The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

When Zhang Zhihe heard Shen Zhongyu abducting them to play chess, he couldn't bear to look any further and turned his head away.Shen Zhongyu tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice: "What's wrong? I don't like playing chess so much that I don't even want to watch it?" Zhang Zhihe lowered his head and whispered into his ear, "I just can't bear to watch them."

When Shen Zhongyu heard this sentence, he couldn't help being amused, and whispered into his ear: "I accept your good words, and I will do my best to kill them until there are no left."

Liao Fan and Liao Yuan looked at the two whispering, feeling the atmosphere was awkward, and said: "You two brothers have such a good relationship."

Shen Zhongyu coughed, cleared his throat, and did not speak to Zhang Zhihe again, but said, "Who will be black and who will be white?" They looked at each other and said, "Let's draw lots."

Shen Zhongyu nodded and said, "That's okay."

After the lottery was drawn, the opponent held black and went first, Liao Fan bowed his hand and admitted, then sat down on the edge of the chessboard, put the black stones on the edge of the chessboard, and made a gesture of please.

Shen Zhongyu also sat next to the chessboard, played with the white and delicate white pieces in his hand, and with a click, the piece landed in Zhongyuan.

Seeing this, Liao Fan frowned, looked up at Shen Zhongyu, and murmured in his heart, the so-called gold-rimmed silver-cornered stone belly has always been played from the corner, how could it be possible to hit the middle prize all at once?Does he know how to play chess? Does he see through our plot and want to trick us?

Seeing him looking at her, Shen Zhongyu smiled and beckoned him to continue.

Liao Fan picked up the black pieces and wanted to leave, but when he looked at the chessboard, he felt dizzy.He collected himself, held the sunspot with breathless concentration, and slammed it on the corner again, and then he seemed to see the stormy waves crashing on the shore, and the tide swept in. That sunspot was like a lonely reef, as if the next moment Will crumble under the blow of the sea.

He closed his eyes in fright, and when he opened it again, he saw that there was still an ordinary chessboard in front of him, with the white pieces falling on the Zhongyuan, and the black pieces forming double swallows, trying to surround the lonely white pieces.Feeling at ease, Liao Fan let out a sigh of relief, and asked Shen Zhongyu to drop a son.

Shen Zhongyu had been watching with cold eyes what Fan was going to do, but although there were only two sunspots on the board, their momentum was intermittent, looming, but not scattered, and they kept swallowing the surrounding human luck. Being able to become a great dragon of luck and strangling Baizi, I sighed in my heart, it is really extraordinary.

That's it, how can the luck of humanity resist the spirituality of mountains and rivers?Shen Zhongyu smiled, and played another word on the board, the white pieces on the chessboard were as calm as waves hitting the shore, but turned into high mountains, as quiet as a mountain.The two white pieces are like two Optimus Primes, resisting the erosion of human luck.

Zhang Zhihe, who was standing by the sidelines, also noticed some interest, adjusted his sitting posture, and moved closer to the chessboard.

Seeing this, Shen Zhongyu was very relieved, but when he thought of the inscription "Kanglong has regrets" before, he felt frightened, so he directly took his hand, clasped it, and pressed it to his side.

Zhang Zhihe glanced at him, but finally watched the game without saying a word.

On the opposite side, Liao Fan raised his eyebrows strangely as he looked at their previous dispute, and looked down at the situation on the chessboard.

At this time, the two white stones on the plate pierced the sky like a mountain, and the luck of humanity was intermittent.

Shen Zhongyu glanced at the corner of his eyes, and made another son casually.The two played faster and faster, like rain hitting plantains. After a while, the chessboard was more than half full, mixed with black and white.

Looking at the chessboard, Zhang Zhihe seemed to be able to see that since the beginning of the world, the mountains are majestic, the rivers are majestic, the sky is high and the land is wide, the mountains are high and the waters are long, the sky and the earth are ruthless, and they nourish all things; you can see the blue threads of the human ancestors, working together to survive. And reproduction, hunting and fishing, burning mountains into fields; you can see earth dragons turning over, floods erupting;

The magnanimity and tolerance of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the aggressiveness of human destiny seem to be two contradictory parties, one is pressing harder and the other is retreating step by step.

Liao Fan Heizi landed and directly surrounded and killed a big dragon. Baizi's momentum weakened, leaving only three taels of fish and shrimp trembling in the corner.Looking at the final situation on the chessboard, he couldn't help feeling a bit complacent, stroked his long beard, and said: "Heavenly workers can replace manpower, manpower is not as good as heaven."

Shen Zhongyu was silent, sighed, the white piece was shining brightly between his thin white fingers, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was a finger or a chess piece for a moment, when a piece fell, the situation on the board suddenly changed.

The Dao is all-encompassing, the so-called man will conquer the sky, and it is also in the Dao. A practitioner must know the good and the bad, distinguish the good and the bad, go against the sky, follow the trend, and always be in the Dao.

The offensive and defensive momentum on the chessboard changed, and after the white pieces that originally occupied most of the chessboard went away, the fish and shrimps that had always existed but had no momentum showed up, unable to move, unable to move, like the rising sun. The moon sets, the wind and water flow, and it has always been there since ancient times, and it has never changed.

Under the perpetual illumination of the sun and the moon, the fortunes of human beings are bound to decline, falling into a cycle of peaceful development and wars and struggles; in times of peace, a family of four will inevitably lose their land; as for wars, mother dies and children follow.No matter how the humane society develops, it is inevitable that life, old age, sickness and death will follow each other, like a shadow closely following the glory of the dragon of luck.

Liao Fan stared blankly at the chessboard, he couldn't add a feather, couldn't lose a piece, no matter how he moved, he couldn't escape the endless cycle of human nature.Finally, he barely picked up the son and put it down.The brilliance flashed by, and the chessboard exploded in an instant.

Shen Zhongyu had expected it a long time ago, and at the first moment, a shining mask appeared to protect himself and Zhang Zhihe.The person on the opposite side couldn't dodge in time, and was immediately ashamed.

Liao Fan was blown up, fell to the ground, coughed, blood spilled from his lips.Liao Yuan hurriedly lifted him up, glared at Shen Zhongyu, but finally choked out a few words: "You have won." After speaking, he lifted Liao Fan, turned around and went back to the Jin army camp.

Seeing them leaving, Zhang Zhihe turned to look at Shen Zhongyu, and hurriedly asked, "Sir, are you alright? It must be very troublesome, do you want to take a rest?"

Shen Zhongyu leaned on him, and said: "It's very troublesome, come give me a pinch."

"Yes." Zhang Zhihe said that he wanted to lift him up and carry him back.

Shen Zhongyu struggled to get off the ground and said, "No need, I can still go."

After getting out of the reed tent, I saw from a distance that the opponent's camp had already hung up the exemption card.Thinking of poor Liao Fan, who would have to lie down for a few days after going back, Zhang Zhihe shook his head, and followed Shen Zhongyu back.

Sure enough, after three or four days, the opponent asked for a fight again.This time the contest was for Liaoyuan, not for literary competition, but for martial arts.

Shen Zhongyu handed the post to Zhang Zhihe with a smile, and said, "Ah Zhi, your business is here."

Zhang Zhihe took it and read it, but this time the words were much clearer. He agreed to play chess tomorrow, and said: "I don't know how to play chess, so I have to sell some brute strength. Fortunately, the opponent doesn't want to compete with playing the piano."

Shen Zhongyu laughed out loud after hearing this, and said seriously after laughing: "Come and listen to it later, I also want to know how Song Fengjing listens to his own brother playing the piano."

"It's not as good as senior brother."

"It's okay, if a cute person plays it, even plucking cotton is the sound of nature; if it's played by a loathsome person, even fairy music will be tasteless."

The next day, the two went to Lupeng again, this time earlier.Shen Zhongyu simply boiled a pot of tea, and when he saw that Fanhe and Yuanyuan had arrived, he invited them to have a cup too.

Although Liao Fan was still haggard, he was also a very elegant person. Shen Zhongyu's preparation of tea before the battle was just to his liking, so he sat down happily and raised his glass to taste it.

Although Liao Yuan was also wrapped in Taoist robes today, he didn't know what he was wearing under the Taoist robes. The wide Taoist robes were crowded and bulging, and he looked like a tiger, but he carried a wooden pole tightly wrapped with cloth on his back. It looks like a spear and a Zen stick.He frowned, drank it immediately, and said: "Good tea, it's really good to quench your thirst."

When Liao Fan, who was tasting tea, heard this, he almost choked on the tea, coughed and said, "Junior brother."

Shen Zhongyu pretended that he couldn't hear it, and after drinking tea with Zhang Zhihe, he put down his cup and said, "This time my brother will fight, how about it?"

Liao Yuan said: "I have had this intention for a long time." Then, he took a step forward and tore off the Taoist robe on his body. There was armor inside, and then he untied the cloth strip of the wooden stick on his back. Take the long gun that is faintly glowing with blood.

Tiger eyes and long beard, rotten silver armor, standing with a spear horizontally, he does not seem to be a person of cultivation, but rather a general of a country, he glanced at Zhang Zhihe and said: "This spear is called Chijiao, and it has been fighting with me for many years. "

Compared with him, Zhang Zhihe, who was quiet and elegant, and dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, seemed particularly weak.He took a step forward, held the Shen Bi sword that flew out from the dantian, stroked the long sword in his hand cherishingly, and said: "This sword is named Shen Bi, and it has been with me for many years."

Seeing that Zhang Zhihe didn't say any nonsense, Liaoyuan said appreciatively: "Happy!" Zhang Zhihe smiled slightly, looked at Fan without answering.Liao Fan said: "Junior brother Liao Yuan is originally a child of the royal family, so it's okay to use martial arts to enter Taoism?"

Shen Zhongyu felt that something was wrong, Zhang Zhihe's heart moved, but he responded first: "It's okay."