In order to appease the dissatisfaction of the masses, the Pyeongcheon TV station repeatedly broadcast the speech of the government spokesman, emphasizing that the construction of the Yunxiao Building is a move to prosper the economy of Pyeongcheon and benefit the people, and hopes that the general public will give their understanding and support.

At the same time, Liu Jiannan was not honest, in addition to the Mass Singer Grand Prix, he also held the Gambling King Mahjong Championship and the National Marathon Competition, trying to divert the attention of the people.

In the final analysis, the arms still can't twist the thighs, after the people made trouble a few times, the obvious lack of stamina, from the original thousands of people gradually became hundreds, and then became dozens of people, and finally only a few old people were left squatting hard, and then a heavy rain poured the sick and was admitted to the hospital, and the call against the construction of the Yunxiao Building finally subsided.

And Liu Jiannan's plan to divert attention has also been successful, under the temptation of high bonuses, in addition to the mass singer Grand Prix, the number of applicants for the gambling king mahjong competition has also reached tens of thousands, and tens of thousands of men and children have signed up to participate in the national marathon competition.

Because of his dissatisfaction with Liu Jiannan, Wang Baoyu refused to serve as a judge of the Mass Singer Grand Prix and returned to the hexagram hall to concentrate on his own business.

"Baoyu, you are not at the scene, I don't know the bottom of my heart." Tian Ying called Wang Baoyu bitterly.

"Aren't you the champion of Liu Jiannan's internal determination, it's the same whether I go or not." Wang Baoyu cheered her up.

"Profiteers, profiteers, no traitors, no businessmen! That Tao Ran is better than me in all aspects, maybe Mr. Liu will give up on me and choose her. Tian Ying voiced her worries.

"No, Tao Ran just joined in the fun, to put it nicely, it's just a personal hobby, there is still a difference between a professional singer like you."

"I also heard that her family is very rich, and I hope not to fight with me, a poor man." Despite saying so, Tian Ying's worries were still not eliminated, but seeing that Wang Baoyu had made up his mind, he had to hang up the phone in a daze.

After a month, there is still no movement on the side of the Jurchen underground palace, Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang are a little discouraged, it seems that Liu Jiannan is not as mentally retarded as he imagined, probably seeing that this is Wang Baoyu's trick, and he was not fooled.

As for Wang Baoyu's fake grandfather Wang Huaizhuang, he never showed up, according to Fan Jinqiang, the old guy lived in a tourist area and fished all day long, but he was happy and happy.

The original People's Square no longer exists, replaced by a large pit dug by an excavator nearly 100 meters deep, and when you look down, you can't see the bottom. Because of the fear that the masses would be sensitive to this matter, the groundbreaking ceremony attended by Wang Zhuoran and other city leaders was not broadcast on the TV station.

Everything fell into a state of stalemate, Wang Huaizhuang and Liu Jiannan never showed their feet, which made Fan Jinqiang frown for a while and had nothing to do.

Wang Baoyu was even more irritable, calling grandpa so much, it was really a fucking loss, which fully illustrated a problem, it is not advisable to despise the enemy, and it is bound to make himself passive.

When I walked to the street and turned on the TV, there were all kinds of competitions organized by Liu Jiannan everywhere, which was very boring. Wang Baoyu, who was depressed, thought of going out for a walk, he called Dai Liang and asked, "Master Dai, is the old immortal you said true?" ”

"What do you want to do?" Dai Liang asked sensitively.

"If you have good resources, you have to share them! I'd like to visit him, and maybe something will come out of it. Wang Baoyu said bluntly.

"My skills are not enough for you to learn, it's better not to go, it's very dangerous there!" Dai Liang panicked when he heard this.

"What's the danger law? Can there still be poisonous snakes and beasts? Wang Baoyu disagreed.

"Yes!" didn't think that Dai Liang nodded immediately, Wang Baoyu couldn't help laughing, and said: "You can come back safe and sound as an old man, I'm afraid of a fart, this matter is decided, you take me with you tomorrow." Wang Baoyu said.

"Don't go!" Dai Liang resolutely disagreed, looking at his expression, it seemed that it was a ghost gate.

"Count you overtime, triple the salary."

"A hundred times not going!"

The more Dai Liang is like this, the more curious Wang Baoyu becomes, if you don't go, Lao Tzu will go by himself. On that small hill, how can a fox be called a rare animal? I have to go and see it!

The next day, Wang Baoyu put on some old clothes, brought mineral water, drinks and bread sausages, etc., and felt that if he met the so-called old immortals, he should be a bit of a greeting gift, and the vulgar things should not be able to enter the eyes of the gods, so he finally cut a piece of Tai Sui meat and put it on, and drove off.

According to Dai Liang's description, Wang Baoyu drove straight to the northwest, passed the Sanli Bridge, which had been replaced with iron plates, and came to Jinyuan Village.

It was still that quiet village, there was nothing unusual, Wang Baoyu found a family to park the car, and paid a hundred yuan to see the car.

For the sake of safety, Wang Baoyu still asked: "Auntie, I heard that there are wild beasts here, is it true?" ”

The old lady smiled and said: "Silly boy, that's all to scare children, the villagers went to the mountains to pick mushrooms and pull firewood, and they haven't seen a single hare." ”

Hehe, let's just say that Dai Liang made a fuss, Wang Baoyu thanked him, and then took a big step with confidence and walked towards the mountain.

The mountains are lush, the air is fresh, the nearby mountains are not high, and the water is not deep, which is in line with the old saying: the mountain is not high, there is a fairy name, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual.

Wang Baoyu climbed up the river along the bridge in the mountains, the river became smaller and smaller, and finally became the shape of a stream, trickling down, and after laboriously climbing over two mountains, it was faced with a deep ravine full of thorns.

After walking for a long time, he couldn't find a place to pass, so he had to continue to look along the stream, and finally found a place to pass, which was a boulder, lying across a deep ditch, and the washing of the flowing water washed the boulder out of a ditch for many years.

In desperation, Wang Baoyu could only wade through the water, the stream was cold and biting, the boulder under his feet was slippery, he could only hold on to the thorns next to him, his hands were scratched with blood, and his clothes were scratched in a few places.

As far as the eye could see, there was a steep hill in front of meadows, surrounded by meadows, and there was nothing at all. Did you let Dai Liang be deceived? Well, there is such a possibility, that old guy always likes to say it casually, but unfortunately he still takes it seriously.

Since he had come here, it was already noon, Wang Baoyu was not reconciled, he continued to walk up the stream, deep and shallow, and at the bottom of the low mountain, he was surprised to find that the stream flowed out of a hole.

Where do we go from here? Wang Baoyu hesitated for a while, and finally, he gritted his teeth and continued to drip into the hole with the icy stream.