Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were the center of people's attention, but today this situation is even more obvious, because many people have heard that Jing Jiu is going to challenge Tong Yan in a chess game.
There are all kinds of emotions in his eyes, some laugh at his overreach, some sympathize with him, some worry about him, and so on.
If people's eyes could really shine, Jing Jiu who was watched by so many people must be particularly bright.
Zhao Layue remembered the sentence that Jing Jiu had said before - the sun was mentioned in that sentence.
In countless sights, the four of them walked towards the depths of Qipan Mountain.
Sese held Zhao Layue's hand and chatted gossip. Zhao Layue was cold-tempered and only occasionally replied, but Sese was still very happy and chatted non-stop.
That Senior Sister Cui from the Xuanling Sect explained to Jing Jiu apologetically: "In the Zongli Miss, there are very few people to talk to."
Jing Jiu nodded and said, "It can be regarded as a coincidence."
Senior Sister Cui smiled gratefully, and asked with concern: "Which pavilion are you going to choose?"
Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand what you mean."
Senior Sister Cui was a little surprised, thinking that since you are going to challenge Tong Yan at the Mei Hui, why didn't you make some preparations in advance, at least know some rules
The rules of the Meihui chess game are very simple—the pavilions scattered among the green hills are the venues for the chess battle. Ascetics who sign up to participate in the chess game can choose a pavilion to sit in and wait for others to challenge themselves. You can choose those booths where people are already sitting to challenge each other.
Anyway, there is only one winner at the end of the chess game, so it doesn't matter how far you can go, and you don't need to care about your luck and your opponent.
Zhao Layue heard their conversation and asked, "What if someone is sitting in the pavilion and no one challenges them?"
"Before the start and after each round, the host of the Meihui will seal the pavilion to ensure that everyone will have an opponent."
Sese smiled slyly, and said, "Wouldn't it save a lot of energy to pick the weakest guy, and then drag it down until the end?"
If you really do this, you can indeed save a few games of chess, and it doesn't violate the rules, it's just a little ugly.
Senior Sister Cui smiled and said: "Playing chess is an elegant thing, with teachers and legendary seniors watching, who can afford to lose this person?"
Sese curled her lips and said, "If you don't take advantage of it, it's demeanor, it's stupid."
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The selection of pavilions in the Meihui chess game is very particular.
For example, ascetics who think they have a strong Taoist heart often choose the pavilion closest to the waterfall.
—He himself can not be affected by the sound of the waterfall, but his opponent may not have such concentration.
But no matter what Sese thinks, in the eyes of most ascetics and ordinary people, playing chess is first of all an extremely elegant thing, even above calligraphy, painting and piano. When monks participating in a chess game choose a pavilion, they often pay more attention to whether the environment of the pavilion is charming enough, such as whether there are bamboo shadows falling, or can they hear the pines
Qipan Mountain is guarded by formations, so it is not disturbed by rain, snow and frost, and no matter how strong the wind enters the mountains, it will become a breeze. In the breeze and birdsong, chess spectators can walk freely in the mountains and watch the chess game at will. Except that they are not allowed to talk and interfere with the game, there are no restrictions. Even if they want to drink, it doesn't matter. It feels like the water is flowing.
Which pavilion will Jing Jiu choose
Se Se and Senior Sister Cui were a little curious, and those ascetics who watched him from a distance were also very concerned.
Zhao Layue thought to herself, he should choose a pavilion that can be exposed to the sun
Jing Jiu led the three of them through bamboo seas and pine forests, past waterfalls, and continued walking towards the mountains. They met some people on the way.
Some sect disciples who had good relations with the Qingshan Sect hurried forward to salute, and some small sects in the south were even more respectful.
Some sects that had good relations with Xihai Sword Sect and Kunlun Sect just casually bowed their hands, often accompanied by cold snorts.
Those sects that had good relations with the Zhongzhou faction were calm on the surface, but they looked at Jing Jiu and the others with irritating eyes, because the mockery and banter inside were too obvious.
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"I am not happy."
Zhao Layue didn't show any emotion on her face, but her eyes were a little cold.
"Why?"
Jing Jiu didn't understand why he should be angry because of other people's ridicule and contempt.
He believed that Zhao Layue was also like him.
So he didn't understand why she was upset.
Zhao Layue said: "I know you can win, but I alone know that you can win, this kind of feeling is not good."
Jing Jiu said, "Be more precise?"
Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "It's not Jinyi Yexing, nor is it another word. I can't think of a suitable description."
Sister said quietly: "It seems that it is indeed a very complicated emotion."
Senior Sister Cui was listening to the conversation, thinking that the fellow Taoists of the Green Mountain Sect were really focused on cultivating the Tao and didn't know much about other things.
How can it be so easy to win the chess game at the Meihui
Not to mention defeating that boyish boy, even if Jing Jiu wants to meet him, in terms of probability, he must win at least five or six games first.
The question is can you win
Jing Jiu once won the first place in the chess game of the Four Seas Banquet, but how can the Four Seas Banquet compare with Meihui? In the eyes of many ascetics, the Four Seas Banquet is just a poor imitation of the Meihui by the nouveau riche in the West Sea. The real monastic sects have always seldom participated. As for the results...
The previous winners of the Four Seas Banquet Chess Competition often couldn't even make it into the top 30 in the Meihui.
Senior Sister Cui was very worried that Jing Jiu didn't understand these things, and wanted to remind him that besides Tong Yanmei, there were many other opponents that he could not beat at the meeting.
At this time, they just passed a field of wild flowers and came to a certain open space between the cliffs. There were several pavilions scattered around. For some reason, there were few people here, and it felt a little deserted.
Senior Sister Cui introduced to Jing Jiu: "She's called Que Niang, a third-generation disciple of the Mirror Sect, and her chess inheritance is continued from the former Grand Master Chaohe."
A round-faced girl stood in front of the pavilion, breathing quietly, with some freckles on her face, adding a bit of agility and cuteness.
She smiled and saluted Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, "I've met the two uncles."
Jing Zong and Qing Zongshan have a good relationship, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue nodded their heads.
The four continued to walk forward, and there was a scholar standing in front of the pavilion.
The scholar was dressed in an old robe that had been washed until it turned white, holding a book in his hand, whether it was a biography or a chess record, he was shaking his head silently reading it.
Senior Sister Cui lowered her voice and said, "One Maozhai disciple is Shang Jiulou, his chess skills are extremely high, last time Meihui lost to Tong Yan's third son."
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the scholar raised his head and said, "I chose this pavilion, you go to another place."
These words are very blunt, if not for his dull expression, I'm afraid it would be even more irritating.
Sese said unhappily: "Why? We can challenge you too!"
The scholar glanced at Jing Jiu and said, "If you want to lose back to Qingshan earlier, it's up to you."
"good."
A frivolous voice came from not far ahead.
There is a big tree there, and there is a pavilion in front of the tree. The sunlight is hard to come by, and it is very quiet.
A young man with a childish face stood in front of the pavilion, looked at Jing Jiu and said mockingly: "I heard that you are going to challenge Tong Yan. We have specially found your chess records for the past two days. It is really ugly. If you want to live more today Time, don't stay here, the farther away from us the better, otherwise you will die uglier than your chess."