After taking his wife back to his parents' home, Cao Qing Road, he temporarily became the guardian of the Gujing Temple. This time will probably last until the spring season when flowers bloom before the next person will come. As for who will come, Cao Qing Road did not explain when he left, just say that you will know.

Wang Jingzhe, who lived alone, also enjoyed the tranquility of a person. In addition to three meals a day and cleaning the Taoist temple, he spent most of his time reading books. Life alone is difficult, and it is also a kind of exercise in the state of mind. After enduring it, it may be another kind of sublimation and detachment.

If you get through, you will be wandering around.

The nearly three months of life in the ancient well of Zhongnan Mountain made Wang Jingzhe gradually undergo great changes from subtle changes. After the precipitation, the young people seemed to have become much more sophisticated.

Spring is here, and it is the season for all things to revive again.

Wang Jingzhe did not wait for the person who came to change shifts, but he was not surprised or complained. So he waited quietly in the temple, still accompanying Daozang all day long, occasionally dazed in his spare time, thinking about what happened before.

In March, Wang Jingzhe's hair grew longer and his stubble was spread all over his chin. His skin looked a little dark and rough, but the spirit in his eyes was very bright, and he seemed to have become much more restrained.

In April, the weather gradually warmed up, and the snow on the mountain also melted, and the mountain road seemed particularly muddy. When villagers at the foot of the mountain came to deliver food, they would step on the mud. At this time, Wang Jingzhe's body emitted a faint sour smell. He occasionally took a bath with clean water, but he had never changed his clothes. He just wore two sets back and forth, and his washing turned a little white and faded.

In May, summer is about to begin. The mountain in Zhongnan is green, and the Taoist temple is lush and lush. At this time, Wang Jingzhe has been up the mountain for half a year. Before the New Year, there were also Mr. Cao Qingdao with him. Someone could talk to him or her. Since Cao Qingdao left on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Jingzhe has rarely spoken for nearly four months. He lives this kind of isolated life and has become increasingly sedimentary and quiet.

Wang Jingzhe was also used to this kind of living alone. He even sometimes thought that there was a saying that said, that is, a person's life is carefree. As long as you can endure loneliness, you can think about nothing. Life is very simple and people become simple. When everything is simple, your world will only have a color, and you will forget all the worries and sorrows you have ever had.

On that day, Wang Jingzhe was sitting under the old locust tree, looking at the Daozang, a figure suddenly came over outside the Taoist temple gate. When the other party was far away, he heard the footsteps there. Thinking that this was not the time for villagers to deliver food, he looked up and saw Wang Lingge walking in with his luggage.

After Wang Lingge walked into the Taoist temple, he was stunned when he saw Wang Jingzhe under the old locust tree. At this time, his hair was still messy. His weather-beaten face showed several folds, and his beard on his chin was quite thick, which looked like another person.

But Wang Lingge was not surprised by this. The main thing is that Wang Jingzhe's temperament is completely different from before. In the past, he was a young man who was a fledgling young man. He was a bit arrogant and restrained, but he didn't feel too calm. At this time, Wang Jingzhe was like an unknown prey crawling in the dark night. He was originally lying still, but when he opened his mouth, his fangs would spread out.

Wang Lingge circled around him, nodded, and then took out a cigarette and handed him one. Wang Jingzhe trembledly reached out and lit it and stuffed it into his mouth, taking a deep breath.

"Hiss..." Wang Jingzhe closed his eyes and enjoyed the spicyness of nicotine and the dizzy numbness.

Wang Lingge looked at most of the cigarettes that were smoked by him and said, "Brother, if you continue to smoke like this, are you going for the late stage of lung cancer?"

"Huh..." A mouthful of smoke came out, Wang Jingzhe licked his lips and opened his eyes, frowned and asked, "Is it you who will succeed next time?"

Wang Lingge nodded and said, "I am also half a disciple of Gujingguan. I will come here to stay for a while every year. This time I'm here to my class."

"Why did it delay?" Wang Jingzhe asked calmly.

Wang Lingge smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "I thought you had to be anxious, at least I had to scold me. After all, I have been left with you for the past few months and no one cares about it. I think you are stupid, but now it seems that you have no one at all. To be honest, Jingzhe has surprised me a lot, are you mature?"

"Well, I've been much more restrained, but I'm just going to be a little bit more powerful," Wang Jingzhe nodded and said.

"I was delayed when I came back late this time. Before the New Year, Uncle Xiang and I found a tomb of the ancient Yelang Kingdom in a place called Zhuwang City. At first I thought it was the tomb of the Lord of Yelang Kingdom, but later I found that it was not, but we thought it was too simple. You will definitely not forget the ancient city under Fuxian Lake, right? Similarly, there is also an ancient city under Zhuwang City, which is from the Yelang Kingdom. At that time, the three of them entered the ancient city from an underground river and stayed there for a few days without coming out..."

Wang Lingge and Wang Jingzhe chatted for a long time and were talking about the tombs of the ancient city of the ancient Yelang Kingdom. From his words, Wang Jingzhe was not only shocked, but also heard the most important news.

It turns out that the ancient Loulan under the Gobi Desert, the ancient Dian Kingdom under the Fuxian Lake, and the ancient Yelang Kingdom in the Zhuwang City all really existed in the same era. These three ancient cities really have a Feng Shui array, but as for details, Wang Lingge did not say it.

"Uncle Xiang means that after you come out of the Gujing, go to his house immediately..."

Wang Jingzhe said, "I mean that the pill I refined last year has been kept on me. I don't dare to use it if he doesn't nod. I have to read it for him."

"Is there any spare item? I'm curious, why don't you give me one?"
Chapter completed!