Lanke Chess Edge

The jujube trees in the courtyard move with the wind, and the rustling sound of the branches and leaves is very rhythmic. This rhythm seems to fit the rhythm of Ji Yuan's writing, and there are also differences between the severity of the gestures and ravines.

In the previous exchange with the old beggar, Ji Yuan did take the opportunity to chat with him about a lot of trifles in the world, and what he said from the old beggar's eyes was quite different from others.

The old beggar travels thousands of mountains and rivers, looking for a certain pattern from the demons and fairy tales he encounters, natural disasters and man-made disasters, judging the differences in the atmosphere of various places, and using the old beggar's feelings to express chaos and chaos. Chaos and restlessness are also beneficial to Ji Yuan, and it is convenient for him to understand the so-called part of the world's trend.

This kind of experience is very rare in fairy houses like Yuhuaishan who don't like to walk around in the world, and the old dragon and other monster races are even less likely to have it, and only the old beggars who like to play games in the world or roll around in the world of mortals have rich people. .

So it's no wonder that the old beggar complained after leaving Ning'an County that Ji Yuan deliberately went around him by rambling. .

Writing is not only a process of Ji Yuan's deduction of his own Taoism, but also a process of meditation. While writing, he is also thinking about the previous things, especially the first thing about Monk Huitong and Yunzhou.

Monk Huitong has been fine all along. It may be that the Tingliang Kingdom is fine and the Tianbao Kingdom is fine, or it may be pure luck, and it is not ruled out that something happened during the water and land ceremony.

Thinking about it in a bad way, the old dragon's rage at the beginning and the subsequent water and land ceremony seemed to be a bit of a shock, but everything has two sides. From another perspective, it is shocking.

In this situation where Yunzhou suddenly felt that the situation might change and he couldn't figure it out, of course it would be more appropriate to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

And although there is no way to explain it to others, Ji Yuan is more inclined to infer that something will happen to Yunzhou sooner or later. In terms of time, this incident will naturally not constitute the so-called calamity, but it will definitely become a large part of the impact hundreds or thousands of years later.

Together with all the troubles, it is naturally best to have an opportunity to stabilize a basic market first. Even if it is only Yunzhou, Ji Yuan has opened up the situation in Dazhen at present, and other directions are still in the dark.

There are not many mature chess pieces. Although the chessboard is large, there are not many suitable positions for the chess pieces.

This is different from the normal chessboard. It is not possible to fill in the empty space, but it depends on the chance, or the fairy mansion, the monster clan, the group of demons, and the ghosts. Every situation is a piece of chess. It needs to fall into the key hand, the weight or quantity of the chess pieces that fall, the two must account for one of them.

'I feel so exhausted, I can only take one step at a time! '

Ji Yuan sighed, and just stopped writing in his hand, unknowingly, he wrote densely packed small characters on a piece of rice paper while thinking, which was more than thousands of words.

This made Ji Yuan, who had come to his senses, stunned for a while, feeling like he was confused by what I wrote just now.

Putting the pen on the pen stand, Ji Yuan picked up the rice paper, blew on the ink, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. Since the true meaning of his handwriting is not scattered, no matter how small the handwriting is, of course there will be no trouble of being unclear.

And because after all, it was deduced from the moment of my mind-wandering, as I read it, some wonderful spirits also manifested in my heart, which are some unsustainable nodes in the universe in my sleeves.

The more you look at it, the more the smile becomes more prominent, and the color of surprise appears on the expression.

"A stroke of genius, hahahahahaha...it's really a stroke of genius!"

After reading a page of small print, Ji Yuan's slightly gloomy mood before was swept away, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The so-called article is natural, and it can be obtained by chance, and it is also applicable to the deduction of supernatural powers at the moment of Ji Yuan.

Perhaps in the unconscious deduction before, I couldn't help but think of the involvement of momentum, and perhaps it was also extended to the magical effect of the claws in the sleeve of Yunfa when the old dragon caught the monk before. In short, these thousands of words contain true meaning. An important breakthrough in the art of heaven and earth in the sleeve of Ji Yuan's attack.

This made Ji Yuan even more happy than turning the samadhi real fire from emptiness to reality, because this is really an external force that he did not take advantage of and relied on. The magic method he deduced by himself, although the breakthrough is just the beginning, there will be more after Got a clue.

At this time, there are nearby residents of Tianniufang who are busy at home, and they can hear Ji Yuan's hearty laughter.

"Who is laughing so happy?"

A village woman asked doubtfully, and the old man weaving baskets next to him made a guess.

"It seems to be Mr. Ji's voice."

"Oh, it's rare. I haven't heard Mr. Ji speak loudly."

"Maybe I finally found my wife!"

"Oh no……"

The old man looked at his daughter who had been unable to marry for a long time.

"Could it be that you still have unreasonable thoughts about Mr. Ji?"

The village woman just smiled awkwardly and made an excuse in a low voice.

"I dare not look at Mr. Ji..."

"It's good to know, don't be lazy, the toad wants to eat swan meat!"

"..."

. . .

Yin Zhaoxian was very busy because Wanzhou was full of waste, and even called Yin Qing, who had just consulted the Jizhou State Examination, to return to Wanzhou to help with various things.

Compared with Yin's mother who still regards Yin Qing as a child, in Yin Zhaoxian's eyes, the eldest son who has already performed the ceremony of weak crown is already a talent who can take charge of his own affairs.

The Yin family is often too busy to look for him, so naturally he will not come to Ji Yuan, while the old dragon is often dozing off, and his sleeping skills are better than Ji Yuan's. Not many other people would come or dare to disturb Ji Yuan.

There was no other unfavorable news during the addition period. Under such circumstances, the entire spring of Dinghai year, Ji Yuan practiced quietly at home and deduced carefully, and nearly a year passed without knowing it.

At the beginning of April, the tranquility of Ju'an Xiaoge was finally broken again.

In the early morning of this day, Ji Yuan woke up from his sleep, and when he was flipping through the jade slips in the courtyard, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching the small pavilion of Ju'an in the alley of Tianniufang outside.

"Are you sure Mr. Ji is here?"

A man with a vicissitudes of face asked an old man again, and the latter answered with a smile.

"Although Mr. Ji seldom goes out, he must be there. If he is really not there, the courtyard door of the small pavilion is probably locked. Look, the courtyard door is not locked."

The man with a vicissitudes of life also showed joy, and thanked the old man.

"Thank you old man for leading the way, this is a thank you..."

"Hey, you young man, we're from Mr. Ji's hometown, you said it's his old friend and I should bring you here, and I'll guide you on the way home. How can I see Mr. Ji after taking your money? "

The old man muttered, turned around and left.

The man looked at the direction where the old man was leaving, and then looked at the small Ju'an Pavilion not far away, more than ten feet away. He could see the jujube tree with lush branches and leaves in the courtyard. Even the road is forgotten.

When the man walked to the gate of the small pavilion, Ji Yuan in the courtyard had already put down the jade slips, and lightly tapped his tricks to turn it into a roll of ordinary bamboo slips.

"Lu Daxia push the door and come in, the door is not latched."

A peaceful and upright voice came from inside, making the man who was about to knock on the door pause.

The mood was slightly excited, and the heartbeat accelerated slightly. After a moment of hesitation, the man pushed open the courtyard door.

Entering the small pavilion of Ju'an, the first thing I saw was Ji Yuan in front of the stone table under the jujube tree, wearing a green shirt, wearing a jade hairpin, stroking bamboo slips, and staring at himself with half-open eyes.

This Mr. Ji seems to be a little different from the Mr. Ji in his memory, but he feels that it should be like this.

The man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put down the things in his hands and bowed

"Mr. Ji, take the wind to visit..."

Looking up at Ji Yuan again, he said with obvious excitement.

"Mr. Ji, you haven't changed at all over the years!"

Ji Yuan looked at the person who came, compared to the handsome young man who was like a gentleman, Lu Chengfeng looked a lot more vicissitudes, and he didn't know what he had experienced in these years.

There was no weapon on his body, and a pair of callused hands picked up what he had brought from the ground. It was just a jar of wine with a "Tu Su" paper on it.

Ji Yuanfa opened his eyes and looked at Lu Chengfeng's whole body at this time. He was not as energetic as he was back then. He was obviously only in his thirties, but he was already showing his old age, so he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Ten years of misty and rainy rivers and lakes road, half of the business has been exhausted and Tu Su, Lu Shaoxia, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right? Please come and sit down."

Lu Chengfeng was a little dazed when he heard it, and he turned around and closed the courtyard door after a while, and walked into the courtyard carrying it.

"I heard that Mr. likes wine... I brought this jar of wine here. It's not a fine wine, it's just something my father brewed before his death."

While Lu Chengfeng was talking, he put the wine on the table, followed by a silence of more than a dozen breaths, Ji Yuan didn't speak, let alone get up, and sat on the side touching the bamboo slips.

"Mr. Ji, do you still remember that there were nine of us?"

Lu Chengfeng suddenly asked such a question, while Ji Yuan was still touching the bamboo slips, saying names one by one.

"Yan Fei, Lu Chengfeng, Luo Ningshuang, Du Heng, Wang Ke, Zhao Long, Lan Ningke, Bao Dong, Dong Bicheng, Ji will always remember your voices."

Lu Chengfeng was a little dazed again, as if he just remembered that Mr. Ji is blind.

"Mr. Ji has a good memory, but I don't remember everything..."