Yan Feng was justice and started the fourth game.

While he was lowering, he couldn't help but speak again: "Teacher, long time no see."

"Yes, it's been ten years."

The white-haired man played chess gently and said with a smile.

"You came today because..."

"Play chess, alas, Xiaozheng, you don't know. In that lifeless place, no one wants to play chess with me."

It is strange that someone is willing to accompany you.

Mr. Yan Feng secretly complained in his heart.

No one wants to, and keeps savoring the taste of losing and losing, losing again and again, losing until he loses bloody.

"Do you know why you lost?"

The white-haired man asked with a smile.

"Because the teacher's skills are so good."

Yan Feng answered honestly.

"No, I'm not strong." As he said, Yan Feng's fair "horse" broke, his legs were broken, and he withdrew from the battlefield in disgrace.

Yan Feng is just: "..."

"Most humans only like to focus on the 'present', but I like to focus on the 'present', 'past', 'future'."

"Teacher, normal people will not use the ability to predict when playing chess."

Yan Feng looked up at the white-haired man fairly and couldn't hold back.

"You don't understand," the white-haired man smiled and said, "What is the past, what is the present, what is the future? When you truly understand, you will find that the past, present, and future are just a mystery formed by countless lines. You and I are in the mystery."

"But teacher, you still won."

"Because, I'm playing chess."

Yan Feng is just: "..."

"How are you doing these ten years?"

The white-haired man did not continue to delve into this topic.

Still interesting to play chess.

He asked about Yan Feng’s life just over the years.

When Yan Feng heard it justice, he was silent for a while. It was not until the chessboard was empty again that he replied: "On average, teacher."

"Swish, you're still blaming me."

The white-haired man curled his lips.

"I dare not, teacher." Yan Feng Zheng took a deep breath: "I have dirty blood flowing in my body. I inherited the despicable surname. The teacher is really happy to accept me as a disciple. After all, the teacher is the 'big sage'."

"You know why, I haven't seen you for ten years. Will you meet again at this moment, now, here?" asked the white-haired man.

"Disciple is very curious."

"Everything in the world has its own rules. As the saying goes, each of us is in a mystery without knowing it. Ten years ago, you were driven out of the sea of ​​wandering by me on the grounds of "cheating chess" and sent to the church. Do you know the reason for being a little pastor in this barren land?"

Yan Feng said justice and helplessly: "Teacher, you should know that it is precisely because of the blood in my body that I resist this place."

"No," the white-haired man smiled and said, "Everyone has a reason for existence. Yan Feng is fair, remember, you and me are both part of the mystery."

Then,

When Yan Feng was distracted by justice, he lost another game.

He silently played the chess and was about to start the next game.

It has been ten years since the teacher has not discussed such a long story with him for a long time.

And he still can't understand.

But this feeling made him miss it very much.

When Yan Feng was young, he was very frowning because of the surname "Yan Feng".

His teacher also told him the hidden story in this surname.

Therefore, Yan Feng is fair and wants to change his name.

Then, the teacher gave him a name.

"Yanfeng is fair".

He came here ten years ago, with faith in his heart and silently studied the "miracle" of the Holy Church.

The teacher later wrote quietly and said that everything has a reason and he will understand one day.

However, ten years have passed, Yan Feng Zheng is still confused and does not understand why he was expelled from the sea of ​​wandering by his teacher.

But he believed in the teacher's words.

Because his teacher is a great sage who has survived for a long time in the sea of ​​wandering, like a mystery.

Some people once suspected that the Great Sage may have the genes of ancient fantasy creatures in their bodies, so they can survive for so long.

Simply put, he is not a human being.

That's why he survived until now.

In the world, few people know the name of the Great Sage of Wandering Sea.

Just so happens that Yan Feng Jingzheng is one of the ones who know the name of the Great Sage.

That was when Yan Feng Zheng was young and was abused on the chessboard so badly that he couldn't help crying. The teacher told Yan Feng Zheng quietly to comfort him.

The great sage watched Yan Feng start to play the chess fairly and silently. He gently pressed Yan Feng's fair hand to stop his movements. He took out a pocket watch and glanced at it, sighed with exaggerated movements: "Oh, there is no time to have another game."

Yan Feng stared at his teacher fairly.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

The Great Sage handed over a handmade doll to Yan Feng Gongzheng.

Yan Feng looked fairly and saw that the doll was somewhat similar to himself: he was wearing a black priest suit, with a cross hanging around his neck, short brown hair, and old-fashioned round-frame glasses on his nose. The overall style of the doll looked a bit cartoonish and cute.

"Teacher, is this?" Yan Feng was fair and suspicious.

Haven't seen each other for ten years, come here?

"A gift," said the great sage, "in fact, it should be a reward. I will do something for the teacher."

"I know." Yan Feng lowered his head fairly and murmured to himself, but carefully put the doll close to his arms and hid it. However, he did not refuse and asked, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"I'll tell you later." The Great Sage stood up and patted the dust on the clean white robe. He walked out of the door step by step. The gentle sunlight fell on the Great Sage, making him look like a light incarnation, making Yan Feng look at the back fairly, and almost felt the urge to worship in his heart.

"By the way, my other disciple, will come here later to help you accomplish something. He is a beauty."

"Okay, teacher." Yan Feng lowered his head fairly, didn't ask too much, and had no interest.

"The weather is so good today." The Great Sage raised his head at the forty-five degrees and looked up at the sky. He spread his white fingers ahead, and the sun shone through his fingers, casting a mottled spot between his face. At this time, the Great Sage was silent for a while, with his back to Yan Feng just and suddenly said, "Do you still remember my name?"

"I remember, teacher." Yan Feng said fairly.

"Call it once, I haven't heard anyone call my name for a long time."

"Okay teacher."

"?"

“…Merlin.”

Merlin walked out with satisfaction.

"Yan Feng is fair,"

Meilin suddenly sighed lightly, facing the sun, facing away from Yan Feng Jingzheng, and called out his full name.
Chapter completed!