Infinity Throne

The wooden door opened naturally.

Yi Lin didn't even bother to use this pretentious trick, but she didn't expect that the other party would still use it.

Yi Lin sighed.

Jian Nanchun was outside the door and did not enter. He cupped his hands and left on his own.

Before leaving, Jian Nanchun glanced at Yi Lin, as if to say: Junior brother Lin, please wish for yourself.

In front of Jian Nanchun, Yi Lin expressionlessly took out "Jian Nanchun No. 2" and slashed the knife to express her longing for senior brother Jian Nanchun.

Inside the door were two old men with gray hair and childlike faces.

The yard was covered with purple flowers, and the petals fell and covered the ground.

As the breeze blows, petals everywhere are curling and relaxing.

In the corner of the courtyard, there is a bare old tree, which is in sharp contrast to the flowers all over the yard.

Two old men are playing chess.

On one side of the chessboard, a soft futon was placed in advance, as if waiting for Yi Lin to take a seat.

really.

The two old men didn't even look at Yi Lin. They just stared at the empty chessboard. At the same time, they stretched out their hands, pointed at the futon beside them, and said at the same time:

"sit."

Yi Lin sat down obediently.

What can I do if I don’t sit down?

Turn around and run?

Not so rebellious.

After Yi Lin sat down, she began to look around.

The layout of the courtyard is clear at a glance, the courtyard is elegant, and the decoration of the villa is simple, nothing special.

But the appearance of the two old men made Yi Lin pay attention.

At first he thought he was face blind,

But if she looked carefully, Yi Lin realized that it wasn't her fault, but that the two old men looked exactly alike.

This "mao" is not an exaggeration.

Not only the appearance of the two old men, but also the thickness, direction, bangs, and bun of the eyebrows are all exactly the same, as if they were printed from a template, which is a bit interesting.

Even if they are twins, the two of them are like mirror images, which is a bit exaggerated.

Yi Lin sat down cross-legged without making any comment, quietly waiting for the next event.

The two old men were very satisfied with Yi Lin's performance.

They had also received other disciples they liked in the past.

But after these disciples arrived, they glanced left and right, acting like country bumpkins who had never seen the world, making them want to slap them in the face to make them feel embarrassed.

But Lin Yi was very calm and admirable.

It's just that these two compatriots, the elderly, didn't take it seriously.

At this time.

The old man sitting on Yi Lin's right looked at Yi Lin with a smile and asked softly: "Lin Yi, do you know chess?"

Yi Lin was not sure before.

But when the old man asked, Yi Lin understood.

Sure enough, you are the shameless ones!

They mentioned Yi Lin's name in one breath. Jian Nanchun didn't mention it, and Yi Lin didn't mention it either. It seemed that the two twins were monks who used their spiritual senses to spy on Yi Lin all day long.

"Ahem, I understand a little bit."

Yi Lin coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment. Although she felt that the two of them were shameless, it was better not to show this emotion.

In fact, Yi Rin is not being modest.

To be honest, he really knows a little bit about "a thing or two".

That is... to the extent that he barely understands the rules and the next one or two pieces.

But knowing a little bit about it doesn't mean that if Yi Lin really gets down, it would be weak.

Go is a test of game thinking and overall situation.

The more insidious a person is, the more accomplished they are at Go, and they can trick people to death.

White stones and black stones, in a chessboard game, isn't it just a trap to kill the opponent?

After the two asked this question and got the answer they wanted, they stopped asking more questions and started playing chess.

"Snapped."

The old man on the right falls down holding a white piece.

The old man on the left started to fight back.

Yi Lin did not judge whether the two old men were good at chess or not, but at least they played chess very fast, leaving almost no room for thinking.

Half an hour later, the chessboard was clearly black and white, and the winner was determined.

White loses.

One move away.

"Crash."

All the black and white pieces floated up from the chessboard on their own and fell into the jade bowls beside them.

The two of them did not ask Yi Lin how he played, nor did they ask Yi Lin whether he understood. What was outrageous was that they did not even look at Yi Lin again. After putting away the black and white stones, the second round was seamlessly connected and the battle continued.

Another round of fighting.

This time, it was the turn of the old man on the left, Heizi, to go first.

Another half hour.

Blackie loses.

One move away.

Game 3.

White moves first.

White loses.

Still one step behind.

The fourth game...

The fifth game...

Yi Lin watched five games in a row.

He had already seen the clues.

I see.

After five rounds, Yi Lin sat down from early morning to noon. Without moving a step, the discs in her lumbar vertebrae started to hurt.

At the beginning of the sixth game, Yi Lin stopped watching the game and started reading in front of the two old men with a secret book.

What makes people angry is that what Yi Lin is reading is not the family secret book, nor the secret book of Tianjian Sect, but the Buddhist introductory book "Qingming Mantra" given by Zen Master Ku Ye.

really,

The two old men who were focused on playing chess were distracted and began to play randomly.

Their eyes drifted towards Yi Lin from time to time.

He seemed to be wondering, how dare this boy openly read Buddhist classics on the territory of the Taoist Supreme?

Who gave you the courage?

Although they peeked from time to time, they learned that Yi Lin had several classics on her body.

But reading Buddhist classics in front of the two of them is a bit too much.

Is it because the classics of our Tianjian Sect are no longer good?

"snort."

Among the twins, the old man on the right snorted, flicked his wrist, and dropped a book.

——"Tianxin Sword Formation".

A very well-preserved book with no missing words or pages.

Yi Lin didn't even raise her head, unmoved.

"Hmm."

Among the twins, the old man on the left casually dropped a word, and in a useless corner, he threw another blue-covered book onto Yi Lin's leg with a snap.

——"Fire Cloud Sword".

But what they didn't expect was that Yi Lin remained unmoved.

They couldn't help it anymore and turned their heads to look at this ignorant boy.

They asked in unison: "What are you looking at?"

Yi Lin said: "Watch chess."

Hearing this,

The twins immediately straightened their beards.

Even a blind person can see that this guy is talking nonsense.

So each of them said:

"Nonsense!"

"Nonsense!"

Yi Lin's eyes finally moved away from "Qingming Mantra" reluctantly. He picked up the two books "Tianxin Sword Formation" and "Fire Cloud Sword" on the ground, beat them together, and hid them in his arms. The two old men looked at Yi Lin's shameless and natural movements. Before they could say anything, Yi Lin explained: "It is said to be watching chess, but I didn't watch it completely. There is no chess game in which the outcome can be determined at a glance. For the value of watching, I might as well save some time and read more books."

"Oh?" The old man on the right's eyes lit up.

"Elaborate." The old man on the left chuckled. He added another word and took the initiative to send away his territory.

Yi Lin had a childlike smile on her face, explaining her behavior.

In fact, from the third game onwards, Yi Lin sensed something was wrong.

Even though he doesn't know much about Go, after watching two games, he can already imagine the thrill of the game between the two on the chessboard from the moves.

But at the beginning of the third game, Yi Lin discovered that no matter who played first, the latter seemed to be able to understand the former's thoughts, plan ahead, drop a piece, intercept a piece, set up a game, and solve a game. The two of them fought back and forth on the chessboard, but in the end they all ended up with the same outcome: whoever plays first loses.

At the beginning of the fourth game, it was still the same. Yi Lin was thinking, why is this happening?

Did the two of them know each other too well?

No matter how well they know each other, they are still two people, and they will not reach the point where they understand each other step by step.

In the fifth game, Yi Lin understood.

If this chessboard is viewed as the left and right hands of the same person playing chess, there will be no sense of inconsistency.

In other words, these two twins are on the same page.

They can completely understand each other's inner thoughts, as if they are the same person, heart to heart, hands together, together.

That's why Yi Lin said she didn't want to watch it.

Whoever makes the move first loses.

In this kind of chess game where the outcome can be seen at a glance, the process is no longer unimportant and there is no suspense at all.

When Yi Lin expressed her thoughts,

The two old men looked at each other.

After a while,

Each of them started discussing in front of Yi Lin:

"really,"

"Excellent understanding,"

"Good-natured,"

"Qualifications are low"

"It's a malleable talent,"

"But compared to the best in the sect,"

"Not quite,"

"Not even close,"

"Really a small cut,"

"Barely,"

"What a pity, what a pity,"

“So-so,”

"It doesn't matter,"

"Qualifications don't matter,"

"Diligence can make up for weakness,"

"You, Lin Yi,"

"We want it."

"Although the others are not bad either,"

"But your temper suits me,"

"It's also to my liking,"

"Calm enough,"

"Young and mature."

"There is a shortage of flower gardeners and sweepers in the garden."

"so,"

"You are the one."

This kind of conversation, where one person finished speaking and the next took over, like a idiom-like solitaire, was an eye-opener for Yilin.

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry.

But in this funny conversation, Yi Lin also understood one thing:

The odd job life is over.