But it was broad daylight. Where did this ghost come from?
If it wasn't a ghost, could it be Second Uncle's act?
Could it be that he was going to lose, so he deliberately ruined the game?
At that moment, Second Uncle said, "Third Bro, it's all messed up. What was the layout?"
Third Uncle said, "It's alright, I remember it. I'll help you restore it."
Third Uncle placed the pieces and restored the chess game, but Second Uncle shouted, "No, my chariot is here. If I take another two steps, it'll be a checkmate for you. Are you trying to fool me?"
"How is that possible? Your chariot was right here. It'll be a check on you very soon!" Third Uncle shouted.
"Impossible, the chariot was right here!"
"No, it's here!"
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