The work of the Go master

This group of people are probably those who recently played chess at night and were unfortunately infected.

"So what should we do now?" Xingcai asked.

Under the influence of the forced game, she is now a bit mentally blank, but she has a strong urge to play a game and really wants to touch the chess pieces.

To put it simply, he's addicted to chess.

"Um... fellow superpowered individuals, is it necessary for us Muggles to call a taxi and leave first?" Shao Gong asked, carrying the fast-sleeping Bai Meng.

“There’s no need for that. Actually, I think ordinary people are safer. We’re the ones who should take a taxi and escape the scene.” Shizuru Fuchigami remained very calm.

"I was just joking and called myself a Muggle, and you actually started talking to me!" Shao Gong's face darkened.

Xingjia asked cautiously, "Miss Shaogong, you call yourself a Muggle, do you know some inside information?"

Shao Gong paused for a moment, then rested his chin on his hand and pondered, "I'm not quite sure either. It's like I suddenly understood something. Go seems to be linked to some strange ability... Huh? When did I have this idea?"

Xingjia's expression froze slightly.

These are the most basic secrets of fortune. If ordinary people knew these things, their luck in the game would be affected.

However, from another perspective, when the luck of the chess pieces has been greatly affected, some ordinary people might automatically become aware of its existence.

It's all in chaos, maybe everything's in complete chaos....

In the metaphysical world, winter descends upon the decaying soil, ice and darkness pound against the giant tree, and black serpents invade the lush branches from the bottom up, preying on all living things.

Tonight is a massive awakening. The vanguard is roaming the streets and alleys like hunters, constantly looking for chess players and asking them for game requests. The black snakes can even take on multiple opponents, using wolf pack tactics to hunt down a powerful chess player.

On this beautiful night, Japan's prosperity seemed to have reached its peak, but in reality, crisis was surging into every corner like a tide, and the immortal undead army was breaching every dam.

The three members of the Harushima group maintained their fearless attitude, cursing the group of ancient people blocking their way until they were finally driven to a daze.

"Only petty men and women should not be supported..."

"How about we call it quits tonight? These women are just too strong. What kind of shrewish women are they?"

"Alright, judging from my experience, we might not be able to defeat these people, especially this little girl with two ponytails."

Just as the young men were about to slink away, a haughty female voice came from behind them: "Gentlemen, how have you been? I never thought I'd see you all again."

The young people turned around in a daze, looking at the young woman walking towards them from not far away. They seemed to see a radiant light and showed expressions of shock.

"You! Could it be you?!" the youths exclaimed in unison.

Harujima Deer also sobered up a bit.

That familiar feeling is back...

She had this feeling a while ago, but it was just a fleeting experience and didn't attract much attention from her.

But at this moment, this feeling is almost too clear.

Like the sound of cicadas in early summer, carrying the fragrance of grass in the courtyard, someone was lying on the pillar of the wooden platform in the courtyard, holding a newspaper. The door behind him was pushed open by a pair of shy little hands, and he turned around and smiled.

"Dad... Father..." Shinobu murmured a few words.

"Oh? So you still remember me."

Although I had never heard this voice before, it had a strange sense of familiarity.

Harushima Shika's heart skipped a beat, and with tearful eyes, she looked up at the other person—

A strange woman wearing a long dress and maintaining a refreshing smile was looking at him with a fatherly, moved gaze.

"Come on, let's father and daughter..." The woman opened her arms and walked towards the deer on the island.

"Pervert, get lost!" Harushima Kashima kicked him.

Tears of emotion? That doesn't exist.

Chapter Nineteen Huang Longshi

Under the eerie moonlight, on a bustling street, an unbelievable father and daughter's relationship is unfolding.

Harujima Isshin slowly fell backward from the force of that kick, revealing a tearful expression of utter despair.

Sure enough... sure enough, while yelling "Get out, you pervert!", he kicked out...

Damn it, he expected this to happen!

After delivering that kick, Harujima Kashima was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly, instantly regaining her senses and scrambling to get away from the pervert.

"Long'er, what's wrong?" Xingjia quickly went over, and the girls immediately huddled together, assuming a defensive stance.

"No, no, no, I don't know, I don't know what just happened. I just felt... like I saw Dad suddenly come back to life, and then he turned into a girl!" Harujima Shika described what she had just seen with a terrified expression.

"Huh? A girl... a girl?" Xingcai's eye twitched. She felt that just a moment ago, there was danger lurking everywhere, and she had to be serious. But now, the mood had completely changed.

"That's right! It was a girl. I was so scared, oh my god," said Harushima Shika, clutching her heaving chest.

After all, she was still in a drunken stupor and couldn't be sure what she had seen or even what she had done.

But upon closer reflection, how could such a thing be possible?

First of all, it's impossible for Dad to be resurrected. Secondly... even if he were resurrected, he definitely wouldn't become a girl!

"Ahem, Lu Zi... I'm so glad you're as energetic as ever, but isn't it a bit much for your father, whom you haven't seen in so long, to do this?"

The young woman who had been kicked to the ground shrugged and laughed, revealing a sense of relief.

Harushima stared at the other person in silence, his pupils contracting and dilating in waves.

Now... now I understand clearly.

This person does indeed exude the same aura as my father...

Besides her father and mother, no one else would call her Lu Zi; at most, Xiong Ying would call her Lu Lu Zi.

“You…you are…” Harushima Shika pointed at the other person with two trembling fingers.

"Long time no see, my dear daughter."

Against a backdrop of hazy, dreamlike neon lights, "the young woman once again spreads her arms out to Harujima Deer, like a cross under the night sky, her figure stretching infinitely on the ground."

Xingjia was also stunned, realizing the other party's identity.

"I am... Harushima Isshin!" the young woman declared sternly. At this moment, she finally perfectly matched the figure and expression of the man in her memory.

On the bustling streets, the bubbly pop music permeated everyone like a poison.

Hoshigami, Hoshino, and Shizuru Akihime were still protecting the deer on the island of Seishima. The bewildered Shōmiya was carrying the fast-sleeping Shiro. Even Kuma Sakura and Takami noticed that something was wrong, and their drunkenness gradually subsided.

The ancients stared wide-eyed in disbelief, their gazes fixed on Harujima Isshin, filled with longing and admiration.

Ke Zhiguang's voice broke the silence: "So, what's the situation now?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, focusing their gaze on the direction of the sound, including Harujima Isshin.

On the other side of the street, Ke Zhiguang was slowly riding his bicycle, as if he had just happened to pass by while going to the convenience store.

The reason I rode a bicycle instead of a car in this extremely urgent situation is because Zero said there would be terrible traffic tonight, and even the "smooth sailing" charm wouldn't work.

Fortunately, the Central District is right next to the Jiangdong District, and my home is also very close to the hotel where the New Star Battle takes place; it's really just a short bike ride away.

Zero stayed at home, watching him leave as usual, and wouldn't appear unless he entered a game.

It seems she isn't the kind of spirit that Sai is always by his side.

"Here he comes! He's here to save us on a motorcycle like Kamen Rider!" Bai Meng shouted, waving her arms in her sleep, her eyes still closed.

"No...it's just a bicycle..." Shao Gong complained.

Bai Meng continued to sleep soundly, her drool all over Shao Gong's shoulder, making her want to hit him.

"Bai Meng, Shao Gong, long time no see! I'm so sorry, there's been a bit of an unexpected situation. Let's postpone the mahjong celebration until tomorrow night." Ke Zhiguang skillfully parked his bicycle by the roadside.

He was still wearing his professional attire from the game, and as he walked over, he casually pulled a folding fan out of his jacket. The sound of the fan vibrating was like the clang of a knife.

He could sense that there were quite a few ancient people around him, one, two... quite a few, at least ten or more.

The faces of these people were all familiar; they were all friends from the underworld, and had at least met once before. They were all of the second, third, and fourth dan ranks, and there were also some seventh dans who mingled in the amateur circle.

The scene before me felt very much like a gangster movie; the two sides were about to clash with each other in public at any moment, just waiting for a signal that a gun might be fired.

"Are you Ke Zhiguang?" the young woman in front of her asked, her long, slender eyebrows revealing a sharp intent.

"That's right, it's me."

Ke Zhiguang was somewhat surprised, not expecting that the opposing team would have a female player.

Although it is generally believed that in ancient times, when a woman's virtue lay in her lack of talent, women should have little to do with a male sport like Go, which is full of competition and battles, "music, chess, calligraphy, and painting" were indeed standards for evaluating talented women.

Many of the musicians are women who play the instruments very well. Given this, Go must also be one of the learning programs for women. The idea that Go can cultivate a girl's gentle character and elegant temperament is debatable. After looking around, Ke Zhiguang realized that these girls are all incredibly competitive when they get into a fight.

It is said that Li Shishi was an outstanding female Go player who received a precious jade Go set from Emperor Huizong of Song. Many operas in the Ming and Qing dynasties also included scenes of women playing Go.

After summarizing his findings, Ke Zhiguang tacitly accepted that the other party was a woman.

The female Go player possessed by the other party was someone Ke Zhiguang also knew. Her name was Zhu Zeyuxia, 26 years old this year. Her strength was only average among female players. She was a typical "pretty face" female Go player, whose main business was being a broadcaster and model.

"So, you're the one who kidnapped my daughter, aren't you? Huh?" She suddenly bristled with anger.

"Daughter?" Ke Zhiguang was taken aback.

Ke Zhiguang looked around and finally his gaze fell on Yuan Shang Jingliu.

After all, among this group of people, I wasn't that familiar with her.

"Is the daughter she's talking about you?" Ke Zhiguang asked doubtfully.

“My parents are both alive and well. The daughter she’s talking about is Princess Shizuru,” Fuchigami Shizuru replied familiarly.

Ke Zhiguang turned his gaze to Qingdaolu in surprise: "It's you?!"

"No, no, no! I'm not, I didn't! I don't know this pervert!" Harushima Deer shook her head frantically, her twin ponytails slapping against Hoshigami and Hoshia's faces like rattles.

Finally, Hoshino couldn't hold back any longer and revealed the truth: "She... this Ms. Takezawa Yuuka in front of you is Mr. Harushima Isshin..."

"What???" Ke Zhiguang's brain suddenly froze.

He suddenly realized that he had a blind spot, thinking that only ancient chess players could awaken to this.

But upon closer reflection, the gate that Yagami Kingdom opened is called the Land of the Dead, and even modern chess players can belong to this category.

In that case, it would be reasonable for Harujima Isshin to be able to revive—what the hell! Why is this guy able to possess a female Go player?!