At this time, Huang Cuiying walked in with a tray. The black clothes on her head and feet had been changed into a kimono with large cherry blossoms printed on them. The fine flowers were elegant and simple, and they had a unique charm in this season of cherry blossoms. However, no matter how beautiful the clothes were, they could only be a foil for a beautiful girl. Her hair was as beautiful as clouds, her skin was as creamy as the skin, and her wide neck exposed her snow-white neck. Now Huang Cuiying is a pure and beautiful girl, and she has nothing to do with the ninja who is hiding in the dark to kill people invisible.

Huang Cuiying didn't know why she was like this. Her master asked her to prepare tea, but she didn't ask her to change her clothes. Maybe it was the girl's natural vanity, maybe she wanted to show it to Zhang Ziwen for appreciation, who knows?

There is a set of tea sets in the tray, and the warm and delicate purple clay teapot contains the thousand-year-old dragon well. Perhaps he was really moved, Huang Cuiying actually took out the best tea that Mr. Li had treasured for many years. [The latest updates are all in search.]

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the yellow civets floated onto the tatami rice, put down the tray, and started to make tea. The movements were flexible and light, making only subtle sounds that were almost inaudible. The room was very quiet, with only the crisp sound of the chess piece in Master Li’s hand falling on the chessboard and the gurgling water flowing in the small teapot.

After the preparations were done, Zhang Ziwen's eyes were still slightly closed, and the faint fragrance of tea floated into his nostrils, and his high nose twitched from time to time. Huang Cuiying looked at this unpredictable man curiously. Now Zhang Ziwen is peaceful and quiet, as cute as a newborn baby sleeping soundly. Huang Cuiying couldn't help but stop the movements in her hand, spread her five fingers toward Zhang Ziwen and gently swayed her. Zhang Ziwen did not react at all. A teasing smile suddenly appeared on the girl's face, and she reached out to pinch Zhang Ziwen's firm nose bridge.

But just as the white fingers like spring onion were about to touch Zhang Ziwen's nose, a low and old voice stopped her: "Xiaoying, don't be naughty."

It was Master Li. Although he still stared at the chessboard in front of him, he seemed to have eyes on his head and looked clearly at Huang Cuiying's movements. Huang Cuiying was so scared that she immediately retracted her hand, glared at Zhang Ziwen hatefully, made a face, and said to herself: "Stinky guy, I'll let you go this time."

A smile appeared on Shen Shanshan's face and he shook his head gently. After a long time, Zhang Ziwen woke up from his sleep, stretched his waist so comfortably that he moved his neck and waist. For some reason, he felt that this was the most solid and stable rest since he came out of Wudang Mountain.

It seems that there is no need to worry about someone sneak attacking or being unfavorable to you. This situation happens in a strange place, next to a stranger, which is indeed a bit incredible, but some things are so wonderful, when you think it is the most unsafe, it is the time when people can let go of their burdens.

Zhang Ziwen walked to the opposite side of Master Li and sat down, and began to observe the chess game. The old man set off to sit down again without any movement, as if Zhang Ziwen had never appeared at all. While watching the chess, Zhang Ziwen was also quietly looking at the master of the Shen Shanshan brothers and sisters.

Qingyan's face, simple clothes, gray hair, and his hands stretched out when playing chess pieces were thin. He didn't look like a master of ninjutsu at all, but was like an old man who could be seen everywhere on the street. From the beginning of Zhang Ziwen's entry, the old man's attention had never shifted from the chessboard, giving people the illusion that he was the only one left in the world and the chessboard.

When Zhang Ziwen turned his gaze to the chessboard, he realized that chess can also be played by one person. The two sides of the chessboard were divided into red and black sides. The side of the chessboard was red and the side of the chessboard was black. However, both hostile sides were controlled by the chessboard.

Zhang Ziwen could only know how to play. He had no interest in this thing, so he didn't know much. However, he could see that although Master Li was playing with him, he did not favor either side at all. Both sides tried their best to attack and defense, and they fought back and forth with each other and had a lot of fun. Every next step was a chess move.

To Zhang Ziwen's surprise, he can often get rid of danger and avoid the opponent's edge while giving him a difficult problem in his debut, just like fighting with his hands, the same person plays two roles at the same time, and they are both real self.

What a person has to defeat is not a powerful enemy, but himself. Only by defeating himself can he make progress and be qualified to challenge others. Although Zhang Ziwen does not understand the chess game, he has understood this important truth because of this, which is a considerable gain.

The chess game that I don’t understand very well can bring Zhang Ziwen a wonderful feeling, as if he is now in the battlefield of swords and swords. The soldiers charge into battle and fight bravely to fight the enemy. The shrilling military horns and bloody corpses flashed by in front of Zhang Ziwen, but it made people feel so real and exciting.

The black side of Zhang Ziwen has a carriage and a horse, but the red side of Li Shibo has only two small pawns left. The elephant soldier who protected the veteran general has been wrapped in a horse. In the small square, only two generals are left to avoid and deal with each other. The situation is dangerous, and if you are not careful, the position will be lost. The situation will be faced with a desperate situation where the troops are at the city.

Zhang Ziwen frowned, staring at the chessboard without blinking, for fear of missing even a half-stage. In his opinion, although the Hong side was still fighting to the death, he still could not avoid the end of a crushing defeat. The little pawn crawled step by step like a snail. Gu Shuai was already a commander with a bareback and could not get out of the handsome tent.

Zhang Ziwen shook his head gently and sighed in his heart: Give up the loss. Instead of ravaging the enemy, it is better to save your life and wait for a comeback in the future. Maybe he can do something more. What Zhang Ziwen thinks is completely revealed on his face. He didn't notice that a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Master Li's face.

Could it be... the Red side still has the possibility of a counterattack? As the chess game further developed, the battle situation suddenly turned around. The little pawn approached the veteran step by step. Under the constraints of various rules, the Black side could not eliminate it, so they could only sigh. Zhang Ziwen widened his eyes and did not dare to let go of every move of the Red side.

Gradually, the red pawn began to control the veteran's actions. Finally, the old man Li picked up the young pawn who had been wandering within the veteran's activities for a long time, and a crisp sound rang out and landed in front of the veteran, General.

Through the wide Chuhe Hanjie, the general became a strong support behind the pawns, and even the small pawns dared to confront the veterans face to face. It was over, it was over. It seemed that the Red Party was almost defeated, but was forced to death by two pawns and a precarious general.

The game was over, but Zhang Ziwen couldn't calm down for a long time. It was not that he didn't understand why Black side lost, but that he lamented the tenacious and unyielding belief of Red side.

Chess game is like life, isn’t it the same as being a human being? Often, before you fail, you subconsciously tell yourself that you are about to lose, so you should surrender. Such failure is not to lose to your opponent, but to yourself.

Old Master Li looked up at Zhang Ziwen who was still immersed in shock. A gentle smile appeared on his haggard face. Then, he began to pack up the chess pieces and carefully put the ivory chess piece that had been touched into a mahogany box.

Master Li took the little purple clay tea cup handed by Huang Cuiying, took a sip, and sighed leisurely: "Chess, is such a good thing. Many profound philosophies in life can be perfectly interpreted here. Child, how much do you understand?"

Zhang Ziwen woke up at this moment, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Young man is dull and has not much understanding."

Master Li put down the teacup and said, "Haha, why not say it, don't be afraid of saying it wrong, say whatever you think." Chen Shanshan brothers and sisters also came over. Huang Cuiying wanted to see this guy's joke. In front of the master who had been with chess and ninjutsu for his whole life, he was just showing off his skills.

"Then I will be ugly," Zhang Ziwen sat upright, with deep eyes and said in a voice: "To defeat your opponent, you must first defeat yourself. Heaven will be strong, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. If you want to achieve the ultimate victory, you have to rely on yourself."

"Oh? That's all?"

Zhang Ziwen lowered his head, "Yes, that's all for the time being."

Master Li was stunned and smiled and said, "Haha, don't belittle yourself. It's already very good to be able to understand these." After saying that, the old man turned to Chenshan Mountain, his eyes were like a torch, "What do you think, Chenshan Mountain?"

"Disciple...Disciple..." Chen Shanshan pressed his head low and almost lay on the Tatami rice. After a long time, the disciple couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Master Li snorted coldly, "Hmph, you are so promising. You can take advantage of others' hands to avenge your own family? Good. Very good. You also know how to use people. Did you forget how your teacher taught you? Or did you not take my words to heart at all."

Shenshan Mountain is lying lower: "Disciples don't dare."

Master Li stood up, acting briskly, and shouted sternly: "Don't you dare? What else do you dare? Humph, you killed so many people in one breath, what are you afraid of? Do you think you did it so cleverly? Do you think you did it? Or do you not take me as a master seriously at all?"

Chenshan Mountain lay on the ground and said nothing, which shows how strict Mr. Li was to him on weekdays. Huang Cuiying, the sister-in-law, could only be anxious. She was scolded by her master. She couldn't say anything. It would be fine if she didn't say it. It might be fine if he didn't say it. If he was angry, he would disappear soon. If someone came here again, it would only add fuel to the fire.

At this time, Zhang Ziwen realized that Master Li was blaming Chen Shanshan for not taking his hand to avenge his family. That was the matter last year. So he rushed in front of Shen Shanshan and said slightly hostilely: "It was the bomb I put out. Those people died because of me. If the old man has any dissatisfaction, just come to me and don't make things difficult for him. It was my promise to him. If it cannot be completed, wouldn't it make me feel untrustful?"

"You?" Master Li turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ziwen, smiled contemptuously, and said sarcastically: "Why do you help him? Just rely on the friendship that is worthless? Or a childish and ridiculous promise? Humph, you can't even solve your own problems, what qualifications do you have to help others?"

Even if he couldn't solve his own problem, what qualifications should he have to help others? Zhang Ziwen was angry. His naturally drooping hands began to shake intermittently, his index finger of his right hand kept shaking, and his left foot was diagonally slanted to the front. This is the prelude to Zhang Ziwen's preparation for taking the initiative to attack. Usually, facing those small characters that are not worth mentioning is not enough to make Zhang Ziwen so swaying like a big enemy, but now it is different. He is facing a master of ninjutsu, and he must be very careful.

As a target, Mr. Li naturally would not be unaware of anything. Even though he was facing Zhang Ziwen sideways, he also began to adjust his breathing and his nerves began to tense, giving people the feeling of an old wolf in the stable, ready to give his opponent a fatal blow at any time.

The air suddenly became cold, and September was golden autumn, but it felt as cold as the cold winter month. A solemn cold air quietly rose between Zhang Ziwen and Master Li, and saw a war about to begin. Suddenly, Huang Cuiying knelt in front of the old man with a thunderous sound, her pink neck drooping, and said tremblingly: "Xiaoying is also present in this operation, and she did not remind her brother that Xiaoying was wrong. If the master wants to punish her, please punish Xiaoying." Shen Shanshan pulled her sister behind her and scolded: "What are you doing? What does it have to do with you."

Huang Cuiying broke free from her brother's ties and still knelt in front of her master as it was. Her little hands tightly protected Shen Shanshan, and she cried and said with pity: "No, since childhood, no matter what Xiaoying made mistakes, you will block it for me. This time... let me, the sister, be punished on your behalf." After that, she raised her little face with the plowing flowers and rain, and looked at her master pitifully.

Maybe he was infected by their brother-sister friendship, or maybe he loved this pretty and lovely female disciple. Master Li sighed sadly, his face changed a few times, and frowned and said, "If you don't punish him, he won't have a memory. What do you think of him being punished? Can you guarantee that he will always remember that he will never make similar mistakes in the future?"

When Huang Cuiying heard the master's tone, she knew there was a door. She hurriedly wiped her eyes a few times and pulled Shen Shanshan's clothes, "Yes. Brother, he will definitely remember this and will never do it again in the future. Brother, you say that you won't even know what to do in the future."

Surprisingly, Shen Shanshan took off his sister's hand, raised his head stubbornly, and said in a stern voice: "It's wrong to Shen Shanshan. Master taught me that family feuds should be settled with his own hands. Using the hand of others, it is contrary to the spirit of martial arts. I beg the master to punish his disciples."

Huang Cuiying exclaimed: "Brother, you..." Shen Shanshan patted his sister's little hand comfortably and signaled that he was fine.

Master Li turned his face away and said coldly: "Okay, it's really true that brother-sister love is deep. Why? Is it so popular to be punished? One and two of them are scrambling to come? Don't think that if someone pleads for you, I will avoid punishment for you. Shen Shanshan." The old man suddenly turned around, and his thin body burst out with a strong aura in an instant, "You know what to do."

Shen Shanshan's ordinary face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yes, I'll go now."

"No." Huang Cuiying suddenly pounced at Master Li's feet, hugged the old man's legs tightly, and cried, "No. Master. Xiaoying is only his brother. No matter how big the mistake he made when he was a child, don't you forgive him? Why... Why... Why can't you do this this time? Master. Brother can't kill his enemies with his hands and avenge his parents, but that's not his fault. You should understand how much brother he hopes to take revenge on his own. I think except me, you can understand his mood best, but why... why is the great revenge now, and you still have to punish him? This is unfair. It's unfair."

Zhang Ziwen took a step forward and said coldly: "I have said that I took him to hug him, and I also killed people. Whatever you want, even if you come to me, don't make things difficult for him."

Mr. Li's face turned ashen, and his eyes turned around the three of them for a few times, and finally stopped on Chenshan Mountain and said in a deep voice: "Chenshan Mountain. Are you still a man? If you have the will, stand up and admit your mistakes bravely. Since you have done something wrong, you must accept punishment."

Looking at the look of her sister and Zhang Ziwen's excited defense, a warm current suddenly rose in Chen Shanshan's heart, his eyes heated up, and he said, "Disciple... obey the order of the master." After that, he helped Huang Cuiying up, patted Zhang Ziwen on the shoulder, and took a big step toward the outside.

Chenshan Mountain is not short, but at this moment his back looks extremely lonely and desolate, like the fallen leaves flying in autumn. Suddenly, Zhang Ziwen bit his teeth and rushed to Chenshan Mountain with a whoosh, blocking his way, "Wait."

Chen Shanshan looked at him in confusion, not knowing what the world's number one warrior who had been assassinated by him but saved him wanted to do. Similarly, Huang Cuiying also looked at the two of them with a question mark, with a little expectation and an anxiety in her red eyes.

"Old man," Zhang Ziwen said to Master Li: "How about we talk about a deal?"

Zhang Ziwen's words were shocking. No one knew what he was selling. Huang Cuiying thought he wanted to plead with his master and let his brother go, but she didn't expect him to say this.

Chen Shanshan was thinking and had a complicated look, and he couldn't figure out what this guy wanted to do. To him, Zhang Ziwen was so cunning than a fox. Every time Zhang Ziwen said a word and did something, Chen Shanshan would be confused, but the ending was often much better than what Chen Shanshan expected.

Master Li refused to agree, did not agree, nor refused. Zhang Ziwen said: "Let's have a fair competition. If I win, Shenshanshan will not have to be punished. What?"

Seeing Chenshan Mountain saying goodbye and Huang Cuiying crying to death, everyone knows that the so-called punishment of Master Li is definitely not so easy to withstand. Zhang Ziwen is not a fool. He has long known that Chenshan Mountain has brought him here, just to see which one is better or less capable than his master. And if it is not as expected, Master Li wants to see him for this reason.

Since you have to fight sooner or later, you might as well bet this one, and you will have some motivation at least. But as for the result, Zhang Ziwen can only do his best and leave his destiny.

The reason why he thinks so is not that Zhang Ziwen's natural arrogance suddenly disappeared, but that he was not 100% sure to win the competition. As soon as he entered the door, the familiar feeling kept lingering in his heart. Faced with such an enemy, Zhang Ziwen could only use 80% of his usual strength.

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