"A small amount of money is going to make a big difference!"

Su Yonghe shouted softly and looked at Lynch in surprise. How could an ordinary mountain village boy have such advanced skills?

This kid's movements seemed simple, but he removed my strength and then doubled back. He was calm and natural, as if he had the style of a master.

However, Su Yonghe didn't take this thousand pounds of power seriously. When his palm was bounced away, he flipped his wrist and pushed the force aside. Then he made his hands into claws and put all his strength on Lynch's shoulders and said, "Xiaolin, I didn't make things difficult for you. You are polite, but it's just yours."

"Mr. Su, I'm not polite, I'm respectful!"

Seeing that the momentum was coming, Lynch was actually prepared for it. As soon as he retreated and advanced, he took the force around and returned it twice as much.

After obtaining the inheritance, Lynch was proficient in Tai Chi Yin and Yang, and his movement and stillness were in harmony with the nature of the world. If these four taels were used, the greater the strength the opponent used, the stronger the rebounding force would be.

"not good!"

Su Yonghe exclaimed, and he felt that the force actually exceeded his tolerance, so he hurriedly pulled his hand.

However, the force was extremely surging. Su Yonghe was too late to prevent it and was overturned into the door and almost fell to eat shit, in a very embarrassing situation.

"Mr. Su, are you okay..." Lynch was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Su Yonghe was not angry and threw away the door. He secretly ate a big frustration. He was not easy to show off and could only hum, "What can I do? I was in a hurry to enter the door just now, just wanting to make tea with you!"

"Thank you so much for Mr. Su." Lynch was amused, but he didn't dare to speak out on the spot.

"Father, just let the servant do this tea making matter. It is inconvenient for you to be sick." Su Tianlei didn't see the two of them secretly competing, and thought his father was ill.

Su Yonghe's face turned pale and she glanced at Su Tianlei in anger and said, "You can talk too much."

After saying that, he snorted coldly, sat down at the Grand Master's chair in the house, waved his hand and asked the servant to send tea.

Su Tianlei was confused and thought to himself that he had offended his father. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he turned to Lynch and said, "By the way, Lynch, you just said that the feng shui here is good, but what is it?"

Lynch glanced at the room and said in a deep voice: "However, your family has a little more resentment, which has destroyed the Feng Shui here. Have you changed any changes in your family recently?"

"This doesn't seem to be..." Su Tianlei thought.

"That's strange, are you thinking about it?" Lynch said.

"If you want to change, only my father took a game of chess from outside last month." Su Tianlei felt funny after saying that, and shook his head and said, "It's just an ordinary game of Go, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Go?" Lynch's eyes moved and pointed to the table next to the hall. There was a chess game on the table, with black and white chess pieces intertwined, as if they had just been halfway through.

Lynch raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that half-played Go?"

Su Tianlei nodded and said, "Yes, my father likes to play chess and prefers to dismantle the endgame. This endgame has a great origin. It is said that no one has solved it in a century. My father bought it back and thought about it slowly."

Lynch secretly opened his divine eyes, observed for a moment, and his expression changed slightly: "The problem lies in this endgame!"

The endgame of Go was made of good jade, with black and white pieces fighting each other, but the white chess was trapped tightly, and a trace of resentment floated out of the white chess.

"No, is there really something wrong with this game of chess?" Su Tianlei said in surprise.

"It's just a small problem, don't worry." Lynch gave him a reassured look.

"Master, the tea is here."

At this time, a servant brought the brewed tea in and then arranged the tea set.

"Kobayashi, come here for tea." Su Yonghe waved.

The tea he called Lynch was drinking, called Kung Fu Tea, which was quite famous.

First pour the tea into a small jar and filter it, then shake it for a while, then pour it into a purple clay pot, and finally pour it into the best tea bowl.

The tea was just brewed and it was very hot to drink it. But after several processes, when Lynch picked up the cup, he felt that the tea was just in the mouth. Not only was there no tea powder, but it was also fragrant.

After drinking the tea, Su Yonghe coughed a few times. He looked at the time, then took out a row of lozenges from his arms, took out one and put it into his mouth.

Lynch lowered the cup and said, "Mr. Su, this lozenges can not cure your bronchitis."

Su Yonghe was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Tianlei and said, "It was Su Tianlei who told you, he asked you to treat me?"

"Father, I haven't told Lynch about your illness yet..." Su Tianlei was surprised and said, "Lynch, how do you know that my dad has bronchitis?"

"I also know that Mr. Su has been suffering from this disease and has seen many doctors, but he has no choice but to use lozenges to relieve cough and inflammation in the end." Lynch said lightly.

Su Yonghe and his two father and son were surprised. Lynch said this in detail.

Lynch continued: "This disease started last month. You have been in good health before. I was inexplicably infected with bronchitis."

"Yes, I practice martial arts and strengthen my body in my later years, and I basically have no problems, but since last month..."

Su Yonghe frowned and glanced at the endgame Go game, but then shook his head in a funny way.

"Mr. Su, you're right. The problem lies in this game of silly Go." Lynch said.

Su Yonghe was stunned for a moment, then snorted: "What a joke? A game of slap games of Go can make people sick?"

"Mr. Su, think about it carefully. When you were sick, was it the day when you got the endgame Go back?" Lynch asked.

"this……"

Su Yonghe was slightly stunned. He had been bronchitis for exactly one month, and this Go was bought back a month ago.

Especially on that day, when he went to bed at night, he felt coughing and itchy throat.

"This is just a coincidence!" Su Yonghe said in disbelief.

"If it's a coincidence, Mr. Su can throw away this Go. I promise that your bronchitis will be good tonight." Lynch said with a smile.

"No!" Su Yonghe immediately refused and said angrily: "This Go is my treasure, no one is allowed to move. If anyone dares to touch my chess, he will be unable to get along with me, Su Yonghe!"

When Su Yonghe was in his old age, he had no other hobbies and had a special liking for this Go.

Not only can he pass the boring time, but he is also a master of chess skills. He can solve the usual chess game at first glance, but he can solve the end game for a month.

As soon as the old man's stubborn personality came up, he had to unravel the mess.
Chapter completed!