Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Old ancestors." They bowed to their ancestors, and their eyes fell on the boy.

"You have to rest for yourself." The old man waved his hand and let them rest without rest.

"Yes." The monks responded with a sigh of relief. This took a few steps back and sat down again. Some of them practiced on the knees and some sit on their knees.

"Little friends, will you play chess?" The old man asked with a smile.

"It will be a little." Feng Jiu said.

"That's just right, anyway, idle is also idle, let's play chess and pass the time!" The old man took out a four-legged low table and placed it between the two, and took out a pair of pieces to hand the white child to Fengjiu. .

Feng Jiu did not say anything else. He just sat on a rounded log, and he held the white book first and then played chess with the old man. When the two first started, the old man looked as usual, and the speed of the child was not slow. However, as the pieces on the board became more and more, his speed was obviously slower.

Just like now, it’s his turn to go down, but he thinks with a piece of chess, and he can’t make it for a long time. Feng Jiu was not in a hurry, watching quietly. Finally, he saw that he did slow down. He took the wine out of the space and asked: "Old friend, can you have a drink?"

"No, I haven't thought about how this move is going!" The old man said that he didn't lift his head. After thinking for a long time, he finally dropped the chess piece. He was about to look up and said to the boy that it was his turn. Already put it down.

Looking at the position where Bai Zi fell, he blinked and asked, "You don't have to think about playing chess?"

"Generally, it doesn't work." Feng Jiuxiao said, while drinking a sip of his head and looking at the old man and thinking about it, when he fell again, the next moment, Feng Jiu’s chess pieces were also placed. Go on.

"You lost." Feng Ji smiled and looked at the sunspot who had nowhere to go, talking to the old man.

The old man blew his beard and said: "Come back!" He chose the black and white, and said: "The old man has not met his opponent before playing, how can he lose to this kid!"

"In fact, I lost half of it." Feng Jiuxiao said, pushing the good pieces to the old man: "Or, you can hold it!"

"No need to use it, I am still a sunspot, come down, come again." He gestured, and began to keep up.

Therefore, Feng Jiu accompanied the next two sets, both of which were lost by the old man, and still lost half of the time. Finally, the old man looked at Feng Jiu and sighed: "The old man is a master today and has to serve."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "It is luck."

Hearing the words, the old man smiled and pulled off the board. He looked at Feng Jiu and asked: "I don't know how to call Xiaoyou?"

"Others call me nine sons." She said with a drink.

"Nine sons?" The old man whispered, and then smiled: "Then I still call you a little friend."

The two talked and learned from the chat about Zhongfeng Jiu. It turned out that the old man had been staying at the Xianzun level for a long time. Seeing that there was no hope in the family, he thought about coming to Dengxian.

"Nine sons?"

A pleasant voice came, letting Feng Jiuwei, who was chatting with the old man, looked back and saw that the team who met in the mangroves.

"Nine sons, really you? Hahaha, I didn't expect to see you here too." He Shu smiled and said hello, some strangely looked at the old man.