After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

In the slightly narrow alley, under the colorful low wall, there was a square board placed on a wooden bench.

It looks like a chessboard hand-painted with red lacquer, with the Chu River and Han River divided into distinct sections, and the chess pieces clearly separated.

There was a small stool on each side of the chessboard, and on the low seats sat two elderly men.

There were many old men gathered around, watching the chess game, but among them there was a tall and handsome figure that seemed out of place.

That was because of the extremely young and extremely good-looking face, which was as beautiful as jade and had eyes as bright as stars. The eyes, which were like molten gold at sunset, were even more dazzling against the red marks at the corners of the eyes and the ends of the eyebrows.

Different from the gray-haired, dark-clothed old men who lived here, the young man's clothing style and even hair color made him look very strange when living with these old men.

Although the body is mostly brown and black, like the earth and mountains, there are also many bright colors as embellishments. The drooping hem is even decorated with dragon scale patterns.

Especially the long hair tied at the back of her head, as soft as a piece of fine brocade, with the ends of the hair being an extremely bright Danxia color.

Such bright colors seem to be glowing even in the daytime.

On the left ear, there is even an earring with a white tassel hanging above the earlobe.

There is a dazzling gem on the earring, which complements the gilded eyes.

In fact, this tall and clear figure, which seems a little abrupt no matter how you look at it, is just like the other old people who are watching this chess game.

He stood with his hands behind his back, like an unchanging rock, watching the chess game silently.

Although he was such a striking figure, he blended in smoothly due to his calm and reliable temperament, and even exuded an inexplicable harmony.

Even among them, the extremely serious and old-fashioned old men, who hated the young people of today wearing all kinds of strange and gaudy clothes, never criticized them and tacitly allowed this tall and clear figure to stay by their side.

That young man had a gentle and warm expression between his brows, yet his eyes were slightly sharp and hinted at aggression.

With such an expression and temperament, they all seem a little softer.

It seems that this can make people who are close to him feel that there is less distance between them and they feel more intimate with him.

So you can easily deliver your trust.

At this time, two old men were sitting on two small stools, playing chess on the chessboard. One of them, who was wearing a navy blue short-sleeved shirt, picked up a chess piece, took a step forward, and slapped it on the chessboard with a snap.

It looks very imposing.

The old man sitting opposite him, wearing a white vest with a gray shirt over it, chuckled and also moved the chess piece belonging to the West.

The old man in the navy blue shirt glared at the sight and immediately reached out his hand, trying to bring back the piece he had made previously.

He kept repeating: "No, no, I made a wrong move, a wrong move!"

The elderly people watching the scene couldn't help but boo. Someone laughed and scolded, "Don't regret your moves! Old Li, why do you always regret your moves?"

The old man in the gray shirt seemed to be used to this and was very familiar with the palm-leaf fan in Bai Qi's hand.

He blocked the opponent's outstretched claws and said slowly: "Old Li, didn't we agree? You can't regret your move when playing chess with us today! You can't go back on your word! Don't you feel ashamed?"

Old Li slapped the chessboard, which was originally placed on a stool. It shook involuntarily, and the chess pieces seemed to jump a little on the chessboard.

There seemed to be anger between his eyebrows, and his voice also sounded angry: "Why are you embarrassed! I just found out that I made a mistake and want to get the chess piece back. Do you have to say so much to me?"

Although Lao Li looked furious and his tone sounded a bit fierce, he still obediently withdrew his hand and muttered quietly: "If you don't let me return it, then don't let me return it."

The old man in the gray shirt also complained, "What's wrong with you these days? Your chess skills haven't improved at all, but your temper has gotten worse."

Several other elderly people also brought up the current situation and echoed the topic.

"Yes, at our age, we can't get too excited... Old Li, you haven't mastered the art of self-cultivation yet."

"What? Did you quarrel with your wife again?"

"Or did some unfilial descendant make you angry?"

"Go, go, go." Old Li waved his hand impatiently to drive him away. "Just watch me play chess. Why are you talking so much? Can't you just watch here quietly like that young man? If you don't want to watch, get out now!"

Several elderly people have lived in this alley since childhood and have become old friends who have known each other for many years.

Naturally, I also know the other person's temper. Lao Li has always had a hot temper, although he seems to be a little more irritable than before recently.

But they didn't care too much.

After all, when he was young, when Lao Li was still Xiao Li, his temper was even more violent.

In contrast to the impact of his past temper, these few words now are not harmful at all, and not even a single swear word is uttered.

To them it is not a problem at all.

A few old friends just joked a few times and then did not interfere or disturb the game. They continued to play chess and watch chess as before.