Global Games: Old Chess Players

There are two changes in the third-tier old chess players.

First of all, the chess domain has a blocking effect - today's chess domain can prohibit "all players" and "some monsters" from leaving the chess domain. The reason why there are some monsters is because it is unrealistic to lock the world boss up.

Secondly, a new combat system has been opened for chess players, called "Chess Combination Skill". combo technique".

An Senlu felt that this system was weak at first, and it probably wouldn't work in actual combat.

Later, he thought about it again, if he really did something big, such as making a combination of two final-level chess types in the world boss battle, maybe it would really have a miraculous effect?

Wooden huts in the town of Liukan in the early morning of March 3.

"My current chess piece..." An Senlu yawned, stared at the chess library and sighed, "No matter how you look at it, you can't use a combo skill, right?"

He got up to wash up, and during that time, he received a message from Jiang Yijie, saying that he was invited to play in the billiard room around Beijing, and that it was a private room, no one would notice him, so he didn't have to worry.

The other party talked about this, and An Senlu didn't refuse. After washing up, he put on his hat and mask, and took a trip around Beijing with travel tickets.

"Yo, Captain."

An Senlu leaned on the telephone pole and greeted without raising his head.

"Need to be so tightly covered?"

Jiang Yijie had a warm voice. He also wore a mask and hat, but he also had an extra pair of sunglasses.

"Please, Captain, do you have the right to say something about me?" An Senlu complained.

"At this juncture, I met you and was seen, how troublesome is it?"

"Let's go, the billiard room."

After a while, the two entered an underground bar, Jiang Yijie asked the boss for a private room, the boss nodded when he heard his voice, he seemed to be an old acquaintance.

Walking into the room and closing the door, An Senlu immediately took off his hat and mask to take a breath of fresh air.

"So, what do you want to ask me about last night?" He asked.

"You made a move to settle the out-of-control incident in Tokyo, which brought a lot of good responses. The positive feedback on the Internet is very good, so it will be easier for you to join the national team in the future."

After a pause, Jiang Yijie continued: "But...you didn't kill those five sequence players directly, but handed them over to the Japanese national team?"

"I'm not a murderer, my mind is still very rational." An Senlu was speechless.

He thought to himself that if it were the principal and An Senlu, those five trashy bastards would have died a thousand times. Compared with them, my buddies are simply saints among saints.

"It's pretty good, at least it saved a wave of impressions in the hearts of the people." Jiang Yijie smiled, "Originally, when they heard that you tore off Lorenzo's right hand, they completely classified you as a crazy monster in their hearts gone."

"That's just acting..." Anson Lu bent down, his eyes were parallel to the pool cue, "If Lorenzo and I really fought without acting, then he would not only lose one arm."

"Knowing that you are amazing, I think it would be nice to take advantage of this juncture and directly announce that the Beacon of Hell will join the national team."

"No, it's still not safe enough, let's talk about it after two rounds of dungeons."

"Well... you still don't trust us enough."

"Not really, I just want to minimize your pressure."

"Okay, have a cup of coffee? My treat." Jiang Yijie picked up the menu and pen.

"Yes, but I need to add some fermented milk, otherwise it will be too bitter to drink like traditional Chinese medicine." An Senlu shot out vigorously.

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Yijie was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's always at this time that I realize that you are just a student who has just grown up, and the world is really too magical."

boom……

The ball went into the hole with a crisp sound.

"Don't I have to wear a red scarf to remind you that I'm a student?" An Senlu complained while handing the pool cue to Jiang Yijie.

"That's not the case." Jiang Yijie laughed at himself.

"Speaking of which, is there that kind..." Anson Lu asked, "Jamaica Blue Mountain coffee?"

"I thought you don't drink coffee, but you know this brand name?"

"I heard from the principal that he was tricked into buying a counterfeit bag, and he happily showed it off to me."

"Hmm... that sounds pretty pathetic."

"It's quite pitiful, but he has brought the blame on himself. He has done those shitty things. It's not surprising that any bad luck makes him meet."

"Honestly, I can't imagine you standing on the opposite side of humanity, even for a while."

"No need to imagine, I'm standing beside you, Captain."

"That sentence is really reassuring."

"Speaking of which, I still need some materials." An Senlu put his hands into his pockets and coughed.

"Oh, so that's the intention..." Jiang Yijie was taken aback, "I need it again just the next day?"

"Well, what is needed this time is a thousand rare-level materials, and twenty specific legendary-level materials."

"It's a headache, but there's nothing I can do about you."

"The twenty legendary materials I need are called 'Sage Stones'. If you can, please help me get them. This is very important to me."

Jiang Yijie sighed softly, leaned down, and shot the club cautiously and slowly: "Of course, we are a cooperative relationship, Ansenlu." With a "bang", the club head hit the billiard ball, and the ball bounced off.

"No, we should be considered friends?" An Senlu leaned against the wall, playing with his phone.

Jiang Yijie put down his cue and smiled warmly, "Not bad."

thump—

The ball goes in the hole.

…………

…………

In the middle of the night on March 3th, An Senlu was woken up by the sound of a "ding" text message. This is due to the fact that his hearing became more and more acute as his level got higher and higher.

He picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the mobile phone.

A message from Chu Qimo said: "President, if you haven't slept yet, do you want to go to the mountain to exercise together? I just want to talk to you about something."

An Senlu was stunned for a while, looked at the time in a daze, and complained in his heart: Mr. Chu, is there something wrong with your brain, or is something wrong with my brain, this is two o'clock in the middle of the night, hello?

Soon, Chu Qimo sent another message.

"Forget it, I'm sorry to bother you, President, I was just on a whim."

Anson Lu lay back and covered his eyes with his arms.

After a long while, he couldn't help sighing softly, opened his eyes, got up from the bed decisively, got off the bed, put on his shoes, and lowered his head to reply a message on his mobile phone.

"Mr. Chu, I just saw the message, wait for me in the square."

After sending the message, he opened the closet, put on a thick blue padded jacket, a hat and woolen gloves, looking like a big chubby man, walking into the snowy night with clumsy steps.

Soon, he saw Chu Qimo in the square, the unscrupulous teacher who encouraged students to stay up late, hugging his elbows, carrying a sword bag, leaning against the wall of the square building, waiting for An Senlu.

"Yo, you haven't slept so late?"

"I can't sleep, I just want to talk to you about something."

"Okay, I just haven't slept yet." An Senlu let out a breath of white air, and let out a panic casually.

"Let's go to the mountains and talk."

"Okay, President."

The two walked through the gray morning fog and walked up the mountain along the path. An Senlu put his hands into the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket and said, "How was the last round of dungeon?"

"It's easy, there's nothing difficult."

"That's good."

"I want to talk to you about my past."

"What happened in the past, you asked me to use it as a tree hole in the middle of the night?" An Sen Lu laughed.

In fact, he was also interested in what kind of environment Chu Qimo lived in before to form such a strange character, which can be said to be incompatible with modern society.

"President, you usually go to bed late, so I also think of you."

"Go ahead."

"I was abandoned by my parents when I was born, and the master who taught me swordsmanship took me in and took me to live in Huashan, so I lived in an isolated environment from childhood to adulthood, focusing on practicing swordsmanship day after day .”

"Oh, then your master must be some kind of worldly expert, he won't be a descendant of Wudang, right?" An Senlu teased.

"My master is indeed very strong. I have never won against him since I was a child. We have been living alone until I was 12 years old. The master took in a girl who was also abandoned."

"This master is really kind. He adopted you, taught you swordsmanship, and even gave you a girlfriend?"

"That's not the case. That girl is one year younger than me, but she suffers from a very serious disease, can only live in a wheelchair, and will die soon." Chu Qimo said, "I accompanied the master I went down the mountain to seek a doctor who could save her life, but in the end I couldn’t find her, because her symptoms were so strange that no local doctor could cure her.”

"And then?" An Senlu touched his nose.

"Then, the three of us, Master, and she, traveled all over the country together, visited hospitals in cities big and small, but still couldn't find a way to treat her."

Chu Qimo lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

"In that year, every time we went to a new city, my master and I would make money by performing arts, drawing swords and so on. Because of the strange attire, we were often scolded as stinking Taoist priests and stinking magic sticks, but the wheelchair The girl always smiles happily every time. She told me that the outside world is really big. Because of this strange disease, she was locked up by her parents at home since she was a child, and she couldn't even go to school. Thanks to her parents who abandoned her , she can meet me and master, and travel with us."

Ansenlu put his hands behind his head and looked up at the Norwegian night sky.

"Later, did you save her?" He didn't like to ask questions very much, because of the existence of super intuition, he already knew the answers before asking many questions.

But every time he knew the answer, he would always ask, as if expecting his intuition to be wrong once.

"She's dead."

Chu Qimo's voice was very soft and calm.

"We finally went back to Mount Hua. She woke up early with me every day. Before the sun came out, she moved the wheelchair to my side and watched me practice the sword. She said it was very interesting."

"At that time, I asked her, would Huashan be boring? If you want, we two can go on the trip together without telling the master. She shook her head and told me...it turns out that the beauty is not in this world, but in the world." My master and I are by my side every day."

"She was crying, crying very loudly. It was the first time I saw her cry in the year and a half of our acquaintance. She was smiling so happily every day before, as if she didn't even know that she was going to die."

"After she died, I got up on time every morning to practice swords, as if she was still looking at me in the sky, smiling at me in a wheelchair and saying..."

When Chu Qimo said this, his voice became a little hoarse, "Brother, you are really good at this sword."

The tip of Anson's deer's nose is a little sour.

He thought to himself, Mr. Chu, so you also have this kind of past, no wonder you have to be close to women, you are usually as rigid as a robot, and you only know how to practice swords every day.

"Do you know, president." Chu Qimo said slowly, "Later, I was kicked out of Mount Hua by my master, who said I should be on my own. , continuing the same life."

After a pause, he continued:
"Until...then one day, I began to find that I couldn't get up in the morning. It seemed that it was the first time in ten years that I didn't get up at four o'clock in the morning to practice swords."

"When?"

"After I met you, that night, I played cards with you all night."

"Oh, I remembered, when you were on the rock?"

"Well, I had a good time." Chu Qimo said, "When I woke up the next day, I felt a little guilty. The habit that had lasted for several years was broken. I always felt that she would never look at me again."

An Senlu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"But I think...it's actually quite good. People always have to look forward." Chu Qimo said softly, "When I was with you, I felt that the loneliness, pain, and obsession in the past All slowly dissolving.

I was thinking, it turns out that people can have such a happy life.

I was thinking, can I forgive myself, can I forgive myself for not being able to save her at that time.

I was thinking, the girl in the wheelchair doesn't want me to live like a machine every day, I am very happy now, I have friends who can quarrel with each other, and it is no longer just a sword. "

An Senlu was silent for a long time, and said affirmatively:
"For sure, she will be happy and proud of you in heaven."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

"If that's the case, that's fine."

"Please! It must be so, Mr. Chu, what are you fussing about with that girl, this is not like you." An Senlu said, bumping Chu Qimo's shoulder.

Now, they had reached the top of the mountain and stood on the edge of the cliff. Standing here, they could have a panoramic view of Liukan Town, even if it was covered by morning fog, it didn't matter.

But after a while, a ray of morning light pierced the drowsy world, passed through the clouds in the sky, and shone on the cliff. Behind the two of them was the snowy forest, and in front of them was the northern town surrounded by mountains.

An Senlu glanced at his watch and reminded: "Mr. Chu, it's already five o'clock in the morning, don't you still want to practice sword?"

Chu Qimo raised his eyes and looked at the sky at dawn.

An Senlu turned his head to look at him, wondering what this Huashan weirdo was up to, wouldn't he jump off a cliff and commit suicide in a blink of an eye?Or do you want to pull yourself to die in love to pay homage to the soul of the junior sister?
At this moment, Chu Qimo suddenly spoke.

"No more practice, President, let's go back."

"Hey, we finally climbed to the top of the mountain." An Senlu was startled, wondering in his heart that this guy used the sword practice as an excuse to pull himself to climb the mountain?
"Let's talk about it next time." Chu Qimo's cheeks were shrouded in the morning light, "I'm sorry, President, I pulled you over in the middle of the night and said a lot of sentimental words on my own."

"Okay, what's the big deal, then let's go back."

"Does it really matter?"

"Actually, I lied to you. I slept soundly before, and I was woken up by your message." An Senlu sighed, "I have already scolded Baolong and Crow for crying, and I suggest that you go back, Mr. Chu. Then write a [-]-character letter of reflection and hand it in to me.”

"I'm really sorry, President, I will definitely not send you messages in the middle of the night in the future."

An Senlu looked at Chu Qimo's serious look, and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, it's not surprising that you don't understand the world because you just left Huashan not long ago."

"Okay, thank you for your understanding."

"I'm almost sleepy, why don't you carry me back?"

"That's fine, but you have a sled..."

"Oh, it makes sense." An Senlu suspected that he was sleepy and stupid.

He quickly called for the Christmas sleigh. He originally wanted to go down the mountain in the sleigh, but Chu Qimo said he wanted to walk back alone. An Senlu was really afraid that this buddy would suddenly be overwhelmed, so he simply came down and walked with him again.

"President, you really don't sit in the snow..."

"It's noisy, shut up."

Anson Lu said viciously.

"……OK."

Chu Qimo carried the sword bag on his back and smiled slightly.

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