Chapter 613: The Best Time

"What did Tang Yishou say?" Mr. Bi asked.

"Tang racked his brains until he couldn't stop vomiting blood, and he didn't figure out why... he is currently recuperating." Yun Yang said.

"Hematemesis? Self-cultivation? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, how could I have imagined that such a situation in the world would really make me vomit blood..."

Mr. Bi sighed deeply, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Could it be that this is the spectrum of vomiting blood that no one can understand through the ages?!"

Yun Yang said in astonishment, "The hematemesis spectrum? The secret in chess?"

Immediately nodded, and said deeply: "That's no wonder, so it's a masterpiece of chess handed down by the old people, what can I do..."

Mr. Bi pondered deeply, and after trying all the methods he knew in his mind one after another, he quickly came to a conclusion.

This game of chess must not be broken by conventional means.

With this in mind, he tried again, and then began to deduce various changes in his mind.

But the more complicated the thinking, the more changes, but the final result is still futile, and it is difficult to change the defeat.

As time went on, the black and white pieces on the chessboard in my mind gradually turned into a confrontation between black and white armies. Thousands of troops roared in and left in the dust.

The two peerless commanders all came up with coups one after another, with infinite opportunities to change, and the fight was infinitely fierce.

Mr. Bi gradually appeared in a trance, and murmured: "There is no way forward, no way back... such a hopeless situation, but what to do? How can we reverse the defeat and reverse the decline? It's unreasonable, unreasonable?!"

As soon as he said a word, his face became paler and paler, and his body gradually became precarious.

At this moment, Mr. Bi's whole mind has been immersed in the chess game. His eyes were full of illusions, and his complexion was getting worse and worse, but he didn't realize it.

Yun Yang also had a thoughtful look on his face, looking out of his mind, but in fact his mind was not on it at all; there was only non-stop amusedness in his heart: this chess book, Jiushen Fengxiange, has been studied for most of his life, and he vomited blood so much that he vomited his own lifespan There are not many... Even if you have reservations, you are one of the ministers of civil affairs and military affairs in the Four Seasons Tower, and there is still some distance compared to Feng Xiange, the master and evil doctor of the previous generation, right?

Really stuck in it, let's see if you die or not?

boom!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince slapped the table suddenly, and there was a loud bang.

Mr. Bi woke up in response to the sound, spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound, and looked sluggish. Then he opened his eyes and said, "It's dangerous..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a wow, and Yun Yang on one side moved, as if a mouthful of blood had rushed to his throat, but he forcibly closed his mouth tightly, and swallowed the mouthful of blood back with a grunt, but the handsome face No one could fail to see the redness on his face, not to mention the continuous shaking of his body, and the moment when he wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, all of which showed that the situation was equally bad, no worse than that of Mr. Bi. It's a little better, but I heard him smile wryly: "This is not a chess record, it is clearly a knife that kills people. I used to laugh at the chess king and his lack of concentration. Now that I am on the scene, I can't bear it!"

Mr. Bi also gave a wry smile, and the doubt that had just risen in the depths of his eyes disappeared.

"It seems that this genealogy is beyond my generation's ability to decipher it. If we force it, it will be detrimental but not beneficial!"

Yun Yang took the chess record back, with a wry smile on his face: "I'd better take this thing back and put it on the shelf. It turns out that there are three thousand roads, and all roads lead to the same goal. Once chess and martial arts are seriously immersed in it, if you don't detach yourself, you will be obsessed. Once you sink, you will be obsessed." It’s better to avoid damage if you get hurt.”

Mr. Bi sighed softly and said: "That's right, that's right. What you said is very true. The ancients worked so hard to make this earth-shattering chess game. How can you take it lightly?"

However, even though he had all the opinions in his heart, when he saw that Yun Yang really put the chess record into his arms, he was inexplicably reluctant to let go, and said: "Mr. Yun, is it true that you are not going to study it? Just stop here!?"

Yun Yang chuckled, and said with some self-mockery: "Mr. Bi is a wise man, don't you realize the reason, this game of chess must never be played again, if you do it reluctantly, it will only be a big disadvantage to you and me. Forgive Yun for speaking bluntly; Yun and His Royal Highness have no personal relationship, and they have never been on the same line in politics; everyone has completely different positions, and naturally they have to bear their own fate."

"Of course Yun is reluctant to have an accident by himself. However, if something happens to Mr. Bi because of this chess record, His Royal Highness's thunderous anger will inevitably involve Yun. !"

Yun Yang chuckled.

The prince was on the side, and a smile appeared on his originally solemn face, and said: "Your Majesty Yun's words are very reasonable, the way of playing games has its own subtleties, but it is a small way after all, and it is not a good thing to waste it. It’s really the best thing to happen.”

Mr. Bi smiled and said without any grievances: "Mr. Yun is right, so let's let this matter go. I hope he will still have the opportunity to learn from your son."

But I said in my heart: "Anyway, I have already memorized the key move of the first game. I will study and study it slowly when I go back. If I can break the game, it will be my unique secret, which is better than sharing it with others. Those who have left a name in chess history should only do it." I am alone!"

Yun Yang immediately put away the chess record, said goodbye, and left in a chic way, with brisk steps, as if he had let go of an important matter on his mind.

Mr. Bi watched him walk out of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, his eyes flickered, and said: "His Royal Highness, today is the best time to kill that Yun Yang!"

The prince suddenly turned his head and looked at Mr. Bi: "???"

Apparently, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't understand the reason for Mr. Bi's sudden advice at all.

Mr. Bi took a deep breath, and said: "As the saying goes, from time to time, from time to time, His Highness happened to have established a layer of friendship with Yun Yang due to a chance meeting. Now, even if there are people who doubt him afterwards, His Highness will also have the right to attack him now." Words are enough to get rid of suspicion, and what's more, it is the moment when the killers are fighting for a while; but it is also a time of turmoil. It is extremely convenient to start now!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince nodded slightly, and said: "That's right, that's the best time to strike now. No one will suspect that the friend who showed his kindness just now is really wise, sir."

Mr. Bi smiled and nodded, and said leisurely: "It should be God's will that His Highness will surely succeed, and God will not take it, how absurd!"

Without further ado, His Royal Highness immediately gave orders.

When the order was about to be delivered, Mr. Bi added an extra sentence: "Remember to bring back the chess record in Mr. Yun's arms, and it must not be damaged."

The prince was dumbfounded.

What the hell did you kill Yun Yang for? Is it for yourself or for yourself?

It's just a mere chess record. As for doing it so blatantly, doing it for personal gain?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't understand Mr. Bi's mentality in doing so.

...

Yun Yang walked out of the Prince's Mansion; just after turning a corner, he saw an acquaintance at a glance.

Shangguan Lingxiu.