and asked, "Go back and rest?"
Chu Yuan was lying on the wall of the pool, as if he didn't hear what he was saying.
Duan Baiyue waved in front of him.
Chu Yuan returned to God: "Huh?"
"What are you thinking?" Duan Baiyue asked.
Chu Yuan said: "I'm thinking about the identity of the senior in the courtyard."
"The rivers and lakes are so big, and some people have ghosts and ghosts. If the other party doesn't want to say it, why do we have to ask." Duan Baiyue said, "The reason why I choose to live in this palace is probably to be able to guard that Feng Gu from afar. Mother-in-law, she should have been his sweetheart when he was young, but for some reason he missed it, leaving him alone in his later years." It was a sigh after thinking about it.
Chu Yuan said, "Senior Nan doesn't even know who he is?"
Duan Baiyue shook his head: "Even though the master has visited various schools to apprentice, and has traveled all over the country, he has never been very interested in the competition between you and me in the Central Plains Wulin. The name is also mentioned a dozen times before I remember it."
Chu Yuan laughed: "It really looks like Master's temperament."
Duan Baiyue raised the corner of her mouth and looked at him: "What did you just say?"
Chu Yuan was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, he froze.
"The master can make a profit." Before he spoke, Duan Baiyue said first, "With your words, even if you get into the grave again next time, I'm afraid you will wake up in the middle of the night laughing."
Chu Yuan clapped his hands over.
Duan Baiyue didn't hide, and took advantage of the situation to pull his wrist and bring him to his arms.
Chu Yuan said: "Dare."
"Even if I dare, you can't stand it." Duan Baiyue whispered in his ear, "I was so tired before, I should have a good rest tonight."
Chu Yuan turned his head to avoid him, and stepped on the shore barefoot in his robe.
This person, who can say anything, is really helpless.
On the way back, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky. After a while, it rained, and under a thin quilt, the two slept hugging each other, neither cold nor hot, just right.
There will be no female ghosts in the city, and naturally there will be no more watchmen. The raindrops hit the ground heavily, splashing small puddles one by one. Some child cried a few times, and was hurriedly covered by his own mother, for fear of attracting unknown evil things.
A white robe flashed by on the corner of the street, and the speed seemed to be just a moment, and then I wanted to look closely, but there was no trace.
The next morning, Lao Wang, who was selling soy bean juice, set up his stall early, but he didn't see Zhang Aguai, who was selling fritters and pancakes, and he thought he was ill. So after finishing the business, I packed up my load and turned around to visit. I knocked on the door and no one answered. I looked in through the crack of the window, but my eyes were straight.
A pair of lifeless eyes, his face covered with blood.
"Help!" Old Wang lost his mind, rolled and crawled out of the courtyard, shouting loudly along the street, "It's dead, it's dead again!"
The people scattered in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, there were only three or five people left on the bustling and bustling streets.
Xiang Lie happened to be taking someone to inspect the neighborhood, and hurried over after hearing the news: "What happened?"
"Zhang Aguai, Zhang Aguai is dead, and his brain has been dug up by a female ghost!" Old Wang's knees were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.
As soon as this sentence was said, even the three or five people who had boldly stayed on the street before ran away.
Xiang Lie asked someone to take him to rest temporarily, and rushed to the north of the city to see what was going on. Zhang Aguai was still in the same position as before, and he had been out of breath for a long time.
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With her back against the wall, Duan Yao carefully moved towards her bedroom.
Nan Moxie sat on the roof with his legs raised, and said while picking his teeth, "Where did you go last night?"
Duan Yao stopped in her footsteps and raised her head with a smile on her face: "Master, good morning."
Nan Moxie jumped into the courtyard and said, "Come on, let's see what the teacher has prepared for you."
Duan Yao's back was numb, and she wondered if she would be so unlucky to be discovered overnight.
My brother has been lustful lately, and I can't expect to be able to help, so it's better to run away earlier.
But before he had time to turn around, Nan Moxie took out a small porcelain jar mysteriously: "Come on."
Duan Yao leaned forward hesitantly.
It's a big red-headed worm, and its light tentacles are as long as a finger.
"Yeah!" Duan Yao was surprised.
"Keep it well, you don't even have that brother." Nan Moxie patted his hand, "It's not easy to be so smooth and smooth after being raised by a teacher for three years."
"Master." Duan Yao almost burst into tears.
Nan Moxie turned around happily and continued to play bugs in the yard.
Duan Yao said affectionately, "Master!"
"What's wrong?" Nan Moxie stopped.
Duan Yao trotted a few steps, stepped forward and hugged his arm affectionately: "I have something to tell Master, but I'm just not allowed to get angry."
"Say." Nan Moxie looked kind.
Duan Yao said, "I didn't come back last night because I stayed in that small courtyard."
"What are you doing there?" Nan Moxie frowned.
Duan Yao said, "Senior has been teaching me how to solve the Star Burning Bureau."
"And this ability?" Nan Moxie was surprised.
Duan Yao nodded vigorously.
Nan Moxie thought about it for a while, but was dissatisfied: "Why don't you call Master Master for this kind of thing?"
Duan Yao said: "Call back next time, call back next time."
"Being able to decipher the Star Burning Bureau, and knowing about Chaoya, sounds like a three-pointed skill." Nan Moxie touched his chin and asked, "Have you learned it?"
Duan Yao replied, "I only learned three tricks."
"Three tricks?" Nan Moye wondered.
Duan Yao said honestly: "The cracking technique of the Burning Star Bureau is actually a set of inner strength."
"What did you say, that old man taught you kung fu?" Nan Moxie's nose almost crooked when he heard the words.
Duan Yao said: "Senior said that if you can learn to decipher the Star Burning Bureau, you may be able to decipher your brother's golden silkworm thread in the future."
"Listen to him!" Nan Moxie grabbed the little apprentice's wrist and tried the pulse to make sure that it was all right, so he felt relieved - but don't worry, you must be angry! So I picked up a stone on the ground and went to fight for justice!
From birth to the present, he has always robbed others by himself, and has never been robbed by others. Who can endure this by forcibly robbing other people's apprentices in broad daylight!
"Master, Master, calm down!" Duan Yao chased after him.
Nan Moxie kicked open the wooden door of the small courtyard, blowing his beard with his hands on his hips and staring.
The old man just slowly raised his eyelids and continued to lower his head to study the chessboard. Although the layout didn't look the same as yesterday, Duan Yao still saw at a glance the Star Burning Bureau hidden inside.
Nan Mo's stance is very strong: "Who are you!"
"No name and no surname, it's not enough for Nan Daxia to talk about." The old man sighed, speaking very slowly.
Duan Yao felt that this should be the first time in his life that his master was called a hero, and such an important moment was worth having Gou Xiucai on the street meticulously record it.
"Can you really break the Star Burning Bureau?" Nan Moxie squatted across from him.
The old man said, "You can give it a try."
Only then can I give it a try, and I don't even have a score, so I start to pit other people's apprentices
Nan Moxie's eyes widened.
Damn old man, shameless.