dandy city lord

Chapter 171 Play Chess Like a Human!

Yang Hu gave the heavily armored sergeant a two-day rest.

Of course, this holiday can only be spent in Liushi Town.

Something is better than nothing.

Moreover, the haze in the sky has rarely subsided. Although it hasn't rained, it is still covered in darkness.

Among the fifty or so people, except for the five who stayed in the yard to enforce the guard, the others all followed Yang Hu to the streets.

There are only about [-] households in this small town, and there are residential houses behind more than a hundred steps of the street. Although they look a bit dilapidated, the wood carvings in front of each house and the eaves still have some antique taste.

Yang Hu was excited to watch and slowly looked over from house to house, but the sergeants looked bored one by one, and they didn't dare to run around after him.

Even Zhao Qingtian looked around boringly.

Walking out for a while, a group of people of different ages gathered under a big tree on the side of the street, watching two white-haired old men playing chess in the crowd.

The chess players were silent, but the onlookers watched happily, divided into two teams and booing each other.

Yang Hu stopped and waved to Qing Kui and the others behind him, and led Zhao Qingtian forward.

The crowd watching the chess game had already seen them coming, and the noise in their mouths became quieter. Some timid people in the crowd stepped aside and let Yang Hu walk to the side of the chess game under the shade of the trees.

Qing Kui, who had already walked away, rushed to the side to get a chair and placed it behind Yang Hu.

Yang Hu sat down, and the two white-haired old men who were playing chess did not respond, they were still engrossed in the chess game.

Yang Hu looked at the chess game, the black chess chariots and pawns were rampant, they had crossed the river border and approached the red chess base camp, the red chess pieces were scattered in the chess game, scattered to one side.

The two players playing chess are interesting, the one holding the black chess is obviously winning, but at the moment it seems to be cautious, the one holding the red chess seems to be scattered in the sand, but the person holding the chess is smiling.

The heart is calm and revealing!
The chess spectators at the side also gradually dispersed because of Yang Hu's joining. The common people just saw this group of wolf-like pawns, and it was already very good that they didn't panic.

Under the shade of the tree, there are only two chess players left, and Yang Hu and Zhao Qingtian are two chess spectators.

As for the scattered sergeants nearby, that doesn't count.

Zhao Qingtian should also be very familiar with war chess. After looking at it for a while, he seemed to see the mystery of the game, so he simply sat on the ridge under the tree and concentrated on thinking.

Yang Hu didn't change much, he leaned lazily in his chair.

His gaze fell more on the two old chess players.

They are in their early sixties, with silvery hair and coarse cloth clothes. Their faces, skin, and big rough hands are in great conflict with their demeanor that they can play chess.

To put it bluntly, it is two old farmers in the field fighting idlely.

As for whether the game is mysterious or not, Yang Hu is not interested.

People who use the world as a chessboard, who still focus on this.

It took more than two hours for the endgame to end. In the end, the old man holding the black letter smiled and said, "Finally won."

The old man with a faint smile on his face shook his head: "We still lost."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then looked back at the empty side in astonishment, nodded at Yang Hu and Zhao Qingtian, put away the chess game, and they made an appointment to fight again tomorrow, then turned and walked away.

Yang Hu was also afraid of getting up, and walked back with his hands behind his back and said softly: "Interesting."

Zhao Qingtian who got up after him was taken aback for a moment: "What does the city lord mean?"

"The chess game is like a human!"

Yang Hu laughed, and looked up at the darkened haze in the sky: "What do you think of the level of those two old men?"

Zhao Qingtian shrugged: "Let's get started. Occasionally, I made a few surprising moves. That's why the battle situation has been maintained until now. If someone else goes up, they will soon be able to kill them."

"Oh? So confident?" Yang Hu laughed loudly: "Then you can find someone to try tomorrow."

……

With Yang Hu's words, the team's departure time was also delayed, just to watch Zhao Qing's chess game.

It was God who took care that there was no heavy rain, and it stopped after a few drizzles after dinner. Qing Kui and his bald men walked under the tree surrounded by Yang Hu and Zhao Qingtian.

These chess watchers also seemed to be someone who heard yesterday that Yang Hu and the others were going to play a game. The news had already spread, and the crowd of onlookers increased.

As soon as they arrived, the crowd of onlookers dispersed.

Stand aside.

To Zhao Qingtian's surprise, only one of the two old men came today, the one who held the black chess yesterday.

He was smiling and looking at Yang Hu and Zhao Qingtian who came forward.

He stood up and cupped his hands: "I heard that the distinguished guests from the town are going to fight a round. My old buddy still has some idle things at home, so I will fight a round first."

In a small town, it's not unusual for news to spread quickly.

Yang Hu smiled at the old man and nodded, pointing to Zhao Qingtian: "He thinks he can beat you easily, so I let him try."

"Welcome, welcome!" The old man cupped his hands to Zhao Qingtian: "Please!"

Zhao Qingtian thought about what Yang Hu said, and the old man's smile, and he was not afraid to sit down, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Please!"

The old man smiled at him and said: "The honored guest has come from afar, and the old man will take the red square! Please show me the kindness of the landlord. Please!"

He said that he had already started to change the chess game that had been set up.

Yang Hu also sat down beside him with a smile.

Taking the black first, Zhao Qingtian will not give in in front of this old-fashioned farmer, he puts up a fierce frontal cannon, and puts on an attacking appearance.

The old man who played black chess yesterday had a fierce style of chess. Seeing Zhao Qingtian's opening, he was naturally not to be outdone.

A few low voices came from the crowd beside him, Yang Hu glanced, and the voice disappeared immediately, and the talkative ones could only obediently watch chess in front of him.

The changes in the situation between the chess games did not have the amazing momentum of fighting between dragons and tigers, but there were ups and downs as usual, and guns, horses, chariots and pawns collided with each other.

Yang Hu watched with a smile on his face.

The result was something Qing Kui and the others could not have imagined.

Zhao Qingtian persisted in the chess game for less than half an hour before losing with a black face.

Yang Hu couldn't stop laughing, he went up to play him another round, and said to the old man: "Two wins in three rounds is common, success or failure is just a snap of your fingers. You always forgive me!"

The old man smiled and said: "It's normal, just like me, the old man never wants to admit that he lost! Hahahaha."

The old man's laughter fell in Zhao Qingtian's ears, very piercing.

His complexion also darkened, and when the old man leaned out on his horse, he mentioned the red chess piece that belonged to him this time, and started cautiously.

When it comes to the chess game, everyone can imagine the changes in the situation.

As a chess player, it is as if the world is in hand, and you can point out the country at will.But it is extremely difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Zhao Qingtian also ended the chess game with an unimaginable three-game losing streak.

The disheveled man was dragged away from the street by Yang Hu, leaving the common people happily congratulating the old man.

After all, Zhao Qingtian's smashing of the signboard made them win.

Even after returning to the inn, Zhao Qingtian hadn't figured it out, so he had to ask Yang Hu with a wry smile: "How could I lose so badly?"

Yang Hu shrugged: "The chess game is like a human!"

Zhao Qingtian couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for most of the night.

(End of this chapter)