Mi Ke asked curiously: "So Mr. Sun can see something?"

Wen Liang said confidently: "You can see some air, floating by like clouds. Mr. Sun integrates this into his life and lets it flow naturally, so sometimes he is like a normal person. Just like this, do what you like."

Yu Jia joked: "Same as you?"

Wen Liang responded: "Doing what you like is a kind of practice. Doing good things will bring good results, and doing bad things will bring bad results."

Xia Kun said with great emotion: "That's right."

【…】

【Xia Kun can now do what he likes. It’s hard to describe.】

[If you can't find something you like, isn't it sad? ]

【That will make you shrink more and more as you live. 】

[If your work makes you unhappy, you must develop a hobby, which can save your life. ]

[Work is too exhausting, and I need a hobby to sustain my life. ]

[The Niwan Palace does exist and is the place where the spirit is stored.]

[The spirit in the Niwan Palace needs to be cultivated by oneself. ]

【Shit! 】

[How can someone who doesn't even care about his own mother pretend to be here! ]

【Speak louder.】

Old Sun smiled and said, "I think it's quite interesting. Since everyone is interested in ancient temples, I will make another ancient temple today."

A young lady nearby reminded him, "Isn't Mr. Sun planning to make South City Park?"

Old Sun said coldly: "I wasn't afraid 20 years ago, so what should I be afraid of now? I suggest you check the South City Park carefully."

Wen Liang started to make noises: "Wuhu!"

The woman looked at Wen Liang and didn't dare say anything.

【Wuhu! 】

[What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen my good boy? He is so lively! ]

【Just look at the ancient temple! 】

[I want to buy it, print 10,000 copies in a row, I want to buy it! ]

[It is impossible to print so many, probably just a few dozen. ]

【I just want to see Mr. Sun’s creations. 】

Peng Jing sat aside, arranged the live broadcast, and used three split screens to show the whole situation.

Everyone else left the workshop, leaving Mr. Sun with some quiet space, and no one was required to offer any help.

[These people are so cold-blooded! ]

【Seeing the blind is indifferent. 】

【Where did this idiot come from? 】

[You are a loser, yet you still want to feel superior to others. 】

[Although Elder Sun is blind, he is much better than you. ]

[Just like some men, they have something extra that makes them extra superior. Just like some women, they have something missing that makes them extra superior.]

[I didn’t even bother to read what you guys were saying.]

【Just watching Mr. Sun is enough. So calm and enjoyable. I also enjoy and admire him.】

[I have to say this variety show is so well done! ]

[I'm definitely following this! Director Peng, Yu Jia and Guai Bao should continue to work together. ]

[Yes, even if we finish filming in China, we will go abroad to film. Culture belongs to everyone, and we are there to appreciate it.]

[There are some very interesting cultures abroad, which can also promote exchanges and cooperation. ]

Peng Jing saw that they were thinking far ahead.

Mr. Sun carved calmly and meticulously, slowly feeling around with his hands, carving out the shape he had in mind from a flat plate.

【The ancient temple has taken shape. 】

【My tears just flowed down.】

[I had no expectations for this ancient temple, but watching it carved by Master Sun, I was moved by both the temple and Master Sun.]

【It’s really touching.】

[Someone has found the location of the ancient temple, but most people can't guess it.]

【Tell me quickly.】

[Someone occupied the site of the ancient temple and built an ancestral tomb.]

【…】

【…】

[No wonder it shocked Master Wenliang! ]

【Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! 】

【Wasn’t it built hundreds of years ago? 】

[That’s right. Oh my god!]

【what happened again? 】

[A bolt from the blue, the ancestral tomb exploded! ]

【real or fake? 】

[So shocking! ]

[I saw it too. All the ancestral graves in that area were blown up! ]

[That is the earliest ancestor of a certain family. The tomb is well built. It should be the place where the Buddha is buried.]

[This... is it occupying even the Buddha's land? ]

[Oh my god! Several descendants of a certain family have died! ]

[It has nothing to do with Elder Sun, and nothing to do with Wen Liang. ]

[This is Buddha's business. If they occupied Buddha's place and did good deeds, it would be fine, but they actually wanted to completely change South City. The God of Land cannot tolerate this. How many ancestral graves have they dug up? Their family's ancestral graves should also be finished.]

[Making money and going abroad to enjoy life is a complete betrayal of one's roots! ]

[These people are ridiculous. On the one hand, they forget their ancestors, and on the other hand, they build their own ancestral tombs in good condition, hoping that they can protect their descendants.]

Peng Jing was stunned, seeing that the ancestral tomb was confirmed to have been blown up. Another bolt of lightning struck from the blue, and no one knew where it had struck.

[Hahaha, someone's ancestral home was struck down. ]

[This ancestral home has a history of more than 200 years, covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, and has a very high-end garden. ]

[If one thunderbolt is a coincidence, if two thunderbolts occur, it is a real punishment from heaven. ]

[Those who are lawless can see clearly that God is not absent, and retribution will come very quickly. ]

[It caught fire. The ancestral home that had been there for hundreds of years was really going to be a thing of the past.]

[What area does the ancestral house occupy? ]

[It’s not clear yet, anyway, all the good places in South City are occupied by them, they don’t care at all. ]

Peng Jing gave Yu Jia a hint.

Yu Jia hurriedly changed the topic and hosted with a smile: "Mr. Sun has finished the carving, and the next step is to apply ink. I have always wanted to know if the people around our guests are watching "The Journey of Intangible Cultural Heritage" and what they think of intangible cultural heritage?"

【So bald. 】

Yu Jia hosted the event without changing his expression: "Mr. Sun was working on it just now, and we didn't dare to disturb him. Now please take a rest, Mr. Sun."

Yu Jia held up his phone and said, "Let me start. See if any of my friends or relatives are watching the live broadcast. If you see them, please give me a call so that we can have a unique and interesting exchange."

Yu Jia's phone soon rang. He looked at the phone and smiled, "It's my mom calling. My mom has always been very supportive of me and she always watches my show when she's free. Thank you for your continued support!"

Yu Jia answered the phone and greeted casually: "Mom."

Yu Ma smiled and said, "It seems like you're hosting a show differently than usual, but this is your job."

【…】

[I think Yu Jia can’t hold it in any longer.]

Yu Ma smiled and said, "I called you to get in through the back door. Your grandma wants a painting of an ancient temple by Old Sun. Do you think it's possible?"

【…】

Mr. Sun smiled and replied, "No problem. Thank you very much for your support."

[It turns out that you can use the back door this way! ]

Yu Ma said politely: "Thank you, Mr. Sun, and Wen Liang, grandma supports you, goodbye."

[Mom, did you miss something? ]

[It's okay, my son is not an outsider. Hahahaha! ]

Yu Jia said calmly, "I am so outstanding because of my mother. Next, Mr. Fu, please take out your phone."

Fu Ming held up his phone and smiled, "My wife has called. She wants to talk to Wen Liang."

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