Nightfall Chapter 132: When

The mountains behind the academy, especially near Jinghu Lake, have always been like spring all year round, and this pear tree is not ordinary, naturally there is no sense of depression, full of green leaves, sprinkling a shade of shade.

Everyone sat in the shade, staring at the chessboard for a long time, and still didn't notice what was special about this chessboard, let alone a way to open the chessboard.

Muyu touched the flying hair between the temples with an embroidery needle, and said annoyed: "I haven't thought of a way?"

The fourth brother looked at the chessboard and said solemnly: "I thought about seventy-three methods, but since both the first and second brothers can't open it, those methods will definitely not work."

Muyou said: "You have to try it."

Everyone left the pear tree and went to the water-drawing room by the stream, watching the four brothers put the chessboard on the stove, letting it be burned by the blue high temperature flame, and their expressions changed slightly.

Bei Gong Weiyang held the guqin and asked with a worried expression: "Even if the Buddha chessboard will not be burned, but the younger brother is inside, will it be cooked?"

Ximen was not confused and pointed to the chessboard on the stove with the flute, and said: "After burning for a long time, there is no blackness. This chessboard is not a barbecue plate, and the younger brother is not pork."

Senior brother four ignored these guys who gagged and played muddled. After confirming that the chessboard was burned to an extremely high temperature, he picked it up with iron tongs and threw it into the cold stream behind the ironing room.

I could only hear the sneer, the white mist was thick in the stream, and the big white geese who was squatting on the top of the waterwheel and looking into the distance was taken aback, waving their wings and flying to the stream, shouting dissatisfied with these people Two times.

Heat expansion and contraction are the best way to destroy hard objects. However, to the disappointment of everyone in the academy, there is still no change in the chessboard, and no cracks have occurred.

In the following days, everyone in the academy did a lot of things to this chessboard.

Muyou threw the chessboard into the Cloud Gate formation, trying to get the big formation to tear it apart, but it was still ineffective; Wang Chi boiled a pot of soup that is said to be the most poisonous and corrosive in the world, and threw the chessboard I went in and cooked for three days and nights. In the end, most of the fish in the stream died. The big white goose was angry to the point of sorrow. The chessboard was still not moving; the fourth brother took out the small tin can that Ning Que had left in the back mountain and tried to The chessboard exploded, and in the end only half of the swimming fishes in Jinghu were killed. The big white goose was sad and didn't want to live, and the chessboard remained the same.

One day, Senior Brother Song Qian suddenly said: "Speaking of things like chess...I always feel that since it is used to play chess, it must be related to chess."

He and Brother Eight are the strongest chess players in the world. If you talk about chess, or the chessboard, you really can't find anyone more familiar than them.

Everyone's eyes were suddenly bright, looking at him with hope, Muyou asked: "Then?"

Song Qian touched his head and said: "Then...there is no more."

Everyone was annoyed when they heard the words, and they thought that if they couldn't tell the truth, why did they suddenly speak? Wang Chi was dealing with the pot of poisonous potion before, and did not fully grasp the situation between the courts. He took two boxes of chess pieces from his yard and asked: "Then...where should the chess be played?"

Everyone wanted to give Wang Chi a lesson, but they thought that now the younger brother is on the chessboard, Chen Pipi is in Linkang City, and eleven is the youngest in the academy, and they endured no episodes.

Senior Brother Si thought for a while, took the chess box in his hand, and then dumped all the chess pieces in the box on the chessboard, only to hear the crisp sound.

The chessboard is full of black and white chess pieces.

People gathered around the chessboard, watching nervously, and even forgot to breathe.

However, nothing happened.

From the chessboard and Lishu back to the back mountain of the academy, Senior Brother Six had never said anything. Until this time, everyone's faces showed a downcast expression. When they began to despair, he stood with a big hammer. After coming out, watching everyone honestly said: "Isn't it going to be smashed in the end?"

He looked at the people honestly and said: "Let me do it."

Muyou said: "The two brothers didn't break open at the Xuankong Temple."

Six brothers said: "We have more time, we can keep smashing."

Senior Brother Si thought for a while and sighed and said, "It seems that this can only be done."

The quiet mountain in the back of the academy became noisy from this day on, and there was a dull loud noise from the Jinghu Lake. The Sixth Senior Brother waved his hammer and kept hitting the chessboard.

Although he is very strong, he doesn't know how many hammers he has swung in his life, but when he is tired after all, when he is tired, the fourth and fifth brothers will come forward and take the place.

People who are obsessed with chess have left their own board, those who are obsessed with sandboard have also left the sandboard, and those who are obsessed with battle have also left the battlefield, and become hardworking blacksmiths beside the Buddha's chessboard.

The people who are obsessed with rhythm have not changed much. Bei Gong Weiyang and Ximen are not confused. They are too thin. After trying twice, they can't even lift the hammer, so everyone rushed to the side. Seeing the scene of their enthusiasm and hard work, the two of them inevitably felt a little disappointed, so they sat aside playing the piano, played an impassioned tune, cheered everyone, and cheered the guy on the chessboard.

Bang, bang, bang, the hammer kept falling on the chessboard, and the ground on the cliffs of the back mountain was shaking and uneasy. The fish that survived the other day hid in the depths of the water plants in horror, and the big white goose stared curiously. Looking at the chessboard, I thought that the foolish boy didn’t know if he was there or not. The little white wolf screamed at the bright moon in the night sky deep in the forest. He wanted to learn the majesty of his father’s generation, but he was a little bit affected by the sound of the impact from the mountain. Uneasy, only the old scalper was still calm, sitting on the meadow, lowering his head to eat two mouthfuls of grass from time to time.

Countless hammers fell, and the chessboard was still not calm as usual.

The dinner of Muyu is a bit late. The blacksmiths are already hungry and naturally a little dissatisfied. Some people begin to miss the girl who cooked before.

"She is Haotian, of course the cooking is better than mine! Want to eat? Then take her out of the board!"

Muyou was very angry. He squatted down and looked at the chessboard, and said earnestly: "Little Junior Brother, when will you come out? Remember to take your daughter-in-law and come out together."

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In front of a famous Taoist temple in Linkang City, Chen Pipi was teaching thousands of believers in the square. His expression was calm and his speech was clear and clear. The autumn wind blew his Taoist robe, he was so fat he was fat. The fat boy, now it seems, really has the demeanor of a doorman.

Ye Su has left the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the Protestantism he founded in the shabby alleys and huts has not fallen into decline, but is thriving at an unimaginable speed.

Because Chen Pipi is working hard to continue his career, and with the help of Jiange, from the official to the folk in the Southern Jin Dynasty, no one dares to block the preaching of Protestantism. As for those stubborn Taoists and priests who insist on allegiance to the Xiling Temple, Already in some dark nights, it became the corpse of Dazeli.

The grand scene of lectures at this time is a manifestation of the popularity of Protestantism in the Southern Jin Dynasty. Among the thousands of believers, there are old and young, poor people, and rich people with extraordinary wealth.

Chen Pippi today is talking about the new notes on the third volume of Xiling's teachings. The scriptures that were originally esoteric and difficult to understand and could only be explained and defined by the temple priests turned into the simplest and clearest words under his gentle voice analysis. The original meaning of the religious text is not lost, but there is a completely different interpretation from Xiling Temple.

At the end of the preaching, thousands of believers saluted Chen Pipi in front of the Taoist temple religiously, and then dispersed. According to the requirements of Protestantism, they want to show their devotion to Haotian and Protestantism, so the first thing to do is, It is to be kind to others, to be kind to yourself, and to live your own life well.

This requirement is very simple, so the promotion of Protestant doctrine is really easy. It seems to be the case when any religious belief first spreads.

Under the protection of several Jiange disciples and the Southern Jin army, Chen Pipi left the Taoist temple and walked towards the streets where he lived. The believers he met along the way respectfully avoided aside.

Back to the shabby room in the shanty alley, he looked at the blind sword pavilion standing by the window, while he got off his robe, he complained: "It is annoying to send so many people to follow each time." /

Liu Yiqing turned around, and the sunlight leaked through the window, illuminating his blindfolded white cloth. He smiled and said, "I heard that you have received more respect since you sent someone to follow."

"I don't know whether that is respect or fear."

Tangerine Pipi wiped the sweat off her body with a wet towel, and the white fat flesh was trembling. Where did she seem to feel like a fairy before the Taoist temple?

Liu Yiqing said: "Respect, to a large extent, comes from fear...such as attitude towards the temple."

Chen Pipi was silent for a while, threw the wet towel into the basin, and said: "I know what you want to say, if the temple really wants to kill me, you can't help it."

Any powerful organization is most afraid of internal divisions, or internal challengers. Ye Su’s Protestantism is undoubtedly the most vigilant object of the Xiling Temple. The Southern Jin Dynasty has endured the Xiling Temple pole. Under great pressure, they asked them to hand over the tangerine peel.

When Liu Bai died, Jiange and Xiling Temple became incomparable enemies. Of course, the Southern Jin Dynasty would not hand them over. The problem is that Xiling Temple might send someone into Linkang City at any time to kill Chen Pipi—now Chen Pipi Snow Mountain Qihai was locked up, just like a useless person, and he was no longer the cultivator genius back then-so Jiange was so nervous and sent so many people to protect him.

"As far as I know, the temple secretly sent a red-clothed priest into Linkang City and has already met the one in the palace. I am worried that the attitude of the Southern Jin imperial family will change." Liu Yiqing said.

Chen Pipi looked at him with a smile and said, "You have already killed an emperor anyway, so why not kill another."

Liu Yiqing said in a slightly astringent voice: "I can't kill all the Nanjin people."

After a moment of silence, Chen Pipi said, "Or, we can leave."

Liu Yiqing said: "What I want to ask is, when is the academy going to do it?"

Chen Pipi walked to him, looked at the sunset outside the window, and said, "I think it should be soon."

Liu Yiqing said: "Then I think, the temple should be ready soon."

Chen Pipi said: "Yes, my father will never miss this opportunity."

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