Wang Jingzhe stayed at home for many days, twenty-four hours a day, and almost two-thirds of his time spent with his children and Xiaocao, as if he was trying hard to get back the lost time.

Changsheng accepted him very quickly. After two or three days, the father-son relationship became deep. Xiaocao looked at this scene and discussed with him a question, that is, will the child sell kitchen knives in the future.

Wang Jingzhe told him calmly that this was inevitable. The Wang family was a knife-maker, and this industry would never be erased, but it is very likely that they would change their path in the future. Xiaocao knew that this was inevitable and had no expression after hearing it. After all, after his father was punished by God, it would be the child's turn to settle down smoothly. The unlucky thing would not fall on Changsheng.

I stayed in the Li family in Longxi for more than a week, and then the guests came.

Lin Wenqi came to the door, and Wang Lingge learned from the news that Xiang Que had heard that Wang Jingzhe was born.

"I've been delayed. I couldn't help but be at the time when you were released from prison. I couldn't even remember this day," Wang Jingzhe said apologetically.

The two sat in the pavilion in the Li family's yard, put some peanuts, beef sauce and some cold dishes, and drank wine.

Lin Wenqi shook his head and said, "I don't care whether you accept it or not. After all, I know you have something to do. Can I care about this with you? I'm here to find you. In addition to wanting to see you, there is something I want to tell you. I guess I have a lot to do with you."

"Um?"

Lin Wenqi said: "We touched the Jinshi lineage and once investigated an ancient tomb, which was from Tantric Buddhism. There was a Dharma King buried in it. It is said that he was proficient in Tantric Buddhism, especially in the reincarnation of the soul. The person who asked me to check this ancient tomb and was about to move clearly said that there was a volume of Tantric scriptures about soul cultivation, so I think if we go there, it would be helpful to you if we bring out this volume of Tantric scriptures."

Wang Jingzhe frowned and said nothing for a while.

Lin Wenqi continued: "Although I have never put in the tomb, I have put in a lot of effort and have done a lot of homework. The danger should not be very high."

Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. I have been to Tibet and have some understanding of Tantric Buddhism. If you want to move the tomb of a Tantric Dharma King, it would be fine if you don't notice it. If you know, Tantric Buddhism will probably chase us all over the world, and it will be the kind that will never stop. They respect the master and the Dharma King very much. Stealing their tomb is equivalent to dying hatred."

Lin Wenqi smiled: "Is wealth and honor in danger?"

Wang Jingzhe glanced at Changsheng who was squatting in the yard and playing, and said softly: "Do you know what I fear the most now? I fear the most about the word "danger" you just said, Lao Lin, you don't have children yet, and you may not know what it is like to be a parent. In fact, it is very hard for parents. They are afraid that something will happen to your children, and they are afraid that something will happen to you. They always think about raising your children in a simple and peaceful way throughout their lives, and they will not think about anything else."

Lin Wenqi was silent immediately. He could hear what Wang Jingzhe said, that was that he didn't want to take risks, for fear that his wife and children would not be able to explain it here if he had any mistakes. After all, Wang Jingzhe had had such experiences for more than a year before, and the guilt in his heart had not yet dissipated. Lin Wenqi asked him to touch the tomb of a Dharma King now, which was obviously unwilling to accept.

"Okay, it's your own business anyway. If you don't want to go, let's put it down first!" Lin Wenqi nodded and said.

Wang Jingzhe said: "I'm not at the time of desperate situation. Before I have to, I will definitely not take any risks. Unless I wait until the knife is on my neck, I will appreciate your kindness. Let's put it aside for now."

"I'm fine, I'm mainly for your considerations."

"Then what are your plans next?"

Lin Wenqi thought for a while and said confusedly: "What are my plans? The money for tomb robbing and goods was enough for me to live carefree for the rest of my life. If I had no choice, I would definitely not be in this industry anymore. After all, I am a person with a criminal record. If there is a problem with an ancient tomb, the police will definitely come to me as soon as possible. But if I don't get in the tomb, I don't know what I can do. I will take a break for a while and walk around. When you need to find me, I'm going to re-enter the world."

That night, Lin Wenqi and Wang Jingzhe chatted together for a long time. The two young people were only about thirty years old, but their life experiences were full of vicissitudes. They spoke with the taste of old age. They were the typical kind of people who had seen all kinds of things in the world by the age of thirty. They were still young but old.

The next day, Lin Wenqi left Longxi and did not say where he was going. He only said that the world is beautiful, so I'll take a look first.

After Wang Jingzhe stayed at home for a few more days, but during these days, he always looked at the watch and calendar inadvertently.

Xiaocao finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to him with his teeth grinding, "This family can't accommodate you anymore, right? Is there a dog outside?"

Wang Jingzhe lowered his eyebrows and said with his eyes drooping: "People are in the world and cannot help themselves..."

After staying in Longxi for a month and a half, Wang Jingzhe left and went to a small town at the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou. There were no dogs here and Wu Mangong here.

Calculate the time, Wang Jingzhe estimated that Wu Mangong's life was about to be the time to live, so he had to get it. Otherwise, if the child unknowingly exhausted his life and died suddenly, he would be speechless.

Goodbye Wu Mangong, the child is no longer a child, he is obviously a young man. During this year, Wu Mangong's size has skyrocketed, half a head taller than Wang Jingzhe. He has a burly and powerful figure, a angular face, and a masculine atmosphere. It looks particularly likable. Of course, he must be a woman.

Goodbye Wang Jingzhe. Although he was already a young man, Wu Mangong couldn't help but turn red in his eyes and walked up to him and hugged his shoulders. In front of Wang Jingzhe, he will always be that child, and it has nothing to do with age.

"Uncle!" Wu Mangong whispered.

"Pa, pa" Wang Jingzhe patted his shoulder and said, "Sit down." Then the place asked him why the people had disappeared in the past year. As usual, Wang Jingzhe told him about the process again.

The uncle and nephew talked for a while, and Wu Mangong looked at him and suddenly asked, "Uncle, are you going to borrow my life for me?"
Chapter completed!