930 Stepping on The Mountain Towards The Bodhi Tree

The black carriage kept going west. Inside the carriage, Ning Que rolled out the black cloth very carefully, stared at the chessboard and asked, "Why did we come here?"

Sangsang said, "I have to confirm something."

The chessboard was made of an unknown material. It looked like metal and felt cold and firm. But when Ning Que knocked with his fingers, he did not make any sound.

It was the chessboard left by the Buddha. Of course it was different.

Ning Que stared at the chessboard and asked after a pause, "What's that? Does that have anything to do with the Buddha?"

Sangsang answered, "Yes. I want to know whether he is dead or still alive."