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Chapter 432 Play chess!  (three)

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    This white piece put him out of reach, so he was silent for a while before making his own response.  And just when his old fingers left the black surface, Zhang Chuchu's slight voice sounded again, seemingly without any pause.  The silver-white inside of the old man in yellow floats slowly.  He looked at the mottled black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, which were entangled and conflicting with each other, and suddenly he felt a very strong sense of vigilance.  The Beiling chess master let out a cry of surprise again and stood by the chessboard, looking down at it very carefully.  Zhang Chuchu¡¯s voice kept coming from the black Hummer.  The white chess pieces were constantly taken out of the chess urn by Wang Yushan, but fell calmly on the stone chessboard.  The eyebrows of the old man in yellow are rising more and more frequently, and the expressions of caution and surprise on his old face are constantly changing, as if he sees some impossible possibility emerging.  The Beiling chess master¡¯s screams became more and more frequent, his body leaned lower and lower from the table, and his eyes widened, as if seeing the white chess pieces, he came to life inexplicably.  Zhang Chuchu¡¯s voice continued to sound under the green tree.  Four or five more chess pieces fell on the stone chessboard.  The expression of the old Taoist in yellow became more solemn than ever before. The slightly trembling Taoist clothes revealed how nervous he really was at this moment. There were even a few beads of sweat like soybeans appearing on his forehead.  "There are really piles of images in Luan Ke. How is it possible? Is there really anyone in the world who can figure it out?" The old Taoist in Huang looked at the mess in front of him and muttered to himself in a very dry voice. His body seemed to have also become  He stiffened and reached into the chess urn and fumbled for a long time before he pulled out a black chess piece.  "How could anyone figure it out? Every move of the white chess piece is on a single-plank bridge. A slight miscalculation will lead to the tragic ending of falling into the abyss. And every time a stone is placed, the danger will increase if it takes one more step on the bridge.  The difficulty of calculation increases by one point. I have killed countless people on the chessboard in my life, and I understand that the truth of chess is that people are not as good as God. No matter how amazing this little girl is, can she really defy the odds? " Beiling?  The chess master stared at the chessboard with wide eyes, waved his right hand and said hoarsely, not knowing whether he was helping the old master in yellow to stabilize his mind or wanting to release the shock and anxiety in his heart.  He took out a few smooth chess pieces in the chess urn, put them in his slightly trembling right hand and kept playing with them, trying to calm himself down. His voice trembled slightly and he said: "It's impossible, this is impossible."  It was not until this moment that the practitioners who observed the chess game saw that the chess game seemed to have changed a lot. Those who still couldn't understand looked at the sweat beads on the forehead of the old Taoist in yellow and the crazy Beiling chess master.  With his crazy look, he also vaguely guessed that White's situation has greatly improved.  Zhang Chuchu¡¯s voice was still ringing. She seemed a little tired at this time, but she was still childish and accurate. What was even more shocking was that there was no pause in the middle, as if she didn¡¯t need to think at all.  The speed of the old Taoist in yellow is getting slower and slower. Every time, he has to think carefully for a long time before carefully placing the black chess piece. The Taoist priest's clothes on his body have been soaked with sweat at some point.  There are more and more chess pieces on the stone table chessboard. The black and white colors are fighting silently in the autumn light of the mountains, just like the blending and separation of night and day in the early morning and dusk.  The place was quiet.  All you can hear is the crisp sound of the chess pieces falling on the chessboard, the soft rustling of the green trees in the autumn wind, and the soft whisper of the autumn water flowing deep in the mountain stream.  Time has passed, the morning light has left Washan, autumn is approaching, and this game of chess has come to an end.  The right hand of the old Taoist in yellow trembled slightly in the autumn wind. He held a black chess piece between his fingers. He looked at the stone table covered with chess pieces in front of him, but he couldn't drop it because he didn't know where to drop it.  The Beiling chess master stared for a long time, his eyes were extremely dry and covered with bloodshot eyes. The chess piece in his right hand was grinded into sharp gravel without knowing when, and the palm of his hand was cut, and blood flowed down his face.  Water dripped from his clenched fist and fell on a green leaf on the ground, but he didn't know it.  He suddenly woke up and looked up at the black Hummer that no longer sounded the sound of chess playing. His face was full of awe and horror, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "This is God's calculation? This is God's calculation!" Huang  Yi Laodao stood up slowly with great difficulty, then turned around and saluted the black Hummer.  At this moment, the people watching the chess game finally confirmed that Zhang Chuchu had won, and couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation. Practitioners who really understood chess, looking at the densely packed chess pieces on the chess board, were even more shocked and speechless, and gave birth to endless praise.  People looked at the black Hummer with a look of awe in their eyes. ?Previously to blackWhen the horse knelt down and worshiped, people also looked in awe. But at that time, what people were in awe of was the identity of Zhang Chuchu, the daughter of light, and the powerful authority of the Shinhwa Group to command the world. But at this time, what they were in awe of was the daughter of light.  The purest wisdom shown in breaking the situation.  Since they practice Taoism, of course everyone understands what this pure wisdom represents.  ¡°In the past two years, the spiritual community has vaguely known that the successor of the former general manager is in Shenzhou, but because Shinhwa Group intentionally or unintentionally covered it up, they don¡¯t know what kind of person the daughter of light is.  Later, it was learned that the daughter of light was the daughter of the leader of the Tiandao Alliance. The spiritual community could not help but wonder what kind of potential or ability she had, so that she could be so valued by Shinhwa Group and be selected as the successor by the former general manager. Until today, they finally  Understand that everything makes sense.  Zhang Chuchu really solved this mess.  Even Qin Jie couldn't believe it for a while. Of course he was very happy, especially when he recalled the scene when Washan was silent and only Zhang Chuchu's childish voice echoed beside the stone table, I actually appeared in his heart.  The happiness and sadness of growing up with a daughter in the family.  And just when the old Taoist in yellow was bowing and admitting defeat, he suddenly noticed that the figure of the Taixuguan Taoist priest in the Buddhist chariot curtain under the bridge was leaning forward slightly. He seemed to be paying great attention to Zhang Chuchu, and he couldn't help but become alarmed.  He withdrew his gaze from the Buddhist chariot and asked, "Can we go up the mountain?" Taoist Guanhai had been standing by and witnessed the whole process of Zhang Chuchu breaking through the chaos. He sincerely praised: "It is indeed the legend.  The daughter of light, human calculations are better than heaven's calculations, senior brother, please." The black Hummer slowly drove up the stone bridge and passed the Huyue Stream.  Looking at the black Hummer gradually disappearing into the depths of the Washan Mountain, the practitioners looked in awe.  The Beiling chess master didn't know what he thought of, so he ran up the stone bridge and chased in the direction of the black Hummer.  Having crossed the stone bridge without breaking the endgame, the old Taoist in yellow should have stopped the somewhat crazy Beiling chess master, but he seemed to have forgotten about it and just looked at the chess game on the stone table in silence.  He has been watching this chess game called Luan Ke for decades, and he is confident that he has understood all the changes in the game. However, at this time, he suddenly found that this chess game was somewhat incomprehensible.  If it were not him but someone else who was in charge of the endgame today, Black would have been defeated long ago before Zhang Chuchu's awe-inspiring calculation. However, it is precisely because he understands the endgame better than anyone else in the world. Before Zhang Chuchu's calculation,  I had struggled to hold on for a longer time before, and my mind was extremely damaged.  The autumn breeze blows slightly.  The body of the old man in yellow suddenly shook, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.  "The most important thing in a chaotic game is to have unique ideas and twists and turns. However, the wise man who arranged this endgame would have thought that this person could turn the winding path into a great pass through calculations alone?"  He wiped away the blood with his Taoist sleeves, looked at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and said in a slightly astringent voice: "There are people in the world who are unpredictable, so this game has no meaning, so let it stay here."  There, the old Taoist in yellow waved his Taoist sleeves across the chessboard, blowing off a leaf.  Cheng Ziqing frowned and asked: "Taoist Master, if we keep this game, what will we do next?" "If the game is not broken, how can we talk about passing the level? Those who want to cross the stream, please do it yourself." The old Taoist in yellow said, and then drifted away  go.  Hearing that they could pass this level without breaking the end game of Luan Ke, the practitioners under the big green tree were overjoyed and walked towards the stone bridge one after another. A Taoist who was fond of chess fell behind. He walked to the stone table and watched the chess game.  Subconsciously, he reached out to pick up a white chess piece on it, but was shocked when he found that it was not picked up.  It turns out that the old man in yellow made a disturbance before he left. I don¡¯t know what kind of means he used to press all the black and white chess pieces into the stone chessboard. From today on, the messy game will stay in Huyue of Washan forever.  Under the green trees beside the stream, despite the wind, frost, rain and snow, there will be no more chaos.  And the legendary three games of Washan will always be missing one game.  A black Hummer was driving slowly deep in the mountains.  The mountain road paved with bluestones is very gentle, but the mud between the bluestones has been washed away by years of wind and rain, gradually forming stone gaps that are about a few fingers wide. Although the Hummer is as light as a feather, the wheels made of fine steel run over these stone gaps.  There will inevitably be some bumps when passing through, and it will naturally be difficult for people in the carriage to fall asleep.  Zhang Chuchu was leaning on the cotton mattress next to the car window, her eyelashes lightly covering her face. She was obviously weak due to illness, but there were two blushes on her pale cheeks, and there was a small bead of sweat on the tip of her nose, which seemed to be a little bit excited.  Wang Yushan sat on the sofa opposite, looking at her quietly, her sparse and long eyelashes blinking slightly, her eyes bright, looking a little curious, and also vaguely admiring. ?Zhang Chuchu was a little nervous when she stared at her, and she said softly: "Can you not touch me?" Wang Yushan woke up and said calmly: "The chess game ended earlier, by the Huyue Stream, I don't know how many people missed you, their eyes were comparable  I want to be much more fiery, but the walls of this Hummer are too thick, otherwise I¡¯m afraid that those eyes will burn holes, and you will have to get used to this kind of eyes in the future.¡±?¡­
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