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Leisurely, quiet, fresh.

At this moment, his demeanor and his breathing seemed to relax along with the slowly drifting clouds and mist, and between each breath and breath, it lasted for more than ten seconds.

In a trance, the suffocation of the long journey these days has been swept away.

In an instant, there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling that my whole body was floating, my mind was clear, and my body and mind were comfortable.

It's no wonder that many high-level powerhouses like mountains and rivers. In addition to the aura of the beautiful scenery, the main reason is this deep meaning.

Sure enough, he is an expert in the mountains, and the place where he lives is naturally different.

Qin Xuan just sat down and rested in the pavilion, and sighed casually, but saw that there were four people running quickly on the mountain road.

"Sir, where did you come from and where do you want to go?" one of the disciples asked.

Qin Xuan scrutinized the four of them for a while, which matched the costumes of the Eight Friends of Hangu in the original book, and knew that he had reached the land of Leigu Mountain.

"Haha, I went to the appointment after hearing the appointment. I came here for the appointment of the Zhenlong chess game in a month, but I came so many days early."

After estimating the time in his heart, Qin Xuan said with a smile.

Sure enough, the four of them looked at each other a few times.

But in my eyes, I don't know what to do...

Logically speaking, this is to invite guests in and treat them.

But the problem lies in Qin Xuan, a freak, a modern person with advanced thinking and knowledge, who is no more than a month earlier than the ancients' rules of going to appointments on time. This is very rare.

Ordinary people can stay a day or two earlier, but it's so long...

What the hell, are you sure you're not here to eat and live?

In this case, they have seen a similar situation, so they are somewhat suspicious.

"Senior brother, do you want to report to Master?"

"Junior Brother, this is reasonable, I will go..."

"good!"

Unable to decide what to do, one of them immediately signaled the other to greet Su Xinghe.

After about half a moment, the man invited Qin Xuan into a valley after he came back.

The valley is full of green pine trees, and occasionally the mountain wind blows, often setting off the sound of pine trees.

Walking [-] meters in the woods, before the three wooden houses.

From a distance, you can see under a big tree in front of the house, there is an old man sitting in front of a stone table, meditating on the chessboard above, and three people stand behind him.

But seeing that the chessboard was carved on a large bluestone, the black and white stones were all shining brightly, and the two sides had each placed more than a hundred stones.

"Master!"

The four bowed and stepped aside.

This thin and dry old man is the deaf old man "Mr. Cong Bian", that is, the teacher of Kang Guangling and other Hangu Eight Friends

father.

Seemingly discovering Qin Xuan's arrival, he raised his head and stared at Qin Xuan, stood up and arched his hands, smiled, and sat back to continue thinking hard.

Facing such a situation, Qin Xuan was not angry.

In the original book, this Su Xinghe is a master who is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, and is omnipotent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even if this makes his strength weaker, he has no way to face Ding Chunqiu's younger brother who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. In the end, he can only force himself to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so as to avoid life and death.

And his disciples were kicked out of the teacher's door by his pretense, and they didn't come back until half a year ago when the invitations were widely issued.

Bear the humiliation and bear the burden, and try your best!

But Qin Xuan admires such people. After all, only living people are qualified to resist.

So he slowly approached to watch the game, and Su Xinghe slapped the black child.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were raised, and he seemed to see a wonderful and urgent change in the chess game. His face became frightened, helpless, joyful, etc.

After pondering for a while, Qin Xuan placed a white stone on the chessboard.

The situation opened up a little at once, and since then there has been no battle between black and white, and the fierce battle has continued!

"Clap-pop-pop!"

Su Xinghe clapped his palm, his face suddenly became happy, but his mouth did not make any sound, which seemed extremely strange.

mute?deaf?

However, Qin Xuan naturally knew the reason for his deaf and dumb way, but there was no Ding Chunqiu around at this time.

So he smiled and said, "Senior Su, you don't have to do this. That old monster Ding Chunqiu is not here, don't worry, even if he is there, because I am here, you don't have to pretend!"

Saying that, Qin Xuan waved his palm in the distance.

boom!

A boulder exploded directly from it, splashing a lot of gravel and a piece of dust!