The years of the past

Nine luminaries mountain.

Chezhou.

Under the rule of Ying city.

The river water flowed like a bow.

At the riverbank, the forest was filled with trees, and it was quiet.

A corner of the mottled mountain wall could be seen between the branches and leaves. It was a small courtyard with a single door. A plaque hung high at the main entrance: "Xiwu school."

Hualalalala ...

The mighty sound of the rain seemed to be endless, beating against everything in the courtyard in a disorderly manner, creating a thin layer of mist.

The sound of light Thunder and the cool breeze shook down countless Jade pearls.

The last room in the school was empty and dim.

The bean-like light could only illuminate a chess board.

Black and white were scattered on it, and it was a stalemate.

Two figures were sitting opposite each other by the chessboard.