There is a chessboard between the two of them.

Both are old people.

One of them was Lu Lai, the ancestor of the Lu family whom he met when he besieged the six major families in the capital.

Lu Lai held the white piece in his hand and slowly dropped it on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.

"Brother Fang, you are not worried even if your son is caught. Do you still have the time to come to my place to play chess and drink tea?"

An old man in black sitting on the other side of the chessboard smiled when he heard this.

"Don't delay each other."

"Oh? That means someone has already rescued you!"

The old man twirled a sunspot and slowly dropped it, making a clicking sound.

"Brother Lu is indeed living a carefree and happy life these days."

Baizi turned around at Lu Lai's fingertips, "In this life, white horses pass by, and suddenly I look back, and it's like a dream. The last time you and I played chess, we both had black hair. Time makes us grow old. In the blink of an eye, we are both gray-headed. Life is like a journey against the odds.

, the dead are like this, and they are all like mayflies when they are born in heaven and earth. Rather than pretending to be confused, it is better to be really confused!"

The old man in black laughed again when he heard this, "This Buddha in Xumi Temple really makes Brother Lu feel a little confused."

Bah!

The white piece landed on the chessboard and made a crisp sound again.
Chapter completed!