This was modern.
Even if Wulin still existed, it was just a part of modern society.
People in Wulin, like ordinary people, also had to live and watch TV.
They watched the third episode.
Seeing the last words that Fang Qiu translated in the cave and the unusual skeleton of Senior Yang Yizhi, all the people in Wulin were shocked.
"Master! This bodyguard named Yang Yizhi is definitely a top-notch expert. "
"He is at least a super master at the guru level!"
"To ordinary people, this letter might seem like a fantasy, just like a TV series. But we all know that this hero named Yang Yizhi definitely has the ability to protect an area of the sea by himself and his saber!"
"I didn't expect that there was such a powerful master in ancient times."
"A man with a saber killed all the pirates. This is absolutely true. The senior named Yang Yizhi is really awesome!"
Wulin forum.
Like Weibo, many people participated in the discussion of this matter. The only difference was that there were many hot topics on Weibo, but there was only one hot topic on Wulin forum, which was Yang Yizhi's strength!
This was one of the most approachable and familiar experts from the ancient times.
Of course.
For martial arts practitioners, there were still many points to discuss.
Among them was that an ancient Guru Level master represented a great treasure in the martial arts world. Maybe this ancient Guru had hidden something in the cave that ordinary people couldn't find.
Including the human figure patterns in the cave in the show, it was very likely that it was a legendary ancient martial arts secret book!
This was very likely!
A guru who couldn't return to his roots was very likely to leave his martial arts will!
Moreover, even if there was no such thing, the relics of a guru was definitely worth exploring and worshipping by many martial arts practitioners!
Many martial arts practitioners thought of this, but no one took the initiative to mention it.
They only talked about strength.
But they all acted according to the news.
The four big families of Wulin, as well as various forces, as well as some masters who pursued supreme power and were attracted by the ancient guru, all acted according to the news and began to buy tickets to the uninhabited island country announced by the program group early in the morning.
Faintly.
It seemed that there was going to be a storm in Wulin again.
Nanjiang.
In the manor of the Diwu family.
"Miss Qian, Master wants you to watch TV."
On a water terrace, a maid stood outside the oval carpet, holding a tablet in her hand, and said to Diwu Qian, who was sitting on the carpet and playing the zither.
"TV?"
Diwu Qian stopped playing the zither, turned her head, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with father? He knows I don't like watching TV."
"Master said that he knows you don't like watching TV, but he can guarantee that you will like this program."
The maid said.
"Program?"
Diwu Qian was confused.
"This is a reality show of variety."
The maid said and handed the tablet to Diwu to.
"Diwu Qian,"
During the whole process of watching the video, Diwu Qian would occasionally laugh a few times. Fang Qiu's performance was also colorful in her beautiful eyes.
It was not easy for an ordinary person to be able to do this.
However, when she saw the situation in the cave, the smile on Diwu Qian's face disappeared and was replaced by solemnity. Sometimes, she would even click on the pause button to observe the human-shaped patterns that were not so obvious on the rock walls of the cave under the illumination of the flashlight in the video.
Aside.
The maid did not dare to disturb her.
Until the end.
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Diwu Mingchuan, who had arrived at some time, stood behind Diwu Qian happily. The maid who had been serving beside her had left.
"I like it."
Diwu Qian put down the tablet in her hand, stood up, and responded with a smile.
"I knew you would like it."
Diwu Mingchuan laughed and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Nothing for the time being."
Diwu Qian shook her head.
"Well."
Diwu Mingchuan nodded knowingly and said, "Then let's wait and see. The other three families have also sent people out. I don't know the situation in Liyuan for the time being. I have already sent someone to check. Let's wait for the news later."
"I want to watch the first two episodes of this variety show."
Diwu Qian said and clicked on the first two episodes.
…
Liyuan.
In a secluded wooden house.
"An ancient expert?"
"Judging from this skeleton, this predecessor named Yang Yizhi had at least the cultivation of a Guru. Moreover, this predecessor's skeleton is so big. In that era, he was indeed a talented guard."
"It's just that, in the ruins of a grandmaster, what on earth can't ordinary people see? And what do these blurry patterns mean?"
In the house, Yun Yangzi sat on a futon, facing a painting on the wall. He frowned slightly and thought for a while. Then he shook his head and said with a smile, "Those who hear the news should not move. It depends on which path I choose. I will choose my own path!"
…
They did not move, but some people moved crazily.
That night.
Many martial arts practitioners came from all over the country and major international airports. When they saw each other, they looked at each other.
"Hey, why are you here? Didn't you say that you were going to retreat for three years?"
"Yeah, I'm bored. I'm going to travel abroad."
"Where are you going? I'm going to Europe."
"I'm going to America."
…
In the airport, all kinds of awkward conversations could be seen everywhere.
They almost met all the martial arts practitioners at the same airport.
Of course.
Everyone was chatting with each other.
None of them would reveal their true intentions.
But the result.
As soon as they boarded.
They were all dumbfounded.
They suddenly found that they met the people who were just talking awkwardly. And almost all of them took the same flight, and their destination was Southeast Asia.
There was no Europe or America.
For a moment.
The atmosphere on the plane was so awkward that no one could stand it. The martial artists in the cabin also stopped talking with a tacit understanding.
"What happened before … Did something happen before?"
"Why didn't I know?"
…
Fang Qiu did not pay attention to the movements of Wulin.
The next morning, after eating breakfast, he bought a set of breakfast and went to find Wei Dong.
When he came to the door of the basement where Wei Dong lived.
Wei Dong just came back on a tricycle.
"Here, eat something."
Fang Qiu handed the two steamed buns and a cup of soybean milk to Wei Dong and asked, "Have you dealt with it?"
"It's all done."
Wei Dong immediately nodded and said, "Hurry up and eat. I won't eat."
"I've eaten."
Fang Qiu said and forced the breakfast into Wei Dong's hand. Then he asked, "I'll often come to see the old people you are responsible for."
"No need."
Wei Dong smiled and said, "That slum is about to be demolished. This news has been spread for a long time. It was completely confirmed a few days ago. After the demolition, they can get the demolition money and be allocated a better house. They will have a good life."
"That's good."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "Let's go to the capital with me."
Wei Dong still wanted to clean up.
But Fang Qiu did not stop him.
After all, he had nothing to clean up. There was only a stool, a teapot, and a pot in the basement.
In the end.
Unable to persuade Fang Qiu, Wei Dong could only follow Fang Qiu to get on the plane.
In the capital.
Fang Qiu found a place for Wei Dong to take a bath, while he ran out to buy a few sets of sportswear for Wei Dong that were not too eye-catching but quite in line with Wei Dong's temperament.
After all, he was going to the publishing house to meet people. In order to help people, Wei Dong did not buy good clothes at all. Since he came out, he naturally had to be decent.
After taking a bath, he put on new clothes.
Wei Dong looked much more refreshed, and he didn't look as tired as before. He looked very ordinary, but his feet were frighteningly bright and clear.
Following Fang Qiu to the publishing house.
After seeing Zhang Xingjie, Zhang Xingjie directly took Fang Qiu and Wei Dong to the suburban warehouse outside the Fifth Ring Road.
"Here is the warehouse of our publishing house."
Coming to the warehouse door, Zhang Xingjie pointed to the warehouse door and said to Fang Qiu and Wei Dong, "The books in this warehouse are only one-tenth of the total books. The rest are in warehouses all over the country. It will take some time to transfer all of them here."
"No need."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "I believe you. I have already transferred the balance to you."
Hearing this.
Zhang Xingjie immediately smiled.
He was not worried that Fang Qiu would go back on his word. After all, he was so famous that it would be a scandal. No one would go back on their word.
"Okay."
Fang Qiu looked at Zhang Xingjie with a smile and then said to Wei Dong, "Next, you can directly contact with Manager Zhang. You decide how to do it. As long as you have the heart, you can do it. We are not afraid of being slow. We just want to do it well."
"Okay."
Wei Dong nodded very seriously and smiled at Zhang Xingjie.
"Then, the rest is all up to you."
Fang Qiu nodded and took out a bank card from his trouser pocket. He handed it to Wei Dong and said, "There are three million in this card, which is your initial funds, transportation expenses, and so on. If it is not enough, I will give you more. Remember, you are now working for all the children in the mountain area. To be their role model, you must treat yourself well. How can a person who doesn't even treat himself well be a role model for others?"
"I see."
Wei Dong nodded heavily, bowed deeply to Fang Qiu and said, "On behalf of the children in the mountain area, thank you!"
Fang Qiu gently moved a little.
Although he did not speak, he secretly said in his heart, "On behalf of Chinese Medicine, thank you!"
"This is just a trip. After the books are delivered and all the places are explored, the follow-up materials will be continuously sent according to the road you have walked."
Fang Qiu said to Wei Dong. Then, after leaving everything to Wei Dong, he personally watched Wei Dong and Manager Zhang Xingjie connect.
For example, where the books were transported to, how many copies were in each place, and so on, were all through the channels of the publishing house. As for the road to the grass-roots level, he needed to walk it himself.
This was a heavy burden. He believed that Wei Dong could do it well.
He could not do it better than him, because there was only one thing left in his life: to help more people!
When the two finished the handover, Wei Dong also officially began to work.
Fang Qiu walked aside, took out his mobile phone and called Li Ji.
"Hello?"
Li Ji picked up the phone.
"I …"
Fang Qiu opened his mouth.
"There is something I can help you with, right?"
Before Fang Qiu finished, Li Ji rushed to say.
"Yes, how do you know?"
Fang Qiu was a little embarrassed.
"Tell me, what is it?"
Li Ji gave a wry smile. "Brother, you don't know how to call me if you have nothing to do."
"I hope that the government can provide me with a list of poor mountain areas and the location."
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