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Chapter 2 Five Elements Spirit Spring

Wang Xiaoqiang stopped at the river bank and looked at the river water. He saw that the river water was clear and the blue waves were rippling under the breeze. No abnormality was found. He felt confused and left the riverside in disappointment and walked towards the village.

Five minutes later, Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the home of the old man Wang Deyun at the west end of the village.

Wang Deyun is one hundred years old, the oldest man in the village and the most respected old man.

Wang Deyun's virtue is reflected in two aspects: one is trustworthy and kindness, and the other is knowledgeable.

Wang Deyun studied in a private school when he was a child and also studied in the county town. Later, he taught in the county town until he retired and returned to the village.

Although he was a hundred years old, the old man Wang Deyun was still healthy, with no blurry eyes, no deaf ears, and his voice was particularly loud. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang coming to his house, the old man Wang Deyun smiled heartily and said, "Xiaoqiang, you haven't come to me for a long time..."

The mountain village is relatively closed and backward. There are few elderly people in the village who can read and have fewer knowledge. Wang Deyun is an exception. Wang Deyun is not only knowledgeable but also knowledgeable. When Wang Xiaoqiang used to study, he would ask Wang Deyun when he encountered difficult problems. Now that he has dropped out of school, he contracted land at home, and he would come over every now and then to chat with the elderly and play chess.

"Uh, I've been busy in the fields these days, so I haven't come..." Wang Xiaoqiang explained, smiling at Wang Deyun, rolling his eyes.

"Brother Xiaoqiang, you are here..." Jiang Xiaoxin, who was doing homework in the yard, greeted Wang Xiaoqiang and smiled in surprise.

Jiang Xiaoxin is Wang Deyun's exogenous daughter. Her parents are doing business in other places and have been fostering her grandfather's house. Jiang Xiaoxin is seventeen years old and in the third year of junior high school. She has excellent grades and is about to take the high school entrance exam this year. When Wang Xiaoqiang saw Jiang Xiaoxin, he was envious.

"So hard work, work harder, you must be admitted to the county key high school." Wang Xiaoqiang smiled at Jiang Xiaoxin and encouraged him.

"Well, thank you Brother Xiaoqiang." Jiang Xiaoxin smiled at Wang Xiaoqiang again, and her beautiful little face showed a hint of blush. In Sanmiao Village, Jiang Xiaoxin, a foreign girl, usually has few good friends, Wang Xiaoqiang is one, and they both studied in the same school. Every week when they come back, Wang Xiaoqiang will carry her on a bicycle. Jiang Xiaoxin felt very sorry for Wang Xiaoqiang's dropout, because Wang Xiaoqiang's grades were better than hers. At the same time, she felt an inexplicable melancholy about Wang Xiaoqiang's departure. When Wang Xiaoqiang could not be seen in the school, Jiang Xiaoxin always felt a little lonely and melancholy.

Wang Deyun was sitting under the sycamore tree in the yard, in front of a big chess board. After seeing Wang Xiaoqiang say hello to his granddaughter, he pointed to the chess board and said to Wang Xiaoqiang: "Come on, Xiaoqiang, let's kill one game..."

As a result of generations, Wang Xiaoqiang wants to call Grandpa Wang Deyun.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked over but did not sit down, and said with shame: "I have never won the game with you, and I still can't play..."

"Oh... Victory and defeat are common in military affairs," Wang Deyun waved his hand disdainfully: "Young people, you must dare to kill and fight..."

Wang Xiaoqiang had to sit down on the stool opposite the chessboard. In fact, Wang Xiaoqiang's chess skills were already good, but when he faced Wang Deyun, who had superb chess skills and rich experience, he could only become a defeated player.

The chess was set up, and after Wang Xiaoqiang sat down, he took the initiative to play the chess without the instructions of the old man Wang Deyun.

Playing chess takes three steps at a time, and taking into account the overall situation. Compared to other chess, it is still very brain-consuming. When playing chess with the old man Deyun who is calm, Wang Xiaoqiang found that his brain cells were not enough. After a while, he fell into a passive situation. His steps were firm, his chess skills were chaotic, and his mind was like a ball of mud, even more chaotic than the chess game... But at this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang discovered that the unknown object in his body ran from the heart to his head, and released a cool breath, which made his confused mind clear in an instant.

I don’t know if it was Mr. Deyun who deliberately let the water go or Wang Xiaoqiang performs extraordinaryly, but in the end of this game, Wang Xiaoqiang actually won.

"Well, it's good, um, this step, and this step, I've taken it very well..." Old Man Deyun praised, while carefully analyzing Wang Xiaoqiang's two extraordinary moves. It seems that he didn't let it go.

"Master Lao, you also lose..." Jiang Xiaoxin came over, squeezed Lao, and blinked at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Seventeen-year-old Jiang Xiaoxin has gotten rid of her youth and has become a beautiful girl. Her shoulders are gradually becoming plump and her breasts are gradually becoming fuller. With every frown and smile, her pretty face is so vivid.

Wang Deyun was the ever-winning general on the chessboard. He suddenly lost, and was defeated by a young man in his twenties. Now he was run over by his granddaughter, but he couldn't refute it, and his old face turned red.

In order to dispel the embarrassment of Deyun, Wang Xiaoqiang changed the topic: "Grandpa, I came today... I want to borrow a book to read..."

Wang Xiaoqiang came today to borrow the local county annals from Wang Deyun, because there are records of the Shibali River on it. He wanted to see if this river is really as the old people said, hiding a huge whirlpool.

"Well..." Old Man Deyun raised his head and said, "What book?"

"The county annals of our Huagui County."

"County Chronicles?" Old Man Deyun said in surprise: "Why do you think about reading county chronicles? Didn't you like reading novels before?"

"Well, it's better to have some practical knowledge than reading novels." Wang Xiaoqiang said perfunctorily.

"Well, it's good. This idea is good!" Wang Deyun gave Wang Xiaoqiang a thumbs up, but said to his granddaughter in an educational tone: "Xiaoxin, look at Xiaoqiang, just know how to be ambitious and his thinking has been developing in a good direction. You can learn from others in the future..."

Although the old man Wang Deyun praised Wang Xiaoqiang, he also fought back against his granddaughter. However, Jiang Xiaoxin said: "Don't worry, Mr. Mr., I have always regarded Brother Xiaoqiang as my role model."

When he said this, Jiang Xiaoxin's face was filled with an unexpected blush.

Old Man Deyun got up and went back to the house to help Wang Xiaoqiang search for the local county annals. There was only a pair of young men and girls left in the yard. For some reason, the two used to take a car to go to school together, and there were also people talking and laughing. Now they were alone, but they had nothing to say.

The two glanced at each other, but both blushed and lowered their heads, and their toes were chasing the ground with their toes, and the atmosphere was awkward.

In the end, Jiang Xiaoxin broke the embarrassment and said, "Brother Xiaoqiang, are you thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water..." Without waiting for Wang Xiaoqiang to answer, he had already taken two steps and walked into the house.

Jiang Xiaoxin was not a polite word. She really poured water for Wang Xiaoqiang, and she specially brewed a cup of jasmine tea. However, when she brewed the tea and brought it out, Wang Xiaoqiang had already left with the county annals.

In the empty courtyard, Jiang Xiaoxin, who was holding tea, couldn't help feeling sad.

Wang Xiaoqiang returned home and went straight to his room, and then opened the Huagui County Chronicles in an eager manner. Soon, he found the records about the Shibali River outside the village-
Chapter completed!
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