Chapter 1819 The Taste of Conspiracy

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"Oh, it turned out to be Master Xuancheng." Su Xinghe was a little surprised. After all, Xuancheng's status was very high, so he really didn't expect him to participate.

Xuan Cheng smiled and said, "Could it be that there are other school age requirements for those who participate in the Zhenlong chess game?"

Su Xinghe shook his head: "That's not true, Master please." He was very clear about the purpose of his master setting up the Zhenlong chess game, and he had already stated that there were no restrictions, as long as he could crack the chess game.

Xuan Cheng nodded, and without much nonsense, he picked up Bai Zi and got down.

Su Xinghe smiled slightly. He knew the ever-changing chess game, and he knew every move in his chest. The opponent's chess path was no different from the others just now, so he immediately responded with black chess.

Xuan Cheng quickly made another move. Su Xinghe was a little impressed, nodded and said, "Yes, Grandmaster's move is very clever, let's see if we can break the barrier and open a way out." He made a black move. Block the way.

Xuan Cheng continued to give birth, Su Xinghe smiled slightly when he saw it, and Chen Jialuo hurriedly said when he saw it from a distance, "I'm afraid this won't work!" The relationship has always been good. Seeing Xuan Cheng repeat the same mistakes, he couldn't bear it, and hurriedly reminded him.

Xuan Cheng nodded to him: "Thank you, Chief Chen, for reminding me that the poor monk has his own measure."

Su Xinghe glared at Chen Jialuo: "Watching chess doesn't say a real gentleman!" The Zhenlong chess game is related to Master's important affairs, and he naturally does not want others to interfere.

Chen Jialuo's face was hot, his behavior just now was indeed demeaning, and he apologized embarrassingly: "Senior forgive me."

Su Xinghe snorted and ignored him and continued to concentrate on the chess game.

Song Qingshu in the distance frowned secretly: "Looking at Xuancheng's confident look, could it be that they already know the way to crack Zhenlong?"

Xuan Cheng quickly made another twenty moves, and Huo Du, who was watching the battle, sneered: "It's not a big deal, it's not the same as I did just now.

Su Xinghe also showed disappointment, but still said fairly: "It's still a little different. Just now, the little prince had to think for a long time, and Master Xuancheng made every move quickly." When he became suspicious, how could he feel that the opponent seemed to memorize every move in his heart?

Li Qiushui on the side also frowned and said, "This great monk is a little weird."

Song Qingshu nodded in agreement, and suddenly asked curiously, "Can you crack this Zhenlong chess game?"

Li Qiushui glanced proudly at the Tianshan grandma next to him: "Of course! Back then, Wuyazi and I became husband and wife at the foot of Wuliang Mountain, and we danced swords and played chess for fun when we were glued together. researched."

Tianshan Tongmao was really annoyed when he heard it: "Nonsense, Wuyazi is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How can you achieve this? If you really want to play chess, you may not be as good as me."

Li Qiushui wasn't angry either: "Senior sister, are you jealous of the days when Wuyazi and I lived together in two places? Hey, thinking about it is really nostalgic."

Tianshan Tongmao's face was flushed with anger, but unfortunately she didn't know how to refute, so she could only spit angrily: "Bitch!" Then she turned her head away and no longer looked at her smug look.

At this moment, Xuan Cheng put a chess piece on the chessboard, Su Xinghe couldn't help but say, "Naughty, naughty, you fill yourself up and kill a piece of white chess yourself, how can there be such a way to play chess?" He was already obsessed with it. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, plus this is Master's hard work, so he became angry when he saw the other party being so messed up, even disregarding the face of Shaolin behind the other party.

Everyone looked around and saw Xuan Cheng's chess piece placed in a white chess piece that had been surrounded by black chess pieces. This large piece of white chess is still alive. Although black chess can be eaten at any time, as long as the opponent has no time to eat it, there is always a chance of survival. Now that he has eaten his own white chess, there has never been such a suicidal act in the chess game. As soon as the White chess died, White's entire army seemed to be wiped out.

When Jiu Mozhi, Chen Jialuo, Duan Yu, Huo Du and others saw it, they couldn't help laughing: "Isn't that a joke?"

Different from their mentality of watching the play at this time, Song Qingshu's expression changed greatly, because he understood that the key to unlocking Zhenlong was to put it to death and then live.

Sure enough, Xuan Cheng opened his mouth and said, "As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. The little monk felt the mercy of Earth Store Bodhisattva, so he came up with this trick."

"Really?" Su Xinghe didn't dare to despise him anymore when he saw what he said. He took the piece of white chess that he squeezed to death from the chessboard, followed by a black piece, looking at him intently. Are you trying to make a fool of yourself, "Master, please!"

Xuan Cheng was calm, reached into the box, took a white stone, and placed it on the chessboard. The place where he went down was the empty seat that appeared after Baizi was lifted.

This move makes a lot of sense. Over the past 30 years, Su Xinghe's thousands of changes in this chess game have all been thoroughly dismantled. But Xuan Cheng's suicidal move, so that he killed a large piece of white stone, violated the basic chess principle. That's the case with the sword and suicide.

Unexpectedly, after he made a move and killed a large piece of white, the situation suddenly became brighter. Although black had a big advantage, white had room to maneuver, and he was no longer as constrained as before, focusing on one thing and another. This new situation, Su Xinghe had never dreamed of, he was startled, and after thinking for a long time, Fang Ying made a black move.

The people around also clearly saw the strangeness, and they all whispered, discussing the next chess game.

Variety.

I saw that Xuan Cheng was on the "Ping" on the 39th Road and the "Ping" on the 28th Road. Before, Su Xinghe had always been prepared to deal with it. Duan Yu, Chen Jialuo and others had to think for a long time every time they made a move. It was his turn to think about every move for a long time.

Next, Xuan Cheng fell on the "go" position five or six, and ate three black chess pieces. The people around them exclaimed in surprise. It turned out that they had already seen that white chess had the upper hand at this time, and they were pressing ahead. I thought to myself: "I can also think of these few moves. Everything is difficult to start, but the first strange move is the first move, and I can't think of it anyway."

Xuan Cheng took a few more strokes, and then put his hands together: "Amitabha, little monk, this should be untied."

Su Xinghe nodded dumbly: "The master set up this game, and no one has been able to solve it for decades. The monk has solved this precious thing, and I am very grateful..." He thought of his master's plan, but the man in front of him had no reputation for martial arts. Not much lower than Master, it always feels weird.

But all of these were ordered by the master. Since this is the case, it can only be said that it is God's will. After all, he still came to the three wooden houses not far behind and said, "God monk, please come in!"

Xuan Cheng nodded, walked straight to the wooden house, cut a big hole in the wooden house with his palm, and was about to go inside.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingshu stopped aloud, what a joke, he knew that Wuyazi was inside, if he let Wuyazi pass on all his skills to Xuancheng, Wuyazi would soon run out of oil and burn out. Isn't the woman going to be crazy, and if she comes to the Lingjiu Palace, Yipintang, etc., there will be no part of her own.

Su Xinghe frowned and said, "This is an internal matter of our sect. Young Master, please don't come to make trouble." As he spoke, many disciples on the side moved closer to him in an instant, as if to jointly defend against foreign enemies.

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