Chapter 688: The Stillness of the Night

??Bai Yue thought he understood Gu Qingfeng's way of playing chess.

He thought that this young man had been using white pieces to force Jin Laoguai's black pieces to change, and then use Jin Laoguai's changes to make another move.

It was only after witnessing the fourth game that he realized that it was not the case at all.

The young man's white pieces did not force, not once, and every change was voluntary on Jin Laoguai's part. Moreover, Bai Yue had been watching the game from the side, and he also thought that he should play this way. After playing, he repeatedly deduced that it was not a trap, nor a snare, and would not give the opponent a chance to take advantage of it.

There were even several times when Jin Laoguai deliberately gave up the opportunity to change and deliberately messed up the layout, but even so, he still lost.

He still lost inexplicably, and even after losing, he was a little confused, not knowing which step he made wrong.

Looking carefully, there was no wrong step, but he felt that every step was wrong.

This is really weird!

It couldn't be more weird.

Neither Jin Laoguai nor Bai Yue had ever encountered such a weird situation.

As for the young man, he was sitting there leisurely with his legs crossed, leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, holding a wine pot and drinking wine, with a smiling expression, very calm and composed.

No!

Not calm, nor composed.

But very casual.

When playing chess, he was not serious, just playing casually, not taking it to heart at all, as if he had never taken Jin Laoguai seriously from the beginning.

"Do you want to play again?"

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand and took all the spiritual treasure resources beside Jin Laoguai: "If you don't want to play, then let's do it. It's getting late, go back and rest.<>"

Jin Laoguai no longer had the capital to play, and he didn't dare to continue playing.

But he lost so much this time, he was really unwilling!

Three Xuan-level high-grade spiritual treasures, plus a bunch of spiritual treasure resources, these are already most of his belongings, and they are what he has accumulated after hundreds of years of hard work. Some of these things almost cost him his life, but now they are all gone, all in the hands of this guy with Jindan cultivation.

Old Monster Jin can be considered a person who has experienced many ups and downs, but he really can't bear to lose most of his belongings at once.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng getting up to leave, Jin Laoguai stood up and shouted, "Wait a minute, kid!"

"What's the matter? Still want to gamble?" Gu Qingfeng looked Jin Laoguai up and down and said, "You don't seem to have anything to gamble?"

"Kid! How dare you look down on me? I don't have it on me, but it doesn't mean I don't have it at home! You wait here, I'll go back and get it now."

"Forget it, small bets are fun, big bets hurt your body." Gu Qingfeng laughed and said, "Besides, I've won so many times against you, I'm embarrassed to win. Let's play again another day when we have a chance."

Jin Laoguai rushed over and blocked Gu Qingfeng and said, "No! You must gamble!"

"If you gamble again, you will still lose."

"Don't be so proud, kid!"

Jin Laoguai was so angry,

his old face turned red with anger, He gnashed his teeth and said, "Just because I am not your opponent doesn't mean that the others in our Five Colors Mountain are not your opponents."

"Oh? Are you from Five Colors Mountain?"

"You don't even know who I am?"

"I really don't know."

"Okay, kid, you are brave. You wait here. I will go back and ask people to bet with you!"

"Each of the nine lonely old men in Five Colors Mountain has a unique skill. There seems to be one who is proficient in chess. What's his name? Cangsong? Are you going to call him to bet with me?"

Of the nine lonely old men in Five Colors Mountain, Gu Qingfeng only knew Senior Ku Mu. As for the other eight, he had seen them, but he had only seen them and didn't know them. As for Cangsong who was proficient in chess, he had only seen him once or twice.

"My master doesn't have the time to play chess with a little brat like you."

"Oh? You are Cangsong's disciple? So, you are also one of the Eighteen Swordsmen of Wu Se Mountain? I'm sorry." Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Besides Cangsong, is there anyone else in Wu Se Mountain who is good at chess?"

"There are too many. Just wait here!"

After saying that, Jin Laoguai left quickly without looking back. Before leaving, he asked Bai Yue to watch Gu Qingfeng and never let him run away.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the sky and it seemed to be late at night.

He stretched his waist and sat back in the pavilion. Seeing Bai Yue looking at him with a strange look, Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "I'm not a little girl. Why do you stare at me like this?"

Bai Yue's face turned red and he quickly coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He said, "I am Yuanshu of Hunyuan Sect. I haven't asked you yet..."

In order to avoid unnecessary things, Gu Qingfeng only said his last name was Gu.

Generally speaking, this is an impolite and disrespectful behavior, especially when the other party is a senior from the Hunyuan Sect. Although Bai Yue felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't say much, just politely replied: "It turns out to be Mr. Gu."

...

It was late at night. <>

The disciples of the Five-Colored Mountain did not rest, but were still busy with the five-colored flowers.

When the five-colored flowers bloom, the five-colored spiritual veins under the Five-Colored Mountain will also change. In order to be on the safe side, all the formations of the entire Five-Colored Mountain must be re-adjusted, and this is the case every year.

And this year is even more different.

In addition to debugging all the formations, they also have to help Elder Ku Mu organize various music scores.

This is not only a five-color flower show, but also a farewell ceremony for Elder Ku Mu. After this year, Elder Ku Mu will live in seclusion in the back mountain and will never ask about anything again. The reason why Elder Ku Mu shared the music scores he collected throughout his life with everyone is to make some contributions to the music world in the Northwest. After all, he was once one of the best music masters in the frontier areas of the Northwest.

At this moment.

In a garden in Wu Se Mountain, two women were sorting out a box of ancient music scores for Elder Ku Mu.

One of the women, dressed in green, had a gentle, moving and quiet beauty, and was also beautiful and refined. She was the leader of the younger generation of disciples in Wu Se Mountain, Qingxi.

Another woman looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and looked a little cute. She was her junior sister, Qinglian.

Both of them were sorting out the music scores carefully.

Some of these music scores are very old, and some are incomplete. Most of them have to be rewritten. Fortunately, after so many days of busy work, they are almost done.

"Sister, do you think that Grand Master Uncle will really live in seclusion in the future?"

Clearly nodded.

"Then will we be able to see Grand Master Uncle again in the future?"

"Silly girl, Grand Master Uncle is just living in seclusion, not leaving. Living in seclusion just means not caring about the worldly affairs outside."

"Ah...then will Grand Master Uncle still care about our Five Colors Mountain affairs?"

"Maybe."