As darkness fell, the lamps cast a dim yellow glow, and the crescent moon ascended.

Under the lamplight, at a chess stall, Ji Xing three fingers twirled two cannons, flipped over a pawn to take the red side's seventh path pawn, and looked up, saying: "Master, that horse just now shouldn't have been eaten. Now I'm attacking with my chariot, you can only hide behind it. Hiding behind it means your last pawn is lost."

"Firing at the bottom elephant general, you can only promote to a counselor. If I move my cannon again, it becomes a heavy cannon, and you can only use an elder general. If you use an elder general, you won't be able to hold it. With two cannons and one carriage from my side attacking the bottom, I will kill you in just a few moves."

This is a common type of abandoned horse flying knife opening in the later hand screen wind horse game (xiangqi flying knife, refers to a layout trap, most of which use losing pieces as bait to achieve the advantage of first-hand or rapid attack). Ji Xing has played thousands of games, familiar enough to be able to play it with his eyes closed.

It is better to lose one son than to lose a general.

Even though Zhuge Liang was struck by a flying knife, his second uncle Lai Ye couldn't save him.

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The old man across from him, with white hair, stared at the chessboard in silence. Those watching the game also shook their heads. Ji Xing said again, “If you sacrifice a car to protect an elephant, you could hold on for a while longer, but… You see that it’s getting late, and I’m also ready to pack up and go home. Let’s call it a draw, this game is a tie, and I won’t charge you. How about that?”

A sign next to the chessboard read: “Casual games 5 yuan per game, crack the move and get 50 yuan back. Formal games 10 yuan per game, win and get 50 yuan back. Instruction 20 yuan per game, detailed explanation of moves, small business, no credit.”

"Alright, Lao Zhang, stop thinking about it. You lousy chess player can't even beat me, so how could you possibly beat Xiao Ji?"

"The first two games were obviously letting you win, don't you really think you have a chance?"

“Little Ji is pretty generous, he won’t charge you for this round. At most you just lose 20 bucks, think of it as tuition. Go home, go home.” Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

The chess buddies beside him also advised Mr. Zhang.

But Zhang Dajie remained silent.

Ji Xing gave a strange look. The old man's eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and besides the deep wrinkles on his forehead, even his veins were popping out.

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To lose two games of chess, and to be so angry?

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Ji Xing was stunned, his face changing drastically.

Whoops! I got hit by a flying knife!

He won 20 yuan playing Go, this old man just lay down on the ground, 200,000 wouldn't even be enough!

He urged, "Zhang Big Brother..."

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Sizzle!

A ripping sound of cloth interrupted Ji Xing's words. Opposite him, Zhang Dagong extended his long, black-tipped fingers, his arms swelling and thickening, bursting through his sleeves to sprout thick, dark hair!

His ordinary, old face tore and twisted, a stench filling the air as he transformed into a black-haired monster over two meters tall!

"Oh my god!"

Ji Xinghun almost jumped out of his skin. He flipped the chessboard at the monster's face and ran away.

The monstrous claws slashed, tearing the chessboard apart before lunging savagely at Jixiang.

“It’s a demon!!” The chess players watching were also scattering in fear as Zhang Ye transformed.

Perhaps having lost the game had fueled his resentment, 'Zhang Big Brother's' eyes were only focused on Ji Xing. His thick black legs moved swiftly, closing the distance in an instant.

Just when things were at a critical moment, a crescent moon swept across the sky. The demon's head and neck separated from its body as it ran, still driven by inertia, it ran another two meters before collapsing with a thud, black blood splattering everywhere.

Ji Xing ran out ten meters before daring to glance back. Seeing the demon was dead, a handsome young man of sixteen or seventeen in black stood beside him with a sword. He finally let out a long breath, panting heavily.

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“This is the first time I’ve seen a dumb demon exposed for losing a game…” The boy waved to Ji Xing: “It’s fine, we’ll handle this side. Hunters will protect everyone.”

Ji Xing caught his breath and gave the boy a thumbs-up: "Awesome!"

"Huh?" The boy was used to seeing people terrified by demons, so he was a little surprised by Ji Xing's reaction. He paused for a moment before giving a shy smile.

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Ji Xingze glanced at the demon's corpse and the unnecessary chess stall, and walked home with lingering fear.

Under the night, the small town was peaceful and tranquil. People heading home from work had smiles on their faces, and wisps of cooking smoke rose in the distance. On the other side of the street, the appearance of demons did not cause people any trouble at all.

Someone also asked Ji Xing, "Are you closing up?"

Ji Xing replied, "I was adopted."

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On his way home, after locking the door, Ji Xing finally let out a curse: "Damn world, scared the hell out of me."

He is a traveler from another time.

It has been almost a month since I crossed from modern society into this "Demon Continent."

On this demon-inhabited continent, demons and humans have coexisted since ancient times.

Demons feed on human brains. By consuming a person's brain, they can inherit their memories and identity, transforming their shape to hide among humans and prey on them.

Just now, Zhang Dajie is an example.

It's obvious that the demons, even Lord Zhang Dagong himself, have inherited the habit of playing chess and preferring to play against worse opponents. They might even break down if they lose a game.

If one does not deliberately reveal themselves, it is difficult to detect a disguise through changes in personality or habits.

As for chess, Ji Xing found a lot of things in this world quite strange.

Although the development of history in this world was completely different from that in his previous life, it surprisingly had games like chess, checkers, and Go. The inventors and invention dates were lost to time, leading him to wonder if there were other travelers through time who came before him.

The small town he lived in, called 'Yangliu', was inhabited by a diverse population. There were Mr. Zhang and Mr. John, but they all spoke Mandarin with perfect pronunciation, even using the same specific expressions and habits. Occasionally, a few dialect words might slip out, which everyone simply accepted as normal.

The overall level of technology is roughly at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century, but as far as ‘Ji Xing’ knows, it has been maintained at this level for at least several hundred years.

Perhaps the situations in the two worlds are different?

Before the crossing, there were no demons, or perhaps larger cities had already adopted some high-tech, while this remote town hadn't caught up?

Ji Xing hasn't had the opportunity to travel elsewhere yet. He heard that the wilderness is a demon's territory, and he doesn't have enough money or strength to travel.

He had just crossed over a month ago and was still in the stage of adapting and surviving, with no time to think about anything else. The only thing his previous life left him was a bare-bones house.

Still unemployed and without family or friends.

If you don't make money, you will starve.

Before crossing over, Ji Xing was just an ordinary person. Even in this world where soap and glass existed, he had no idea where to begin with inventions. After all, this world possessed extraordinary powers.

Working is impossible.

After much deliberation, he realized that his greatest talent might just be playing.

Before crossing over, Ji Xing loved to play and played well.

He is very skilled at various online games and board games. He is also well-known for his skills in football, table tennis, and badminton. Even in new games like board games and escape rooms, he excels.

Most of them were useless. After examining them for two days, he chose to make a living temporarily by running a chess stall, accumulating his first fortune.

There are no city management officials in this world.

If one knows when to stop and the fees are reasonable, he thinks it's safe. A month's worth of work has indeed accumulated a small fortune.

I never expected that a chess stall would attract a non-human opponent. This world is too dangerous!

Although there are demon hunters patrolling the town, emergencies can still occur.

Just like Zhang Deye, wasn't he silently and quietly eaten by the infiltrating demons who replaced his brain?

Even if he were just on the street, if Ji Xing reacted even a little slower or ran even a little slower, he wouldn't even be able to wait for the demon hunter's rescue!

That way, I'm afraid he...

Ji Xingxin was still shaken, staring at the mirror and stretching out her tongue to lick the sweat beading on her forehead.

He's probably a demon too...

It's exposed!

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