Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 82 Letter from "Good Sister"

"Sister Xiaoman Fangjian:
After half a year, I don't know if Xiaoman has recovered from his fever?I miss my sister Shuying very much. The crabapple blossoms in the garden are blooming very well this year. When I see the crabapple trees full of trees, I think of how my sister took care of her in the past. When it comes to my sister, as long as I can see my sister is in good health, I will be satisfied.

It's really a coincidence. At the beginning of the year, a good-looking uncle came to my house as a guest. Before he left, he insisted that my father send me to be her apprentice. I was so scared that I cried. How could I want to go with him? ?
Later my father told me that this handsome uncle is the owner of Ziwei Palace in Qinglian Immortal Mansion. Not as good as one tenth, and said many good things about how powerful Ziwei Palace is.

I am a young daughter, how do I know this?Originally, I was unwilling in every possible way, but when I heard that Ziwei Palace was in Yingzhou, I thought that if I agreed to her, I would be able to get closer to my sister, so I agreed without hesitation.

Sigh... When I arrived at Ziwei Palace, I realized that it is not easy to be a direct disciple of the palace lord. Although I can learn the best Qi refining art, the best swordsmanship, and all kinds of genius treasures to nourish, But Shuying, I came to Ziwei Palace just to get closer to my sister, why did I practice for these troublesome things?
I really want to go to Qiushui to meet sister Xiaoman earlier, but the palace lord thinks too much of me, and I always teach in person every day, I am so busy that I have been unable to get away, and the road to Qiushui is not easy. There are some mountain roads, and there are no cloud cars passing by. It is really difficult to go there.

However, the weather is getting colder this month, and the palace lord took pity on me for my hard work, and allowed me a few days of vacation, so that I would have the opportunity to go to Qiushui on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month to meet Sister Xiaoman.

Thinking of seeing sister Xiaoman soon, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep well.

Oops, I almost forgot, there is one more important thing to tell Sister Xiaoman.

A few days ago, a chess record was spread to Ziwei Palace, and everyone praised the exquisite chess game on the board, which is rare in the world. I was also curious and asked those people who played this game.

They told me that the person who played the white chess was the housekeeper of the Zhou family in Heron City, a big chess player, and the person who played the white chess opposite was named Li Xiaoman, whose real name was Sang Xiaoman, and was the eldest lady of the Sang family in Yanzhou.

When I heard Sang Xiaoman, isn't it my sister?Sister, when did you have such chess skills?I was really surprised and delighted to call her sister Shuying.Sister, do you think it's a coincidence?I have a junior brother in Ziwei Palace named Gu Shiyan who also loves to play chess. He watched sister Xiaoman's chess game and admired her very much. He said that he wanted to bet on the dignity of the disciple of Chess Master Zhang Tianxuan, but I found out after some inquiring. Where is he the disciple of Chess Master?He is just a distant nephew of the chess master who taught him a few times when he was a child.

I didn't want to bring him here, but he begged me hard, and I couldn't help it. I also thought that my sister, you are a superb chess player, and you will be able to teach this kid a good lesson, so I boldly agreed to him on your behalf.

Sister Xiaoman, see you on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Sincerely, my younger sister Lin Shuying. "

Looking at the beautifully packaged letterhead in his hand, Sang Xiaoman was stunned.

Today was a very good day for Sang Xiaoman, she finally finished the exercises that Xiao Yicai set for her, and wanted to go to Baiyun Temple to find her younger brother for a meal, but this letter completely ruined her good mood.

She carefully read the date written in the letter several times - the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and then exclaimed:
"Isn't the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month tomorrow? You little bitch must have sent the letter today on purpose. Are you kidding me?"

She tore the letter to pieces and said, "Who is a good sister to you little bastard? I hanged you under that crabapple tree and beat you up, how can you hold grudges till now? When I was a child You and my father have not sued me too often, you were greedy for the hairpin my mother gave me back then, and you cried out for it, and I have never settled this account with you!"

Sang Xiao said angrily. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Looking at the shredded paper, she said with a sarcasm:

"Hey, you still don't want to accept you as an apprentice personally, the owner of Ziwei Palace, you think I don't know if I'm not in Yanzhou. Have you become a registered disciple? You are still so busy practicing everyday, do you think I don’t know that you are busy seducing the youngest son of the palace owner of Ziwei Palace? How can you be so thick-skinned now? What’s the matter, you know my chess I played badly, so I specially asked someone to come to Qiushui to challenge me. Do you think I, Sang Xiaoman, is a vegetarian? I am also the distant nephew of the chess master. There is a chess master named Gu Shiyan..."

Thinking of the name Gu Shiyan, Sang Xiaoman suddenly calmed down, because the name seemed familiar to her, as if she had heard some senior brothers talk about it recently.

"and many more……"

After calming down, Sang Xiaoman picked up a sound-transmitting talisman, and then repeatedly shouted to it: "Help, Zhao Xuanjun, Zhao Xuanjun, Zhao Xuanjun, Zhao Xuanjun..."

"Ancestor, stop yelling, your cousin, I was almost driven into madness by the practice you yelled at."

Zhao Xuanjun on the other end gasped and said helplessly.

"Do you know someone named Gu Shiyan, who is said to be a distant relative of the chess master?"

Sang Xiaoman smirked silently, and then asked directly.

"Master Gu?"

Hearing this name, Zhao Xuanjun hesitated for a moment, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, thought for a while, and then suddenly realized:

"You mean the Ziwei Palace disciple who is the youngest to be squeezed into the Rotten Kebang this year?"

"That's right, that's right, he belongs to Ziwei Palace, what is a bad Kebang?"

Sang Xiaoman was delighted at first, and then puzzled.

If Sang Xiaoman was by Zhao Xuanjun's side, Zhao Xuanjun would definitely hit her hard on the head. He said angrily:

"The Lanke list is full of the most famous chess masters in the ten states, and those who can make the list are all the masters of the ten states."

The cultivators of Shizhou Xianfu have a long lifespan. During this long period of time, apart from practicing, playing chess is undoubtedly the best game to pass the time, and this implies heavenly principles to the way of playing chess. It is not difficult to understand that state practitioners break through the game of chess. The most difficult thing to cultivate in practice is often the mysterious and mysterious spiritual power, and this game of chess is the best way to cultivate spiritual power.Therefore, no matter where in Shizhou, chess masters are highly respected status, and chess masters who entered the bad Kebang are even recruited by various sects.

So Sang Xiaoman didn't even know about the bad Kebang, so Zhao Xuanjun was naturally going to get angry with this ignorant little cousin.

"Then where does Gu Shiyan rank in the list of rotten subjects?"

Sang Xiaoman didn't realize it at all, and continued to ask.

"He has just entered the Bad Ke List, and he should still be at the bottom of No. 60."

"Only No. 60!"

"It's already extremely difficult to be on the list, okay?"

Zhao Xuanjun really couldn't laugh or cry to his little cousin.

"So, Gu Shiyan is really good at chess?"

Hearing what Zhao Xuanjun said, Sang Xiaoman was a little worried.

"That's right, although he ranks last, he is also the youngest player in the list of bad players, and is recognized by the Immortal Mansion as the chess player with the most potential."

"Compared to the big housekeeper of the Zhou family? The one who lost to me last time."

"Zhou Liang has been on the bad Ke list for decades. His chess skills have regressed so much in recent years that he has long been no longer in the bad Ke list. Who do you think is the best?"

Zhao Xuanjun asked back. After speaking, he suddenly frowned and continued:
"You little girl, did something happen again?"

"hey-hey……"

Sang Xiaoman smirked, and then quickly turned off the sound transmission talisman.

Only Zhao Xuanjun on the other end was left looking at the sound transmission talisman with a question mark on his face.

"It's over, it's over, this time, maybe I'm going to be humiliated by that little slut this time, if Gu Shiyan is so powerful, is it possible that my junior brother is not his opponent?"

Hearing this, Sang Xiaoman took a breath, and said in a panic.

"Junior Brother, you have to help me this time, Senior Sister. If I lose to anyone, don't lose to that bitch. Otherwise, I will really have no face to go back to Yanzhou."

After making up his mind, Sang Xiaoman picked up the sound transmission talisman with Li Yunsheng.

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(End of this chapter)