The most difficult thing in the world is exploration. Taking the path that our predecessors have not walked. This is called crossing the river by feeling the stones. If you touch the river clearly, if you pass by the river, you will have to fall into the river and drown.

Wang Jingzhe had no way to go against the heavens and change his fate, so he had to explore this way to return to the sun and then borrow his life to achieve a reversal of the gods. In fact, this practice, in layman's terms, is called deceiving the heavens.

Deceive God!

Xiang Que, Wang Xianzhi, and Wang Jingzhe himself were doing something to deceive the heavens at this time, commonly known as secretly diving Chen Cang. It can be said that every step they took so far is in a strict manner and has almost no flaws. Whether they can bully it depends on his step of life after returning to the sun.

Previously, they used Wang Jingzhe's three souls and seven spirits to be punished by heaven, and before that, they transferred his soul to the extra soul. The three souls and seven spirits have been destroyed by heavenly thunder. According to normal inference, the heavenly punishment curse of the sword-credit man has been completed, so it should be turned into a past tense. The current soul is actually a new life.

Baguailipo is the last stop of the thirteenth stop in the underworld. It can deceive the secrets of heaven and not be known to heaven. Here, let the new soul return to the body and then borrow the life of the sun. This is great success.

If Wang Jingzhe wakes up and can step out of the Baguaili slope without being punished by heaven, it is actually not much the same as changing one's destiny. It's just that the process is too cumbersome, and he has operated multiple links in succession. In addition, he must have assisted experts such as Wang Xuanzhen, Xiang Que, and Wang Xianzhi. No one who is linked together may be able to do it.

This kind of thing is really not something that humans can do.

Time flies by, and the atmosphere is solemn on the Baguaili slope.

At the same time, at the Longxi Li Mansion, thousands of miles away, the sleeping grass suddenly woke up from her sleep. She gasped for a few breaths, then reached out to touch the cold sweat on her forehead. At this time, her whole body was inexplicably wet with sweat.

Xiaocao didn't know that Wang Jingzhe would be punished by God today, and no one told her what happened today, but the couple was in love with each other. Xiaocao, who was still asleep just now, dreamed that Wang Jingzhe was standing in front of him with blood all over his face and pus.

"You unscrupulous father, you haven't farted for many years. I wonder if both mother and mother are thinking about it..." Xiaocao stroked her bulging belly and murmured.

When the atmosphere in Baguaili slope was extremely heavy, Wang Xianzhi's frown slightly loosened. Wang Dongzhi suddenly squatted down and reached out to touch Wang Jingzhe's face. His face, which was originally full of thick sores, was particularly terrible, but at this time the thick sores were slowly fading away.

"It's back to Yang" Xiang Que said with a sigh of relief.

If the thick sore disappears, it means the yang will return, because the heavenly punishment has passed, the sore should not come out again.

Wang Jingzhe's body moved and the person woke up. After opening his eyes, he had an empty look without any emotion. Wang Dongzhi's hand on his face had not moved away, and he happened to see his faint eyes turning. She subconsciously retracted her hand because Wang Dongzhi suddenly saw a feeling called strange.

Wang Xianzhi and Wang Fengrao hurriedly walked over, their hearts suddenly raising their throats, and Wang Xuanzhen asked in a low voice: "Do you see what's going on?"

"There is no corpse gas at all, and the thick sores have subsided. Normally, people have indeed returned to the sun. Even if he dies seven days later, he is still a clear living person now." Xiang Que paused and frowned and said, "But I always feel that something is wrong."

In fact, they all felt something was wrong, but no one could tell what was the reason for the wrong thing. After all, they had never encountered this situation.

Wang Jingzhe suddenly stood up, and the person next to him subconsciously retreated around. He twisted his neck, moved the joints of his body, then looked down at his feet, thought for a moment, and then slowly took a step.

Wang Jingzhe's walking posture was a bit weird, just like polio and Wu Lao Er possessed him next door with a stroke. His limbs were very inconsistent and awkward. When he was manipulated, his hands and feet were the same, and his body was very stiff.

It should have been quite a funny scene, but I couldn't hear any laughter.

Wang Xianzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He asked tentatively in a dry voice: "Waiter, how do you feel?"

Wang Jingzhe first heard Wang Xianzhi's voice. After waiting for a while, he turned his head and looked at him empty. Wang Xianzhi also saw a feeling in his eyes, called strange.

Wang Jingzhe did not reply to his words, but turned his head back and stood blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

And his stop has been a long time since.

It was dawn and the dark clouds outside dispersed.

Wang Jingzhe always stood there without saying a word. Xiang Que and others who were watching the other side had spoken to him during this period, but without exception, they did not receive a reply, even the simple word "ah".

Wang Lingge said that people may have just returned to the sun and had not adapted to it. There is almost a stage of fusion in the middle, and maybe they will slowly change.

Wang Xianzhi, Wang Dongzhi and Wang Fengrao were also helpless, but fortunately, there were seven days to return to the sun. If Wang Jingzhe could react before the first seventh, it would be too late.

The first day after Wang Jingzhe returned to the sun after his death, he did not change at all. He stood there blankly like a telephone pole.

The next day, it was still the same.

And this wait really took seven days in a flash.

The first seven nights of Wang Jingzhe were the last day of his return to the sun. Wang Xianzhi and the others couldn't help but prayed for the eighteen prayers. In the end, we couldn't miss the last prayer of Yangsheng.

Xiang Que sighed and frowned and said, "If it really doesn't work, we have to force his horoscope to borrow his life."

Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said, "It's almost impossible. None of us knows the vanishing text. According to his prediction, the last step must be to use ghost books to write his and Hu Zhengfu's horoscope on that book of life and death, otherwise it would be similar to borrowing it for free."

The first seven nights, midnight.

The telephone pole Wang Jingzhe finally reacted at this time. If he hadn't done anything yet, then before midnight came, Xiang Que and Wang Xianzhi would have planned to operate it themselves.

After moving, Wang Jingzhe reacted strangely. He didn't say a word, and walked straight to Hu Zhengfu, then pointed at him, and turned around and walked to the stone tablet of life and death at the end of Baguaili slope.

Hu Zhengfu looked at Wang Xianzhi blankly, and nodded and said, "You follow us..."
Chapter completed!