Legend of the Gu Demon

Ningchen picked up the chessboard and placed it on the table in front of himself and the school elders.

By the way, he put the two chess pots, one black and one white, aside. After the arrangements were completed, Ningchen laughed loudly and said,

"Everything is ready, so how many yuan stones are you prepared to deposit, Mr. Xuetang Family?"

His eyes are slightly narrowed, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.

The school master laughed loudly upon hearing this, showing a hint of arrogance.

"As a student, you probably don't have much money left in your hands after your training and daily expenses, so I'll bet fifteen yuan!"

The veteran of the school sprinkled more than a dozen yuan stones on the table. Under the envious eyes of the surrounding students,

Fifteen yuan stones are a considerable amount of money for most families.

After all, except for Qing Shu, Mo Yan, and Chi Shan, the other young men are just ordinary families.

Ningchen was stunned for a moment, as if he was marveling at the size of the bet.

"My boss is really brave, so I have no choice but to follow suit!"

Ningchen took out the primeval stones from his pocket, and after a rough count, there were more than a dozen.

"Ningchen is actually calm and unhurried. Is it possible that he is sure to win the master of the Xuetang family? Or is it just an illusion?"

Qingshu gently stroked his chin. He didn't quite understand Ningchen's bold action of following the bet.

"To be on the safe side, I'll let you go to the school boss later!"

This is not only Qingshu’s inner thoughts, but also the inner thoughts of most of the young girls here.

"Now, it's time to bet, as much as you want, not too much."

Ningchen talked lightly and moved his eyes to the place where the Yuan Stone was placed aside.

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, holding the Yuan Stone in their hands, and most of their eyes are focused on the elders of the school.

Qingshu took the lead in stepping out of the crowd, placing a few Yuan stones beside the school Jiaruo's bets, and then walked back to the crowd,

Qingshu became the first person to take advantage of the situation, and the others seemed to have a backbone. They followed Qingshu's example and bet their Yuanshi on the elders of the school.

More and more people are placing bets, but no one is placing bets on Ningchen. The Yuanshi next to the elders in the school is already like a small mountain.

Ningchen watched calmly, without causing any disturbance in his heart.

"As expected, no one is betting on me. Haha, it's normal. People are animals that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the master of the academy has a greater chance of winning."

"But who would have thought that the soul beneath my youthful appearance is actually a thousand-year-old true demon?"

There was no trace of resentment or anger in Ningchen's heart. Instead, he understood their behavior.

To be fair, put yourself in someone else’s shoes,

If Ningchen bets, he will also choose the side with a greater chance of winning. This is a wise move that any normal person would make.

Suddenly, a trace of pollen broke into Ningchen's peripheral vision,

"I bet five yuan stones on Ning Chen."

A snow-white wrist stretched out from the flower-pink sleeves and pressed a few pieces of Yuan Stone to Ningchen's side. The few Yuan Stones formed a sharp contrast with the hill-like pile of Yuan Stone on the opposite side.

Ningchen looked around and saw that he could still firmly support Ningchen in this seemingly inevitable situation. Who else could it be, not Haoyu?

All kinds of feelings surged into my heart, but from the outside, Ningchen still didn't have any fluctuations at all, and was still so calm.

"Ningchen, I'm optimistic about you."

Haoyu, on the other hand, completely ignored Ningchen's calmness and gave Ningchen a mischievous look, which attracted the envy of those on the sidelines.

"Ningchen is really lucky to be favored by Haoyu so much. I'm envious!"

"What does Haoyu like about Ningchen? Appearance, financial resources, or what?"

Rumors and rumors could not shake Lingchen Ningchen's mind. His expression remained as usual, and he smiled faintly.

"Master Xuetangjia, shall we begin?"

"Get off first, so as not to say that I, an elder, bully you, a junior."

A scornful smile appeared at the corner of his dry mouth. It was obvious that the school master did not take Ning Chen seriously at all.

"After winning these primeval stones, they will be distributed in sequence according to the squad leader and deputy squad leader. They will definitely have a stronger sense of belonging to the family."

"It really accomplishes multiple things with one stone. It beat up Ningchen, fulfilled the clan leader's request, broke Ningchen's terrifying image, and enhanced the students' sense of belonging to the family."

The school master already had a reasonable plan for this batch of Yuan Stones, as if he had already won the game of chess.

In fact, although distributing Yuan Stone and winning Wu Stone are the same way to obtain Yuan Stone, their properties are completely different.

Distributing Yuanshi is to tell you that Yuanshi is distributed to you by the family, and you will only respect the family more in the future.

Winning the Yuan Stone tells you that you don’t need a family to get the Yuan Stone, and the awe of the family in your heart will gradually decrease.

This is also one of Ningchen's purposes, one of the paving stones for Ningchen's plan to seek maximum benefits in the future, which is to reduce the sense of family belonging of these people.

Ningchen stretched out his hand and picked out a black piece from the chess pot.

With a snap, it landed accurately on the chessboard.

"Please, Mr. Xuetang family boss."

"Humph, you don't need to tell me."

The school master snorted coldly, stretched out his big withered hand to the white chess pot on the side, took out a white piece, and landed it next to Ningchen's black piece.

"Can you see anything?"

"I can't tell, at least with my chess skills I can't tell yet."

"Well~, that's okay, no one can tell in the first few steps!"

Seeing the two men's moves, the onlookers began to discuss it, but their chess skills could not tell anything.

Bang, bang, time flies quietly between you and me, and before I know it, it’s already night.

Most of the onlookers were tired, but for the sake of the final victory and dividends, they still resisted their tiredness and watched here.

"Oh, it's so boring. Who do you think will win in the end?"

"I don't know. Hey, I don't want to know either. I just want to go home."

"Be patient, it's all worth it for the final dividend."

There was already a lot of bad news around. After all, for a group of teenagers, it was really hard to watch chess patiently. However, such bad words did not affect the two people playing chess.

The two of them were still concentrating on the chessboard, looking at the chessboard divided by black and white stones. The school master's face was as gloomy as water, and the more he moved, the more frightened he became.

"Ning Chen clearly looks like a young boy, but his chess skills are so sophisticated and sophisticated. It doesn't look like he played it."

"Whether it's killing chess, encircling, robbing, or his psychological quality, he has a maturity that is completely incompatible with his peers!"

The school elder was filled with wonder in his heart, and he couldn't help but glance at Ning Chen, who was sitting opposite him.

He has a faint smile on his face, which is unpredictable. His eyes are as deep as a deep pool, and he is playing with two sunspots between his fingers.

"Master Xuetangjia, why don't you get off?"

The school master suddenly realized that this chess game could break Ningchen's image?

This was clearly a trap set by Ningchen for him!

A situation that lowered the dignity of the school and even himself!

But it's too late now, he's already in deep trouble,

But looking at the chessboard, he is bound to lose. If he gets angry and refuses to admit his defeat, then his majesty among the students as the master of the school will be gone!

If he accepts his debt and endures it, then 50% of this batch of primeval stones will be distributed to Ningchen, and the remaining 50% will be divided among the three parties. There are definitely not a few people betting on his abilities. Almost all of them except Haoyu. Bet on him!

But he lost. These people only got 10% in total, which was not enough for their capital. They would definitely regret it and bet on Ningchen in the future. He, a school master, would lose to a student, and Wei Yan would definitely do the same. reduce!

"Hehehe, what a good plan! Ningchen!"