At this time, I don’t know what Ji Si said inside, but the old man in the study laughed loudly. Not long after, there was the sound of spreading out the chessboard, and the two chatted happily, making moves one after another.

Mr. Si smiled half-heartedly and said, "You have great powers, but you can help me calculate how many years I can live."

Ji Si chuckled: "It doesn't count longevity, I'm afraid it may turn out to be a prophecy."

"Then if I don't want to die when I'm dying, what kind of elixir can I ask you for to prolong my life?" Mr. Si quickly made a move and asked, "Will you give it to me?"

Without thinking, Ji Si made a move and cut the dragon in half: "No."

"Then what if Acheng comes to beg you?"

"He won't." Ji Si glanced at him and smiled, "What's more, if I really offer it, will you accept it?"

Mr. Si paused for a moment, made a wrong move, and was finally killed by the opponent at around forty seconds.

With his thoughts at home, Mr. Si shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I really won't accept it. This mood is long and life is short. Besides, you and Acheng are together, and there are so many pairs of eyes staring at this place. You must... treat them equally."

If he survives his lifespan, others will also covet such benefits. At that time, the demons in people's hearts will breed and cause them more troubles.

"Well, life and death are matters of fate, and I won't interfere." Ji Si said, "I'm lucky to have the old man's understanding."

"Oh, don't wear your hat, let's play another game. I'm not bragging, the game I lost just now was an accident. No one in the entire Kyoto compound can beat me in Go. If I were sixty years younger, I would definitely be the national Go champion.

I."

Ji Si nodded slightly and gave the old man a break.

Let him lose at 60 mesh in the second set, and let him lose at 70 mesh in the third set, trying to let him see his progress.

Every time he won a game, Ji Si would give a symbolic compliment: "Not bad."

Mr. Si:......

You are more annoying than my grandson!

…

There was lunch left for lunch, and there were only four people on the sandalwood table in the old house. The meal consisted of six dishes and one soup, which was very rich.

Ji Si and Si Nuocheng didn't need to eat at all, but they were still facing the old man, so they could only pick up their bowls to eat and take in some food.

However, I don’t know whether it was because the chef of the Si family was too good, or because the chickens and ducks raised in captivity had mutated, and the meat became extremely delicious. From the moment the first chopsticks fell, the two of them felt that they could eat more bowls of this meal.

Ji Si eats very elegantly, chewing slowly but not losing speed.

Si Nuocheng's food is very crisp, and he chops the meat into large pieces.

Si Yige scooped up the soup and filled a bowl for the old man. When the old man saw his granddaughter's well-behaved nature, compared with his grandson's lack of conscience, and thought of the few games of chess he had lost, he suddenly became angry.

Seeing that Si Nuocheng was about to serve the third bowl of rice, he glared: "Not even the donkeys in the production team dare to eat like you."

Si Nuocheng:......

"I won't keep you for dinner! Go back to the North Pole and eat the ice caps."

Ji Si:......
Chapter completed!