"Sir, where are we going?" Standing in front of a simple pavilion, Juan'er looked at the sky and said, "It seems like it's going to rain."

"I'm not too sure." Chen Mo looked at the sky. It was still sunny before, but after just over an hour, it was already covered with clouds. However, his sudden increase in luck did not encounter anything, which made Chen Mo a little confused.

Strange, could this be not a good thing but help me avoid a disaster?

While I was talking, raindrops were already falling.

As a last resort, the two of them had no choice but to hide in the pavilion. There were a few old men playing chess in the pavilion. They must be celebrities from Luoyang. Chen Mo didn't know any of them, so he couldn't disturb them. It was raining and there was no shelter around them.

Therefore, Chen Mo had no choice but to take Juan'er into the pavilion.

The few old men who had played chess before had left, and there was only one person left who should be the person setting the chess. At this moment, he was lowering his head to ponder the endgame on the chessboard. When he saw the two people coming in, he did not show any displeasure. He just nodded slightly and continued to study with his head down.

"Excuse me." Chen Mo bowed. The old man's head was half white, but his energy was quite good. As he looked around, although he was peaceful, there was an aura of calmness and authority in him. Chen Mo speculated that the old man's status should not be low, but

Nor will they recognize each other rashly.

"Young Master is looking for someone?" Looking at the rain getting heavier outside, it was obvious that he couldn't leave. A servant beside him took out a small stove to cook wine. He looked at Chen Mo and smiled and said: "I have seen Young Master come and go here three times before.

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"That's right." Chen Mo nodded, turned around and saw Juan'er shivering from the cold, shook his head, stretched out his hand to take off his robe and help Juan'er put it on, but his eyes fell on the chessboard that had not yet been played.

"Sir, Juan'er is not cold." Juan'er shook her head quickly.

"Then hold it." Chen Mo said casually, but his eyes were gradually attracted to the unfinished chess game. He was also considered a good chess person. As early as three years ago, his chess skills had been praised by Zang Hong, but in the past three years,

, played countless games with his mentor, and still lost more than he won, but it also inspired Chen Mo's passion for chess. Now seeing the old man playing another game, he couldn't help but wonder, this old man and the other man are obviously not as good at chess.

weak.

"Young Master, do you like chess?" The old man seemed to realize something. He looked up at Chen Mo and asked with a smile: "Young Master, who do you think will win this game of chess?"

"The current situation can be said to be a match for the opponent, but if we move ten more pieces, the black piece will definitely lose." Chen Mo was immersed in the chessboard, and without thinking about it, he directly expressed his judgment.

"Oh?" The old man became interested after hearing this. He looked at the rain curtain outside and said with a smile, "How about giving it a try?"

"This..." Chen Mo was shocked at this moment. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The younger generation is rude and has offended the elders. I hope the elders will forgive me."

Unable to figure out the identity of the other party, Chen Mo could only address him as an elder. Calling him Aweng seemed too intimate and inappropriate.

"It doesn't matter. At your age, it's rare for the young master to be so dedicated to studying chess." The old man pointed at the chessboard: "It happens to be a white stone, young master, you might as well give it a try."

"Offended." Chen Mo nodded, took ten white pieces out of the chess cup, thought about it, and grabbed a few more.

"Young Master, don't worry, just come down." The old man looked amused and signaled.

Chen Mo stopped talking nonsense and made a decision directly.

"It's rare." The old man saw this, smiled slightly, and then dropped a sunspot.

Huh?

Chen Mo frowned slightly when he saw this, looked up at the old man, and said doubtfully: "The elder's step seems meaningless."

"You're just here." The old man shook his head and smiled when he heard this.

Chen Mo nodded when he heard this, said nothing more, and continued to place the second stone, taking the old man's five pieces. On the chessboard, the black stone became more and more powerful, while the white stone was already weak.

But the old man didn't seem to see it, and he was not in a hurry to save his son. He just saved his son from left to right, erratic and seemingly meaningless.

bluff?

Chen Mo looked at the old man frequently, but he felt that the old man was not that dishonest or a pushy person. In this way, Chen Mo played nine pieces in a row without the old man stopping him. However, Chen Mo did feel a sense of dullness. As long as the last piece fell, this would happen.

In the game of chess, white wins.

"Yes, you have a strong chess style. At your age, it is good to have such chess skills." The old man looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile.

"The elders are overly praised, and the younger generation can only use the elder's remaining strength to win without force." Chen Mo smiled politely, but his heart was a little boring. He thought he had met a master of chess, but now it seems that it was only the old man who saw it.

Unable to win, I bet a few random pieces.

"Win?" The old man looked at Chen Mo in surprise when he heard this: "Young man's vision is too narrow after all. So, what do you think of victory or defeat?"

While speaking, the old man dropped a sunspot on Tian Yuan.

"Tian Yuan?" Chen Mo frowned and looked at the old man. This was still a useless piece. His last piece fell, and the outcome was decided. He wanted to give in, but the old man's piece fell...

The pupils of Chen Mo's eyes suddenly expanded, and he looked at the situation on the chessboard in amazement. The originally sluggish Heizi, as the old man's last stone fell to Tianyuan, echoed the seemingly useless Heizi in the previous few steps. Before, Chen Mo killed the white stone.

In all directions, but now as this piece falls, the old man is ambushing him from all sides. If Chen Mo's last piece falls, the one who dies will not be the black piece but the white piece.

Bai Zi's energy was completely destroyed by this Tian Yuan Zi.

"The elder was..." Chen Mo raised his head in confusion, looked at the old man and said, "Layout?"

"It can be seen that your chess skills have surpassed 90% of the chess players in the world. You are just using your remaining power to show off your abilities." The old man shook his head and said with a smile.

"..." Chen Mo looked at the old man and was speechless. His humble words came out of the old man's mouth now, and he was a little confused. However, he had a free and easy mind, and the last black stone did not fall after all. He shook his head and sighed: "The elder's chess skills are amazing.

, the younger generations are far inferior."

"Admit defeat?" The old man looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"The younger generation can't think of a way to make a comeback." Chen Mo nodded helplessly, and finally got rid of the teacher's pressure. As soon as he arrived in Luoyang, he was taught another lesson.

"Then how about we swap?" The old man looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile: "Now I hold the white piece, you hold the black piece and then play."

"This..." Chen Mo looked at the chessboard, shook his head and said, "The victory has been determined, and there is no way to save the day. Although Mo is not talented, he does not want to accept this..."

"Humiliation?" The old man looked at Chen Mo, shook his head and smiled: "Young man, you are high-spirited. This life is like this game of chess. Don't get discouraged until the end! I don't mean to humiliate you, but it's rare.

Meeting such a talented junior, so..."

From Chen Mo's chess cup, he picked up a white piece and dropped it on the chessboard.

"This..." Chen Mo was startled. Bai Zi was not defeated as he imagined, but this move...

I couldn't help but twist a black stone and it fell along the chess game laid out by the old man, but it failed to win the game and was still one stone short.

"It's just one stone away." The old man dropped the white stone on the chessboard. The situation changed again, and the black stone was killed by the white stone.

Chen Mo sat in a daze on the stone pier, silent for a long time, and then suddenly closed his eyes.

"Master?" Juan'er on the side stepped forward worriedly.

"Don't disturb him." The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "Help me organize the chessboard."

"Here~" Juan'er didn't know why, but the old man's words seemed to have magical power, and she unconsciously did what the old man said.

The rain outside the pavilion was heavier. The pavilion was like an island trapped in the rain curtain, but the scenery in the distance was dimly visible. Just like Chen Mo's state of mind at the moment, he seemed to have found the missing link that his teacher had always said.
Chapter completed!