You rascal, stop right there!

"Thank you for your hard work. Remember to bring it to me next time if you can catch it!" Bai Wan absentmindedly knocked the ground with the bamboo pole.

"Boss!" one of the sturdy men reminded, "Do you want me to shave your hair off..."

The man shook his head, indicating that it was not necessary, and directly used a bamboo stick to drive the man away.

The opposite side looked at this person with admiring eyes.

I thought Bai Wan was a talented person who liked to have followers, but I didn't expect that he would have such courage even though he was blind.

It turned out that the rain had just ended last night, but it was not rain but mist. This person looked like a resolute and unrestrained carnation in the mortal world.

Bai Wan pulled the rabbit and shook it: "Zi Chen, did you want to pick up a weapon and beat someone up just now?"

Ling Shumo was startled and coughed a few times: "No... "

It would be strange not to have one!

Zi Chen’s “nothing” is certainty.

Then he whispered, "I can smell it every time you're angry, believe it or not. Why are you so murderous holding a broom? You're a civil servant."

Ling Shumo said with a smile: "Your ears are really good now. How do you know that I'm holding a broom instead of a sword?"

"Of course I can hear it." White Pea said seriously, "Now my ears are very sharp."

These people were hunters nearby. They were bitten by a poisonous snake in the bamboo forest. He and Gouzi saved them. In return, they recognized him as the boss and regularly hunted some wild game as tribute, but he was disrespectful to refuse.

"The Snake Sleeping Lobelia knows how to cure poison. I saved them before, so I accepted them as my 110th little brother."

Ling Shumo stared at him, as if trying to find out, "What's the meaning of this number?"

He had always found it strange why this person had to write down the number of all the followers he had.

Bai Wan was stunned for a moment, and said slowly with a hint of self-mockery: "It doesn't have any important meaning, I just got used to it."

It is finally the bamboo forest in early autumn. There is a cool breeze after the rain, and my heart is noisy and painful.

Some memories are better not to be brought up.

……

Yiqiu chess club.

It's just an inconspicuous chess garden in the capital.

The pavilions they built were weak, the scenery of lakes and mountains was poor, and it was not exquisite enough to attract dignitaries.

If it were normal, there probably wouldn't be many people willing to come. But recently, it was very lively.

Just because there is a bad guy who likes to come here to play chess.

Bai Wan originally didn't want Ling Shumo to follow her, but for some reason the other party insisted on coming along.

His Majesty had approved his resignation due to blindness, and he had bid farewell to the Painting Academy. With the personality of Emperor Jiaxing, one more painter would not make much difference, and one less would not make much difference, so it was really not that important.

His reputation spread far and wide, and everyone in the Daying Art Academy knew that he was blind.

Bai Wan didn't care. It wasn't a bad thing that the palace was far away.

Seeing him coming to the chess club, everyone in the garden was very happy.

Rookie, here we go again...

In everyone's eyes, these two men were an extremely strange combination.

The man in plain clothes clearly couldn't see, but he was smiling and seemed very willing to chat and laugh with others.

The other man in blue remained silent and looked at the man calmly.

Ling Shumo looked at the man holding the chess pieces and trying to figure out how to play chess. He also glanced at the number of lost 120 games on the wall.

"you are great!"

Bai Wan chuckled: "Thank you."

Every man has his own strengths and weaknesses.

Bai Wan is the most popular opponent in the entire chess club and the favorite opponent of countless literati and poets. The strange way he loses each blind game is amazing.

Although I knew that this person didn't learn chess much since he was a child, I didn't expect him to be so bad.

Ling Shumo looked at him strangely that day, he lost thirteen games in a row!

He couldn't leave the field. Even though it was heartbreaking to watch, he could only let this man be abused just to record points.

The people around were memorizing chess manuals, eating melon seeds, and watching the man being beaten without being able to fight back. It was really fun.

Ling Shumo sighed. He couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw Bai Wan being killed again and again while sitting at the table.

As the sunlight poured down, his black hair gradually turned a layer of gold.

Even though he was not good at chess, his fingertips were getting more and more stable in positioning the chess pieces, and he rarely put them in the wrong place.

At this moment, a new guest suddenly came to the door. He was wearing red clothes and beads as usual, and was guarded by several servants. His aura seemed to be in a different world from others.

"Sir..." the chess club owner spoke softly, and could tell the difference at a glance.

"Each table is charged by the hour. Do you choose your own opponent or..."

The man took a quick look and found a group of people sitting in a corner watching someone's chess game.

The boss saw his gaze and chuckled, "Sir, you also like that cobbler. You have to queue up with him. There are still 20 people ahead of you."

"Twenty people, he's really good at chess!" The man in red couldn't tell whether he was teasing or contemptuous.

"Well... you'll know after you play the next game with him..." The boss raised the corner of his mouth.

He took out some silver and forcibly wiped out the twenty people in front of him, only to find that it was actually the figure of a blind man.

Especially, when I saw that this man seemed to have lifeless eyes and a bamboo pole was placed at his feet, I was shocked.

Although I already knew that this man was blind, I was still shocked when I saw it with my own eyes.

"I came here specifically to compete with you!" The man curled his lips.

Bai Wan tilted his head slightly, and felt that the voice was a little strange: "...Who is it?"

The man in red smiled faintly, but did not respond to his words.

"Are you looking for me specifically?" Bai Wan was a little embarrassed. He had a bad reputation as a chess player and it was hard for him to give up.

"They say playing chess with you will sweep away all my worries. I've been waiting for many days for you to come out." The man in red was well-mannered while talking and laughing.

"You're talking like I'm some chess saint," Bai Wan said with an inexplicable smile, "That's nonsense, isn't it?"

The onlookers around looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

In some ways, he is indeed a "chess saint". The kind that loses 120 games in a row.

Seeing the man's nonchalant smile, the man in red put away his beads and said quietly: "No matter what, so many people are lining up to compete with you. You must be very good!"

"Did you hear some rumor wrongly?" Bai Wan frowned.

The red-clothed man curled his lips slightly and nodded politely: "I spent twenty taels to get rid of those opponents in front of you. It's not appropriate not to compete."

"Let's play a game. If I win, you have to do me a favor." The man in red picked up the chess piece and raised his eyebrows.

"This..." Bai Wan knew that she was doomed to lose. "I'll just agree to your decision. There's really no need for a competition."

"You can compete, but it's twenty taels per round..." Ling Shumo smiled faintly.

Bai Wan was stunned by these words.

"Zi Chen, you have a bright future."

Bai Wulai actually discovered that Ling Shumo was even more deceitful than him.

"Okay, I'll compete with you!" Bai Wan said helplessly.

After a while, the boss put a new chess board and chess pieces on the table, neatly arranged.

"You're going two steps forward?"

The man in red was staring at this strange horse position in a daze. A horse should not fall to the side, and most people would not take that first step.

But he thought maybe this person was a master, after all, so many people were chasing after him...

Bai Wan smiled bitterly in the darkness: "Yes."

Not long after.

"Why are you such a wimp!!!" The man laughed so hard that his nose almost became crooked.

The opponent lost directly in the middle of the game, and his skill was amazing.

"It doesn't matter whether you're a bad player or not, just say you're happy you won, right? Next time you play chess with me, you have to prepare some tea and fruit, so that we can die differently each time."

Bai Wan was extremely free and easy. This was not the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

Then came the second round, and the third round, and the final round actually lasted almost two hours.

Bai Wan himself is a humorous and talkative person. Those who play chess with him do not just play chess for him because of his bad chess skills, but also because of his friendly smile and cheerful mood.

As the two chatted and laughed, they talked about everything from which type of tea and fruit in the chess club was delicious to which department store in Beijing sold the best cricket cups.

However, the more they talked, the gloomier the expression of the man in blue next to them became.

When the chess club closed, the boss placed a stack of banknotes in front of Bai Wan and said, "You left me with only money. This is today's share."

Da Da Da

Bai Wan knocked the ground with the bamboo pole, only to find that Ling Shumo had disappeared.

"Zi Chen?"