Holy Chess

Ten years after the zombie virus broke out, in the base city, an old man held a gray crystal ball in one hand and a dirty white cloth bag in the other, grabbing people and asking them if they wanted divination. "Divination, divination~" "Hey, miss, I see you look very bright today. Do you want to do divination? It's very good!" "Hey, sir, I see that you are in good spirits today. You must be happy. Do you want to have a fortune telling?" "Hey,..." This girl must have been working as a gym salesperson before. Seeing the old man in front of him asking people one by one, Zhang Bufan secretly complained in his heart, but walked towards the door with a straight face. "Hey, Xiao Huozhi, I see your hall is dark, do you want a divination?" "...?" Damn it, others are bright and full of energy, but my appearance is dark? Zhang Bufan's face darkened, and he didn't even give him a chance to look into each other's eyes. He waved his hands and walked forward. But the next moment, my legs felt like they were stuck in a swamp and couldn't move! "Xiao Huo Jue! Let's do some divination." "Hey? Hey! Why are you still hugging people's legs?! You're hugging them!!!" "Xiao Huozhi, just follow the old man and me... No, you and I are destined, so I will give you a life-saving chess piece. With it, you can follow the past and the present, stabilize the world, and determine the country!" … Three years later, Zhang Bufan looked at the crowd around him. Everyone was holding a chess piece in their hands, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I really believe in ghosts. The bad old man is really bad."