Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Mobilize the spirit of twelve points and start the game of chess.

The cold and dusty Buddha's eyes are compassionate and peaceful, his long eyelashes are lowered, and his deep phoenix eyes are looking at the chessboard and making moves.

Then, White follows up.

This time, she was still decisive and ruthless, taking action when it was time to take action.

He is still gentle and conservative, planning carefully step by step.

The sunshine outside the pavilion is still bright, and the valley deep in the bamboo forest is quiet and deserted.

When the sun was about to set in the sky, in the pavilion, the beautiful girl was expressionless, drinking tea and putting down the white tea in her hand.

"Lost again."

Sure enough, when she returned to Taolin in her dream, she felt like she had lost so much that she was numb.

The Buddha, who was neither sad nor happy, won this game again without any suspense.

He clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a gentle and humble voice.

He said: "The girl's chess skills are very good. As long as she practices more frequently, she will improve in the future."

It could be heard that he was comforting her.

Yun Si sighed, "That's the case, but..."

She was really tired of losing.

She really had no chance of winning against him.

Dog man. Amnesia has returned to amnesia, but his brain is still the same.

She stood up tiredly, "That's it for today, wait until I go back to sort out my mood."

Wait until she's finished packing. Fight another day.

The peaceful and compassionate Buddha naturally stood up.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, his face, as cold as snow, was even more noble, pure and soft without any impurities.

Qing Jun's beautiful figure blocked the cool wind, and the faint scent of sandalwood on her body seemed to have a soothing effect on her mind and soul, quietly calming her irritable mood.

She looked at him, blinked, and clasped her hands together in a decent manner, returning the greeting to him.

"Little master, you have worked hard today to practice with me, a little novice."

She was respectful, but not as frivolous as she was in the bath yesterday.

Only those bright and clear peach blossom eyes are still full of beauty, scorching their beauty, and extremely beautiful.

She saluted him, then curled her eyes and said with a smile: "If possible, when I have time in the future, I wonder if I can come and play chess with the little master?"

"Or music, chess, calligraphy and painting, whatever the young master wants to do, I wonder if I have this honor?"

The compassionate Buddha will naturally not refuse.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were thick and covered his deep eyes.

The beads between the wrist bones were still round and cool, bringing the slightest comfort.

The woman in front of him smiled and saluted him again.

After saying goodbye, she turned and left.

He behaved himself and didn't touch him at all today.

Buddha watched her off quietly, watching her figure turn into a green light and disappear into the sky.

At this time, the last bit of sunset light finally fell and disappeared, hiding in an unknown place, and the warmth dissipated.

The world of gods ushered in a dark night.

After Yun Si left, Ananda's waiter, who had been standing far away, stepped forward and came to the small pavilion.

The cool and elegant Buddha still calmly separated the chess pieces and placed them in their respective chess boxes.

Waiter Ananda looked at it and said, "Honorable Sir, let the disciples do this. Just sit back and relax."

"No need."

The Buddha's voice was light and his expression was calm.

After putting away the chess box, he lowered his long eyelashes and said in a gentle voice:

"Whenever she comes, let her come in and wait here. There is no need to turn her away."

"this"

I'm afraid that's not good, right?