When Wang Jingzhe was in Baguali Slope, he obviously felt something was wrong after changing his soul. At that time, he just noticed that something was wrong, but he had no idea where the problem was. Even Xiang Que, Wang Xianzhi, Wang Xuanzhen and others were by his side, and he did not ask, so he remained silent. In the eyes of others, he seemed to be very calm, but only he knew it. In fact, he was very panicked at that time.

Because the successive operations that day were entirely possible that the unknown was created. Even if these big names were there, Wang Jingzhe was sure that they would not be able to give any answers. After all, it was the first time everyone experienced it.

Therefore, after Wang Jingzhe borrowed his life to the Bazi, he quickly left Baguailipo without leaving a single word. It was an uncertain issue. He was always better to take on his own responsibility than others.

He is not stubborn or shy, not wanting to cause trouble for others. The main reason is that he feels that his problem is clearly felt that other than being able to solve it himself, outsiders will definitely not be able to give any answers. It is better to find a place to be quiet and think about it carefully before talking about it.

However, what Wang Jingzhe had never expected was that he had an even more headache the night he came out of Baguali slope.

Maybe it was because of the reason why Baguailipo was blinded by the secrets of heaven. Since then, he became sick. Just like before, he realized that something in his body was fighting for control with him, and wanted to completely replace him. Every time he was sick, there was no specific time point, basically in the evening, and the duration was not very long, about three or five minutes.

And there were three or four times when Wang Jingzhe knew that he had completely lost consciousness, his body was still him, but his soul had completely changed. Later, when he woke up, he suddenly realized that there was a corpse of a livestock on the ground, which was torn into pieces and his death was quite miserable. This state immediately scared him because he had no idea what he had done at that time.

Wang Jingzhe sat blankly on the ground without moving all night, his back was cold and his scalp was numb. He knew his strength. If he had done his best, the consequences would be terrifying.

It was like this every night for more than a month, and never missed for a day. Later, he suddenly tried it and found that it seemed very effective if he had a trash to seal his soul when he was sick, but he was not sure whether it was always like this or occasionally.

Originally, Wang Jingzhe wanted to go back to Longxi, but because of this change, he pinched this idea. He was afraid that if he lost control and transformed, if he lay on the same bed with Xiaocao, he would accidentally destroy his wife, and there was no need to say anything.

So, Wang Jingzhe has been wandering around for a while. How can he say that when these symptoms have not returned to normal, and when will he show up again?

Disappearing is better than causing some terrible consequences. Just explore slowly. You can even say that Wang Jingzhe has a tendency to be inferior now. He is even afraid that he will drag down the grass. Some men seem to be very strong on the surface, but they are actually very fragile in their hearts.

After all, Wang Jingzhe's situation before was already very heartbreaking. From Wang Fengrao to Wang Xianzhi and Wang Dongzhi, they were all dragged down by him.

That night, after suffering from illness, Wang Jingzhe looked at the roof with his eyes silently. He no longer blames the world. After all, after overcoming the hurdle of the heavens, the current problem is actually not a big problem. He is confident that he can solve this problem in the future.

When Wang Jingzhe stared at the ceiling with his eyes straight, Xiaocao was doing something almost the same as the Chinese and German couple. She had just changed the diapers for the child, fed milk, and was coaxing the little guy to sleep, but the difference was that she did this thing herself, and no one was helping her, even Wang Dongzhi and the nanny were sleeping in the two rooms next door.

"I have to serve you well, and then wait for your dead father to come back to see you chubby and fat. Is it okay..."

The next morning, Wang Jingzhe got up and came out of the hotel. He did not say hello to Zhongde and Pei Jing, and left the city alone.

In fact, there has never been a clear purpose for King Jingzhe, but I don’t know why he is very resistant to meeting someone he once knew. The more familiar he is, the less he wants to meet.

However, after wandering around for about two months, Wang Jingzhe discovered a very, very subtle change, that is, when his mood calmed down, it would be easy to resist when he was sick at night, especially in the past few days, he suppressed it without much effort, and naturally there was no possibility of letting the other party gain the upper hand.

He felt that time might be an old healing medicine, and maybe everything would get better slowly.

Wang Jingzhe even thought about whether he would go to the Ghost World Fort again. After all, if he spends life in that place likes a year, it may be of greater help to him.

So, after leaving the west of the Lingxi, he quietly walked to Fengdu County, and then passed Jinji Mountain and Evil Gou Ridge from Fengdu Mountain, but finally found that the Ghost World Fort could not enter, as if there was a barrier outside, and he could not pass through the fog no matter what.

Wang Jingzhe felt that the reason why he could not enter the Ghost Realm Fort was probably because Wu Mangong and he left the Ghost Realm Fort and returned to the Wumen Holy Land. Wu Mangong seemed to have said that there are some rules to open the Ghost Realm Fort, and it is not possible to open it just by opening it.

Leaving Fengdu, Wang Jingzhe continued to wander. He was like a wandering soul, aimlessly not knowing where to go.

But in fact, what Wang Jingzhe wanted to go to most was definitely Longxi. There were no two most important people in his life, but the situation did not allow it.

At this time, it was December. Winter began to gradually enter north of the Yangtze River, and it became a little cold. During this period, Wang Jingzhe walked from south to north, thinking about his problems day after day.

Later, Wang Jingzhe thought of someone who was going to the other party. Although this person had no Taoist skills and did not know any Taoist skills, he was even more distant from Xiang Que, Wang Xianzhi and others in terms of ability. However, his only advantage was that he might have the right medicine for Wang Jingzhe.

People have treatments, and ghosts have magic. The ghost doctor Su Qiang may be able to study it with him.
Chapter completed!