Chapter 197: Chess of Life and Death

Chapter 197: Chess of Life and Death

Chapter 197: Chess of Life and Death

The lost colors between heaven and earth were restored.

The dust can settle, the flames can jump again, and the stagnant thoughts can regain their activity.

Everyone can move freely.

But for some reason, in the first few moments, no one moved...

Maybe he doesn't dare, or maybe he doesn't want to.

That person left?
Some people turned their heads to look, and some asked in a low voice.

Until a roar was heard:

"Hall Master!!!"

This sound seemed to wake people up from the bottom of the abyss, and everyone suddenly woke up as if from a dream.

Even more people came rushing in...parted from the crowd and rushed directly into the study.

The person coming is Hong Tao!
He had originally received orders from Beitang Lie to continue looking for Beitang Zun.

But before I even left the house, this unexpected event occurred.

Therefore, he was the first among the many leaders of the entire Liehuo Hall to arrive here.

But when he arrived at the study, he did not see Beitang Lie, but only a corpse.

A headless corpse.

But that outfit… he had just seen it.

At this moment, all the blood color disappeared from Hong Tao's face.

The hall master... is dead!
It took him several breaths to confirm this fact.

He wanted to stop the person behind him from coming in, but it was too late.

In fact, it would be useless even if we stopped it.

Because although those people were in the midst of a dazzled world, they were not blind.

They all saw the man in black, the killer wearing a white mask without a pattern, striding away with their leader's head in his hand.

"The hall master...the hall master is dead!"

Some people couldn't withstand the blow and staggered back.

Fear quietly spread among the crowd. Hong Tao looked at the scene and knew that this matter could not be controlled.

Now that the two halls are at war, what should we do if the hall master is dead?
Call off the troops! ?
Will the Iron Blood Hall chase us down?

Quietly exit?
This is too much of an underestimation of the Tiexuetang.

I'm afraid this news will be reported back to the Iron Blood Hall tonight.

And can they leave quietly overnight?
The most important thing is, can Hong Tao make such a decision alone?
He couldn't make the decision, so he needed to gather all the leaders of the Fiery Hall to discuss what to do next.

But there is one section...you can't fight it.

With Beitang Lie around, Liehuotang is an iron wall.

If something happened to Beitang Lie, if Beitang Zun was still alive, Liehuotang would still be intact.

But now, first Beitang Zun disappeared, and then Beitang Lie died.

The Fiery Hall is leaderless, if they still want to fight to the death with the Iron Blood Hall... they are courting death!
But no matter what decision is made, further research is needed.

Hong Tao kept his footing and didn't let himself get in a panic.

He spoke in a deep voice:
"Everyone, be quiet... move the body of the hall master to the main hall first.

"Please come to the study to discuss matters, leaders."

When people are in chaos, as long as there is one person giving orders, others will follow blindly.

What’s more, the person who spoke was the always upright law enforcement elder Hong Tao!
Immediately, a disciple prepared a stretcher and moved Beitang Lie's body to the main hall.

Afterwards, the leaders of various departments of Liehuotang also gathered in the study.

Each of them had a different expression, some were solemn, some were nervous, some were frightened, and some had a hint of joy hidden deep in their eyes.

The death of the leader is certainly not a good thing... but it also means a reshuffle, a change in power, and a possible brighter future.

Let’s not talk about what the group discussed here for now.

It was moved to the main hall, where Beitang Lie's body was.

After everyone around had left, two people were seen coming down from the beam.

These two people were described as strange, very different from normal people, with thin limbs, skinny bodies, dry skin, and a skin color that was not normal for humans.

The way they came down was also strange... they didn't fly down.

Instead, he climbed down along the stone pillars of the main hall, head down and feet up, little by little around the pillars.

The most eye-catching thing is that each of these two people has a word on their forehead - [士]!
This word is no longer a token, nor is it engraved. It seems to have grown normally from under the skin and from the flesh and blood.

The two people circled around Beitang Lie's body several times, looking at each other.

One of them spread his hands:

"died."

"The two armies have not even faced each other yet, and our commander-in-chief is dead!"

"He is not yet a Grand Marshal... at most he is a reserve Grand Marshal. This is bad. The prince likes to play chess, but how can we continue this game?"

"Are we both going to die too?"

At this point, the two of them looked at each other and suddenly hugged each other and burst into tears!
"Oooooh, I'm going to die."

"What should I do? I don't want to die yet!"

"God damn it, who is this? Who is this? Who did this?!"

"Who will come to pay tribute to you and me this time next year?"

After crying for a while, one of them suddenly stood up:
"No! Absolutely not! You and I have come this far, and we have seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How can we die in this small Ghost God Gorge?"

"You dare to run?"

There was fear in the other person's eyes.

His figure flashed by like a fleeting shadow, and there were many figures walking in the hall, and the speed was so fast that it was really unimaginable.

After his body settled down, he shook his head like a rattle:
"No, no! Your Majesty has the [Chess of Life and Death] in his hand. You and I are both in control of life and death. A single thought can determine life and death!
"Where can we run to in this situation? If the prince knew that you and I had such thoughts... we would die no matter where we are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped hard by the other boss.

There was a crisp sound, and the man was slapped and turned around a dozen times.

My feet were shaky and my head was full of stars.

His two eyeballs were rolling around in his eye sockets, as if they would fall out if he wasn't careful.

He tried to control his gaze for a long time, but his eyes were out of control.

Finally, he slapped himself hard, and only then did his eyes return to normal.

Then he glared at the person in front of him, but before he could open his mouth, he heard the person say:

"If the Marshal dies, we can create another Marshal. What do you and I do?"

"Soldier! Be responsible for protecting the safety of the Marshal!"

"Yes, the soldiers can die, but the Marshal must live. As long as this battle meets the prince's requirements, the two of us may not die."

"Hmm...what do you mean?"

"Your brain is frozen. It's just..."

The person on the other side wanted to explain it to him clearly, but he felt that this complicated content was okay to think about in his mind, but it seemed a little difficult to explain it in words.

I simply slapped him again:

"You're not smart, so don't ask about smart people's affairs."

"You hit me again!"

The man was furious and wanted to pounce on him and fight him.

Then I heard the person on the other side say slowly:
"Do you want to live or die?"

"Want to live!"

The slap that was about to fall stopped in mid-air.

"Then listen to me. Go find the 'Xiang' first and ask him to make a face. We are going to wear this face and be 'handsome'!"

"Oh!!!" The person on the other side finally realized what was going on, but after smoking all the cigarettes in one breath, he became confused again:
"and then?"

"Then, continue the war with the Iron Blood Hall!"

The smarter one said:

"As long as the Marshal is not dead, I can give you what you want.

"Even if the truth is different in the end, but... All is fair in war, and the meaning of chess is infinite, so where are the fixed rules?
"Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have attempted to usurp the throne and put on the yellow robe!

"You and I are just one of them."

"Forget it, I don't understand!"

The person on the other side gave up decisively and shook his head:
"You're going to see the fortune teller, right? I'll go right away!"

"Be careful."

The wise taxi driver frowned and said:

"I always feel like someone is secretly watching us. Could it be the prince?"

"Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

The dumber taxi driver was frightened to the point of paleness, but he did not hesitate and disappeared into the main hall in a flash.

It only takes a moment for him to appear again.

He had returned, carrying on his shoulders a fat-bellied cook.

The cook opened his eyes dazedly, and first saw the two [Scholars] with bored faces, then looked at Beitang Lie who had lost his head, and was dumbfounded.

"It's over, it's over...Is he no longer handsome?!"

Turning his head to look at the two soldiers:
"If you die, I'll go dig a hole and the three of us will lie down together. You two are thin, so don't think I'm fat. The three of us can squeeze together and there will be no problem."

The smart taxi driver even wanted to slap him.

But the fat man anticipated the enemy's move and dodged quickly, resulting in the slap hitting the other soldier in the face.

The soldier was almost used to being beaten, and rubbed his face:
"Don't say anything yet, listen to him, I don't understand, let's see if you can understand?

"I understand. Maybe we can all survive."

The cook looked at the smart taxi driver across from him in confusion:
"You said."

Then the wise man began to say it again, like this and like that.

Finally, the dumber taxi driver and the chubby one looked at each other.

They could both see the confusion in each other's eyes.

Finally the wise taxi driver gave up hope and said:
"No need to explain, it's tiring. Can you just make a Beitang Lie's face?"

"Row!"

The chubby prime minister nodded directly, holding his kitchen knife, and came to Beitang Lie's body. He shook the kitchen knife in his hand, and his clothes were immediately cut apart, revealing his bare chest.

Although Beitang Lie is old, he has an extraordinary physique.

The chubby kitchen knife swept across his chest, and when it was taken out, a piece of human skin was already covered on the blade.

He fiddled with the human skin with his chubby hands for a while, and when he took it away, he saw an old face.

"Okay, now the face is here. He has no hair or beard anymore, so he can't make a fake beard. Can we just deal with it?"

"Row."

The smart taxi driver took the face and put it on his own face without thinking.

"Let me help you."

The chubby prime minister took a step forward, swung the kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed the clever taxi's cheeks.

Blood gushed out and coagulated with the human skin, and finally the chubby prime minister slapped the clever taxi in the face.

When he took his hand away, the clever scholar in front of him had turned into Beitang Lie.

The wounds caused by the fat guy disappeared, and the two faces fit together perfectly.

Just thinning hair and no beard.

The chubby prime minister thought about it and felt that it was not a good idea, so he patted the smaller taxi driver and asked him to take him out for a ride.

When he came back, he had a handful of gray hair in his hands from somewhere.

After some tweaking on the smart taxi's face, his hair and beard became exactly the same as Beitang Lie's.

"Good, good, it's so real!"

The smart taxi driver nodded repeatedly.

"How about we talk about the appearance? It's just like that!"

The fat man patted his belly and said with satisfaction.

The two warriors looked at each other. Regardless of whether they were smart or not, they both felt that Xiang had practiced his martial arts incorrectly. "Xiang" and "likeness" are definitely not the same thing. This guy had confused them.

However, this also gave rise to an outlier among the "chess pieces".

But this is not the point. The smart taxi waved his hand and asked the dumber taxi to send the prime minister back.

He stripped off Beitang Lie's clothes and put them on himself.

When the stupid taxi came back, his eyes suddenly lit up:
"handsome!"

The smart taxi driver nodded:

"That's right! We have 'handsome' now.

"Take this body away and destroy all evidence. I will go and discuss the battle tomorrow with them!"

"Can they listen to you?"

"Don't want to listen? Try?"

The two soldiers looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Then everyone goes their own way.

However, he did not realize that there was a figure who had been silently watching all this.

Chu Qing didn't leave.

At that time, the world was eclipsed, and leaving the Fiery Hall was just an illusion.

In that state, he could easily escape from anyone's sight and hide.

He originally wanted to see how Hong Tao and others discussed the matter.

If Beitang Lie died, what would the people of Tianxie Cult do?
Then he saw...

Hong Tao and others were not worth mentioning, but he saw everything that happened in the hall.

It was not until the clever scholar who went to the study to discuss matters with Beitang Lie's face left that he completely withdrew his gaze.

"I see... Master Chess, chess of life and death?

"The lives and deaths of these 'chess pieces' under his seat are in his control...

“Such a person, who calls himself a chess player, should not rashly participate in the chess game.

"Another coward."

Chu Qing suddenly thought of Nian Xin and Nian An. Chu Qing didn't have many ways to deal with such people, but these two girls from Bodhi Temple might have a way.

Afterwards, Chu Qing did not return to Tiexuetang immediately.

He just wandered around the Liehuo Hall casually, and first went to the study to see how the clever scholar used sweet words to deceive the leaders of the Liehuo Hall.

Several disciples of the Liehuo Hall who watched Beitang Lie die were nearly frightened to death by him.

And found the place where they gave birth to the "chess pieces".

But there has been no war in the past two days, so this place is temporarily empty.

It was not until the time was about up that Chu Qing took the big goose and returned to Tiexuetang.

In Tiexuetang, Tie Lingyun, Beitangzun and others did not rest.

Even the 'Third Young Master' had ended his 'retreat' and was carried by Nian Xin and Nian An to the main hall, where he sat down with a blanket covering his legs and his eyes closed to rest.

Chu Qing came very ostentatiously, the heaven and earth dimmed and opened up, and everything stopped wherever he passed.

Under the horrified gazes of all the Iron Blood Hall disciples, he walked step by step into the lobby of the fortified mansion.

(End of this chapter)