Depend on.
This place is getting more and more eerie.
What secrets does the Yunmeng Sect hold that are unknown to the public?
He looked around, but only his own voice could be heard talking to himself; no one answered him.
He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and walked forward.
This is his first time out here, so he really wants to see this amazing land of Dongsheng for himself.
Just as he was about to fly up and find a populated village to ask, he saw a very, very old tree somewhere.
The thick trunks and dense foliage covered an area spanning several miles.
Although it cannot compare to the World Tree of the Yunmeng Sect, this tree is truly outstanding compared to its surrounding environment.
Under the tree.
There was a couple, the man and the woman, who were both soaking wet.
There's so much water.
It was like falling into a river and just being pulled out, completely soaking wet.
There is a chess set under the tree.
There was also an old man with white eyebrows.
His eyebrows were so long they drooped to the ground.
That couple was really bizarre. With such a strange old man watching them, they could still gaze at each other affectionately, their faces getting closer and closer, their lips almost touching.
"Young man, play a game of chess with me."
The old man couldn't stand it anymore. What's wrong with young people these days? Kissing in public!
That's against public morals.
So the old man beckoned Li Ming over.
Li Ming walked to the tree and sat down. The old man introduced himself, and Li Ming gave a brief introduction before they began playing chess.
The atmosphere between the young couple, who were about to share a "French kiss," was completely ruined and interrupted.
The couple looked resentful.
The man stood up, soaking wet, glared fiercely at Li Ming, and left with his drenched girlfriend.
The man walked along, cursing, "This is truly a ghost story."
Is it really that difficult to open up a battlefield in the wild?
This place is called Rotten Chess Town, and it's the perfect place to start a war.
He made sure no one was around before bringing his girlfriend here, intending to start his first outdoor battlefield.
As a result, a clueless young man walked by.
"I think it's like seeing a ghost. I had a chill just now, and I felt like someone was watching me."
"Even when there's no one around, you're always worried that someone will see you. That's the thrill of being in the wild. This kind of joy is hard to imagine."
As the man was speaking, he realized something was amiss and said, "But speaking of which, is that young man crazy? Who is he talking to?"
The woman said, "It might be a ghost."
"Don't talk nonsense, you're giving me goosebumps." The man quickly pulled the woman away.
...
Rotten Chess Town, under the old tree.
Li Ming and an old man with his brows drooping to the ground are engaged in a fierce game of chess.
Li Ming kept glancing at the old man. If it were Green Ivy, who had OCD, here, she would definitely cut off his eyebrows, which were dragging on the ground, without even bothering to trim them.
Do you think I'm a ghost?
The white-browed old man held a white chess piece, placed it down, and looked at Li Ming.
Li Ming remained silent and placed a piece.
The white-browed old man stroked his white eyebrows, shook his head and said, "The young couple just now were star-crossed lovers from Rotten Chess Town. They were orphans from a young age and could be considered childhood sweethearts. But fate is cruel. The man accidentally drowned, and the woman went to save him. Then they both died. Today is their seventh day after death."
Li Ming knew they weren't human.
As for the story, I just found out. No wonder they were all soaking wet earlier; they had drowned.
"Then why did you deliberately disturb them? These are their last moments."
"They're affecting our chess game."
The old man stroked his white eyebrows, staring at the chess pieces. He looked left and right, but couldn't bring himself to place the white piece in his hand. He was about to lose.
The old man looked at him and said, "Can you tell me why you chose black instead of white?"
Li Mingdao said, "I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat, regardless of its color.'"
The old man stroked his two white eyebrows and said with a smile, "Well said."
“You have one more piece, and you’re about to lose.” Li Ming looked at the old man in front of him. “Don’t talk to me about anything else, just finish your move.”
The old man had nowhere else to go, and with a sigh, he placed a piece.
“Now, people’s hearts are lost, morality has declined, ghosts and demons are appearing, gods and demons are running rampant, and immortals are resurrected. This game is unplayable.” The white-browed old man looked at Li Ming with a serious expression and said, “Dongsheng is about to fall into chaos.”
"I won."
Li Ming placed a piece, smiled at the old man, and said softly, "With me here, Dongsheng will not be in chaos!"
He turned and walked away, waving his hand and shouting:
"If I'm not mistaken, today is also your seventh day after death. Rest in peace, old man. With me here, Dongsheng will not be in chaos. Go in peace."
The white-browed old man gazed helplessly at the sky, his figure transforming into starlight and gradually dissipating.
"So I'm not human after all."
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