Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 201
"Amitabha, the layman is very handsome in chess." Yao Guangxiao raised his eyes to look at the fat monk, his expression changed slightly.Originally, he only looked at this layman's rough and bold appearance, and regarded him as a fierce general and reckless man, but he didn't expect that when this person played chess, he had the tendency to look down on opening and closing.

Although he doesn't care much about the minutiae, he can always grasp the timing on the chessboard. Although the chess moves are open and close, he can always hit the weak point, revealing an indomitable bravery.Like Gan Ning who attacked Wei with a hundred cavalry, although his spirit is rough and bold, he is still a general.

"Monk Daoyan, you are not a mortal!" The fat monk also raised his head and praised Yao Guangxiao sincerely.He hasn't fought for a long time, even though it's just a game of chess, it's been a long time since he's had such a fun fight, his eyes couldn't help but burst out with excitement.

"Amitabha." The old abbot at the side raised his eyes and saw the fat monk with a blushing face and an excited face, and could not help but show compassion.Immediately close your eyes.Continue to chant the "Rebirth Sutra" in a low voice.

Yao Guangxiao has always been conceited of his intelligence. Although later generations call him a famous "demon monk", he seems to be very scheming, but he also has a competitive heart.Except when Zhu Su broke the "Dragon Slaying Technique" and was defeated for a while, how did he ever admit defeat?

"Although you, the black dragon, have already gained a bit of strength, but you only need a moment, and you will be beheaded for our white son."

"Monk, can you admit defeat?"

The fat monk said proudly.

"It's just success or failure for a while, so you can't be called a hero." Yao Guangxiao remained unmoved, his eyes scanned the chessboard, and suddenly he smiled, raised his hand and made a move.

"what?"

This move, although not a masterful move, turned the chess game that was already gradually clear into chaos again.The fat monk frowned and bit his lip.

Dang even restrained his mind and concentrated on the chess game.

The two talked about your son and my son in the moonlight, but neither of them spoke.Except for the voice of the old monk chanting scriptures in a low voice, there is only the sound of the child falling in the moonlight.

"Huh! No more!"

"Monk Daoyan, what a trick!"

But it was the fat monk who took the lead in surrendering.Although admitting defeat, he sneered. "You proclaim the Buddha's name, you call yourself a Buddhist, and you play chess like this."

"Designed to intercept people's back, and refused to confront each other head-on. Try to use some conspiracy and tricks to fish in troubled waters."

"Is this what a man did?"

"Amitabha." Yao Guangxiao said with neither joy nor sadness on his face, "In the chaos, only those who have talents have the opportunity to show themselves."

"The layman is extremely brave, and if he confronts him head-on, there will be no one in the world who can stop him."

"The little monk is eager to win, so he has no choice but to use these shady methods to disrupt the situation."

But he couldn't help being secretly surprised that this fat layman was He Fang Yingjie, and he played a game of chess like a battle.

If he didn't want to strangle Heizi Dalong wholeheartedly, and he was given a gap by himself, otherwise the outcome is still unknown.

This layman's chess skills may be negligent, but he must be extremely proficient in military strategy.Playing chess with the method of a strategist, you can play like yourself so clumsy.

But I don't know where the sacred place is, living in the grass?

I was guessing in my heart, but I heard the old abbot say to the fat monk: "Layman, you are a fool."

"It's just a game of chess, how can you feel resentful and hurt others because of this?"

"Just for fun, how can there be so many sayings. I heard that in ancient times, there were people who judged people by their characters, but there were often treacherous and evil people who wrote straight and square calligraphy in their hands."

"Cai Jing, Qin Hui, etc. are all like this."

"Isn't it as absurd to see people with chess as with words?"

The fat monk bowed his head to listen to the training from the time the old abbot spoke.After listening, he even nodded his head in agreement, the resentment on his face was gone. "Monk Daoyan, it's us who say what we say."

"It's our fault to speak indiscriminately and violate the precept of anger."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together.In my heart, I couldn't help laughing at my own thoughts just now.The old monk's words seemed to be referring to the fat layman, who made a mistake, but he also targeted Yao Guangxiao.

Indeed, how ridiculous it is to judge other people's character and ability by a game of chess... but I am also in the picture.Thinking of this, he clasped his hands together and said to the old monk, "What brother said is true. The young monk has also been taught."

"Amitabha." The old monk nodded slowly, pronouncing the Buddha's name, but continued: "It's getting late now, and the honorable person in front of me will not see fellow practitioners at night, so I'm afraid it will only worry me."

"Cultivators, let's go to rest first. In the morning tomorrow, I will prepare a fast meal for the nobleman and fellow practitioners."

Hearing the dissenting meaning in the old monk's words, Yao Guangxiao also straightened up and clasped his hands together: "If that's the case, the young monk will leave."

He bowed farewell to the fat layman, lit up the lantern again, and left the place.

"Layman, you shouldn't have done that just now." The old abbot still closed his eyes tightly, unable to see sadness or joy.

"Isn't that our head..." The fat layman was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and then looked at the solitary bean lamp that was gradually going away.

"That monk is not a mortal."

"We traveled all over the world in the past, and we have only seen one such powerful figure in Buddhism."

"But I don't know whose nobleman can get such a powerful monk to help him..."

"Amitabha." The old abbot whispered. "Since you have entered Buddhism, you have nothing to do with those mundane affairs."

"Why worry so much? Go to sleep, go to sleep, it's better to go to sleep."

"This is very reasonable!"

The fat monk smiled boldly, and no longer worried about it, he stood up immediately, opened the door and went to rest in the direction of the woodshed.

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"Whoever wakes up the big dream first, I know it all my life. The spring in the Caotang is full of sleep, and the sun is late outside the window!"

The next day, Zhu Su slept until three poles above the sun.Pushing open the window and seeing the scenery of distant mountains, I couldn't help but chant another poem indiscriminately.

It's a pity that Yao Guangxiao was not by his side at this time, only a group of guards and dogs, who were illiterate, looked at Zhu Su with admiration.Zhu Su, who got up late but didn't feel ashamed at all, was quite proud of himself, and he looked like a superior man among a group of illiterates.

If Yao Guangxiao were here, he would definitely complain that although it is not the twelfth lunar month, it is also cold winter, so why is there such a thing as "spring sleep".On the contrary, the three characters "day is late" seem to be very suitable for this time of waking up.

"His Royal Highness, come to eat porridge. Although this mountain temple is poor, the rice grown by the old abbot himself is delicious and sweet." Gou'er came in with a bowl of porridge. "Mr. Yao and Chang Guogong have already eaten, and they are all full of praise."

"Are they all up?" Zhu Su took a sip of the porridge. "Where Monk Yao went last night, did you ask him?"

"Mr. Yao went to talk to the old abbot last night." Gou'er replied in a low voice. "Just now I was still praising, saying that there are always high-ranking people who live in seclusion in the deep mountains. The abbot is a man who understands Buddhism very well."

"There is also a layman who is extremely proficient in chess and has a very heroic stature. Mr. Yao suggested that His Highness can accept this person as a post, and he will be a useful help in the future."

(End of this chapter)