146. Ghost Wall
Mr. Feng laughed unrestrainedly and heartily in front of Chen Ji.
At the end of his laugh, he put his palm on Chen Ji's shoulder and bent over with laughter, startling the flocks of birds in the mountains and forests to fly up and circle in the night sky.
Chen Ji stood with his sword in his hand, the blade was very close to Mr. Feng, but the other party seemed not to see it, or perhaps, he had never worried that a small official in the acquired realm could do anything to him.
Chen Ji looked down at Mr. Feng in front of him, wondering whether he should take the opportunity to kill him with a knife, but after looking at him for a long time, he found... there was no flaw.
The other person's hand, which seemed to be casually placed on his shoulder, must be faster than his own knife.
After a long moment, Mr. Feng straightened his back and wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes with his thumbs. "What a funny young man! One moment he was trying to persuade me to abandon evil and join the good, and the next moment he changed his allegiance so decisively."
Chen Ji said seriously, "Since a smart person like Mr. Feng is willing to follow the Liu family, I think the Liu family must have some outstanding qualities that I don't know about."
Mr. Feng stared at him with a half-smile. "You've already said all the words. Now let me ask you, what are the conditions for working with me?"
Chen Ji thought for a moment and said, "Let the prince and the princess go."
"Is it that simple?"
"It's that simple."
Mr. Feng thought for a moment and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Let me change the conditions."
Chen Ji said helplessly: "Mr. Feng can't even make the decision on such a small matter? Then what's the point of staying in the Liu family? You might as well follow me to Prince Jing's Mansion."
Mr. Feng was at a loss for words. "You're talking as if you can make the decision for the palace. I said I want 30,000 taels of silver a year. How about that?"
Chen Ji: “Okay.”
Mr. Feng looked at Chen Ji speechless. After a moment, he sighed and said, "You really dare to agree to anything. I know you are just stalling for time, but I can't help but want to hear what nonsense you can come up with to save your life. But I don't have to do it myself to ask for the prince and the princess. What's the point of you just delaying me?"
Chen Ji said seriously: "Sir, you misunderstood. I really want to follow your lead."
Mr. Feng ignored his nonsense and thought, "What are you waiting for by delaying?"
"Wait for Prince Jing? Unfortunately, the masters around Prince Jing have all been eliminated by the Imperial Household Department over the years. Wait for the Secret Service? The Secret Service is far away in Luo City and has no way of knowing what happened here..."
Mr. Feng looked up at Chen Ji and smiled even more happily: "Young man, it seems that you have no way out."
This time, Chen Ji remained silent.
He seemed to have grasped something from Mr. Feng's words, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment.
Mr. Feng smiled and patted his shoulder. "I know you must be waiting for something, but it doesn't matter. If you want to delay, I'll accompany you for a while. I heard that you beat Prince Jing and Zhang Zhuo at chess. I didn't have the chance to play against them, so why don't you play a game with me?"
"good."
Chen Ji felt a little strange.
Mr. Feng doesn't seem like the kind of person who gets carried away by success. The other party could obviously kill him right now, which is what a smart person would do, but he is willing to wait with him.
I am waiting for reinforcements, what is the other party waiting for?
Mr. Feng waved behind him, "Jiang Yan, get the chessboard and chess basket from the saddle!"
Not far away, two war horses were tied to a dead tree.
Jiang Yan took out a handful of beans from the saddle bag and fed it to the warhorse, then took out a cloth chessboard from the other side bag and spread it neatly on the ground.
Chen Ji and Mr. Feng sat cross-legged under the moon.
Mr. Feng looked at Chen Ji and said, "We play fast chess, and each move cannot exceed ten breaths. If you exceed ten breaths,
Before you even make a move, Jiang Yan will chop off your head and send it back to the Liu family mansion; if you haven't seen the person you're waiting for by the end of this round, you will also die."
After saying that, he actually played black and made the first move.
Chen Ji silently counted his breaths and placed his white piece at the last moment. His fingers had barely left the board when Mr. Feng had already placed his second black piece.
Chen Ji always dragged his feet until his last breath, while Mr. Feng never hesitated.
After a few short moves, he suddenly frowned.
Mr. Feng's thinking was so sharp and agile that he had never seen such a thing before. The opponent was using the Wuyou Corner as a defensive position, and as soon as his white piece hit it, the opponent immediately opened up and closed the battle, creating another battlefield and avoiding fighting with him.
This person thinks in the overall picture, not just in one area.
Chen Ji's chess skills were not very good, but with the moves he learned from AlphaGo, this was the first time he was defeated so quickly.
If this was a move that the opponent had thought out after a long time, he could still understand it, but Mr. Feng broke the game without even thinking!
At this moment, Mr. Feng looked away from the chessboard, raised his head and jokingly looked at Chen Ji, "This chess move isn't your own, is it? Why is it so clumsy and dry when used?"
Chen Ji was shocked that he had been seen through!
While he was distracted, Jiang Yan beside him slowly raised the blade of his knife, and he quickly placed a piece on the chessboard.
Mr. Feng was immediately dissatisfied: "Bad move, bad move! I've just said something that disturbed you. You can take it back!"
After saying that, he picked up the white piece that Chen Ji had just dropped and threw it back into Chen Ji's hand: "I'll give you another ten breaths!"
Chen Ji looked deeply at Mr. Feng, took a deep breath, and looked back at the chessboard. With his last breath fading, he placed the white piece at the bottom, in the "Autumn" position.
Mr. Feng's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in admiration, "You're quite courageous, young man! Now your chess moves really sound like your own. Before, I don't know where you picked up others' ideas, but they were completely different."
Chen Ji ignored him and just stared at the chessboard silently, as if he had ignored the outside world.
The swaying branches, the blowing dead leaves, and the birds under the moon have all fallen silent.
The two men exchanged moves on the chessboard, their moves becoming faster and faster. On the chessboard, Chen Ji's weakened white dragon rushed from the corners, nearly fighting its way out of the heavy encirclement several times.
Mr. Feng said as he made his move, "Your technique for dealing with me is truly spirited. No wonder you were able to fight your way all the way here. Young man, I'm interested in finding someone talented again. If you can work with me, I'll help you fulfill a wish. How about that? However, the Crown Prince and the Princess are in great need of me, so I can't grant you this."
Chen Ji replied without even looking up: "Okay."
Mr. Feng smiled and didn't get angry. He just casually placed a piece on the chessboard.
In an instant, Chen Ji's white dragon could no longer move.
He held a white piece, not knowing where to move it. It was a dead end.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Ten breaths.
Mr. Feng sighed, "The person you were waiting for never came. Although I cherish talent, I would rather kill someone like you when he is still insignificant."
Jiang Yan silently raised his knife beside Chen Ji and chopped it down like thunder, but Chen Ji seemed to have been prepared for it, and he grasped the handle of the whale knife and slashed it up!
However, the knife that was originally intended to cut off Jiang Yan's wrist missed.
Jiang Yan's wrist was just hovering on the edge of the blade's trajectory. His strong control allowed him to avoid the knife before it fell again.
This is a crushing blow from the realm!
Innate realm!
Chen Ji, clutching his knife, rolled backwards in a panic to avoid the blow, then stood up and fled into the woods without looking back. He had spent all the time he could, and he had done all he could; now he had no choice but to flee!
He looked back and saw Mr. Feng slowly getting up from the ground, seemingly not intending to chase him.
Chen Ji ran a few hundred steps, and as he ran, he realized something was wrong...
He slowly stopped and saw two tall war horses tied to a tree in the distance. Jiang Yan was standing beside the horses, feeding them beans while looking at him coldly.
Further away, Mr. Feng said with a smile, "Where do you want to run to?"
Chen Ji slowly retreated.
Ghost wall? No, this is the method used by the officials.
He looked around, searching for even the slightest clue, but this forest was just an ordinary one, with no clues to be found.
run!
Chen Ji ran a few hundred steps again. This time, he ran to the other side of the warhorse. Jiang Yan was feeding beans to the warhorse with his back to him.
Weird.
So weird!
Mr. Feng said loudly: "Don't waste your time. This is Jiang Yan's Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation. Ordinary people can't escape."
As soon as he finished speaking, a meow came from behind Chen Ji. He turned around and ran straight to the source of the sound!
He ran hundreds of steps following the sound, but instead of returning to the starting point, he ran into an invisible wall.
"open!"
Chen Ji roared in anger and swung his sword. The whale blade slashed through the air, as if tearing a piece of canvas. The world was completely new, and even the mountain wind became a little more violent.
Mr. Feng exclaimed softly, "Interesting."
"Sir, do you want to chase me?"
Mr. Feng smiled and said, "Why chase him? He went through Jingmen. Wait for him to come back."
"yes."
Mr. Feng stood with his hands behind his back, humming softly, "Master Jing is stained with blood, and the officials are selling off his estate. There will be many disasters, and his descendants will suffer. There will be both external and unnatural deaths, and the livestock will also be harmed. Separation from life and death, those who enter must be wary. Haha, must be wary."
In the forest, Chen Ji ran wildly. He didn't wait for the person he wanted to wait for, but he waited for his cat.
As he passed a big tree, dark clouds jumped down from the treetops and landed lightly on his shoulders.
It stretched out its claws and touched Chen Ji's ear. A huge stream of molten metal poured out, and the fires in Chen Ji's body were ignited one after another!
Forty-two, forty-three, forty-four...fifty-six lamps!
Chen Ji only felt that the fatigue after the previous battle disappeared, as if he had been reborn!
But after running a few hundred steps, he gradually slowed down.
Chen Ji took off the dark cloud from his shoulder and threw it into the forest with an expressionless face, then walked forward.
The mountains and forests parted like waves, and Mr. Feng was seen standing by the bluestone, holding a flute. He smiled and asked, "Where have you been? Why did you take so long to get back?"
Chen Ji frowned. Is there no way to escape like this?!
Mr. Feng walked towards him holding a flute, and the long green tassels hanging from the flute swayed back and forth, almost sweeping the ground.
He said slowly, "Everyone has dreamed of being a chivalrous young man, but in the end, all they get is a lesson. Young man, don't struggle. I promise you, I can bring your body back to the Liu family intact... Okay?"
Before he could finish his words, the sky brightened.
A white light came from far away and illuminated the mountains.
Chen Ji looked back suddenly, and saw a meteor like a white Pegasus breaking through the sky, drawing a thrilling parabola, flying from a long distance.
With a bang, the arrow seemed to shatter something, and the world shattered like glass.
On the other side, Jiang Yan's sleeves suddenly caught fire. He slapped his sleeves hard, and half a burning talisman paper fell out.
He looked up at Mr. Feng: "Sir!"
Mr. Feng ignored him and looked at Chen Ji. He suddenly realized, "So you are waiting for Tianma."
(End of this chapter)
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