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Ding Han scratched his head and asked again. "Old man from Longhu Mountain, are you sure you want to play chess with me? I'm afraid you'll be so angry that you can't sleep at night." "Haha, little friend, I started practicing practice when I was five years old, and it has been sixty years now. My Taoist heart is as solid as a rock. I have long been indifferent to winning or losing, so why should I get angry and say something." The old Taoist stroked his long beard and made a gesture of invitation. "Only when your heart is like glass can you see the three thousand Taoist treasures; when your spirit is like a cold pool, can you absorb all the mysteries of the sky. Just in time, today I will use a chess game to teach you how to cultivate your Taoist heart and be optimistic about the outcome... You are the red son, you go first." Ding Han nodded, held the cannon at the beginning, and took advantage of the horse at the end. "Your horse is gone." The old man frowned slightly and took advantage of the situation. Ding Han picked up another cannon and dropped it to eat the horse. "Your horse is gone again." "What the hell are you doing?" The old man overturned the chessboard and cursed. "You've broken your defense now? Old man, your mind is still untrained."