When Concubine Wei saw this scene, she covered her mouth and smiled. When she lifted her skirt, she walked to the stall. There were two people sitting in the stall, sitting face to face. One was an old man with white beard and white faced like a baby, and the other was a white-faced scholar with a feather fan and a scarf, who was quite handsome.

Both of them were holding their cheeks, looking at the stone chessboard in the middle with a serious expression, with a look of thought on their faces, as if they were trying their best to think about the next chess trend.

"Eighty-six-way player." Han Ming looked at the chessboard in front of him with some surprise.

"Do you know this chess? How did you play it? What are the rules?" Concubine Wei looked curious and asked Han Ming. The voice was not loud, as if she was afraid of disturbing the chess competition between the two people below.

"The rules of this chess are relatively simple, and they are faster to get started, but there are many changes. The chess game changes unpredictably. If you don't make a careful move, the situation will be reversed instantly. It is a very interesting skill to play time!" Han Ming also explained in a low voice to Concubine Wei, and then added: "I'll tell you the rules..."

Han Ming explained the small incense, and Concubine Wei nodded and said excitedly: "It sounds quite interesting. How about your chess skills? Whoever has the upper hand now and who is at a disadvantage again!"

"I think these two people are comparable in chess skills, but just in terms of chess, this young master should have a little advantage, but the result is unknown!" Han Ming said softly.

"Then there is no hurry. Let's wait here to see the result. Anyway, there is a lot of time. Go and get me a stool!" Concubine Wei pushed Han Ming and focused on watching the chessboard.

Seeing this, Han Ming smiled helplessly, then turned around to a small stall next to him, threw a ingot of silver, snatched their small stool, gave Concubine Wei one and one by himself, and also watched the game of chess.

Over the past few hundred years, Han Ming has been a little tired of practicing. He took out a pair of 86-way chess that he had already carved and planned to give it to others but did not give it away to entertain himself. Over the years, he has not only the best chess skills, but he is also an ordinary master of chess.

Both of them were very good at playing chess skills, and Han Ming didn't think he could beat them, but there was an old saying that the authorities were confused and bystanders were clear. Now he was "out of things". After a closer look, he could guess their ideas slightly. It was not like Concubine Qu and the people around him, and he could basically not understand them in a fog.

Playing chess is a time-consuming thing. In the face of chess players with advanced chess skills, they think twice in one step. Some chess games can be played for two or three days, or even ten or half a month. In a blink of an eye, two or three hours passed.

Concubine Wei seemed to be quite curious. After staring at the chessboard for so long, she was not tired and still looked at it with concentration.

At this time, the storm of Han Ming throwing out silver gradually passed, and there were only a few people looking for silver. The chess stall was surrounded again. Those who knew what was good at it were, and those who didn't know how to do it were fun.

Under Han Ming's protection, Concubine Wei was not surrounded by anyone, and the space for movement was quite large.

"Hey, isn't this the third son of the City Lord's Mansion? But with the name of a little chess saint, why did he play chess with someone at a small chess stall on this street? It's really unreasonable!" A young man with a legendary luxury muttered softly.

"The little chess saint is not a false reputation, but who is this old man? Why have he never seen him before!" Another passerby guessed like this.

The cultivator had a clear ear and a clear eye. Concubine Wei easily heard the whisper of the person beside him, and then he whispered to Han Ming behind him: "I feel that their chess skills are so good, you can't beat them?"

"It shouldn't be played." Han Ming answered truthfully, but he didn't have to stand it. There was no need to be competitive on this. He is a monk, not a chess player.

"I think you can't play it too!" Concubine Wei curled her lips, turned her head, and continued to look at the chess.

After waiting for a while, Han Ming looked up and looked in the distance, then pulled La Vivian's slender hand, and his lips moved slightly and said, "This game of chess has been decided, and the poetry meeting has almost begun to win the courtesan. Should we go there first?"

"The game is decided? Where is it decided? Which one has won? Why can't I see it!" Concubine Wei replied in confusion, but also used the technique of voice transmission.

"The old man will win!" Han Ming looked at the old man who had already faintly sweat from his forehead, and then said: "This game of chess should be won by the so-called three young masters of the City Lord's Mansion here, but these three young masters may be because the old man Gu Nian was old, or if he had a friend in the game of chess, he deliberately let the water go, and sold the old man a flaw."

"There are so many twists and turns in a game of chess? Are you trying to coax me on purpose?" Concubine Wei replied with some disbelief.

"Really, it will definitely end within ten steps, but these ten steps will take half an hour!" Han Ming shrugged, but no longer used voice transmission.

"Then I'll see if you're coaxing me!" Concubine Wei snorted and continued to speak with her head muffled.

Han Ming had no choice but to accompany Concubine Wei to watch it again. He wanted to talk about "The Second World Immortal and Mortal Way" with more like-minded people, ", talk about life, find a friend~

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Chapter completed!