The counterattack of the villains

Chapter 87
Su Xinghe's complexion changed, he shook his head in disappointment, his gaze towards Li Mu was no longer so enthusiastic.

Seeing this, Li Mu smiled and said, "It turns out that Mr. Zhenlong was not responsible for this game. Does Mr. think that I don't know how to play chess at all, and that's why he played such a bad chess game?"

Su Xinghe's expression changed when he heard the words, and he looked at Li Mu puzzled.

But I heard Li Mu explain: "Didn't Mr. see that in this situation, Zhenlong needs to see through the eight characters 'gain is loss, loss is gain' in order to put her to death and survive?"

"The person who set up this Zhenlong game is really a genius. This chess game is full of changes, and it is done according to the person. Those who love money make mistakes because of greed, and those who are irritable make bad things because of anger."

"If this game of chess is entangled in winning or losing, it will never be possible to crack it. Only after breaking it can we have a chance."

Listening to Li Mu's explanation, Su Xinghe's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Wu Yazi suddenly opened his eyes in the three wooden houses, with a look of excitement on his face.

Su Xinghe couldn't wait to fill in Li Mu himself, and took off a large piece of white stone that he squeezed to death, and then filled in a black stone.

After placing this chess piece, Su Xinghe couldn't help but said: "Mr. Li, you killed one of your own chess pieces, and the black chess piece makes a tight move, how do you respond?"

In this era, "gongzi" is used to refer to unmarried men, while married men are generally high-ranking officials.

Ruan Xingzhu heard Su Xinghe speak at first, and said in surprise: "Isn't Mr. a deaf-mute? Why..."

Su Xinghe waved his hands, and said eagerly: "That's not important, Mr. Li, please settle down."

Li Mu didn't say much when he saw this, he picked up a chess piece calmly, and played it in the empty space left by the white pieces just because of suicide.

Su Xinghe's eyes were bright, but this move made a lot of sense.

Over the past ten years, Su Xinghe has thoroughly disassembled the hundreds of variations of this game of chess, no matter how the opponent plays, they cannot go beyond the range he has dismantled.

But Li Mu made one move as soon as he came up, like a strange chess game, but it made the situation suddenly clear.

Although black still has a huge advantage, white has room to turn around, and is no longer tied up like before, focusing on one thing and losing another.

This kind of move was unprecedented for him, this time he thought for a long time before he made a move.

Li Mu still had a smile on his face, and responded casually. The two made moves one after another, and after more than ten moves, White had already gained the upper hand.

The expression on Su Xinghe's face was both joyful and anxious.

Joy is because the chess game is finally about to be cracked, and anxiety is due to the instinct of the player who is about to lose.

After a few more moves, the situation is completely reversed, no matter how black moves, it will be taken by white.

But if the black piece lets go of a way out, then the white piece breaks out of the encirclement. At that time, there is no other world, and there is nothing to do with it.

After Su Xinghe thought for a while, and finally settled down, Li Mu said with a smile: "Senior, this game is so precious that it's just broken."

After finishing the last move, Su Xinghe stared at the chessboard for a long time, then suddenly looked up to the sky and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha... Mr. Li is a man of great talent. My family teacher has set up this situation. For ten years, no one can solve it. Even the old man himself can't solve it. Mr. Li has solved this situation. I am very grateful."

He got up and gave Li Mu a deep bow, and without waiting for Li Mu to return the salute, he walked to his side, grabbed his wrist, and walked towards the wooden house.

"Come, come, Mr. Li, come into the room and have a talk."

Ruan Xingzhu hurriedly followed, Su Xinghe dragged Li Mu to the front of the three wooden houses without a door, and raised a palm to make a hole.

"Mr. Li, please come in. There is still a door panel inside. Please open it yourself. Mrs. Li, please wait outside the house."

Li Mu asked Su Xinghe, "Sir, won't you go in?"

Su Xinghe smiled and said: "The old man doesn't need to go in, Mr. Li invites you, and there is a chance to meet you in the room."

When Li Mu saw this, he said to Ruan Xingzhu: "Then sister Zhu, you can wait here for a while!"

"Ah."

Li Mu turned back and entered the room. After walking a distance of more than ten feet, there was indeed another plank wall. He slapped it open with his palm, and entered another door, and he came to an empty room.

"I've been waiting for ten years, and it's finally here! Come here quickly."

A kind voice came, and Li Muxun moved forward, turned a corner, and finally saw the speaker.

Wu Yazi was 20 years old when he died 93 years later, and he is only in his 70s now.

But there is not much difference. If the internal strength of the Xiaoyao School does not dissipate, the appearance will not change much. The deeper the internal strength, the longer it can be maintained.

Today's Wu Yazi has long fluttering beards, none of them are gray, his face is like a crown jade, and there is not even the slightest wrinkle.

Although his whole body is paralyzed and he can only maintain a cross-legged posture by being bound by a rope, he is still in high spirits and has a leisurely demeanor.

Li Mu stepped forward to salute and said: "Junior Li Mu, pay respects to senior."

Wu Yazi looked Li Mu up and down, and said with great satisfaction, "Okay, okay."

He said "Hello" three times in a row, and then he continued: "His appearance is extraordinary, his bearing is extraordinary, he can break through the Zhenlong that I set up, and his intelligence is also very important, okay, very good."

Li Mudao: "The Zhenlong assigned by the senior? So, Wu Yazi, who lived in seclusion with that 'Sister Qiushui' in the blessed land of Langhuan in Wuliang Mountain, is the senior?"

Wu Yazi asked in surprise: "Have you been to Langhuan Blessed Land?"

Li Mu nodded and said, "Yes, back then when I was playing in Wuliang Mountain, I found a blessed place in a hidden place, and obtained a peerless skill called 'Beiming Shengong' in it."

"In that blessed land, this junior has seen the Zhenlong chess game carved on the stone wall."

Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment, and wondered, "Is there no one in Langhuan Paradise?"

Li Mu shook his head and said, "No, when I entered Langhuan blessed land, it had been vacant for many years."

"There is only one girl named Qiushui, who left a chance there, which is Beiming Divine Art, and a set of Lingbo Weibu."

Hearing this, Wu Yazi couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly said: "So, you have learned the Beiming Divine Art? That would be really great."

In this way, there will be no problem for him to impart the exercises.

Who knew that Li Mu shook his head and said: "I have my own inheritance, and I haven't practiced Beiming Divine Art. The one who practiced this art is my wife."

Wu Yazi was stunned, and said disappointedly: "Why don't you practice? Could it be that the Beiming Divine Art is not comparable to the inheritance you have?"

Li Mu didn't answer this question, but just smiled slightly, silently using the Nine Suns Divine Art, a two-foot-thick purple air immediately floated outside his body.

Wu Yazi couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Li Mu in disbelief.

This person is young, and his skill is unfathomable, not even inferior to his own.

He couldn't help asking in surprise: "What kind of exercise do you practice?"

Li Mu accepted the merit and said seriously: "Nine Suns Divine Art was created by Bodhidharma himself, and the younger generation also learned it by chance. Even Shaolin Temple doesn't have this skill."

This era is too far away from the era of fighting wine monks, and the Nine Suns Divine Art needs a source, so he simply reported the setting of the old version of Yitian.

(End of this chapter)