Volume 1, Chapter 161: The world is a chessboard, and the sage is a piece.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about Ye Tingmu's courage, Dongfang Shuo felt inferior to him.
But it doesn't seem strange that he could do this.
A young man beheaded the county magistrate and the soldiers.
The prince did not kneel when entering the city, and Yaju cut off the arms of so many people that day.
Openly provoking the Third Prince in the government office, what would such a person not dare to do?
The facts were just as Dongfang Shuo had thought.
When it comes to his younger brothers and sisters, Ye Tingmu is fearless.
Perhaps it was the escape five years ago that made him numb to life and death, or perhaps it was because he often hunted monsters to support his family over the years and had become accustomed to danger.
Instinctively, he is not easily frightened by certain things.
And he always sticks to one thing.
Don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of trouble either.
What I mean is that I will never take the initiative to provoke any trouble, and I will never bully the weak for no reason.
But if someone provokes me for no reason, then I'm sorry, it's either you die or you die.
Just like what is happening with Feng He now.
If you don’t know, then forget it.
But now that he knew it, he would not think of ways to avoid it, but how to attack.
As the old saying goes, if you are patient for a while, the sea will be calm; if you take a step back, the sky will be wide open.
A normal person would choose to compromise and survive steadily. If they meet Chao Yu, let alone fight, they would probably run away as far as possible.
But Ye Tingmu is not.
He only knew that he had to strike when it was time to strike, and that the bravest would prevail when two men met on a narrow road.
He also believed that in any game, the initiative was always in the hands of the attacker.
The two of them were speechless.
Dongfang Shuo asked, "This chess game can be replayed if it's over, but the game outside of this chessboard is gone. How do you plan to overturn it?"
Ye Tingmu did not answer, but stood up and walked to the tea table and poured two cups of hot tea.
Then he returned to his original place, sat down, and handed the cup to Dongfang Shuo.
"Senior, have some tea to moisten your throat."
Dongfang Shuo was not polite and came straight to him, but he thought in his heart, this kid is really not polite at all.
Ye Tingmu took a sip of tea and then praised: "Senior, I have been thinking about this tea for several days."
"Haha... If you like it, you can bring some back later."
"How is your kindness? Thank you in advance, Senior."
Dongfang Shuo chuckled, then shook his head, feeling really embarrassed.
But since I gave Jiandu this little tea, it’s really nothing.
Ye Tingmu thought so too. Since he had already got the sword, what was wrong with getting some tea?
Besides, the more he owes him, the greater the probability that this old man will take action.
How to say it.
For example, if you owe the bank billions, they will be eager to put you in the ICU for two days if you catch a cold.
Hehe, that’s the truth.
Dongfang Shuo took a sip of his tea and said, "You haven't answered what my friend just said yet?"
Ye Tingmu also put down the cup in his hand, then looked up and said: "Senior, this chess game is naturally unchangeable, but hasn't it just begun? And we have already won a small victory by making a single move."
When he said this, his voice was full of confidence, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Dongfang Shuo was stunned.
To outsiders, you are still in a dead end.
Why do you say it’s just the beginning?
"Young man, there are some things that you don't know yet?" he asked in confusion.
Ye Tingmu replied, "I already know what I should know. I also know what the senior is referring to. However, this so-called dilemma was only because I had not yet entered the game. Now that I have entered the game, all of this can be solved."
"The young are to be feared."
After listening to this, Dongfang Shuo only replied with four words.
This young man is not only brave, but also crazy.
But he admired this young man very much.
People should not be arrogant when they are young.
"Then I, the old man, will wait and see how much control you can have over the chess game of the world."
"Senior, you are joking. To be honest, I came here today to ask for a favor."
"Oh...what's the matter? Tell me."
Ye Tingmu swept his hand and cleared the chessboard between the two of them.
Then he pointed to the empty chessboard and said, "Senior, please look at the chessboard now. I have a rough idea of how many pieces I have, but I don't know what pieces I can use. So I dare to ask you how many pieces I can control."
Dongfang Shuo's expression became solemn and his tone became heavier when he heard this.
He looked at Ye Tingmu.
"If the world is a chessboard and the saints are chess pieces, my friend, do you dare to play?"
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.
"Why not?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Shuo picked up a black chess piece with his withered fingertips and placed it on the chessboard.
He said, "Then I, this old man, can give you a son."
His meaning was clear, he was willing to be a piece on the chessboard.
Then it was a royal dispute.
But in the end, the key to victory or defeat is still the duel between saints.
Below the saint, we are just ants and fireflies.
This is not an empty statement.
Saints are known as land gods, and their fighting power is such that one person can destroy half a city with ease.
Ye Tingmu was delighted.
But his face remained calm.
There is definitely no free lunch in the world.
Therefore, if Dongfang Shuo is willing to be a pawn, he will have to pay a certain price.
And the price will obviously not be too small.
"May I ask, Senior, what are the conditions?"
Dongfang Shuo pulled his beard and smiled.
“Dealing with smart people is refreshing.”
As he said this he stood up.
Walk to the window.
At this time, the setting sun looks like a light golden yellow.
The cold pond outside the window was shimmering with a strange luster.
The last ray of afterglow fell on Dongfang Shuo's face.
Let the white hair be dyed with a touch of yellow.
"My request should not be difficult for you. That is, after my death, you will protect the descendants of the Dongfang family for a thousand years. Do you dare to agree to it?"
Ye Tingmu was a little confused, and was blessed for a thousand years.
This old fellow is so sure that I can become a saint.
You know, only saints can live for more than a thousand years.
But a thousand years is indeed a bit long.
He didn't answer immediately.
Dongfang Shuo turned around and said, "I believe you already know that there is a person behind the eldest prince, named Wang Changsheng, right?"
Ye Tingmu nodded.
"I know. He is known as the number one person in Kyushu and an old immortal in the mortal world."
Dongfang Shuo continued, "Yes, people say he is the best in the world, but he always says he is only the second best. Do you know why?"
Ye Tingmu shook his head in confusion. He didn't understand why Dongfang Shuo suddenly said this.
"Please tell me, senior."
"Because the best in the Nine Provinces is me."
"Ah..." Ye Tingmu screamed.
He knew that Dongfang Shuo was very powerful, but it seemed a little too unreal that he was the best in the world.
"Senior, this is really not a joke."
Although there are thirty-six saints in Jiuzhou, there are different levels of saints.
The first level of the Nine Realms is called a Saint, and the ninth level of the Nine Realms is also called a Saint.
But I'm afraid that even if the three of them were combined, they wouldn't be able to defeat the latter alone.
Wang Changsheng is known as a half-step immortal. If he is more powerful than him, doesn’t that mean he is an immortal?
But the Dongfang Shuo in front of him didn’t look like him.
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