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    "Senior's chess skills are superb, and I can't match it!" Xiao Hua placed the chess pieces, and said with a smile, then looked at the little monk, and listened to the little monk's decomposition.

    Unexpectedly, the little monk pointed his hand and said: "Only when you have no other distractions can you understand the mysteries of the way of chess. How can you beat the poor monk if you have distracting thoughts in your mind? Come again!!"

    "OkayOkay!" Xiao Hua looked at the unpredictable little monk, raised his hand after a little thought, and started playing chess following the little monk's rhythm.  In the second set, Xiao Hua was naturally defeated again, but the scene was much better, and the time was much longer. Seeing the smiling expression of the little monk seemed to be very enjoyable.

    Needless to say, Xiao Hua set up the chess pieces again and accompanied the little monk to start the third game!

    The sun seemed to be hanging above the heads of the two of them, motionless, but Xiao Hua and the little monk had already killed nearly thirty disks!  At the beginning Xiao Hua was not the opponent of the little monk, after five sets, Xiao Hua had gradually caught up, after ten sets, Xiao Hua was already confident, no matter how the little monk casts, he would be able to do it easily  Come on, the chess pieces are played casually, and every time the little monk is forced to death.  As for after the fifteenth round, it was completely a replica of Xiao Hua's first round. The little monk was defeated at the beginning of the game, and he was no longer Xiao Hua's opponent at all.  But what makes Xiao Hua puzzled is that the little monk is very happy with this simple chess game, he is tortured and killed game after game, and does not give up game after game, except for the gradual embarrassment between his brows, the look in his eyes is also  It's getting thicker.

    Just after a new chess game was played, the little monk suddenly flicked his sleeves, stood up and said, "Stop playing! Grandma, you are much better than Wang Zhifei!"

    "Ah?" Seeing the little monk acting like a naughty boy, Xiao Hua was slightly stunned, but before Xiao Hua stood up, the little monk pointed his hand behind Xiao Hua and said, "Well, that's not Wang Zhenfei, do you want to  Looking for him?"

    Xiao Hua hurriedly turned his head, but behind him was an empty area, and in the distance were still spots of light in the woods, where is there any figure?

    "What does this mean?" Xiao Hua felt something was wrong in his heart, when he turned his head, something that surprised him happened, the little monk sitting opposite him disappeared!  !  !

    "How is it possible??" Xiao Hua turned pale with shock, he is not an ordinary cultivator now, Dao Sect's Nascent Soul Grandmaster, Buddha Sect's five-foot golden body imitating the lotus realm, which cultivation base is not enviable  of?  But this little monk disappeared silently in front of him, Xiao Hua didn't feel anything at all, how could this not surprise him?  What is the level of cultivation of this little monk?

    However, if you think about how people built the Little Linglong Temple in Daxue Mountain thousands of years ago to wait for you, it must be the realm of the Buddha Lord, right?  In the eyes of others I really look like a child!  However, thinking of this, Xiao Hua was stunned again, and looked at the ground in puzzlement, the scattered stones, and a few vertical and horizontal straight lines, this so-called chess skill is nothing more than ordinary country children's play  , why is this senior expert so caring?

    "Could it be?" Xiao Hua suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly reached out to take out the black triangle from his bosom, swept his divine sense, and found that this thing was not unusual.

    "This is a Buddha Treasure!!" Xiao Hua immediately understood that this little monk was probably waiting here for this thing, right?

    Immediately, Xiao Hua looked with Buddha Consciousness, but still couldn't see anything, until finally he saw a chess piece the size of a thumb hidden in the black triangle with his magic eyes!

    "It's really a pawn! This senior is unpredictable!" Xiao Hua closed his Dharma Eye and was really convinced.

    Immediately, Xiao Hua went to the sky to thank him: "My next Bodhi, I thank Lord Buddha for bestowing treasures!"

    "Hee hee" Suddenly, a chuckle came from a distance, wasn't it the little monk's voice?  Xiao Hua's Buddha consciousness was released in a hurry, and it was scattered in that direction

    "Yo? Why is there a child here?" Xiao Hua's Buddha consciousness naturally did not catch up with the little monk, but in the direction of Buddha consciousness, he saw a child under ten years old, holding a  Charcoal, sitting cross-legged in front of a flower and tree taller than a person, drawing something stroke by stroke on the ground in front of him. The child's clothes looked worn out, with patches sewn in several places.  Carrying a small embroidery bag, although this embroidery bag is sewn with needles, thread and rags, it can be washed very clean.

    Xiao Hua's Buddha consciousness was just about to be withdrawn, so a man who looked like a family servant walked quickly in the valley not far from the child, and when he saw the child, he hurriedly shouted: "Wang Zhenfei, why are you here? Quick, quick  , Master Wang is looking for you!"

    "Wang Zhenfei?" Xiao Hua was taken aback, and thought to himself, "Isn't this the Wang Zhenfei that the little monk said?"

    Immediately, Xiao Hua's eyes rolled, and he flew up into the sky, heading towards where Wang Zhenfei was.

    theAfter flying closer, Xiao Hua could already see clearly that this was a small mountain village, built in the middle of several mountains, and there were a hundred or so families in the mountain village. At this time, some people were farming on the mountain land, and some  Hunting in the mountains, in the village, women weaving and growing vegetables, washing and cleaning, and a group of children playing and playing, it is a lively scene in the countryside.

    At this time, Wang Zhifei was standing in the courtyard of the largest family in the mountain village. A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was talking to him in a sharp voice, while another middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears was  Sitting arrogantly on a reclining chair not far away, holding a cattail fan in one hand and a flagon in the other, the fat man flapped it a few times, hummed a few times, and stuffed the flagon in his mouth for a few sips.  Very carefree.

    Xiao Hua's figure was hidden in the air, and he could already hear it clearly, but he heard the middle-aged man say: "Wang Zhifei, Master Wang called you here today because he liked your painting skills, and I heard that everything you draw is lifelike."  , I am going to let you show your skills today."

    As he spoke, he touched it from his bosom, took out a piece of silver, and said with a smile: "If your painting satisfies Master Wang, this piece of silver will be yours!"

    Wang Zhenfei glanced at the silver, his expression remained still, and he didn't take the money. He just nodded slightly and said, "Please tell the villain what to draw today. If the villain's painting doesn't catch the master's eyes, how can the little one draw it?"  Dare to take this money?"

    "It is extremely difficult for others, but it is very simple for you!" The thin butler smiled slightly, and put the silver into his arms again.

    Wang Zhenfei frowned slightly, looked at Master Wang not far away, and then at the housekeeper, bit his lips and said in a low voice: "Boss, the villain has a question, I don't know if I should say it or not."

    "But it's okay to say!" The butler waved his hand generously.

    "Although the villain can draw, but after all, he is small and clumsy, so it is impossible to catch everyone's eyes." Wang Zhenfei opened his mouth, and his words were mature again, "If Master Wang has any important matters, please feel free to invite the elders in Pingxi City  The painter came to do it the villain knows that his paintings are not worth a piece of silver?"

    "Hehe, since Mr. Wang is looking for you, he naturally has his plan!" The housekeeper looked at Wang Zhenfei in surprise. He really didn't expect that a child less than ten years old could think so much, and said with a smile, "Don't you  Ask so much, just draw it!"

    Wang Zhenfei nodded and said: "The villain understands."

    Immediately afterwards, the butler walked up to the fat man again, whispered a few words, the fat man waved his hand to signal that he understood, and the butler brought Wang Zhifei into the backyard.  The backyard is a place similar to a garden. A woman in gorgeous attire is sitting on a swing. The housekeeper brought Wang Chenfei up, pulled Wang Chenfei and said, "Don't you see Miss soon?"

    "Yes, the villain has met Miss!" As if he understood something, Wang Chenfei bowed and saluted calmly.

    "Well, get up!" The lady seemed to have something on her mind, she waved the round fan in her hand a few times absent-mindedly, and said.

    Seeing that the young lady didn't care about Wang Zhenfei, the butler hurriedly pulled Wang Zhenfei aside, and said in a low voice, "Master called you here today because he wanted you to paint a secondary portrait of the young lady. This is very important. You must do it well. As long as the master  Satisfied, Miss Satisfied, the ingot of silver just now is yours!"

    "Yes, the little one knows!" Wang Zhenfei nodded vigorously, "The little one must try his best to draw well!"

    "Okay" the butler clapped his hands, "It's up to you!"

    After finishing speaking, the housekeeper waved his hand, and several servants who were nearby immediately brought desks, rice paper, pens and ink, etc.

    After waiting for a group of servants to arrange things, a few girls came quickly, opened rice paper and other things, put them away, and even a little girl came to the side of the desk, ready to grind ink.

    Wang Zhenfei hurriedly waved his hands to make everyone stop, and he walked to the side of the inkstone, carefully took out the ink stick, poured some clear water into the inkstone, and slowly ground it, while frowning, staring at the inkstone sitting on the table  The same frowning lady on the swing

    Until it was time for a cup of tea, there was no other movement in the whole back garden except the sound of the wind. Several servants and maids were puzzled, but they didn't dare to make a sound. They peeked at Wang Zhenfei and then at the housekeeper.

    The butler first waited patiently for a while, seeing that Wang Zhenfei was like this, he looked around, waved his hands to let everyone go down, and he also quietly retreated to the gate of the garden, while looking at the master in the distance, and at the same time watching Wang Zhenfei  .

    "Strange, what is this for? Even if you want to paint this young lady, you should find an adult painter. This village may not have one, but Pingxi City has everything. There is no reason to find this child!" Hiding in midair  Xiao Hua was a little strange, secretly said, "And there are only a hundred families in this village, how can there be such a rich Lord Wang? He is ten times and a hundred times stronger than the rich man!"

    Looking at Wang Zhenfei again, he looked straight at the young lady who had more than enough to eat, then closed his eyes slightly, calmed down a little, then turned around, walked to the desk, and stepped on the small stool that had been prepared earlier  On the table, I reached out and picked up one of the slightly thicker brushes from the brush washer, dipped the brush on the thick ink of the inkstone, and waved my hand to draw on the rice paper (Remember this book  Website URL: www.hlnovel.com)rich?  Compared with the local rich man, he is ten times and a hundred times stronger!  "

    Looking at Wang Zhenfei again, he looked straight at the young lady who had more than enough to eat, then he closed his eyes slightly, calmed down a little, then turned around, walked to the desk, and stepped on the small stool that had been prepared earlier  On the table, I reached out and picked up one of the slightly thicker brushes from the brush washer, dipped the brush on the thick ink of the inkstone, and waved my hand to draw on the rice paper (Remember this book  Website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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