Chess Game: Villain, place your bets

"Oh~ let me tell you a story."

Boss "Feng" pulled out a chair for Donghua to sit down. He sat opposite her and stretched out his hands to arrange the chessboard. Seeing this, Donghua quickly started to pick up the chess pieces as well.

"My name is Fengzhan, and I am the owner of this teahouse. If you like drinking tea, you can come here often in the future. Many customers like to come here to play chess with me to relieve their boredom. If I hear interesting stories, I will pass them on to The next person to come here. Now I can tell you the story of my old friend."

"Ah! Good..."

Boss Feng smiled, raised his hand, and his voice echoed in the room: "Ten years ago, he was a decisive and victorious general. There was no enemy he could not defeat. He was regarded by the enemy because of his ruthlessness. A thorn in his side, a reward of 100,000 gold has been placed on his head. Except for the citizens he is protecting, everyone else is hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity. As long as he can be killed, there is no need to worry about happiness in the rest of his life. Already..."

Boss Feng's words are soft, and he always misses a few words. The black and white chess pieces bloom into a big flower on the chessboard, and the story twists and turns as the chess pieces rise and fall. Dong Huayu seemed to see the figure of the strong man standing alone on the city wall just now, and seemed to see with his own eyes the ever-victorious general willingly giving up his life for his lover. But his lover is not some delicate princess. Her father was also a general. She practiced martial arts since she was a child and has long since put life and death away from her. When she saw her future husband being threatened, she desperately broke away from the restraints and died on the enemy's knife without hesitation.

Everything happened so suddenly that the general even forgot how he rushed out of the city gate, how he broke into the enemy's heart, and how he captured the enemy general's head. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that he was holding three or five bloody heads in his hands, walking aimlessly, and finally lost strength and fell to the ground.

The last thing reflected in his eyes was the blood-red sunset.

"He was lucky enough to survive, but the injury was so serious that he couldn't hold a sword with one arm and his back was covered with scars... He never married, retired from the government and the public, retired to the mountains and forests, and never participated in the world again..."

Donghua woke up from his imagination and looked at the chessboard in front of him. He still compared the strong man he just saw with the image of the general in his mind. The strong man's body still looked strong and mighty, but he lost some courage and his eyes were dark. , a look of lack of energy.

"I didn't expect his experience to be so painful..." Dong Huayu sighed sincerely after hearing the story.

"Everyone has their own story. In their story, maybe they are a savior, maybe they are just an ordinary person. Different people will experience different things after all. Don't be too empathetic, everyone's life The scripts are all fixed, and they can't escape." Boss Feng said very calmly, it seems that he has seen too much. Whose life is smooth sailing?

"I'm going to make tea for you, please wait a moment." Boss Feng stood up and walked to the cubicle, where the tea ingredients should be placed. Soon he came back carrying a silver hot water bottle and a plate of tea and several cups in his other hand.

Donghua stared at the chess game in a daze. When his boss came back, he quickly stood up and reached out to take the tray.

Boss Feng slowly poured the tea leaves into the teapot and poured hot water into it. The water was clear and clear. Under Donghua's gaze, it flowed into the teapot. He closed the lid and let it simmer for a few minutes. Then he poured it into a circle of small teacups surrounding the teapot. He poured it several times in succession and poured it into the teacup. Then add the teapot back, which can make the tea leaves steep more completely and make the tea more flavorful.

Donghua couldn't smell it, but it didn't look like common green tea leaves, but more like white radish cubes. She must have read it correctly, it was a white lump.

Seeing her confused look, Boss Feng said softly: "I saw you frowning many times, so I guessed that you had a lot of troubles, so I didn't give you any ordinary tea. These were vegetables that I grew myself, such as radishes and mushrooms. It can also change some symptoms of spleen and stomach deficiency and coldness."

"Okay, thank you!" Donghua took a sip. The tea had a faint sweet taste mixed with the spiciness of radish and seemed to have other vegetables.

Boss Feng cleaned up the chess game again. He savored the taste of the tea carefully. He put a lot of sugar in it, and now it doesn't feel sweet after eating it. Maybe he added too much water and diluted it.

"Let's move on to the next game. Do you have a story you'd like to pass on?"

"I have so many stories, can any of them work?"

"Okay—please make a move."

Donghua randomly went to a place. The opponent's chess pieces were not in a hurry to catch up, but looked for other ways, getting stronger little by little, and gradually eating up all the black pieces.

Donghua's story at this time is also told in detail, which is the plot of her fighting with the villain along the way. She thought it was boring, but Boss Feng cherished it very much and watched her talk very seriously.

"This would be a good story!"

"What a good story!!" A loud shout made Dong Huayu stand up in a hurry and want to run away. The person who came grabbed his arm and sent him back.

"Anti...anti...villain??!!"

"Really, why are you so unfamiliar? You have such a good story and you don't tell it to me first."

"Ah? Should I agree?" She quickly turned to Boss Feng for help, but the villain had already sat down familiarly.

"You are so weird today! Why are you talking to the boss and not me?!" The villain tapped the table with a jealous expression on his face.

"You? I don't dare talk to you! You will kill me!"

"I won't! That's only the case there... I've always... I've always been... always on your side. I can't possibly hurt you..."

Boss Feng took a sip of tea and listened with interest to the chat between these two happy friends. The two of them are also frequent visitors to Fengzhan. As long as one arrives, the other will follow closely. They seemed to have had a quarrel today, looking like strangers.

"You...are you Cen Zixuan?"

"Yes."

"You are so weird. I think you are also schizophrenic. Sorry, I didn't mean you were sick. I just wondered if you have two personalities. I often see you being gentle, and I see you hurt me again."

"Yes! They are two personalities. Does it scare you?"

"That's not true..."

"I'm sorry, I'm forced by some rules in that world, and I can't tell you the truth," he approached Dong Huayu and lowered his voice, "but you can guess it yourself."

"Me? I'm so stupid, how can I do that?" Zhan Qi also asked her to guess, and Cen Xixuan also asked her to guess what she was going to use. Why are there so many fans? !

"I can't guess..."

"It's okay, don't worry! Don't be anxious, don't be anxious...it will get better in the future, don't be afraid..."

"Huh?" Donghua was still confused as a monk, not knowing where the villain came from.

Boss Feng knew everything. It seemed that one of his old customers had lost his memory, and the other was threatened and could not tell the truth. It's a pity that he stays out of the story and has no way to get involved in other people's stories. He can only listen but cannot change. This is his flaw. However, no one will come here for the time being, so it can provide a place for this pair. He stood up and pretended to change the tea, and blocked the screen so that the two of them could reminisce about the past in peace, although it was only one-sided.

"So you come here often?"

"Donghua, have you forgotten? We are together..."