Chapter 78 The dusty Buddhist treasures

Deadly Secret

The rotation of the Jiugongbian changed stopped, but the baffle blocking the room was not opened, and the machine table was turned down.

Mo Jin first stepped over and said strangely: "What mechanism is this?"

Zhuomu Qiangba followed and saw another twenty-five-grid chessboard on the machine table. Round buttons appeared on the cross line. Some buttons were flush with the machine table. Some were higher than the plane of the machine table, while others were concave, which looked like a chess game.

"Mimang?"

Zhuo Muqiangba read the text on the machine platform, and after reading it, he began to take out the computer. He said to Mo Jin, "It's Damimang Chess. It was introduced to Tubo before the Tang Dynasty. Strange, I have never seen such a chessboard... Oh, no!"

I saw that after Professor Fang Xin’s computer was turned on, there was no display on the screen. After Zhuo Mu Qiangba restarted, the screen jumped a few times, and finally a graphics appeared. It was probably because there was a collision on the passage wall while competing with Popov just now.

Mo Jin was also inexplicably nervous for a while. Now this computer is simply the magic weapon they rely on for survival in the Nine Palace Transformation. If this magic weapon fails, even if the Firefox is cunning, there is no way out.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Zhuo Mu Qiangba was not in action for a long time. Mo Jin said, "Isn't it okay?"

Looking around, Zhuo Muqiangba had already taken the chessboard layout into the computer. The computer analyzed the chess score and was calculating. The numbers displayed next to it kept jumping. It had calculated millions of steps, but there was no answer. If it were the simple logic in the previous article, the computer would have calculated it long ago.

Mo Jin looked at the chessboard again, and always felt that the chess piece was familiar with the shape, so he asked, "What kind of chess is this Mimang Chess?"

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "It's Chinese Go, but the Mimang Chess I know are big chess boards that reduce the chessboard from nineteen to seventeen, and increase the 19 to twenty-five chessboards. I have never seen them before."

Mo Jin suddenly realized that no wonder these chess shapes are so familiar. They turned out to be Go. In this way, this is a treasure. Mo Jin turned his attention to the chessboard.

The history of Go development has undergone several changes such as 9x9, 13x13, 17x17, and finally formed a chessboard of 19x19. The odd number satisfies the conditions for one side to win in the battle between the two sides. 19 is also the great number of the ancient Chinese philosophy, with harmonious star positions and heavy edges and belly. When a large chessboard of nineteen squares was developed, human thinking ability had reached an extreme value, so it did not continue to develop.

But now in front of Mo Jin, there is a large chessboard with 25x25 grids. But the stars on both sides are in the five grids, and each is in a completely symmetrical 12 pieces, like a certain fixed pattern, the main fighting is in the middle abdomen. If you regard the concave button as a black spot and the raised part as a white spot, it will be like two giant dragons with one black and one white, with their heads and tails intersecting, entangled, and fighting incomparable, and incomparable.

Strangely, neither of the two pieces of chess pieces were working, and there was a life-and-death disaster on both sides of the dragons on both sides. At first glance, it would be fine, but if you think about it carefully, there would be a way to deal with the other party's way of going.

Just like a showdown between two martial arts masters, no matter who takes action first, there will be a move as soon as you take action. The opponent can immediately think of cracked moves. Only when you don’t take action is the highest level, a state where there is no move, better than moves!

Mo Jin looked on and felt that the two pieces gradually turned into two armies, one black and one white, and the vanguards had collided together. The individual soldiers fought each other, the team coordinated and cooperated, and the team's planning. He seemed to have heard the sound of golden swords and iron horses, the sound of war drums, the earth was throbbing, the people were tilted, the sound of people and horses were rushing, the sound of killing, and the neighing sounds were intertwined.

Mo Jin suddenly turned black and almost fainted. He quickly closed his eyes and took a step back, as if someone had hit a heavy hammer as his chest. After one step, he took two steps back before he stood firm.

At this time, Professor Fang Xin's computer was still calculating. Mo Jin turned his head and saw that it had already calculated more than 200 million steps. The numbers next to him were still pounding at a speed that the naked eye could not recognize. Mo Jin shook his head and said, "It's useless, this can't be calculated."

Zhuomangba said: "Why?"

Mo Jin said: "This is a treasure house."

Seeing that Zhuo Muqiangba didn't understand, he explained: "The so-called Zhenge refers to the situation where Go is at the stage when it has not yet concluded, and suddenly there is a great harmony and entanglement in the situation. Unless there is a great skill, one side will win.

We call this situation Zhenge. The Zhenge of Go has similar meanings to the endgame of chess, but Zhenge is more complicated because it has more chess paths and has greater variables.

I have seen such a Zhen Pavilion. After Heizi fell, Baizi had only one way to deal with it. Once he made a mistake, he would lose until the end. But after Baizi fell, Heizi also had only one way to deal with it. Once he made a mistake, he would also lose. The rest of the work, tighten his anger, lift the 128 hands, and the same is true for both hands. There is only one way to deal with it. But no one can consider the situation after 128 hands. Computers cannot…”

Zhuo Muqiangba tightened his eyebrows and Mo Jin said, "The computing volume is too large. Although this computer has good storage capacity and outstanding processing ability, don't forget that this is a 25x25-meter large chess board with a total of 625 cross-bits. The computer cannot fuzz it. Its only has two ways to deal with chess game memory chess and exhaustive methods. Such a huge chess board has not been available in ancient and modern times. There must be no such chess board in your computer. Then it can only use the exhaustive method to calculate the correct play method, that is, list every possibility.

Do you know how many possibilities are there to make a move on such a chessboard?

This possibility will grow in power. This is an astronomical number. It is an ordinary nineteen-meter Go. It takes 100,000 years to analyze it using a giant computer that calculates one million times per second. It will take 100,000 years to draw a conclusion. If it were the twenty-five-meter Go..." Mo Jin shook his head.

Zhuo Muqiangba stared at the computer screen. The value has now become a twelve digit number, but the computer still has not fallen into a single one and is still calculating. She can only say, "What do you think you should do?"

Mo Jin took a deep breath and said, "We can only do it ourselves, but fortunately it seems that no mechanism has been activated."

"No," Zhuo Muqiangba said, "I feel very bad. Although I don't know what's going on, I feel that the mechanism has been activated, but we just haven't noticed it."

"An invisible mechanism?"

Mo Jin said, "I have never seen an invisible mechanism, unless it is poisonous fog or poisonous smoke?"

As he said that, he put his head close to the crack of the wall, as if he wanted to see clearly whether there was any trace of misty smoke overflowing. It didn't seem to be a big deal. Mo Jin seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and quickly reached his hand to the crack of the wall, and then cursed: "Bastard! Damn it!"

"What?"

Zhuo Muqiangba also stretched his hand to the crack of the wall, feeling like there was a suction force, trying to suck his hand against the wall.

Mo Jin said with a grim expression: "It's negative pressure, you're right. The mechanism has been activated long ago, but we can't see it.

The mechanism in this room is to drain the air in the room and vacuum it."

"But the computer cannot calculate the correct way to move, and I don't know how to play this kind of chess, what should I do?"

Mo Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Why, let me give it a try!"

"you?

…”

"What is Go?"

Mo Jin asked suddenly, looked at Zhuo Muqiangba and said, "This is the first question my grandfather asked me when he taught me to play Go.

He told me that Go is not just a simple game, nor is it just a fight between chess players and a competition of intelligence. Two pieces of chess pieces, one black and one white, represent light and darkness, positive and negative, existence and non-existence. This is the simplest and most profound philosophical thought, which represents the origin and composition of all things, and all changes are inseparable from it."

Mo Jin's finger began to point to the first button. As the button was under pressure, a button raised accordingly. The ancients had already prepared the way to deal with it. If they pressed it wrong, it would probably not be opened until they turned into ashes after they died and were cleaned up by the scavenger.

"The highest level of Go is harmony," Mo Jin fell into another piece and said slowly, "Beginners often care about the gains and losses of a piece of the corner piece; those who know Go a little bit learn to judge the situation and the realm; the battle between masters is a contest between degree and realm."

Mo Jin started from the dragon's tail and slowly stroked upwards. Every step he took was a battle for life and death. He gradually entered the state just like he was playing chess with himself, ignoring Zhuomu Qiangba's existence.

He kept talking to himself, as if there was an invisible master sitting opposite him. They were not only competing for chess skills, but also correcting chess principles.

"In ancient times, the judgment of chess players was often described by how many chess players could look at. The so-called "seven steps" were the national player, but it was not applicable in Go.

The reason why humans become humans is that in addition to rational calculations and judgments, they often have intuitions that transcend rationality, that is, the so-called sensibility. Sensibility makes us make vague judgments, and sentiment makes us differentiate between beauty and ugliness."

Mo Jin pressed the life and death disaster again, and the protruding circular button returned to a level with the chess surface.

"We reached the top just to appreciate the infinite scenery under our feet; we faced the sea just to feel the surging waves; we yearn for the birds because we see freedom from their flying.

What humans pursue is actually a kind of peace of emotion and rationality. Go was invented because of this pursuit. What it represents is not fighting, but peace in contradictions!”

Mo Jin's moves slower and slower, and his ability to calculate and think can no longer keep up. The raised chess pieces on the machine are pressing forward step by step, killing appears and disappearing. Every step falls like a catalyst, allowing the two big dragons, black and white, to hate each other and increase the fighting.

Mo Jin is like a slander who is trying to fight. Every step he takes is unstoppable, as if he wants to calm the anger of these two dragons, from entanglement to a kind of beauty that never leaves.

The two big dragons sometimes open their teeth and claws, appearing fiercely, sometimes lingering and affectionate, and they are hard to get rid of. What makes them change this earth-shaking piece is only the one that Mo Jin fell and the one that is highlighted on the chessboard.

After more than thirty years of rest, the air in the room was pumped away. Zhuo Muqiangba did not notice the abnormality, but Mo Jin's brain began to beating and stinging. He knew in his heart that this was a serious shortage of blood and oxygen supply. His brain was consuming a lot of sugar and oxygen in the body.

Mo Jin had to rub his eyebrows and calm his brain, which was running too much and began to heat up. Sometimes he would close his eyes and re-interpret the battle and killing on the chessboard.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhuo Muqiangba also entered a meditation state and sat cross-legged. He had to make sure Mo Jin was calm and at the same time he should try to inhale as little air as possible so that Mo Jin could inhale more oxygen to think. The two cooperated silently and snatched the escape pass in the hands of the god of death.

"Ahem..." Mo Jin suddenly became irritable and pushed Zhuo Mu Qiangba sitting next to him. Zhuo Mu Qiangba opened his eyes and saw that the corners of Mo Jin's mouth had already been bleeding, and his speaking power was much weaker. "Quick... I can't do it anymore, use the computer to recalculate!"

Zhuo Muqiangba then saw that there were about forty or fifty empty spaces on the chessboard. He quickly re-entered it with the computer and recalculated it. When he was doing it, he found that his hands were shaking slightly. Obviously, there was insufficient oxygen and he had begun to paralyze the nerves.

After re-analyzing and sorting out the forty or fifty spaces, the computer began a new round of calculations. Zhuo Muqiangba adjusted his breathing to keep his consciousness awake. Looking at Mo Jin's appearance, his consciousness had begun to blur. If he fell down, he could only fall here forever.

After a few minutes, Zhuo Muqiangba stretched out his trembling hand and pressed another button. After that, the computer's calculations became faster and faster. Finally, with a "swish" sound, it seemed like a big pocket leaking. Zhuo Muqiangba finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he could breathe air in big mouthfuls again.

As soon as he relaxed, Zhuo Muqiangba could no longer hold on. His eyelids sank and he fell down in a daze. In the haze, he seemed to feel the floor rising, and the floor tiles squirming like waves, moving him from one place to another.

"Nine Palaces, has it started to turn again?"

Zhuo Muqiangba finally lost consciousness with this idea.

When Zhuo Muqiangba opened his eyes again, there was an empty hall in front of him, with murals of the gods on the dome, he raised his head hard. The center of the hall was supported by four pillars, with Buddha statues on both sides, and a pool in front of him. Three clear springs gushed down from the mouths of three unknown beasts and poured into the pool. Mo Jin was sitting by the pond, looking at the pond water, thinking deeply, the water vapor was misty, and extremely humid and hot.

Zhuo Muqiangba held up half of his body, and felt his muscles and bones soft, but they were very comfortable, just like he had a good sleep after a massage.

“Where is this place?

Have we come out?"

Zhuomu Qiangba looked up.

Mo Jin said: "Well, we should have left the Nine Palace Change. I heard that a room in the Nine Palace Change should have the most complex mechanism. After being unlocked, the room will automatically transfer to the exit. It seems that the twenty-five-grid Mimang Chess we untied should be the most complicated."

Zhuo Muqiangba stood up and walked to Mojin, but saw a door open on the left and right of the hall. Through the door, you could see two pools in the rooms at both ends. He said in confusion: "This is the core that the ancient Goba people should protect?"

Mo Jin also had a puzzled expression and said, "I also found it very strange. This place seems to be part of the Nine Palace Transformation. I went over and saw that these rooms also adopt the same structural style, but they do not move. We should be at the bottom of the Nine Palace Transformation, or in other forms of Nine Palace Transformation."

"The bottom of the Nine Palace Transformation?"

Zhuo Muqiangba looked up and said, "Did we fall from above?"

Mo Jin pointed at it. There was a square hole in the dome mural. When the stone slabs were closed, the lines of the square holes were hidden in the mural and were not easy to find.

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Then have you found a way out?"

Mo Jin shook his head: "I have seen it. These rooms are also arranged in a shape of 'return'. After a circle, they will return to the starting point. I was thinking just now, I wonder if there is an organ in the pool water."

Zhuo Muqiangba reached into the water and said, "The water is so hot!"

Mo Jin said: "The temperature here is very high.

We should be very close to the volcanic eye formed by the magma.”

Although they were wearing one-piece suits, their bodies did not feel hot, but their exposed heads and faces kept oozing out of large beads of sweat.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something."

Mo Jin led the way in front and took Zhuomu Qiangba around to another hall. He saw that the main hall was not much different from the surrounding hall. There was also a pool against the wall, with Buddha statues on both sides, but it was a size larger than the surrounding hall, about twenty meters long and ten meters wide. There was a thick fence on the side corresponding to the pool, and there seemed to be some Buddha statues in the fence.

Mo Jin led Zhuo Muqiangba to the fence. Zhuo Muqiangba then realized that inside the fence, there were not Buddha statues standing against the wall, but looked like some armor, similar to the shape of a warrior.
To be continued...