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

Old Li took a few more steps, and as the chess piece fell, his expression became even uglier, as he seemed to have a bad temper.

In the end, he slapped the chess piece on the chessboard and said angrily: "I lost!"

The gray-clothed old man sitting opposite him seemed to know that the other party would do this and was well prepared. Before the other party slammed the "table", he raised his hand to hold the wooden board on the stool in front of him.

"What are you doing? You are such a grown man, can't you accept defeat?" The gray-clothed old man held the chessboard steady and slightly moved the displaced chess pieces to prevent them from rolling to the ground. "It's really annoying because of the hot weather now, but where did you get so angry? Someone who didn't know would think you ate a firecracker!"

“That’s right.” Another old man came up and urged them to hurry up: “Hurry up, according to the rules, the loser should give up his seat. It’s my turn next time!”

Old Li stood up reluctantly. As soon as he stood firm and glanced, he saw a young man standing beside him, dressed in strange clothes.

Especially the eyeballs, which were all golden and didn't look like a normal person at all.

So he said in a tone that was not too friendly: "I see you have been standing here for such a long time, and you are still watching with such gusto, so you must know how to play chess!"

An old man heard this and couldn't help but interrupt: "What's the matter? What does it have to do with you whether someone can play chess or not? Is it okay to watch?"

Old Li, who was in a bad mood, immediately started to blame others: "I lost this game because of him! I am old and my eyesight is not good. I can't see anything clearly. He stood next to me and didn't say a word. He found out that I made a wrong move, but he didn't even remind me!"

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was still thinking about how to remove the "filth" that had stained the old man, was left speechless by this sudden accusation.

Of course, given her profession, she had encountered even more inexplicable accusations in her past work. Compared to those accusations, what the old man said now actually seemed to make some sense.

Of course, there were also people who objected to this accusation. The old man who had just sat down and was fiddling with the chess pieces, ready to play chess, retorted: "As the saying goes, a true gentleman watches a chess game without saying a word. If they don't say anything, it means they know etiquette and are polite, unlike you who are so unreasonable..."

The gray-robed old man also agreed, "Every time you lose a game of chess, it's either the weather or the ground that you blame, the sun is too strong, or the chair is too hard. It's because others affect you that you lose, not because of your own poor chess skills. It has nothing to do with it."

The old man who was watching also said, "That's right. He said he stood there without saying anything, but now you can blame him."

Another old man said, "Didn't you set the rules before? You said you can talk about anything you want during chess, but you can't interrupt the game and make comments... Why are you breaking your promise now?"

Naturally, Old Li was very unconvinced, and was about to say a few more words to these gossipy old friends.

But suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his temple. Mr. Li, who had suffered from trigeminal neuralgia, did not take it too seriously.

He just raised his hand to support his forehead, trying to relieve the sudden pain a little, but as the pain continued, he found that his feelings now were very different from before.

The skin on his temple seemed to be pierced by something sharp, tearing his flesh apart.

It felt like a centipede, constantly moving its limbs, drilling into his brain bit by bit.

After enduring for a while, Old Li finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a painful howl.

He just fell backwards.

The reaction speed of the elderly is not as sharp as that of young people due to the deterioration of their body functions.

Although the words of the old men seemed a bit harsh, this was how they talked in the past, and it could be considered a joke between friends.

But when he suddenly looked at his old friend of many years, he covered his head, screamed, and fell straight down.

The group of old people were still very frightened and wanted to rush up to help, but the old body weighed down their minds, and they could only watch their old friend fall down.

The bodies of the elderly are not as strong as those of the young. Even the slightest bumps and bruises may cause serious fatal problems.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was always paying attention to the situation of the old man who was possessed by [filth], was quick-eyed and quick-handed and successfully rescued the old man who was about to fall to the ground.

At this time, the old men finally rushed forward, and together they helped the old man, who seemed to have a sudden emergency, to sit down on a small stool.

Several elderly people looked anxious. They were fanning him, giving him water, calling his name, and trying to calm him down.

It seemed that he wanted to wake up this old friend who was now in a state of confusion. The old man who was squeezed outside also quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

The old man who called the emergency number, after briefly describing his symptoms and giving his address, squeezed into the crowd and shouted, "Spread out, spread out, don't crowd in so tightly."

Elder Yuan Zhuo Yuejian is currently leaning against the wall with someone beside him holding him steady. Although he is still in a poor condition, he is no longer as limp as before.

Yuan Zhuoyue followed the old man's instructions and stepped back a distance.

At this moment, her fingertips were pinching a thin, charred vine with sharp thorns, just like the thorny vine that was entangled between the fingers of the girl with the bun and torn off by her not long ago at night.

Just now, when she caught the fallen old man and helped him sit up, she pulled off the charred vine that seemed to be growing from the old man's temple.

As expected, the moment the worm-like thorny vines formed by the power of [Filth] were peeled off from the old man's body, Yuan Zhuoyue could see with his naked eyes that the old man's rapid breathing and painful expression had eased a lot in an instant.

Several elderly people have taken the mobile phone from Lao Li's pocket and started to contact his family using the phone numbers stored in it.

The old man's condition was normal, and now it was the turn of the abnormal one. He had been following Yuan Zhuoyue, accompanying her to watch the golden cube of the old man who had been in the group for several hours.

It was another extremely familiar, sharp and terrified cry. When Yuan Zhuoyue discovered that he was holding the small golden cube that frightened him, it made another sharp explosion.