After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"Can't you just go and see for yourself?"

"It's not about this, look, someone set up a challenge booth, saying that they would give away something if they won a game of chess."

Hang Yanling was eager to give it a try, Zhou Qingying glanced at it, and saw that there were really many people around the stall that Hang Yanling was pointing at, and there was a big flagpole on it, which said that the winners would get rich gifts, while the losers would Respectfully call it the teacher's challenge.

Because there were too many people watching the excitement, it was hard to see the appearance of the people who set up the stall, but judging from the screams that happened on the opposite side, it seemed that it was not an easy task to get the prize.

Thinking of going to be the same as when she was a child, standing with Hang Yanling for a couple of hours to watch people play chess, Zhou Qingying couldn't help curling her lips: "What's so interesting about playing chess."

"I'm going to try it, my hands are itchy."

"Huh? Didn't you never refuse to do it yourself?"

Zhou Qingying opened her eyes, and she finally caught Hang Yanling's flaw.

Unexpectedly, it was Hang Yanling who grabbed her arm first and pulled her up from her seat: "The reason why I don't want to play with those senior sisters from Lianhua Palace is because it's not good to win them, but it will make them feel inferior It’s embarrassing for a kid to win, but this is a clear business. It’s hard for me to have a chance to practice, good senior sister, why don’t you go with me.”

Acting like a baby is Hang Yanling's usual method in getting along with the two of them, and she has tried everything. It seems that as long as she holds Zhou Qingying's hand and shakes it from side to side twice, and blinks her eyes, there will be nothing in the world that Zhou Qingying will not agree to.

Zhou Qingying snorted coldly when she saw her junior sister acting coquettishly.

Hmph, that's all in the past, even if you beg me so much, I will never forget what you have done in the past five years.

Now that things have happened, do you still want to act like a baby in front of me by pretending that nothing happened?

Why should I listen to you?

Zhou Qingying twisted her head: "I'm going after drinking the sour plum soup."

"it is good!"

Hang Yanling nodded with a smile on his face, while Zhou Qingying secretly showed the pride of the winner. After tasting the last few mouthfuls in the bamboo tube, he smacked his lips, stood up and took Hang Yanling's wrist: "Let's go!"

The people in charge of monitoring at the side glanced at each other, each looked like they were being supported by sour plum soup, rubbed their stomachs, got up and followed behind the two.

The booth was very lively at first, but as soon as Hang Yanling stretched his head over, the people around found that the woman next to him looked so familiar, and they all screamed in shock.

"Hang Yanling is here!!??"

"It's over, I'm going to die!!"

"Run!!!!"

With a whoosh, the stall that was still crowded just now was gone in the blink of an eye except for the stall operator.

Zhou Qingying glared at the crowd who ran away, and wanted to say a few words for Hang Yanling, but saw Hang Yanling patted her on the shoulder, and sat down on the challenger's booth with a big horse.

The man who opened the chess booth was a young man wearing a straw hat. The shadow cast by the sun covered his face. The moment he reached Hang Yanling, he was suddenly stunned: "You are...Hang Yanling?"

"Yes, yes, my face is quite famous."

The man who set up the stall snorted coldly, and was about to say something with a smirk, but when his eyes touched Zhou Qingying behind Hang Yanling, he suddenly stood up: "Zhou, Miss Zhou!!"

Zhou Qingying was taken aback. After carefully watching the appearance of the person who set up the stall, she suddenly said in shock, "Ou Ziang! Why are you!!!"

That was Hang Yanling's opponent in the second round of the introductory competition, the copper smelter who threatened to sell Hang Yanling's face and voluntarily surrendered so that he could go down the mountain and marry Zhou Qingying as his wife... Cough cough, that weird young man.

Hang Yanling looked back and forth curiously: "Why, you two know each other?"

Ou Ziang snorted coldly, disdaining to answer Hang Yanling's question.

Seeing that it was this unlucky guy, Zhou Qingying pulled Hang Yanling and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Ou Ziang had no choice but to keep saying: "Wait, you guys are here to play chess? Is Miss Zhou going to play?"

"It's me, but it seems that you don't like me, and I have disturbed your business, sorry."

Hang Yanling scratched the back of her head and got up to leave, but Ou Ziang hurriedly stopped her: "Wait - I'll fight with you!"

"Hey, come, come, I want the red pawn."

Rolling up his sleeves, Hang Yanling, who came up to the addiction, straddled his legs and sat back on the stool again like a boss, with one arm on his knees, his waist squinted and his eyes shining.

Seeing this, Ou Ziang felt quite disdainful in his heart, and said, "It's just that I'm going to play with you, and some rules need to be changed—if I lose, I'd like to give you a thousand taels of gold as a gift."

"What if you win?"

"Humph……"

Ou Ziang looked up at Zhou Qingying, and said confidently, "After a quarter of an hour, you will understand."

"Ah, it seems a little unfair to you to suddenly increase your weight."

Hang Yanling was quite considerate of the opponent, glanced at the unfinished endgame on the chessboard, his eyes lit up, pointed to the chess pieces on the board and said: "How about this, how about I play with you according to this endgame? It's just on my side It's the red side."

"Heh, you don't know how to play chess at first glance. Now you have lost the red square chariot and horse, and I am one step away from forming a two-horse drinking fountain. It is only a matter of time before I win. How can I win?"

"It's okay, it's fun to solve the mess."

Hang Yanling rubbed her hands with a smile: "But it's an endgame, how about letting me go first?"

"It was your turn to go."

Ou Ziang glanced greedily at Zhou Qingying, who looked at Zhou Qingying with hair straightened, and tugged at Hang Yanling's arm: "Let's start from the head."

"Hey, I'll try."

Hang Yanling excitedly picked up a pawn, glanced back and forth on the chessboard, and then made a move.

Ou Ziang smiled disdainfully, and carried the cart to eat Hang Yanling's pawns. Today, he decided to eat every piece of Hang Yanling's chess pieces, and take revenge for being beaten in the competition.

As the chess game unfolded, Hang Yanling kept laughing and scurrying around with Ou Ziang's pieces on the board as if deliberately delaying, and sometimes even deliberately gave his own pieces to the opponent to eat.

The two alternated attacking and defending each other, just when Ou Ziang's anxiety was provoked to a certain extent, Hang Yanling slapped twice, and suddenly took two pieces of Ou Ziang in a row.

Although they were all pawns, this made Ou Ziang annoyed. He couldn't get used to Hang Yanling gaining the upper hand, so he insisted on fighting against Hang Yanling head-on.

But this cunning guy kept dying and refused to let Ou Ziang assemble the killing formation. Finally, Ou Ziang found a chance to protect the two horses, that is, when crossing the river boundary, Hang Yanling replaced one of them.

"Yo, your horse is gone."

Hang Yanling held the black horse on the chessboard in his hand, and said braggingly: "Still obsessed with devouring my defense line, I don't mind taking your other horse and breaking into your hometown again."

"Insanity!"

Ou Ziang's eyes widened angrily, but as Hang Yanling said, he had to withdraw and return to the defense, but he caught Hang Yanling's full set again and again, and after pulling back and forth, Hang Yanling took down a few more chess pieces.

To be honest, Hang Yanling's chess playing style is really irritating. She can always read Ou Ziang's intentions, deliberately provoke him, and lead Ou Ziang to jump across the river repeatedly.

Ou Ziang also took the lead, insisting on eating all of Hang Yanling's chess pieces, he went back and forth, and when he found a pawn squatting at the door of his veteran at some time, it was too late to regret it.

With a single cannon elevated, the outcome is decided.

"Okay! Playing with live people is much more interesting than reading chess records!"

Hang Yanling stretched her waist greatly, got up and was about to leave with her sleeves in her hands, but Ou Ziang stopped her and scolded with a red face, "This one doesn't count, this one is me—"

"It was you who let the water go on purpose. Of course I know. After all, no one really chases a few pawns back and forth. If you want to win and insist on going your own way, I will at most give you a draw in this endgame."

Hang Yanling smiled and waved her hands: "It's just a draw. I won't take your money, and don't make demands on me. What should we do? Let's break up."

"stop!"

Ou Ziang stood up from the chair with a bang, and glared at Hang Yanling: "If you win a win, you want to run away. How can it be a man's doing, come again!"

"Oh, I've had enough."

"Hang Yanling, I want you to bet with me!"

Ou Ziang shouted loudly, his voice was sonorous, and his tone could not be refused: "I am unwilling to lose this game, let's do another round!"

"Hey, your addiction is bigger than mine."

In desperation, Hang Yanling sat down again, picked up the chess pieces from both sides and took the initiative to set up the chess.

Ou Ziang said sharply: "If you win this time, I will give you ten thousand gold and a fortune!"

"Hey, okay, what if I lose?"

"Then give Zhou Qingying to me, you bastard will never interfere in my marriage with her again in this lifetime."

"..."

Hang Yanling, who was placing the chess pieces, suddenly stopped. She looked up at Ou Ziang, then turned her head and looked at Zhou Qingying with a smile: "Oh, little senior sister, what's wrong, you have been with him for the past few years when I lost my memory ?”

"What a joke!"

Zhou Qingying said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! This guy has been entangled with me for many years for no reason, who is going to marry this kind of person!"

"Miss Zhou, don't say anything, just watch it obediently. If I win, you follow me down the mountain to get married, and I will give you wealth and honor for the rest of your life."

"I, I don't like you!"

"You're young, it doesn't matter if you don't know the basics, when you and I get married, the bridesmaids will know my benefits."

Ou Ziang was full of confidence, and looked at Hang Yanling disdainfully: "Come on, just bet on Zhou Qingying, and fight with me in an upright manner."

Hang Yanling smiled, and straightened her back: "Take the little senior sister as a bet, and if you win, you will take her down to the bridal chamber, right?"

"Naturally good."

"You like her, she doesn't like you."

"She is still young, and many things are just ignorance and nonsense. After a year, she will give birth to a son and a half for me. After becoming a mother, she will accept everything."

"Oh……"

"Hang Yanling, stop talking nonsense, are you going down?"

"Hey, okay, you wait a minute."

Hang Yanling stood up, and cupped his hands to the watching students who were watching: "You all heard it, give me evidence for this... chess player."

After all, Hang Yanling turned back with a smile and asked, "I'm still the red chess, shall I come first?"

"So what if I let you go first?"

"it is good."

Hang Yanling bent down, his face suddenly turned grim, and he picked up the stool under his buttocks and slammed it viciously on Ou Ziang's Tianling cover.

"I bet your mother fucked up!"

With a bang, the wooden board cracked, and before Ou Ziang could react, Hang Yanling raised his leg and kicked over the chessboard, and raised his fist to smash Ou Ziang.

With Ou Ziang's cultivation base, nothing would happen if he was hit by a wooden stool. Seeing Hang Yanling punching him, he snorted coldly: "I expected you to do this!"

After finishing speaking, he dodged Hang Yanling's punch full of flaws, and slapped Hang Yanling's face with a backhand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded, and Hang Yanling was slapped hard, the nosebleed was slapped out, and he staggered and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his head only felt that the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were scattered all over the ground. .

Zhou Qingying helped Hang Yanling up with a pale face, and shouted: "Hey! You, you really lost your cultivation, why can't you even avoid this slap! Are you okay?"

Before Hang Yanling could utter a word, the four students monitoring Hang Yanling rushed forward, and they all pressed Ou Ziang, who had hurt someone, to the ground.

Ou Ziang knew that there was a patrol team in Linlang Academy, but he didn't know that the four people who followed Hang Yanling were sent by the school. He just thought that they were the helpers sent by Hang Yanling. The foot stepped on the hand.

"Ou Ziang from the young class is depraved, hurts people in the downtown, take him back!"

The patrolling student in the lead shouted angrily, and the two twisted Ou Ziang up to escort him away.

Hang Yanling covered her head, and spat out a mouthful of nosebleeds: "Hey, I didn't expect this person to strike so hard."

"You are stupid! Why did you fight with him?!"

Zhou Qingying was angry and distressed, neither scolded Hang Yanling nor said Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling smiled: "It's nothing, I don't like to listen to what he said. I'm not happy with the way he looks at you, I'm on top, hehe, little senior sister, you won't blame me for ruining your marriage, will you?"

"You stupid junior sister!!"

Zhou Qingying rubbed the nosebleed off Hang Yanling's face with her sleeve. While feeling distressed, she couldn't help being a little... happy.

She held Hang Yanling's face awkwardly, and said seriously: "Next time you do this again, I won't come out to play with you!"

"Haha, don't, I'm not lonely when you're here! If you don't accompany me, what's the point of me going shopping?"

This sentence almost gave Zhou Qingying's brain a crash.

"You...you...I, huh, huh...you...you are stupid, forget it!"

"Hey, I'm sorry to make you worry, but I won't have a chance to continue shopping with me for a while!"

Hang Yanling got up nonchalantly, walked to the leading monitoring senior, stretched out her hands and looked up at the senior, grinning and said: "I'm sorry, just now my wicked girl Hang Yanling still hurt someone after all, you should put me Lock it up wherever you want, it’s not easy for me to stare at it in the middle of the day.”

The senior monitoring Hang Yanling frowned and gave Hang Yanling a cold look, and said in a low voice: "This time, I'll pretend I didn't see it, so I won't be an example."