Gu Congsheng, who was sitting under the dim oil lamp and waiting for his younger brother to cook, held the book in his hand but did not open it. Gu Congsheng thought of the old Confucian who came to the thatched house this afternoon, thinking about the words that the old Confucian gave him, thinking about the copper coin left by the old Ru, thinking about the green leaves that fell on his younger brother's head, and thinking about what the old Confucian said to him.

In fact, Gu Congsheng had already guessed that he and his younger brother were in the game, and one of himself and his younger brother was blessed with great fortune, and the other was deeply murdered, so they would naturally be put into the game.

And the Taoist priest is the one who breaks the game, and the fate of the murder is canceled out, and he and his younger brother become ordinary people, so they will naturally be out.

But the Taoist priest must have had an accident now, and the part of the fortune that the Taoist priest took did not come back at all, that is, his fortune was exhausted, and his brother's murderous life still existed, and the younger brother naturally couldn't get out, and he still had to be stuffed into the game. So he can only save his life first, transfer his brother's murder to himself, and let his younger brother out first.

Gu Congsheng believed in the Taoist priest, but things did not develop as the Taoist priest expected, and Gu Congsheng was even a little lucky, because this also showed that the Taoist priest was not dead.

Gu Congsheng no matter what the situation is, no matter what role the Taoist plays in it, Gu Congsheng believes in the Taoist, he doesn't want the Taoist to have anything to do, because the Taoist saved his brother's life, because the Taoist is his master, because he and his younger brother treat the Taoist priest as a relative, because the Taoist priest hopes that he and his younger brother will be out.

Gu Congsheng took out the tortoise shell from his arms, thinking that this was the Taoist priest's preparation for the accident.

And what kind of person is the old Confucian who saved him today, how many people are in the game, and even who is in the game, Gu Congsheng doesn't want to think about it, it's useless to think about it.

However, Gu Congsheng believes that today he will be detained out of the water tank, shaved his head down into white bones, and then squirted his own flesh and bones with a sip of wine.

Because the old Confucian is very knowledgeable, so high that he can only look up, and the words are extremely beautiful.

The most important thing is that the old Confucian is an interesting person, who can wake people up because he shows off his advanced cultivation, and makes people watch their flesh fall down piece by piece.

While shaving, he boasted about how superb the knife technique was, saying that shaving carrion would never produce any more good meat, and as soon as the words fell, Gu Congsheng saw a large piece of his good meat being cut off, and the senior pretended not to see it with a red face and a heartbeat, but he still did not grow, and kicked off a lot of intact meat.

Lao Ru was still angry with a green turtle who was only four or five years old, and he didn't know how to see the contempt in the eyes of the little green turtle, so he destroyed the evidence of the crime in front of a person, a cow and a turtle, and turned the shaved good meat into charred black meat with one palm, and said when he was done: "Look, I will say that all the shaved meat is bad meat." Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu could only say "the predecessors are smart", and that person was quite comfortable with these words. It's just that because Gu Congsheng didn't faint in fright, he felt a little boring.

By the time Lao Confucius stopped, Gu Congsheng had basically become a living skeleton, and the internal organs in the skeleton had fortunately not flowed out, but when Lao Ru shaved off the charred and rotten flesh of Gu Congsheng, Gu Congsheng did not feel pain. Then, Lao Ru grabbed a dark wine jug out of thin air, poured a sip of wine, swallowed half of it, and sprayed the remaining half of it on Gu Congsheng's torso, and then saw that Gu Congsheng's necrotic internal organs and freshly shaved flesh grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon Gu Congsheng was "complete".

When he saw that Gu Congsheng had no hair due to the thunderstorm, he laughed a few times heartlessly, and then said how ugly Gu Congsheng was, and boasted about how graceful he was when he was young, how handsome and chic.

In the end, Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu really couldn't listen to it, so they said how the old predecessors were still showing their demeanor, and the old man stopped, and complained that they were late, so that he boasted about himself for a long time, which made Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu cry and laugh.

Then Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu tried their best to praise the old man's intentions, but their talent was not good, and they never satisfied the old man.

The old man said that Gu Congsheng was too stupid, he didn't have the vitality of a young man at all, he was really dull and tight, and he was still his little apprentice, but he was running blindly with a little monk all day long, and he was afraid that he had forgotten that he still had his own master.

Then he saw that Gu Congsheng was also bald, so he was even more angry, saying that he had no hair, he was living like a monk, and he was ugly, and then with a wave of his hand, Gu Congsheng's hair grew out again. However, he didn't help Gu Congsheng grow his eyebrows, or Lao Niu cast a spell to make it grow again after Lao Ru left.

However, Lao Ru also had a time when he was deflated, when he expelled the thunder in the head of Gu Congsheng, his palm was scorched black, this time it was Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu who pretended to be nothing, Lao Ru saw that Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu pretended not to see it, and Lao Ru didn't say anything, otherwise his previous "master" demeanor would be damaged, and he just shrunk the scorched black hand into his sleeve.

However, the old man didn't want to suffer this secret loss in vain to make Gu Congsheng and Lao Niu laugh in their hearts, so the blood mark in Gu Congsheng's forehead was not healed, and he said that the thunder mang was drawn from this, so he could only wait for himself to heal slowly. Afterwards, Lao Niu also tried it, but it was really difficult to cure it.

Gu Congsheng knew that the old Confucian could definitely be cured, but he didn't want to be cured in his heart. In this regard, Gu Congsheng has no opinion, if someone can save his life, he should be grateful to Dade, so what is the dissatisfaction, and the blood mark on his forehead is not a big deal.

The old Confucian took out the thunder from the forehead and didn't know where to receive it, and took out a small brush out of thin air, the pen looks nothing special, the pen is as white as snow, the pen is dark, and it looks like a new pen that has not been dyed with ink.

Lao Ru's right hand has just been injured by Lei Mang, and is still shrunk in the sleeve, so he holds the pen in his left hand, and counts the pen in the air, Gu Congsheng asked himself if he is not a calligrapher, but he still understands it slightly, but it is difficult to see what words are written from the old Confucian's pen marks, and he can't even see how many words are written, although Lao Confucian is written in the air, but Gu Congsheng can feel the touch of the pen on his body, as if he is writing on his own body.

After Lao Ru finished writing, he sighed with emotion: "Providence, you are cheap, you kid, I think I can't find a word, and today I even let you get my left-handed hand, hey, it's a big loss." Then, he turned around and left, as if he came, there was a breeze blowing, which made the old Confucian's clothes fly, his hair fluttered, and he was also chic, but the right hand in the sleeve was still a little shaky, destroying the artistic conception.

Gu Congsheng bowed deeply to the back of the old Confucian and bowed deeply, but he didn't expect the voice from the old man to make Gu Congsheng extremely embarrassed. "Young man, put on your clothes first, it's insulting to Sven. Suddenly, Gu Congsheng was embarrassed and couldn't cry or laugh, and then the old Confucian's laughter came from the air, but the person was gone.

Gu Congsheng hurriedly went to get another set of clean clothes to put on, combed his hair, walked out of the hut quickly, and bowed in the direction where the old man had just disappeared.

The old cow also followed, muttering, "This old man is a little hateful, but he is also cute." As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt fell, hitting the old cow's whole body and emitting black smoke.

The old cow didn't know why, and the old Ru's voice remembered again, "Ahem, I forgot a little bit just now." Then Gu Congsheng saw a copper coin floating in the air, with the words "sincerity" on it. "Give it to your brother, let him take it with him, and the green leaf on his head is a gift from another senior. "Gu Congsheng only heard his voice, but did not see his people.

"Senior, please have a drink next time we meet. "From the old man in front of him, he swallowed half a mouthful of wine before squirting out the flesh and bones of Gu Congsheng, and he knew from the saint that the old man was a drunkard.

"That's like a word, but I like beef with wine. Hearing this, the old cow panicked, and hurriedly said: "There are a lot of seniors, don't be weird with my little demon." After waiting for a long time, I didn't see a reply, thinking that Lao Ru had already left, Lao Niu sighed and was glad that he said the second half of the sentence, otherwise, he should be cooked by now, instead of only suffering from some flesh and skin.

Lao Niu and Gu Congsheng entered the house and saw that Gu Changsheng, who was sleeping on the bed, really had a green leaf on his head.

The shiny green of the green leaves.