Chapter 211: Fairy Six Bo

With twelve moves, six moves are white, and six moves are black, the head thrown is called Joan. Each player has six chess pieces, and the game is divided into twelve rounds. There is a space in the middle with water and two fishes. In Bo, first throw and pick, then move chess. If you go to the water, you will eat fish. This gameplay is Liubo.
Liu Bo prospered among the nobles of the previous dynasty. After years of wars, the gameplay has been lost, and the original rules are complicated and complicated, which is not conducive to popularity. It is said that there was a prince living in an incognito place among the people in the previous dynasty. This prince had a good time from the fine clothes and jade food to the rough tea and light rice, but he was also happy, but he could not stop the addiction of the six games. I taught my neighbors how to play. The neighbors found it interesting. Two people could play against each other for a day and a night. Later, they attracted the attention of people around, but they could also stand for several hours and watch with gusto. Later, this matter spread, and many people learned how to play, and then spread it out. Slowly, the six games became more and more popular. Until now, even seven-year-old children can play. A handful.
Tianxiafang, nine tables of life-threatening gambling, the last table is this-Liubo!
The man who prepared the nine tables for gambling at the beginning is now sweating profusely. He originally knew that the other party was Fairy Luoxia, so he sent out the nine most powerful shopkeepers in the world. But now Fairy Luoxia has not taken any action yet, just sending One apprentice has already gone through eight consecutive rounds and sat in front of the sixth round.
An old man with white hair sat at the side of the Sixth Expo. He was dressed in coarse linen. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary man. He squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Mingxuan: "Your kid has gone through eight rounds?"
Luo Mingxuan thought, after eight games in a row, the whole world is boiling. You old man sitting here for most of the day, dare to be deaf or blind, thinking like this in his heart, his expression is full of impatience:" Your uncle is really funny. You have been betting on eight rounds in front of you. Can't you see it?"
Yin Luoxia, who had been silent beside her, suddenly scolded softly: "Don't be unreasonable."
The old man raised his head when he heard the sound, then squinted his eyes to look at Yin Luoxia. After looking for a long time, a wretched smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Fairy, it's still so beautiful."
"The shopkeeper is eighty this year. Isn't he dead?" Yin Luoxia had a gentle smile on her face, but what she said was shocking.
The old man called the big shopkeeper coughed a few times: "Every day I play six games with the king of Yan. If you win a game, you can live an extra year. The old man will live for another 20 years."
"Big shopkeeper." The one-eyed man walked up to the old man, lowered his head and whispered something in his ear.
The shopkeeper nodded, cleared his throat, and waved to the table in front of him: "Then, please."
"Master, what's the source of this person?" Luo Mingxuan asked hurriedly, seeing that the posture was completely different from the eight tables in front.
Yin Luoxia smiled and said: "Didn't he just say that he played chess with King Yama? He is the treasurer of the world called as a Yama gambler, Ye San. The day he played Liu Bo is older than you and mine. It's still long, and the people at the eight tables in front can't bet him alone."
Luo Mingxuan was taken aback: "Then where did you win?"
Yin Luoxia slammed Mingxuan's head with her hand: "Before you speak, you still have a few chances. Do you still remember the true meaning of the gambling I gave you?"
"When you think you will win, you can definitely win." Luo Mingxuan muttered.
"Go." Yin Luoxia gave a light push, and Luo Mingxuan sat down in front of the Six Bo chess game.
"I have played six games for sixty-six years, and I have never lost. Boy, how many years have you played?" Ye San said quietly.
Luo Mingxuan scratched his head: "About six years."
"Okay. The same is six, which is considered to be a match. It is appropriate to be my servant if I lose." Ye San sneered.
This sneer angered Luo Mingxuan: "It's just that you live a few more years, and you are arrogant, uncle."
"Living for a few more years?" Ye San still smiled, "Since you are stubborn, I will tell you that your answer just now was wrong."
"My answer was wrong?" Luo Mingxuan was taken aback, "Where is it wrong?"
"You haven't played six games at once." Ye San suddenly stretched out his hand and stood up a chess piece in front of him, "Xiao!"
The two people have been playing for several rounds in the conversation. In the six-game chess, they can stand up to the designated position and become a owl. The owl can eat a fish, and a fish has a second chip, and a sixth chip is the winner! However, Luo Mingxuan has never seen a man who can become a dreadful so quickly after so many years in the Sixth Expo. He finally settled down to play seriously.
After ten rounds, Luo Mingxuan's back was soaked with sweat. He had never seen a person playing six games like this. Every move was so weird. He seemed to be on the edge of the rules of the six games, but he forced himself to retreat step by step, facing the point of losing all games at any time. .
How could this be? How could this be? Luo Mingxuan forced himself to calm down, and his mind began to revolve around the scenes of the Sixth Expo.
There must be a way, there must be a way. Luo Mingxuan finally closed his eyes, and the picture in his mind rapidly rotated, until the picture he had watched thousands of times appeared-two carved lifelike clay figures were playing Liuboqi. Yes! The immortal grabbed the six chopsticks, and directed him into the game of the immortal to Botai Mountain. In the end, if Ye San can break this game, then the immortal six martial arts might be able to solve it. If Ye San can't break it, then An endgame, although you can't win, you won't lose!
Luo Mingxuan opened his eyes, and hope rekindled in his heart.
The time for Sanzhuxiang has passed.
The one-eyed man whispered to Peng Qinhai: "The shopkeeper has never played the next six games for so long. Could it be that this time I am going to lose?"
Peng Qinhai shook his head: "This round was destined not long after the start of the game that the big shopkeeper could not lose, but just now this kid's way of playing suddenly changed. Now in this situation, it seems that the big shopkeeper cannot be defeated but cannot win."
"Endgame?" The one-eyed man frowned.
"Boy, who taught you this?" Ye San stopped suddenly and said solemnly.
Luo Mingxuan wiped his head with sweat, "Of course it was taught by my master."
"Bah, your master is tricky and weird, and you have a lot of skills, and your skill is much better than gambling. Your kid has played the six games step by step. How could she teach it?" Ye San said angrily.
Luo Mingxuan waved his hand and said, "It's still too much!"
Ye Sanyi's palm smashed the entire chessboard: "No more! I have played six games for sixty-six years, but I can't win a person who plays a fake six games. It's absurd!"
"Pseudo Sixth Expo?" Luo Mingxuan looked at Yin Luoxia suddenly, "What do you mean?"
Yin Luoxia smiled and said, "That's what you mean."