Gu Congsheng took his eyes off the old cow, looked around, found a stone and sat down slowly. The old cow was still standing there, but he twisted his head in the direction of Gu Congsheng, still staring at Gu Congsheng. The two sides were silent for a while, and Gu Congsheng broke the atmosphere and said, "I know I can't hide it from you, and I don't plan to hide it from you, after doing this, I'm leaving." “

The old cow let out a deep voice again: "I'm going to leave too." Gu Congsheng paused for a moment, but still said gently: "Well, I know. “

"Don't you want to know why I'm leaving?" Lao Niu asked, "You still have a very serious injury on your body, and I can't help you." Gu Congsheng replied.

"Then why are you? Do you yearn for the outside world? Isn't this kind of life good?" said Lao Niu with some urgency, but his voice was still deep.

Gu Congsheng didn't seem to feel the change in Lao Niu's mood, and still said slowly: "This kind of life is very good, I like it very much, but, but he is going to die!." At this, a trace of sorrow flashed across the saint's face, but he quickly regained his composure. "I want to go find him and see if I can bring him back, and if he really wants to die, someone will have to be by his side when he dies. And, in case I can save him. Gu Congsheng continued, Gu Congsheng's tone was still unwavering, but Lao Niu still heard worry and anxiety.

"How do you know he's going to die? I can't even calculate his life, and how can you find him?" retorted the old cow.

"His beard, which had been kept in the box for a long time, had turned into ashes the other day. Moreover, the tortoise shell he left me was far from the usual temperature, there was only a very faint temperature on it, and even sometimes it was freezing chills these days. And the blessings I can feel about my happiness in the past few days are increasing, which means that he is about to die. ”

At this point, the usual smile on the face of the saint was gone, replaced by solemnity. "And, I have a feeling that I have to leave and that I will find him. At this time, Gu Congsheng's eyes revealed firmness and absolute confidence.

"However, you also said that he didn't want you to have any connection with him, wouldn't it be another time for you to go to him now, and this kind of thing in the dark may be able to see a little more clearly when it reaches his level, and he must have his plan to prevent you from being contaminated. Lao Niu said again.

Gu Congsheng listened to Lao Niu quietly, and did not continue Lao Niu's words, but said slowly: "From the moment he stopped me in the snow road, our numerology has intersected, and I have been involved in his life and death, how can I pretend that I don't know when he is dying." Just like you and me, you could have left a long time ago, but why are you still with me to this day?"

Listening to Gu Congsheng's words, Lao Niu was silent, and Lao Niu's thoughts returned to when Gu Congsheng bought himself ten years ago. At that time, he suffered a thunderstorm, and the natal horn on his head was broken, and his body was almost shattered, and the most serious thing was that his spiritual intelligence was beaten to pieces, and he was reduced to an ordinary old cow, and he was almost killed.

It was the young man in front of him who took him away, healed his external injuries, and listened to him recite the words of the saint by his side, and also absorbed part of his literary fortune, and re-condensed his spiritual wisdom, and even contaminated some of his blessings, and his cultivation also recovered some.

Lao Niu recovered his wisdom two years after he was brought back from the saint, and after the old cow recovered his spiritual wisdom, he had already seen the extraordinaryness of Gu Congsheng.

So Lao Niu spoke and talked with Gu Congsheng, telling him some things outside the village, about some things about cultivation, and about some things in this world, Gu Congsheng just listened silently by his side, and occasionally asked him about something. I don't know when Lao Niu got used to this kind of life, Lao Niu really regarded himself as an ordinary ploughing cow, but this ploughing cow could talk to the youth.

Lao Niu also doesn't know when he trusts this young man very much, maybe it is the daily communication with Gu Congsheng after reuniting Lingzhi, so that Lao Niu realizes that he has a pure mind, maybe it is every day that Gu Congsheng is not stingy with his own literary luck, and he always recites the words of his heart when he is around, maybe he listened to Gu Congsheng talk about his childhood, and felt the pure heart of Congsheng, maybe Congsheng never asked about his past, but just regarded himself as a friend who could talk, maybe this young man was a Confucian gentleman early on the basis of reading.

But when the old cow thought that it was more likely that he had not regained his wisdom and was still a waste cow whose life was hanging by a thread, a twelve-year-old child on the path at dusk gently used his hemp sleeve to drive away mosquitoes and flies from the wounds on his body, and at that time, the unintelligent ploughing ox had already regarded this person as the most trusted person. Lao Niu had no friends before, and Lao Niu knew that he had friends after that, and his name was Gu Congsheng.

Lao Niu was supposed to leave shortly after the reunion of Lingzhi, but Lao Niu didn't, Lao Niu was used to lying next to Congsheng to watch him read, used to telling him some strange things outside, Lao Niu felt very peaceful when he stayed by Congsheng's side, Lao Niu liked this kind of life, but now Lao Niu had to go. Thinking of this, Lao Niu's mood became a little irritable.

Lao Niu had guessed what Gu Congsheng was going to do before he came, and he had already guessed it from last night when Gu Congsheng had planned for Gu Chang's life. Lao Niu couldn't figure out why at first, but now that he knew the reason, Lao Niu would not dissuade him anymore, because Lao Niu knew that Gu Congsheng's decision would not change, and Lao Niu couldn't find any reason to dissuade him.

Lao Niu just felt a pity, this world from today will be one less person with extraordinary fortune, one less Confucian gentleman who is expected to reach the sainthood, one less cultivator, but there is also one more scholar, one less person who is murderous, and one more ordinary person who is free from disasters and difficulties.

It's not too bad to think about it that way.

There is no room for such a blessed person in this world, and there should not be a person who is so fated to be so disgusted.

Gu Congsheng saw that Lao Niu was pondering something, Gu Congsheng did not interrupt Lao Niu's thoughts, but just waited quietly.

Lao Niu finally spoke: "Since you have decided, just do it, I will abide by the law and gather spirits for you." What you have to do is against the sky, although that tortoise shell is strange, but it is still not a chance, when do you plan to start, I will go back and prepare. ”

Gu Congsheng did not shirk and said: "The son, the beginning of Yang's life. Tonight. After speaking, Gu Congsheng got up, tidied up his Mai slightly, picked up the medicine basket, looked at Lao Niu, and said, "You go back."

After speaking, Gu Congsheng turned around and stepped on the path leading to the deep mountain.