Chapter 224: Are You Still Trapped in Mount Hua?
There are two changes in the third-level old chess player.
First of all, the chess domain has a blocking effect - the current chess domain can prohibit "all players" and "some monsters" from leaving the chess domain. The reason why it is some monsters is because it is not realistic to lock the world boss.
Secondly, a new combat system called "chess type combination skills" is opened for chess players. When two chess types of the same quality are on the field, if the compatibility of the chess type skills is high enough, then they can release the "chess type combination skills".
Anson Lu initially thought that this system was useless and would probably have no effect in actual combat.
Later he thought about it again, if he could really come up with something big, like using two End-level chess pieces to perform a combo in the world boss battle, maybe it would really have a miraculous effect?
March 8, early morning, a wooden hut in Liukan Town.
"My current chess pieces..." Anson Lu yawned, stared at the chessboard and sighed, "No matter how I look at it, I can't perform a combo, right?"
He got up and washed up, during which time he received a message from Jiang Yiji, who invited him to play in a billiard room in Huanjing, and said it was a private room and no one would notice him, so he didn't need to worry.
Since the other party had said so much, Anson Lu did not refuse. After washing up, he put on a hat and mask, and used the travel coupon to travel around Beijing.
"Hey, Captain."
Anson Deer was leaning against a telephone pole and greeted without even looking up.
"Does it need to be covered so tightly?"
Jiang Yiji's voice was gentle. He was also wearing a mask and a hat, but he also had a pair of sunglasses.
"Come on, Captain, do you have the right to say that to me?" Anson Lu complained.
"How much trouble would it be if someone saw me and you at this point?"
"Come on, come on, to the billiard room."
Not long after, the two entered an underground bar. Jiang Yiji asked the owner for a private room. The owner nodded when he heard his voice. It seemed that he was an old acquaintance.
After entering the room and closing the door, Anson Lu immediately took off his hat and mask and breathed in a breath of fresh air.
"So, what do you want to ask me about last night?" he asked.
"You helped to resolve the out-of-control incident in Tokyo, which brought a lot of good responses. The positive and negative feedback on the Internet is very good. This will make it easier for you to join the national team in the future."
After a pause, Jiang Yijie continued, "But... you didn't kill the five sequence players directly, but handed them over to the Japanese national team?"
"I'm not a murderer. I'm still very rational." Anson Lu was shocked.
He thought to himself that if it were the principal and Ansen Lu, those five trash would have died a thousand times. Compared to them, he was simply a saint among saints.
"That's good. At least you have restored the impression in the hearts of the people." Jiang Yijie smiled. "Originally, when they heard that you tore off Lorenzo's right hand, they completely classified you as a crazy monster in their hearts."
"That was just acting..." Anson Lu leaned down, his eyes level with the pool cue, "If I wasn't acting and Lorenzo and I really fought, he would have lost more than just one hand."
"I know you are great. I think it would be a good idea to take advantage of this opportunity to directly announce that Hell Lighthouse has joined the national team."
"No, it's still not safe enough. Let's talk about it after two rounds of dungeons."
"Well... you still don't trust us enough."
"Not really, I just want to minimize your stress."
"Okay, how about a cup of coffee? It's my treat." Jiang Yiji picked up the menu and pen.
"Yes, but I need to add some brewed milk or something, otherwise it will be too bitter like Chinese medicine and I won't be able to drink it." Anson Lu hit the rod hard.
Jiang Yijie was stunned for a moment after hearing this and then said, "It's always at times like this that I realize that you are just a student who has just reached adulthood. The world is really too magical."
Bang……
The ball went into the hole with a crisp sound.
"Do I have to wear a red scarf before you remember that I'm a student?" An Senlu complained while handing the pool cue to Jiang Yijie.
"That's not the case." Jiang Yiji laughed at himself.
"By the way, do you have that kind of coffee here..." Anson Deer asked, "Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee?"
"I thought you didn't drink coffee, but you know this brand name?"
"I heard from the principal that he was deceived into buying a fake bag and he happily showed it off to me."
"Hmm...it sounds pretty pitiful."
"It's quite pitiful, but he has it all to blame. He did those bad things, so it's no surprise that he has all this bad luck."
"Honestly, I can't imagine you standing against humanity, even for a while."
"No need to imagine, I'm standing right next to you, Captain."
“That’s really reassuring.”
"Speaking of which, I still need some materials." Anson Lu put his hands in his pockets and coughed.
"Oh, so that's your intention..." Jiang Yijie was stunned, "You need it again just one day later?"
"Well, this time we need one thousand rare-grade materials and twenty specific legendary-grade materials."
"It's a real headache, but I can't do anything about you."
"The twenty legendary materials I need are called 'Philosopher's Stones'. If possible, please help me get them. They are very important to me."
Jiang Yiji sighed lightly, bent down, and swung the cue carefully and slowly: "Of course, we are partners, Anson Lu." With a "bang", the cue head hit the billiard ball and the ball bounced out.
"No, should we be considered friends?" Anson Lu leaned against the wall, playing with his cell phone.
Jiang Yijie put down his golf club and smiled warmly, "Not bad."
Boom——
The ball went into the hole.
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In the middle of the night on March 10, Anson Lu was awakened by the sound of a text message alert. This was because his hearing became more and more acute as his level increased.
He picked up the phone beside his pillow and looked at it while rubbing his sleepy eyes.
A message from Chu Qimo said: "President, if you are still awake, do you want to go to the mountains to exercise together? I just happen to have something to talk to you about."
Anson Lu was stunned for a long time, glanced at the time blankly, and complained in his heart: Teacher Chu, is there something wrong with your brain or is there something wrong with me? It's two o'clock in the middle of the night.
Soon, Chu Qimo sent another message.
"Forget it, sorry to bother you, President. I just acted on impulse."
Anson Deer lay back and covered his eyes with his arms.
After a while, he couldn't help but sigh softly, opened his eyes, decisively got up from the bed, put on his shoes, lowered his head and replied to a message on his mobile phone.
"Teacher Chu, I just saw the message. Please wait for me in the square."
After sending the message, he opened the wardrobe, put on a thick blue cotton-padded jacket, a hat and woolen gloves. He looked like a big fat man, and walked into the snowy night with clumsy steps.
Soon, he saw Chu Qimo in the square. The unscrupulous teacher who encouraged students to stay up late was leaning against the wall of the square building with his elbows folded, carrying a sword bag on his back, waiting for Anson Deer.
"Hey, you're still awake so late?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Okay, I just happened to be awake yet." Anson Lu let out a breath of white air and lied casually.
"Let's go to the mountain and talk."
"Okay, President."
The two of them walked through the gray morning mist and along the path up the mountain. Anson Lu put his hands in the pockets of his cotton jacket and said, "How was the last round of the dungeon?"
"It's quite easy, not difficult at all."
"That's good."
"I want to talk to you about my past."
"It's about the past. You asked me to be a tree hole in the middle of the night?" Anson Lu laughed.
In fact, he was also interested in what kind of environment Chu Qimo had lived in before to develop such a strange personality, which could be said to be incompatible with modern society.
"President, you usually go to bed late, so I thought of you."
"Go ahead."
"I was abandoned by my parents when I was born. The master who taught me swordsmanship took me in and brought me to live on Mount Huashan. So from childhood to adulthood, I lived in an isolated environment, focusing on practicing swordsmanship day after day."
"Oh, then your master must be some kind of hermit master. Could he be the successor of Wudang?" Anson Lu teased.
"My master is indeed very strong. I have never won a fight with him since I was a child. We have always lived alone until I was twelve years old. My master took in a girl who was also abandoned."
"This master is so nice. He adopted you, taught you swordsmanship, and even gave you a girlfriend?"
"That's not the case. The girl is one year younger than me, but she has a serious illness and can only live in a wheelchair. She will die soon." Chu Qimo said, "I went down the mountain with my master to find a doctor who could save her life, but we couldn't find one in the end. Her symptoms were too strange and no local doctor could cure her."
"And then?" Anson Deer touched his nose.
"Then, my master, she and I traveled all over the country, visiting hospitals in cities big and small, but we still couldn't find a way to cure her."
Chu Qimo lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"In that year, every time we arrived in a new city, my master and I would earn money by performing arts, such as swordplay. Because of our strange attire, we were often called Taoist priests or charlatans. But the girl in the wheelchair always smiled happily. She told me that the world outside was really big. Because of this strange disease, her parents locked her up at home since she was a child and she couldn't even go to school. Thanks to her parents abandoning her, she was able to meet me and my master and travel with us."
Anson Deer put his hands behind his head and looked up at the Norwegian night sky.
"What happened next? Did you save her?" He never liked asking questions because of his super intuition. He already knew the answers to many questions before asking them.
But every time he knew the answer, he would always ask, as if he was expecting his intuition to be wrong this time.
"She's dead."
Chu Qimo's voice was soft and calm.
"We finally returned to Huashan. She would get up early with me every day. She would move her wheelchair to my side before the sun came out and watch me practice swordplay. She said it was fun."
"At that time, I asked her if Huashan would be boring. If she wanted, we could continue the journey together without telling our master. She shook her head and told me... It turns out that it's not this world that is beautiful, but every day with my master and I by my side."
"She cried, she cried her eyes out. It was the first time I saw her cry in the one and a half years we had known each other. She had always smiled so happily before, as if she had no idea that she was about to die."
"After she died, I would get up on time every morning to practice swordplay, as if she was still watching me from heaven, sitting in a wheelchair, laughing at me and saying..."
Chu Qimo's voice became a little hoarse when he said this, "Brother, you are really good at swordplay."
Anson Deer's nose felt a little sour.
He thought to himself, Teacher Chu, it turns out you have this kind of past. No wonder you are not interested in women. You are as rigid as a robot in your daily life, and all you do every day is practice swordplay.
"You know, President." Chu Qimo said slowly, "Later, my master drove me out of Huashan. He said that I should be independent. After leaving Huashan, I continued to perform swordplay and live the same life day after day."
After a pause, he continued:
"Until... one day, I started to find myself unable to get out of bed in the morning. It seemed like it was the first time in ten years that I didn't get up at four in the morning to practice swordplay."
"when?"
"After I met you guys, I played cards with you guys all night long."
"Oh, now I remember, when we were climbing the stone?"
"Well, I had a lot of fun." Chu Qimo said, "I felt a little guilty when I woke up the next day. A habit that had lasted for several years was broken. I always felt that she would not look at me anymore in the future."
Anson Deer opened his mouth, but no words came out.
"But I think... this is actually quite good, people always have to look forward." Chu Qimo said softly, "When I was with you, I felt that the loneliness, pain, and obsession in the past were all slowly resolved.
I was just thinking, it turns out that people can live so happily.
I was thinking, can I forgive myself now, forgive myself for not being able to save her at that time.
I was thinking, that girl in the wheelchair, I don’t want me to live like a machine every day, I am very happy now, I have friends who can quarrel with me, not just swords. "
Anson Deer was silent for a long time, then said affirmatively:
"Of course, she will be happy and proud of you in heaven now."
"Really?"
"yes."
"If that's the case, that would be great."
"Come on! It must be like this, Teacher Chu. Why are you hesitating like a sissy? This is not like you." Anson Lu said as he bumped into Chu Qimo's shoulder.
At this moment, they had reached the top of the mountain and stood on the edge of the cliff. From here they could have a panoramic view of the entire town of Liukan. Even if it was obscured by the morning mist, it didn't matter.
Not long after, a ray of morning light pierced through the dim world, passed through the clouds in the sky, and shone on the cliff. Behind the two people was a snowy forest, and in front of them was a northern town surrounded by mountains.
An Senlu glanced at his watch and reminded: "Teacher Chu, it's already five o'clock in the morning. Don't you still have to practice sword?"
Chu Qimo raised his eyes and looked at the sky at dawn.
Anson Lu turned to look at him, wondering what this Huashan weirdo was up to. Would he jump off the cliff and commit suicide in the blink of an eye? Or was he going to drag him to die with him to pay tribute to his junior sister's spirit in heaven?
At this moment, Chu Qimo suddenly spoke.
"No more practice, President, let's go back."
"Hey, hey, we finally climbed to the top of the mountain." Anson Lu was shocked, wondering if this guy was using sword practice as an excuse to drag him to climb the mountain?
"Let's talk about it next time." Chu Qimo's face was shrouded in the morning light. "I'm sorry, President, I pulled you over here in the middle of the night and said a lot of sentimental words to myself."
"Okay, it's no big deal, let's just go back."
"Is it really okay?"
"Actually, I lied to you. I was sleeping so soundly before that I was woken up by your message." Anson Lu sighed, "If it were Crybaby Dragon and Crow, I would have already scolded them. I suggest that Teacher Chu write a ten thousand word reflection letter and hand it in to me when you go back."
"I'm really sorry, President. I will never send you messages late at night again."
An Senlu looked at Chu Qimo's serious expression and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, forget it. Considering that you just left Huashan not long ago, it's not surprising that you don't understand the ways of the world."
"Okay, thank you for your understanding."
"I'm almost dying of sleep, how about you carry me back?"
"That's fine, but President, you have a sled..."
"Oh, that seems to make sense." Anson Lu suspected that he was sleepy and stupid.
He quickly called for the Christmas sleigh and originally wanted to ride it down the mountain, but Chu Qimo said he wanted to walk back by himself. Anson Lu was really afraid that this buddy would suddenly become depressed, so he simply came down to accompany him for another trip.
"President, you really don't want to sit on the snow..."
"Shut up, it's so noisy."
Anson Deer said viciously.
"……OK."
Chu Qimo put on his sword bag and smiled faintly.
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