Bai Yue thought that he understood Gu Qingfeng's moves.
He thought that the young man was forcing Laoguai's black pieces to change with the white pieces, so that he could use Laoguai's change to make a move.
But after witnessing the fourth move, he realized that this was not the case.
The young man's white pieces weren't forced, not even once. Every change was voluntary. Bai Yue had been watching from the side the whole time. He also felt that it should be done this way. After making his move, he made sure that it wasn't a trap, nor was it a trap. He definitely wouldn't allow the opponent to take advantage of it.
There were even a few times when Laoguai Laoguai deliberately gave up the chance to change and deliberately messed up the layout. Even so, he still lost.
He still lost inexplicably. Even after losing, he was still confused and did not know what move he made wrong.
Looking carefully, he did not make a single wrong move, but he also felt that every move was wrong.
This was too strange!
It could not be any more strange.
Neither Laoguai Laoguai nor Bai Yue had encountered such a strange situation.
As for the young man, he had been sitting there leisurely with his legs crossed, leaning against the pillar of the pavilion. He was holding a jug of wine and had a smile on his face. He was very calm and collected.
No!
He was neither calm nor composed.
It was very casual.
When he was playing chess, he wasn't serious at all. It was as if he was just playing casually. He didn't care at all. It was as if he didn't put Old Monster Jin in his eyes from the very beginning.
"Do you still want to play?"
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand and took the pile of treasures beside Laoguai Laoguai, "If you don't want to play, then so be it. It's late, go back and rest."
Laoguai Laoguai did not have the capital to play anymore, nor did he dare to play anymore.
But this time, he had lost so much that he could not accept it!
Three high-grade Profound Grade Spirit Treasures, in addition to a pile of Spirit Treasure resources, these were already more than half of his belongings, and they were also things that he had painstakingly accumulated for a few hundred years. Some of these things had almost caused him to lose his life, and now they were all gone, all of them had fallen into the hands of this Golden Core Realm fellow.
Jin Laoguai was someone who had been through a lot, but he couldn't bear to lose more than half of his fortune in one go.
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was about to leave, Laoguai Jin stood up and shouted, "Wait, kid!"
"What's wrong? Gu Qingfeng looked at Laoguai Jin from head to toe and said, "You don't seem to have anything to bet, right?"
"Brat! How dare you look down on me? I don't have it on me, but that doesn't mean I don't have it at home! Wait here, I'll go back and get it now. "
"Forget it, gambling a little is good for the mood, gambling too much is bad for the body." Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Besides, I've won so many rounds that I'm embarrassed. Let's play another day, if there's a chance."
Laoguai Jin rushed in front of Gu Qingfeng and said, "No! You have to bet! "
"If you bet again, you'll still lose."
"Brat, don't be so smug!"
Laoguai Jin was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not your match, but that doesn't mean that the others in Five Color Mountain aren't your match."
"Oh? You're from Five Color Mountain? "
"You don't even know who I am?"
"I really don't know."
"Alright, kid, you've got guts. Wait here, I'll go back and get someone to bet with you!"
"Nine Extreme Solitary Elders of Five Color Mountain, each of them has a unique skill, and one of them is proficient in Go. What's his name? Cang Song? Don't tell me you're going to call him over to bet with me? "
Gu Qingfeng only knew Elder Ku Mu from Five Colored Mountain. As for the other eight, he had seen them before, but he didn't know them. As for Cang Song, who was proficient in chess, he had only seen him once or twice.
"My master doesn't have the time to play with a brat like you."
"Oh? You're Cang Song's disciple? So you're also one of the Eighteen Swords of Five Color Mountain? Excuse my disrespect. " Gu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Other than Cang Song, who else in the Five Colored Mountain is good at chess?"
"There are plenty. You just have to wait here!"
With that, Laoguai Jin left without looking back. Before leaving, he told Bai Yue to watch Gu Qingfeng and not let him run away.
Gu Qingfeng looked at the sky and saw that it was already late at night.
Gu Qingfeng stretched and sat back in the pavilion. He saw Bai Yue looking at him strangely and smiled, "I'm not a girl, do you have to stare at me like that?"
Bai Yue blushed and coughed to hide his embarrassment, "I'm Yuan Shu of the Primal Origin Sect, I haven't had the chance to ask you."
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Gu Qingfeng only said his surname.
Usually, it was rude and disrespectful, especially when the other party was a senior of the Primal Origin Sect. Bai Yue didn't feel comfortable with it, but he didn't say anything and just replied politely, "So it's Young Master Gu."
Late at night.
The disciples of Five Color Mountain were still busy with the blooming of the Five Color Flower.
When the Five Colored Flower bloomed, the Five Colored Spirit Veins under the Five Colored Mountain would also change. Just in case, all the formations on the Five Colored Mountain had to be adjusted again. This was the same every year.
But this year was different.
In addition to adjusting the formations, they also had to help Elder Gu Mu organize the scores.
This was not only the Five-colored Flower Festival, but also Elder Kumu's farewell ceremony. After this year, Elder Kumu would live in seclusion at the back of the mountain and would no longer care about anything. The reason why Elder Kumu shared the music scores he had collected throughout his life with everyone was to make some contributions to the music circle in the Great Northwest. After all, he was once one of the top music grandmasters in the Great Northwest.
At this moment.
In a garden on the Five Colored Mountain, two women were organizing a box of ancient music scores for Elder Deadwood.
One of the women wore green clothes. She had a kind of gentle and quiet beauty. Her beauty was elegant and refined. She was the leader of the Five Colored Mountain's younger generation, Qingxi.
The other woman looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old and was quite cute. She was her junior sister, Qinglian.
The two were carefully organizing the scores.
Some of these scores were very old, and some were damaged. Most of them had to be rewritten. Fortunately, after being busy for so many days, it was almost time for him to finish.
"Senior Sister, do you think Grand Martial Uncle will really live in seclusion?"
Qinglian nodded.
"Will we be able to see Grand Martial Uncle in the future?"
"Silly girl, Grand Martial Uncle is only living in seclusion, not leaving. He just doesn't care about the outside world."
"Ah, then will Grand Martial Uncle still care about our Five Color Mountain?"
"Maybe."
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