The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

Who does she think she is? Speaking to me in such an accusatory tone…

My mother is really something; I don't need her guidance at all.

However... Ji Hongying did something completely unexpected the next second.

"Wait, what did you say? Bingyuan said she saw someone she knew? Who is it? Is it a girl? What color is her hair? Is it green??"

Suddenly, Ji Hongying spoke up. She hurriedly crawled over, grabbed Ji Qiuyao's slender hands, and asked.

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Ji Qiuyao stared blankly at the sincere expression in Ji Yingting's fiery red eyes, silently thinking to herself.

She's sick...

Chapter 80: Monster

Pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat.

Inside the Ji sisters' room, several chess pieces were rapidly placed on two chessboards; this was a game where the players were giving each other a handicap.

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Her fiery red hair was blown by the breeze, and Ji Hongying's expression was somewhat unnatural. She played chess with the two of them absentmindedly, without thinking about any of her moves.

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"Damn it... Who does she think she is? She didn't even use her full strength!!" Ji Qiuyao raised her head and glared angrily at Ji Hongying, who was lost in thought.

Ji Hongying secretly glanced at Ji Bingyuan. Bingyuan's face was as fair and tender as if it had just been nourished by the spring breeze, and she was very happy when she secretly smiled. Strange... her life in the main family must not be good.

"Bingyuan...who did she see? Did she run into my sister? What did they talk about? Could Bingyuan have told my sister I was here?! No way!!"

Ji Hongying's thoughts were in complete disarray. When she thought of this, she was suddenly startled and her body trembled slightly.

A slender, jade-like hand emerged from her fiery red Taoist robe. A flash of red light appeared, and Ji Hongying's right hand, gripping a white chess piece, slammed it heavily onto the chessboard.

Boom! The chess piece spun rapidly and fell onto the chessboard. A fierce crimson flame clung to the piece, and Ji Hongying's fiery red hair was blown into the sky by a sudden gust of wind.

It was as if a huge thunderclap had sounded in their ears. The booming sound made Ji Qiuyao and Ji Bingyuan lose their focus. A storm howled for a moment, and a red light flashed on the chess piece for a fleeting instant.

With a "crack," the white chess piece emitted tremendous heat, giving off a smell somewhat like burnt food, and instantly shattered into two halves.

Sizzle... Sizzle.

A strange sound rang out, and the spot on the chessboard that Ji Hongying had just hit with a white piece was instantly charred black by the immense heat emanating from the piece.

Crack, crack, the black charcoal ash burned out, and the fire smoke dissipated.

On the chessboard, the charred intersections were gradually blown away by the wind, and a small black dot disappeared forever!

Then, a very obvious black hole appeared on the plate.

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Oh no, I accidentally revealed the board position...

"Hoo," Ji Hongying exhaled softly, gradually calming her anxious emotions.

"I'm so sorry... Sister Qiuyao, this chessboard is ruined. I'll find someone to buy you a new one."

“…Okay…okay, Sister Hongying”

Ji Qiuyao said blankly, her posture had changed from kneeling to lying on her back, and her aloof and beautiful face was covered with countless beads of cold sweat.

Ji Qiuyao was still terrified by what Ji Hongying had just done. Her whole body trembled slightly, and she dared not look Ji Hongying in the eye again.

"She's a... monster."

Ji Bingyuan's expression was also rather unpleasant. She had just been immersed in the wonderful feeling of reuniting with Sister Yingting, but she was almost scared to death by Ji Hongying's move.

It's like someone who's sleeping but hears the loud sound of an explosive device going off, causing their heart to pound.

Ji Hongying sighed, realizing she had startled them both. "I'm sorry... I was a little distracted today. Let's play another game another day... Bingyuan, come with me for a moment."

“Okay… okay, Sister Hongying.” Ji Bingyuan was slightly stunned. She immediately stood up and followed Ji Hongying out.

Because Sister Hongying forgot Sister Yingba's memories, she also forgot most of the scenes of the three of them playing together when they were young, and she has always treated her with a cold attitude in recent years.

"Sister Hongying, is there something you need?" Ji Bingyuan adjusted her blue bangs that were covering her eyes, then raised her hands to tidy up her two big, ice-blue buns, which had been messed up by the gust of wind earlier.

Ji Hongying crossed her arms, her long, fiery red hair plastered to the wall. Her hoarse voice trembled slightly as she asked, feigning nonchalance, "I heard from Qiu Yao... that you ran into someone you know..."

"Yes, I saw Sister Sakuraba today," Ji Bingyuan said, even though she felt that Ji Hongying's behavior was a bit strange.

"Really?! What did you say to her?! Did you tell her I'm here?!" Ji Hongying's fiery red eyes widened suddenly as she asked anxiously.

"Wait... wait a minute, Hongying, don't be in such a hurry... By the way, didn't you forget about Sister Yingting?" Ji Bingyuan raised her hands and gently pushed away Ji Hongying, who was almost in front of her face.

Ji Hongying was stunned. Yes, in other people's eyes, she had ruthlessly forgotten her sister. Bingyuan must also think she was very strange.

Brushing a strand of fiery red hair that had fallen beside her ear, Ji Hongying said softly, "Anyway... something happened, but I've remembered it. So, you didn't tell her about my coming to the provincial competition, did you?"

"Waaaaaah, Sister Hongying, you mean you remembered Sister Yingtian?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Bingyuan burst into tears, and to Ji Hongying's astonishment, she rushed forward and hugged herself.

"Waaaaah, I miss the old days so much, Hongying-nee, but... how could you forget Sakuraba-nee? How could you do this?"

Ji Bingyuan held Ji Hongying in her arms, tears streaming down her face. Neither of them, who had been at the center of the incident, knew that... in that instant, Ji Bingyuan, who had lost both of her older sisters, was the one who was most heartbroken.

"Alright, stop crying, Bingyuan. I won't do it again."

Ji Hongying held back her tears and patted Ji Bingyuan's long, icy blue hair.

A few minutes later, Ji Qiuyao went out to have lunch alone, while Ji Bingyuan and Ji Hongying sat on the bed.

"By the way, Hongying-nee, please don't go to Sakuraba-nee!! She seems super angry!! She gave me a really weird look as soon as I mentioned your name."

Ji Bingyuan played with her ice-blue hair, reminiscing as she spoke.

When she mentioned the name Ji Hongying, Ji Yingting fell into a mysterious silence.

In Ji Bingyuan's view, it was like an emotion about to erupt in anger, the dawn before the storm! That's why she stopped talking in time.

"Really? Then I guess I can't use this identity to see my sister right now. Luckily I didn't tell her that day... Phew, as expected of Bingyuan, she solved the problem that had been bothering me for the past few days in one go!"

Ji Hongying listened intently to Ji Bingyuan's words. She had made up her mind that she would use the identity of Xiaoying to see Ji Yingting until Ji Yingting calmed down.

Author's Note:

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Chapter 81: The Second Round

Idly playing with the greenish-blue strands of hair that fell across her cheek, Ji Yingting squinted as she sat quietly in her seat, waiting for the arrival of the second round of contestants.

"Hello..." Not long after, a very ordinary-looking black-haired boy sat down opposite Ji Yingting. His pupils widened, slightly shocked by Ji Yingting's beauty.

"Hello, please begin."

Ji Yingting said calmly that her table number for the second round of the game was 96. The more wins she made, the higher her table number would be.

With a slight lift of her right hand, Ji Yingting slowly picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard with a soft thud.

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Twenty minutes later, Ji Yingting licked her slightly dry cherry lips with her little tongue, then lifted the hem of her light green Taoist robe with both hands and stood up gently from her seat.

Ji Yingting carefully tidied her long, light green hair, using her soft, slender hands to straighten each strand.

With her green willow-leaf eyebrows obscuring her eyes, Ji Yingting quietly closed her pale purple starry eyes. Not enough... not enough. I need a stronger opponent. I want to play chess with a stronger professional chess player.

He... was too weak, even weaker than that ant from this morning, pitifully weak.

Ji Yingting's somewhat unsatisfied face radiated an unusual, sickly beauty. She raised her water lily-colored sleeve to cover the smile on her lips, then turned and left.

"..."

"..."

After Ji Yingting left, the plain-looking black-haired boy lowered his head, clenched his fists so tightly that they drew blood, and his black bangs covered his eyebrows. He didn't even look at Ji Yingting's beautiful green-haired back as she left.

The boy lowered his head and remained silent. There was no need to find a referee to record the outcome of this game anymore, because... he simply pushed the board aside.

Pushing the board: A somewhat crazy way of resigning, referring to the player who resigns destroying the chessboard so that it is unrecognizable.

In the rules of Go on the moon, because pushing the board is somewhat lacking in etiquette, the player who pushed the board is fully responsible for finishing the game and recording the outcome.

Of course, this is not to say that pushing the board is bad. For amateur players who lose a game, it is actually an easy way to vent their emotions.

However, the higher a person's professional level, the better their mindset, so it is very rare to see people promoting stocks in the professional circle.

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Ji Yingting walked out of the venue, clutching her light green Taoist robe. Little did she know that she had just brushed past Ji Hongying.

Because she couldn't see, Ji Yingting didn't know that Ji Hongying had been observing her game from behind.

“No… the opponent is still too weak, I can’t gauge your chess skills.” Ji Hongying frowned her fiery red eyebrows and glanced up at the boy.

Hmm? Ji Hongying was slightly surprised.

Behind the boy, a bald, middle-aged referee with a fierce appearance was deep in thought about the chessboard that the boy had just destroyed.

Did he also come to observe his sister's game?

Ji Hongying knew very well who this bald-headed Wu Ke in front of her was.