Chapter 466: Everything in the novel is a lie
“Play...play chess...”
Fu Qingzhou sat down at the stone table, already scratching his head.
The nineteen vertical and nineteen horizontal chessboard and the black and white chess pieces are clearly Go.
But just in case, he still asked.
"Well, what are the rules of our chess game? It won't mean that the five pieces are connected in a line, right?" Fu Qingzhou blinked.
"Haha, of course not."
Yuan Guan smiled and said: "The chessboard has nineteen vertical and horizontal pieces, and there are three hundred and sixty black and white stones. The black stone goes first, and both sides take turns to move, and there is no stone. You can place your pieces at any place; the one with the most encircled territory will win, and the one with no energy will win... The overall situation is determined by calculating the ground."
"Okay, it is indeed Go." Fu Qingzhou sighed: " Even though I have learned it, I only know a few rules..."
As he said that, he cast a look for help at Yuan Zhen: "Brother Zhen, do you know how to do it?"
"Donor Fu..."
Yuanzhen gave a wry smile: "The poor monk has focused on practicing since childhood and has never learned chess."
"..." Fu Qingzhou asked again in his mind : "Old man, what about you? You are so knowledgeable and talented, you should be able to play chess, right? Why don't you come and help me play?"
"Me?"
Smoker said lazily: " You're overthinking it, I'm not interested in this thing at all... Of course, with my ability, it's not a problem to help you calculate the counter, but if the old monk opposite is really a chess master, I will definitely not be able to win."< br>
Fu Qingzhou sighed deeply.
On this side, Yuan Guan stretched out his hand to invite you in a graceful manner: "Donor, I am a guest from afar, so you will go first with black."
Fu Qingzhou had no choice but to extend his hand to the chess piece. The basket pinched a sunspot and slowly landed on the star in the upper right corner.
Yuan Guan smiled, pinched Bai Zi, and then dropped it.
This piece falls on the small head...a very simple and common opening strategy.
Fu Qingzhou pursed his lips, frowned, and the sunspot in his hand seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds.
He tried to search for those ancient Go skills from the depths of his memory... But he really didn't put much effort into this area. Even if he went back to his previous life, I'm afraid a primary school student who had studied Go seriously for several months would , you can beat him.
Yuan Guan is completely different.
The old monk always kept a smile and took his time every time he made a move.
He did not adopt any exquisite chess formations or chess records. He just followed black and white and placed white pieces one after another.
But in the blink of an eye, Fu Qingzhou lost several coins inexplicably... He didn't even understand how Yuanguan did it.
After a while, the black and white pieces were intertwined on the chessboard. Yuan Guan's territory was stable and orderly, while the black pieces seemed a bit scattered and chaotic.
"No, I will definitely lose if this continues."
Fu Qingzhou held the chess piece in his hand and did not let it go for a long time: "How about giving him some strange moves?"
>Looking at Yuan Guan's effortless performance, Fu Qingzhou suddenly remembered the plot he had seen in "Dragon Babu" in his previous life - Xu Zhu faced the Zhenlong chess game, and Taeko seemed to have a magical stroke to break the game.
With a thought in his mind, he tried to imitate Xu Zhu's technique and casually dropped a piece on the chessboard.
After the piece fell, Yuan Guan said "Huh?", looking a little confused.
"Oh?"
Fu Qingzhou was delighted: "Is there a chance?"
But soon, the smoker's curse sounded in his mind: "Is there something wrong with you? Don’t you think you lost fast enough?”
Yuan Guan also wondered: "Donor Fu, this choice is so unreasonable... Do you need to think about it and make a new choice?"
Fu Qingzhou covered his face.
Fairy tales are all lies...
He shamelessly picked up the chess piece just now and coughed dryly: "My hand slipped, my hand slipped. I actually wanted to play here... ..."
As he said that, he settled down again in a polite manner.
The situation returned to its original state again.
It’s just that Fu Qingzhou started to come down slower and slower...
“Old guy, help me!”
He shouted in his mind: "You can see that there is something wrong with my move. At least you are better than me!"
"This old monk's chess style is too stable." Yan Gui said quietly: "I am definitely not his opponent."
"That's better than me?"
Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "Even if we lose, we have to lose a little better, right?"
"Well... you make sense."
The smoker was finally persuaded: "Hey, listen to me, three vertical and nine horizontal..."
Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and settled down as he said. "Huh?"
Yuan Guan let out a light sigh, and for the first time a serious look appeared on his face.
After thinking for a moment, he gently dropped Bai Zi.
After the Smoker was silent for a long time, he continued: "Next...seven vertically and sixteen horizontally."
Fu Qingzhou did not hesitate and immediately followed the Smoker's instructions and made another move.
Gradually, the game that he had just slowed down sped up little by little.
The smoker is not familiar with Go, but after all, it has a mysterious soul strength. To put it simply, the "CPU" that supports calculations is particularly powerful. It relies on mental calculations to forcefully support the game. .
In contrast, Yuan Guan quickly adapted to the "new opponent".
Of course, in the old monk's opinion, it was probably just Fu Qingzhou who had changed his approach.
As for Yuan Zhen... he couldn't understand, so he just stood aside with a nervous look on his face.
Not long after, the black and white pieces occupied less than half of the chessboard.
Although Fu Qingzhou is not good at chess, he can at least understand the situation - although he managed to regain some disadvantages by relying on the guidance of the smoker before, Yuanguan's chess is too stable, as majestic as a mountain or a sea. He moved and soon gained the upper hand bit by bit.
"It can't go on like this..."
He muttered in his mind again.
"What else do you want? Point your finger at me to win?" Smoker cursed: "My soul is smoking! This old monk is so damn powerful, there is no way I can beat him!"< br>
"This is a big grudge between me and Jin Chan Temple!"
Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and said: "How about we think of something else? Isn't this monk only in the fifth realm? Why don't you make trouble? Interfering with him?”
“Bah, I think so!” Yan Gui said, “Didn’t I say that this hall is connected with his soul, and Buddhism is very strong here. If I want to cause trouble, I’m afraid I won’t do it on the spot. It’s over!”
“…”
Fu Qingzhou had a sad face and was very sad.
Of course, "losing looks better" just now was just an excuse. He still hoped that the smoker could win against Yuan Guan.
After all, isn’t that what’s written in novels? The protagonist's grandfather is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If he encounters a chess game like this, he can win with just a few pointers...
Oh, this is not "The Soul of Chess"...
It has been tea time since Yuan Guan just made his move, but the sunspot in Fu Qingzhou's hand is still tightly squeezed, even wet with sweat from his hands.
The smoker... also didn't speak for a long time.
It also seemed to be in deep thought.
Fu Qingzhou was a little anxious. He almost subconsciously put his hand into his arms and touched around on the things he always had, wondering if he could be of some help.
"Hey, Ming Jian Zhi Shi Pai...Old man, you are possessed by it, can you help me more?"
He touched the jade tablet and asked.
The smoker sighed: "It's not a fight, it's useless."
"Oh..." Fu Qingzhou was disappointed and continued to touch around.
Suddenly, his fingers touched something cold and hard, and then his eyebrows felt itchy!
Fu Qingzhou was deeply impressed by this itchy feeling. The last time he looked at Xuanxing Shente, a third eye grew directly. This was how he felt!
"Holy crap, I just touched the magic iron?! I didn't even look at it anymore, why did it have eyes again?!"
Fu Qingzhou was shocked.
Right now, there are enemies everywhere in Jin Chan Temple. If the secret of Shen Tie is exposed, it will be extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, he did not express his fear, and his face still maintained a frowning and thoughtful expression, but the hand stretched out in his arms had already been retracted, and then he slowly raised it to his forehead, blocking the area above his eyebrows. parts.
The next second, a strange feeling came from the palm - the third eye had grown again.
"Alas, at this time..."
Fu Qingzhou sighed in his heart.
But just a moment later, his eyes widened!
In his eyes, an illusory tree actually "grew" on the ordinary chessboard!
Yuan Guan on the other side of the stone table, Yuan Zhen on the side, and even the smoker... didn't react at all.
They can't see this "big tree".
When Fu Qingzhou raised his eyes and looked at the "big tree", every time his eyes fell on a branch, a possibility of the chess game changing appeared in his mind!
At this time, he could clearly see the direction of every chess move, and every possible change extended like a branch, forming an intricate chess game tree!
These changes are no longer flat and linear, but three-dimensional and all-round, as if the entire chess game space is presented before his eyes!
The third eye covered by his hand blinked, blinked, and blinked, taking in all of this through the gaps between his fingers.
(End of this chapter)