Wang Jingzhe suddenly realized that he could no longer see Wu Mangong sitting opposite him as a child. After all, he was already twenty years old. If he was at this age, his children could make soy sauce. He suddenly realized that he had always positioned the other party at the level of a child.

Wu Mangong's eyes were not red when he was talking, and his voice was a little trembling. He was trying hard to restrain his emotions because he knew that he was drowned, and then Wang Jingzhe borrowed his life, which gave him the chance to return the sun again, otherwise he would have died long ago.

This is the grace of recreation, and Wang Jingzhe re-given life.

"Uncle, how do you pay what I owe you?"

Wang Jingzhe reached out and rubbed his head, and smiled and said, "You think too much, I don't plan to lend it to you, and you think, why should you pay it back?"

Wu Mangong said "um", grabbed Wang Jingzhe's arm, and said a very mature sentence: "Only I live well, I will not let you down."

When Wang Jingzhe heard what he said, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this child would not be able to bear this psychological burden, which would be a bad thing. This could easily cause psychological shadows to him, and it would be of no benefit to his future growth.

What Wang Jingzhe unexpectedly was that Wu Mangong had already known about Wang Jingzhe's life span after he left Bagualipo. It was mainly because he was worried that Wang Jingzhe would not come back on time and delay Wu Mangong's life span, so he had to know about this matter, and even told him the way of borrowing life span. Even Xiang Que, Tang Da and Wang Xianzhi were considering whether to do something similar to Wang Jingzhe's soul-turning action for Wu Mangong. However, after thinking about it, he temporarily gave up this idea. After all, there were too many immature places and the timing was not right.

Wu Mangong also said that after he knew how to borrow his life from the Bazi, he left the Wu Sect this year and searched everywhere for the right candidates to borrow his life for him. He was very lucky. He found multiple ones in a row, and even found spare ones in the future, so it would not be difficult for him to borrow them again in the future.

Wang Jingzhe reminded him carefully: "This is not for nothing. The causal relationship is too great. You must find a way to make up for it, otherwise you will definitely not be able to bear this sinful debt. Human life, human life is comparable to heaven. You borrowed people's life for nothing. God would not let you go so easily."

Wu Mangong smiled and nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know this in my heart. Master Xiang and the others have already explained the interests to me."

Wang Jingzhe nodded and said, "It's good that you know. I won't remind you of the extra ones anymore. Just know how to master the measure..."

After meeting Wu Mangong, the last heavy stone in Wang Jingzhe's heart fell down in a short period of time. For him, what's left now depends on the end of his body and when will he be unable to suppress it.

When you feel completely relaxed, you will feel that the whole world is relaxed, and then life will become colorful. As for when he will get sick in the future, he will definitely not consider it now.

After staying in this small county with Wu Mangong for two days, he left.

Wang Jingzhe did not return to Longxi or Chaoge, but wandered alone. Because he had to practice the transformation of the knife-maker. The descendants of the Wang family hoped that they would not follow the old path of their ancestors again. Wang Jingzhe knew very well how hard this punishment made people live.

It is mid-year, and the weather has begun to get hotter. Anyway, people can wear the cooler they can wear. Especially in some cities in the south, leg-length shorts are the standard for girls, and big shorts are the first choice for men. After all, the temperature of 37 or better is 30 degrees Celsius or better, no one can stand it.

So, at this time, if anyone wears too much, others will look at you with a look of stupidity.

Lingnan, near Pazhou.

Wang Jingzhe was wearing a jacket, a shoulder bag, and a thousand-layer cloth shoes under his feet. When he walked, he heard a jingling sound from his shoulder bag.

Wang Jingzhe has not used this configuration for at least two years, and he misses it very much.

That’s right, this is the standard for the knife credit man, a jacket and a kitchen knife.

In the afternoon, around two o'clock, Wang Jingzhe found a shaded place. Under an old tree, he felt quite cool. He sat cross-legged and put down his bag, pulled out a piece of cloth from it and spread it on the ground, and then put a few kitchen knives on it.

"Only credit, not selling!"

Wang Jingzhe looked at the four big words of dragon flying phoenix dancing, nodded, rubbed his chin and said, "I have been back in the world for about two years. Time has passed, but my skills are still there, and this word is well written..."

After bragging, Wang Jingzhe leaned under the tree and took a nap. As for whether someone asked about the kitchen knife, it was not his business. The knife only had a credit card, and it had nothing to do with him or not.

Wang Jingzhe's napping time passed quickly, and it was rushing to rush hour. Opposite him was the commercial district of Pazhou. The people were traveling with finance, insurance, and white-collar workers from various foreign companies and joint ventures. Near him was a famous urban village in Lingnan. There were tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people living in a village, so at this time, people and cars were coming and going on the road in Pazhou.

Most of the people who passed by Wang Jingzhe's kitchen knife stall just glanced down and left in a hurry. Few people stopped to watch, and no one asked, because for people in modern society, the word "knife credit" is too unfamiliar. People before the 1980s may have heard of it. There is basically no reaction from those born in the 1980s, unless they heard from the elderly at home.

Wang Jingzhe didn't care about the fact that it was not opened. The transactions of knife credit people usually took ten or half a month to get one order. For him, it was really normal that he failed to set up a stall on the first day.

Night falls and lights are on.

Wang Jingzhe yawned and stretched his body. He felt that it was almost time to go today, so he thought about it and put away the kitchen knife. He could find a hotel to stay in and set up a stall tomorrow.

Wang Jingzhe had just opened his bag and was about to stuff the kitchen knife back. At this time, two people suddenly walked by in front of him, both women, one looked about 30 or 40 years old, and the other was wearing tight jeans and T-shirt. His figure looked pretty good, except that he had a pair of sunglasses under his head and a mask under the sunglasses, which meant that more than 98% of the person's face was covered.
Chapter completed!