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Chapter 41 Dreams and Reality

After falling asleep, Ningzhe seemed to fall into the previous dream again.

Yufeng Pengye, the pan is boundless, this time is different from the past, there is a substantive scene.

A stone road, a yard, two or three thatched huts, accompanied by uneven bamboo leaves and a faint breeze.

This scene was obviously the first time Ningzhe had seen it, but after being here, he didn't find it strange at all.

In the yard, the two are playing chess.

One is dressed in black cloth, with a stooped appearance and a kind face.

One is dressed in white clothes better than snow, with white hair and a childlike face, with a peaceful expression.

The old man in black is holding the white chess, and he is currently at a disadvantage.

At this moment, he was holding a chess piece in his hand, staring at the chessboard, as if he was thinking about how to break the game.

Ning Zhe crossed the stone road and walked to the small courtyard, and was immediately attracted by two old men.

Taking a closer look, Ningzhe's expression changed.

This chess game is small and exquisite, but the placement of the chess pieces is ever-changing.

Looking at the past at first glance, the black chess is full of flaws, and the white chess can break the game with a single move.

However, at the second glance, the white chess is in danger, and has entered a state of life and death.

"."

Ningzhe wanted to ask immediately, but he stopped forcibly when he opened his mouth.

Watching the chess without saying a word, the two old men are still playing chess, just take a look for yourself.

In the ever-changing situation, if you hold white chess yourself, you must wait patiently in order to obtain that slight chance
But the opportunity is fleeting, maybe wait for a few years to have an opportunity, maybe the opportunity is just in the next second.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe glanced at the black-haired old man.

The old man looked solemn, holding the chess pieces in his hand like an old monk in meditation, he didn't move at all.

Such a demeanor. If you are not a person with great perseverance, you must not do it.

The power contained in this chess game is too profound, and after looking at it a few more times, Ning Zhe only feels that his soul is deeply trapped in it.

"Well!"

As if traumatized, Ningzhe snorted softly, looked away, and took two steps back to stabilize his mind.

After recovering, Ningzhe looked at the two old men again, but didn't dare to take another look at the chess game.

(The dream this time is a bit weird. No creature has ever appeared before. But this time, a courtyard and two old men playing games appeared directly. It is weird and unusual.)
Thoughts flashed in his mind, Ning Zhe bowed slightly and saluted the two old men.

This trip is here, I don't know when the next time will be
Ningzhe took a step forward, just as he was about to take a last look at the chess game, when a ball of flame suddenly appeared in front of him.

However, the moment the flame appeared, it was restrained by the chess game, and the roaring fireworks were tightly suppressed by the black and white chess pieces.

"The way is big, the sky is big, the earth is big, and people are big."

Just when Ning Zhe was a little confused, the white-haired old man suddenly spoke.

"You kid doesn't understand, what do you mean by asking?"

Ningzhe immediately clasped his arms together and saluted respectfully.

"The nature of heaven and earth, why is it precious?"

The white-haired old man did not answer Ning Zhe's question, but threw out another question.

The nature of heaven and earth.
Ningzhe repeated it in a murmur, as if he had caught something, but he didn't seem to feel anything.

After so many years in Tivat continent, he also encountered countless problems.

But it was the first time that Ning Zhe met someone who directly asked about the "nature of heaven and earth".

"."

After a long silence, Ningzhe finally let out a long sigh and said, "I don't understand, kid."

"Don't understand?"

The white-haired old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Zhe.

There was a gleam of light in a pair of cloudy eyes.

"If [God] is the base, what is the seat?"

God as the foundation?

On the continent of Tevat, what an arrogance!
However, Ningzhe cannot be regarded as a complete Teyvat.

"According to what the old man said, if God is the bottom, then my answer is: man."

"Why?"

The light in the old man's pupils became brighter, as if he was looking forward to Ningzhe's answer.

"Mister, I."

Before the words fell, the majestic rock element suddenly seeped from the bottom of the stone road, quickly enveloping Ningzhe.

Immediately afterwards, a huge meteorite suddenly appeared in the sky, heading straight for the chess game.

"."

Looking at the stars falling straight down from the sky, the white-haired old man looked surprisingly lonely.

The hand that was originally raised was gradually lowered.

In the end, only a sigh was left in the small courtyard.

Yunhai Bookstore.

Ning Zhe suddenly opened his eyes and looked around quickly.

A minimalist wooden table, rows of bookshelves and a vase.
This is his room.

".call."

After feeling relieved, Ning Zhe let out a long breath.

This dream is too weird
Whether it's the weird chess game, the two old men playing chess, or the rock element that appeared at the end, there is unspeakable weirdness everywhere.

Especially the rock element seems to be preventing himself from saying anything?

What is the situation.
Ningzhe stroked his forehead with some headaches.

After brushing away a few strands of hair, there was an imperceptible gray mark on his forehead.

"."

After a while, Ningzhe suppressed all the wild thoughts in his heart and fell back on the bed.

Glancing out of the window, the sun actually started to set, and the golden halo passed through the window, dyeing the whole room a layer of golden yellow.

I actually slept for so long.
Forget it, dreams are dreams after all, and this is not the first time I have had strange dreams.

Rather than worrying about this, it is better to think about tomorrow's tactics.

Um.
Thinking of this, Ning Zhe regained his energy and jumped up from the bed at once.

The prizes are dolls and jade made by Dijun himself. Although he is not very interested in such things, he knows that a certain purple-haired cat is particularly interested.

And today's dream always made Ningzhe think that he was stained with something unclean.

The experience of being almost taken over by an evil spirit made Ningzhe extremely sensitive to such weird things.

If you can get the jade blessed by the emperor, then there should be no problem.

It's actually not difficult to win, but the two-on-two team competition in the final made him a little bit tied up.

Um.
Let alone the finals.

Tomorrow's preliminaries will be based on a points system, and there will be bonus points for consecutive victories. In the end, the ranking will be based on the points of everyone on the scene, and the top ten will enter the knockout round.

Everyone has only one chance, and after losing, all the points on the body will be given to the winner.

Therefore, everyone's every shot may lead to their "bankruptcy".

Although it is not difficult, but given that the population base participating today is too large, tomorrow's score will definitely increase accordingly.

At that time, if you accidentally win more than ten consecutive victories, it will not be very good
Ningzhe thought a little stupidly, what a perfect plan it would be if he had put Xingqiu on the ground in the first round.

Thinking of this, Ningzhe felt that inspiration came like a spring.

"Pen here!"

The pen made of weeping incense wood also gave him face, and it actually flew over.

After all, Ning Zhe wrote down an extremely careful plan eloquently.

"Ah, very good."

After finishing writing, Ningzhe looked at the "One Hundred Ways to Snipe Xingqiu" in his hand and the several big characters of "Strong Victory" with red dots on it.

The wool still has to be plucked in a planned way, and it cannot be bald all at once.

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