C2 (1/2)
The old Daoist Priest was wearing a shabby blue Daoist robe. This Daoist robe was old, and had already been washed until it had turned white. Under the pure white snow was an aged face, and only a few strands of white hair floated along with the cold wind.
Not long after, the group of four arrived in front of the stone table that the Daoist Priest was sitting on. Behind the four, Hu, who was on the right side saw that the Daoist Priest's movements were suspicious, and quickly rushed to the front of Young General to protect him: ”Who are you, what business do you have?” His voice was loud and clear, and his words carried an intimidating aura even though he was not angry.
The Young General called out softly. ”third brother Hu” with his right hand held down Hu Youlin's hand that was on the blade, he calmly dismounted and walked up to the Daoist with a courteous bow and said, ”I, Wei Qingfeng, have given this old man my regards. May I know where you are from and where you are going?”
When the Young General Wei saw this old white haired Taoist dressed in sloppiness, he did not mind his strange behavior. He thought to himself, ”Isn't my master the same as you, always cutting firewood and fishing on the South Mountain?” Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth revealed a slight smile. Unknowingly, he also had the intention of getting close to this old Daoist.
The Daoist looked at Wei Qingfeng for a while before nodding his head, ”Not bad, Young General is indeed a good person. A few days ago, poverty-stricken people heard someone praising you, and this poverty-stricken people still has some doubts, not bad, not bad.” After saying this, the Daoist actually stroked his white beard. However, that beard was indeed too sparse.
Wei Qingfeng slightly smiled, and bowed as he said: ”This old man has travelled a thousand miles to see junior, is there anything you need from me?”
The Daoist laughed, ”That's right, poverty-stricken people is here to make a bet with you. I wonder if Young General is interested in making a bet with poverty-stricken people? ”
Wei Qingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really didn't think that this old senior who traveled thousands of miles just wanted to gamble with him. Could it be that this old senior was a person who loved to gamble like he was his life?
Behind him, Ren Boan could not hold it in and shouted: ”Old Taoist, you have come to cause trouble for us? Why must my Young General's young hero make a bet with you? ”
Wei Qingfeng waved his hand, stopping Brother Ren, then turned and asked: ”I wonder what kind of gamble old senior plans?”
The Taoist reached behind him and took out a chess board, and then took out a few black and white chess pieces from his pocket. Seeing this, Wei Qingfeng thought to himself: So you want to play chess with me. Just as he was about to humble himself and say a few words, he saw that the Daoist had placed the Go board on the stone table, grabbed onto countless of sub disks and casually threw them away. Wei Qingfeng did not understand why he placed all of Black White Children on the board so casually.
After throwing more than a hundred of them on the board, some scattered, some falling, the Taoist laughed out loud, stroking his remaining beard, he extended his left palm and patted the stone table, and with a bang, all of the pieces on the board stood up, and then fell back down, looking carefully, all the pieces were crisscrossed, lined up orderly, it was a perfect mess.
When Wei Qingfeng and the other three saw this, they were shocked, and thought to themselves: This old man is indeed an expert in seclusion.
Lei Peng and Hu Youlin were originally standing behind Wei Qingfeng, but at this time, they also took a quick step forward in front of Wei Qingfeng with knife handle in their hands. He thought for a while: ”Look at this old Daoist's move. If he wants to violently wound someone, I wonder if the Brother Wei can take it.”
Wei Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, and laughed: ”Is the elder trying to fight with me for a round?”