The best ambiguous master

With a "click", the door was pushed open by Long Junyang.

Before entering the door, I felt a smell of dust first, and then I saw a quaint living room. In the room, there was an Eight Immortals table with a chess board on the table, and a porcelain teapot next to it. There are two cups, and two grand master chairs are placed on the left and right. It can be seen that the owner of this room seems to be a person who is very good at enjoying himself.

"It's been a year, and I haven't been here for another year."

Long Junyang smiled wryly, and walked in first. The room was already covered with spider webs, and the ground was also full of dust. It should be that no one had been here for a long time. Hearing Long Junyang's words, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but said: "Senior, was the last time you came here a year ago?"

"Correct."

Long Junyang nodded lightly and said: "I come here once a year, firstly to visit the former residence of me and my master, secondly, to revisit the old place, and thirdly, because I fantasized that maybe One day, my master will appear in this room again?"

As he was talking, Long Junyang himself laughed. After hearing Long Junyang's words, Zhao Xiaohan also smiled faintly, and followed him into the living room.

"There should be some tea leaves, would you like some tea?"

Long Junyang walked towards a cabinet while talking, after hearing Long Junyang's words, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said: "No need, senior, where is the portrait of your master?"

"In the inner room, wait a minute, I'll get it for you." As he spoke, Long Junyang walked towards another room. Suddenly, he came to the chessboard, but when he saw the chessboard on the table, he couldn't help laughing.

This is an endgame. The so-called endgame means that this is an incomplete chess game. There was no winner or loser at the beginning, so it is called an endgame.

If nothing else happened, it should have been a chess game between Long Junyang and his master?It's just that Zhao Xiaohan was a little surprised, so many years have passed, hasn't Long Junyang figured out a way to break this chess game?

Randomly found a chair, blew the dust on it lightly, Zhao Xiaohan sat on it, looked at the chess game in front of him, Zhao Xiaohan raised the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help laughing, no wonder this game has been messed up for so many years. If it is not solved by someone, this is a dead end, and there is no way to recover.

The weak one is Heizi, presumably it should be Long Junyang back then, and Hongzi should be his master?

There was a sound of broken footsteps outside the door. You don't need to look up to know that Long Junyang is back. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan sitting there watching the chess game, Long Junyang laughed: "How about it, silly Boy, can you break this mess? I have been thinking about it for many years, old man, but I still haven't figured out how to break this mess."

"You and your master played this game of chess?" Zhao Xiaohan raised his head, glanced at Long Junyang and said, after hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Long Junyang nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, think about it for a while." I think it has been more than 20 years. At the beginning, after playing this game of chess, my master disappeared the next morning. Since then, this game of chess has always been a dead game."

"You haven't seen your master for more than 20 years?" Zhao Xiaohan looked at Long Junyang suspiciously, and then wanted to laugh. His master probably threw Long Junyang away just because he lost a game of chess. Never mind?If this is the case, then Long Junyang's life would be too tragic...

"Yeah, since he left without saying goodbye, I haven't seen him again." Long Junyang chuckled, with a bit of bitterness in his smile, then waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't mention these things, I brought the portrait, Expand it for you to see, but it was written more than 20 years ago, and my master was still very handsome at that time."

"More than 20 years ago, your master must have been 50 or 50 years old, right?" Zhao Xiaohan stood up with a smile, and took the portrait over. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Long Junyang nodded and said: "At that time, he should have been with the portrait." I'm about the same age, in my [-]s."

"You are still handsome in your 50s?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled, and flattened the portrait on the table, and then slowly spread it out. In the eyes, there is a fairy-like old man with a childlike face and hefa, and a kind face on his face Wearing a black Taoist robe with his hair tied into a bun, he looked like a monk in ancient times, but when he saw the old man in the painting, Zhao Xiaohan's body suddenly trembled Trembling, stayed there for a while.

"He, is he your master?"

Zhao Xiaohan's voice was a little trembling, and a little unbelievable. He held the corner of the scroll tightly with both hands. It seemed that he was very excited. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, although he didn't understand why he suddenly became so Excited, but Long Junyang still nodded and said: "That's right, he is my master!"

"Impossible, it doesn't make sense!"

Zhao Xiaohan murmured in a low voice, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Isn't this old man in Taoist robes the same old military doctor he saw in a small shabby room?

Although he had thought of [-] possibilities just now, he ruled out all of them one by one, but unexpectedly, when he saw this painting, a scene that he never expected was staged for him. Yang's master turned out to be a deadly liar!

"You know him?"

Long Junyang's expression was a little strange, but also a little excited.

"It's not just acquaintance? Don't be too familiar!" Zhao Xiaohan gritted his teeth, pointed at the old liar in the portrait and said, "It's him. He cheated me of 200 yuan back then. The tall man I met back then The person is him, the person who changed my life is also him!"

Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Long Junyang was also taken aback on the spot, with some astonishment on his face, and after a long time, he said uncertainly: "Silly boy, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"How could I recognize the wrong person?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "Let me tell you, even if he turns into ashes, I can still recognize him."

Yes, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Xiaohan to admit the wrong person, even if the old liar in this portrait looks more serious and younger, but no matter how time changes, it is impossible for a person's face to change. Isn't the smile of the Taoist robed old man in the portrait the same wretched smile as when he lied to himself for 200 yuan?

However, looking at the old swindler in the portrait, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't combine this person with the old swindler who was wearing a military coat and had a wretched face. How could two people with such a huge contrast be the same person?

Could it be that, more than 20 years ago, the old liar was doing well?