Unlike other protagonists who seem to have cheat codes, Yanluo was completely powerless against Shangguan Wanying's chess skills.
He was repeatedly defeated by Shangguan Wanying.
"Grandma, can't you let me have my way?"
Shangguan Wanying held Chi Miaomiao's hand, looked at Yanluo who looked just like an old friend, and smiled.
"Xiao Yan, you still need to practice."
Yanlu blinked her beady eyes.
Why does this sound so familiar?
Fan Wujiu was overjoyed. In the dead of winter, the old man was wearing an old man's undershirt, cartoon fleece pajamas, and sandals.
Unlike Shangguan Wanying, who wore an exquisite cheongsam that accentuated her voluptuous figure, it was hard to believe that the two were an elderly couple.
Even though Shangguan Wanying is getting older, she doesn't have wrinkles or age spots on her face, and her figure is comparable to a model's. She has a similar style to Nangong.
Nangong likes to wear a black cheongsam with gold patterns, while Shangguan Wanying wears a red cheongsam with gold patterns, which is very festive and beautiful.
Unfortunately, this elegant old woman was quite old, and there was a significant difference between her and Nangong, whose physical age was in his twenties.
"Xiao Yan, keep it up! Hold on for me a little longer. Your grandma bullies me like this every day, so let her bully you too."
It seems you're using me as a shield.
Yan Luo sighed, picked up her phone and pretended to be watching videos, but actually started downloading chess.
"Xiao Yan, don't take advantage of your grandma's old age. You want to download chess software to cheat, right?"
The young man slowly raised his head to meet the old woman's beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and smiled without blushing or skipping a beat.
"No, Grandma, I was just replying to a message."
Fan Qianning sat next to Yan Luo, looking at Yan Luo's phone screen and finding it very cute.
The captain, who usually appears aloof and composed, surprisingly revealed such a childlike and mischievous side in front of his grandparents.
Once exposed, Yanluo had no choice but to put down her phone.
He continued playing chess with Shangguan Wanying. Although he couldn't win, it was still quite fun.
"Master Jiu, I want to ask you something about the inherited ghost artifact."
Fan Wujiu finished the cup of tea that his eldest granddaughter had poured for him and put the teacup down.
"Is there anything you want to ask?"
Yan Luo made a move and turned to look at Fan Wujiu.
"I've discovered that the Chaos Umbrella, a ghost artifact left to me by my grandfather, and the Spring and Autumn Sword, a ghost artifact belonging to my master, both seem to have their own consciousness. Are you aware of this?"
Fan Wujiu frowned upon hearing this.
“I’ve never heard of that. Among the existing inherited ghost artifacts, including those in An’an and Ning Ning’s hands, none of them have self-awareness.”
"The inherited artifacts in the hands of the ten first generation were all obtained from ancient ruins."
Back then, the ten first generation warriors who fought against the Shiki with ordinary weapons successively encountered their own opportunities and each entered an ancient ruin.
They obtained magical weapons and profound martial arts techniques, which enabled them to safeguard the peace of Longxia.
Yan Wuxie was the first to obtain it.
Over the years, Fan Wujiu and Shangguan Wanying have not realized that their ghost artifacts possess self-awareness.
Yanlu drank a cup of tea and smiled.
"Never mind, Master Jiu, they're harmless to me, I can feel it."
Fan Wujiu nodded.
"That's good."
"Perhaps this is your destiny, ever since you saw that strange place that year."
I believe that everyone has their own destiny.
Do you know why these weapons brought out from ancient ruins are also called ghost weapons?
Yan Luo and the others watched Fan Wujiu intently.
"This is something only a few of us who have entered the ancient ruins and a handful of other people know."
Fan Wujiu didn't keep them in suspense and continued.
"The ancient ruins your grandfather and Fifth Brother entered were different; it seems to be the kind of place with many wild animals that Old Wang's children entered."
"The remaining eight of us entered a place filled with ghosts."
ghost.
Fan Wujiu still remembers that terrifying place, which was just like the underworld described in the myths and legends he had known since childhood.
Desolate, cold, eerie, and terrifying.
Everywhere were pale, ethereal ghosts.
Why can we be sure it's a ghost? Because all the white figures are floating!
After leaving that area, Fan Wujiu had a silver chain that gleamed and was covered in frost in his hand.
That was Fan Wujiu's opportunity.
Although the Chaos Umbrella and the Spring, Autumn, Winter and Summer Swords came from the Demon Realm, the other weapons all came from that place full of ghosts, hence the name Ghost Weapons.
Later, these weapons, forged from ethereal material to fight against ghouls, were also named "Ghost Weapons."
Based on existing information, everyone knows that the inherited ghost weapons were the weapons in the hands of the first generation of ten ghost hunters, and that they were brought out from ancient ruins.
However, few people know about the deeper aspects.
The younger generation, including Yanluo, have also learned a lot.
Time flies, and it was already past five o'clock. Yanluo and Chi Miaomiao said goodbye to Fan Wujiu and Shangguan Wanying and drove away.
Fan Qianning stood outside the courtyard gate, watching the little pink car gradually disappear into the distance.
"Still looking? You've gone far away."
Looking at her eldest granddaughter's adoring expression, Shangguan Wanying smiled gently.
The girl immediately became shy and hugged her grandmother's arm, acting coquettishly.
"Grandma~"
The old woman reached out and pinched the cheek of the young girl, Fan Qianning, who was filled with first love.
"There are so many girls around Xiaoyan, much better than his grandfather was back then. Baby, do you understand what Grandma means?"
Fan Qianning lowered her head, looking somewhat sad.
"But Grandma, I like him."
Seeing her beloved granddaughter's reaction, Shangguan Wanying helplessly patted her head.
"Grandma isn't against you liking him, she just hopes you can think it through."
"Falling in love with someone is a lifelong thing. Even if you can't have the person you love, that person will still be a part of your life later on."
Fan Qianning buried her head in her grandmother's arms.
“I know, Grandma.”
Shangguan Wanying patted Fan Qianning's back and hugged her eldest granddaughter. The collision of the Slime Kings prevented the grandmother and granddaughter from getting very close.
The scene was spectacular.
Xie Huai'an stood beside the two women, the cold wind whistling through him. He looked at his sister and grandmother's magnificent figures, glanced down at his own, and angrily turned and walked into the courtyard.
That's infuriating!
I don't care!
The captain shouldn't mind his size, right?
After all, Sister Miaomiao is about the same age as me.
Chi Miaomiao, who had been inexplicably infected, sneezed as she sat in the passenger seat replying to messages.
Bai Ningbing sent the ingredients for dinner, which Chi Miaomiao and Yan Luo need to buy.
So the two drove towards the vegetable market.
This conversation with Grandpa Fan did not resolve the question Yan Luo wanted to know: why the Chaos Umbrella and the Spring and Autumn Sword possessed self-awareness.
However, as long as he was certain that they posed no threat to him, Yanluo was no longer concerned about the issue. Whether he knew the reason or not was irrelevant. Now that Yanluo possessed the power of chaos, he had almost no opportunity to use weapons.
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(I'm not going to give you any perfunctory answers today. I have to take my driving test (Part 2) tomorrow, so I need to get up early and go to bed early.)
(Praying I'll pass my driving test part!!)
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