I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"What did you do?" Xie Yuhua shouted at the young man, then rushed up to the altar with a look of anxiety on his face. He grabbed the child's arm tightly and tried to pull him away from this dangerous place.

But Ling Xiao seemed to be firmly fixed in place by an invisible force, forming an eerie standoff with the stone statue opposite him. In this chessboard-like scene, it seemed that only he represented one side.

Although there were other people who were not stone statues, they all stood on the opposite side of Ling Xiao without exception. The Chu River and Han Boundary were very clear, and they were determined to swallow Ling Xiao, this chess piece.

The young man pursed his lips, realizing that something seemed wrong; the paper might not have been triggered in that way.

With a "thud," the chess piece fell to the ground. The Wuxie statue moved a step towards the Lingxiao statue, and Hei Xiazi's head popped out, holding something in his hand. He said, "Excuse me, there seems to be a gear that can turn, but I think I broke the handle."

Jieyuhua thought of the unfinished game in the secret room, which seemed very similar to the layout here. Perhaps if they could use them as a game board and break the game, they could save the child.

He gestured for the two men to stand in the designated spot, pondering how to proceed with the next move in the game. If that were the case, their opponent would surely make their own move after they made theirs.

So he tentatively took a small step to the left. This seemingly insignificant action triggered a change, much like the butterfly effect.

The stone statues that were originally still began to move, and their bodies were even being manipulated by an unknown force, as if they had all been turned into chess pieces and were being played at will.

In the blink of an eye, the whole situation was completely transformed. The original game had regressed due to the addition of the pieces, as if a glimmer of hope had appeared, yet despair seemed to have settled over this indeterminate endgame.

At this moment, Ling Xiao was trapped, just like a general on a chessboard, surrounded by enemies and isolated.

His broken stone statue stood alone on the distant shore, as if foreshadowing an impending tragedy—in this life-or-death struggle, one of them was destined to pay a heavy price.

The situation was tense; they didn't know where they should move, because the endgame meant they couldn't make any more random moves, but they didn't know which piece they represented...

Every step they take could endanger each other's lives. Xie Yuhua and Hei Xiazi stand at opposite ends, with Wu Xie's stone statue between them. Behind Hei Xiazi is Xiao Ge. Between Wu Xie's stone statue and Xie Yuhua is Wu Sansheng's illusion. Ling Xiao's stone statue is located between Hei Xiazi and Wu Xie's stone statue.

"Blind man, take a step forward," Xie Yuhua commanded. No matter what kind of chess piece they were, they were all on Ling Xiao's side. As long as they moved forward, the stone statue of Ling Xiao, as the general, would have to take a step back.

Hei Xiazi followed his instructions and took a step. Sure enough, the stone statue moved, taking a step back to the right. Xie Yuhua took a step diagonally, but found it didn't work. He then moved a step to the left, and this time he could move. His goal was to control the stone statue. He tried moving forward, but found that he couldn't move. In other words, he could only move within the range and time that this piece could move, just like the horse moves in an L-shape and the elephant moves diagonally.

The pieces on this side didn't move, but the opposite side made a moving sound. One of the stone statues shrank inward by one square, trying to completely surround Ling Xiao.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man took action. He first moved towards his ideal position and found that he could actually get there, and then he understood what kind of piece he was.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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