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Chapter 184 Is Man's Fate Already Preordained?

High coldness is a kind of style and a kind of protection.

Of course, it can also be a kind of personality.

After all, she appeared this time, but she appeared in the image of a worldly expert.It's just, would the big shots of this era really believe in "superior people" like them?

Thinking that she, an expert in the world, might not be taken seriously, Song Juan felt that she had accepted a bad job.

It's just that she has already gotten into the car and the door is locked, so she can't get out of the car if she wants to.

The car is running smoothly, the driver's skills are hard to come by.

When the car stopped at the entrance of Yingbin Restaurant, someone immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

Under the support of her two cousins, Song Juan got out of the car and followed the visitors into the Yingbin Restaurant.

Then, a group of people passed through the lobby of the restaurant, entered the garden at the back, and came to a pavilion facing a pool of spring water.

Outside the pavilion, there are guards standing.

And in the pavilion, an old man with a very ordinary appearance was sitting by the Eight Immortals Table in the pavilion. On the Eight Immortals Table, there was a chessboard, and there was a teapot beside it, with curling steam coming from the spout.

Song Juan stepped forward and entered the pavilion.

Very good, I don't know the old man in front of me.

Well, at this moment, Song Juan suddenly remembered that she didn't have the slightest impression of the appearance of a big boss in this era.

Hearing his name, not knowing his person.

As a junior, I seem to have forgotten my roots!
Song Juan despised herself a bit in her heart, but her mood soon improved.Because you don't know each other, you have nothing to fear.

"Little girl, sit down and play chess with me, an old man?"

The old man looked at Song Juan with a smile.

Although Song Juan is not very proficient in chess, but yes, gifted by the elders, she dare not resign.

She is at ease.

Sit down, hold the black first.

"Little girl, you don't even know how to make me an old man?"

Seeing Song Juan being so direct, the old man couldn't help asking with a smile.

Song Juan raised her head, glanced at the old man, and said, "Old man, I don't know how to play chess. If you let the old man play first, wouldn't I have to lose even worse?"

"You can't play Go, so what kind of chess can you play? Chess? Military chess?"

"I can play backgammon!"

Song Juan is still a person who doesn't like to use her brain. If she can use her brain, she basically doesn't think too much.

Of course, if it's a gourmet recipe, she will be very interested, and will use her brains to try to innovate and make her favorite taste.

As for the others, sorry, the brain capacity is too small to do too many high-load calculations.

"Then, let's play backgammon!"

"Grandpa, do you know how to play backgammon?"

"Understood!"

"Then let's make an agreement. There are no taboos in this backgammon. As long as you can win, you can play whatever you want!"

Playing backgammon also has rules.

Song Juan was most annoyed by those rules.

Playing chess is like marching and fighting. It is right to have no taboos.

When fighting a war, the battlefield situation you face is ever-changing. If you add rules and regulations, how can you fight a war?

Especially the chess and the like flying a horse in a field, it's just nonsense.Making those rules seems to increase the difficulty, but it also limits the imagination.

All kinds of routines, one by one like a master.

How can there be these rules and routines in this way of using troops?
Of course, this is the talk of Song Juan's family.

It was once despised by many people, saying that there are inherent strengths and weaknesses among arms, and there are strengths and weaknesses, so you have to be restrained when playing chess.

To this, Song Juan can only say, you are right, you are all right.

Anyway, she doesn't play chess with these people, she loves whoever she likes.

The game begins!
The game is over!

Song Juan lost without any suspense.

"Old man, you are really a master, I admire you!"

Song Juan lost completely.

The old man's routine is very high. He set up the formation at the beginning, and took a few steps to watch. Song Juan just took one step and watched one step, and didn't bother to see if the opponent was making a layout.

"Little girl is not a person who likes to use her brain!"

The old man looked at Song Juan with a smile, and said his evaluation of Song Juan.

Song Juan nodded her head as a matter of course, and said, "That's right, using your brain is too much effort, besides, there is nothing that requires you to use your brain."

"After all, there are only a few things in life, food and clothing, other than that, there is nothing else."

"This mentality is hard to get!"

After hearing Song Juan's words, the old man smiled instantly, "Yeah, there are only a few things in life, just enough to eat and wear warm clothes. But, this person wants to eat well and dress well when he is full and warm. Desire is endless!"

"How can it be endless?"

Song Juan disagrees, "A person's life is only a few decades, the first 20 years of growth, and then 30 to 40 years of struggle, or 20 to 34 years of struggle, and then they will grow old, ten or twenty years, at most [-] years, just like Say goodbye to this world!"

"When a person dies, all desires return to ashes, dust to dust!"

"You doll, you are not someone who can chat!"

After hearing Song Juan's theory, the old man really couldn't laugh or cry.

Song Juan shrugged and said, "Old man, there are many people who can chat, but there are not many people who can chat with you!"

"What kind of statement is this?"

The old man is interested.

Song Juan chuckled: "Old man, I don't know how to chat. At least, if I'm telling the truth, I can chat. Do you know if he's telling the truth or not?"

"Let's lie!"

The old man smiled again, "Yeah, people who can chat will understand people's hearts and say what you like to hear, so that the chat can continue."

"Haha, I've spent most of my life, and I haven't seen it clearly like a little girl like you!"

"You little girl is interesting!"

The old man looked at Song Juan, "When I met your elders, he told my fate that I would have three disasters and four calamities in my life. I believed it."

"It's just that there has never been an explanation for another question that your parents asked me. Little girl, can you give me an explanation?"

"Father, what's your problem?"

"I have to know first!"

Song Juan didn't know the old man, so she didn't know anything now.

His eyes were darkened, and he was talking about the current Song Juan.

"I want to know, is the fate of a person already written?"

"If it wasn't written, how can you know this?"

"Master, these are two questions!"

Song Juan chuckled and did not answer directly, but solemnly expressed her attitude.

"Well, that's really two questions, but it's actually one."

"However, since you want to think so, little girl, you can answer my brother's question!"

"Old man, your first question is not a question!"

"I can't answer you!"

Has man's fate already been written?
Before, Song Juan would think it was nonsense.

But now she has traveled to the book world.

Before she appeared, the fates of all the characters in this book were written by the author.She came, changed the original plot, and seemed to change the fate of people.

But then came another question, how could she be sure that she was not a character in another author's writing?

(End of this chapter)