It was extremely hot on Friday.

The "Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey" program crew set off by car at six o'clock in the morning.

Yu Jia began to host: "Welcome to the Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey. Because it is very hot, we decided to go early and return early."

In the car behind, Peng Jing was in control, but someone came to help.

Peng Jing thought that this was to stabilize the situation in South City and prevent any chaos.

As long as the photos are taken well, Nancheng will look very good. Peng Jing looked at this and sneered in his heart, isn't this just how those people pretend?

Peng Jing specifically chose people who are busy in the morning, such as traffic police and cleaners, who are all working hard for the city.

There are vegetable vendors rushing to set up stalls in the morning, and there are breakfasts set up on the roadside.

The hot breakfast is like the passion of the people in South City, full of the breath of life.

There are quite a few people on the road, indicating that South City is now in turmoil.

There were garbage trucks and sprinkler trucks on the road, and some people were eyeing the "Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey" program crew.

Peng Jing wanted to know the real situation while watching the live broadcast. It was so early but the popularity was not low.

[I always feel like they want to secretly hack the production team. ]

[Some reporters were secretly attacked, and the working group also encountered various obstacles. ]

[The “Journey of Intangible Cultural Heritage” can go on smoothly because the master has paved the way. 】

[My dear, you are wearing a sun hat so early in the morning? Do you want to change it? ]

The live broadcast returns to the big car in front.

Wen Liang was in high spirits, casually looking at the situation outside the car. The car was not driving very fast, so it did not look difficult.

Fu Ming, He Ai, Mi Ke, Zhang Zihan and Xia Kun were all in good spirits and everyone was well prepared.

Xia Kun reported: "This piece of 'Printmaking' has been completed."

Zhang Zihan asked expectantly, "Can you sing a song now? We can listen to it first."

Xia Kun said seriously: "Okay." He opened his mouth and sang seriously.

You close your eyes and draw in your mind.

The knife in your hand carves into the soul.

Use your life to pass on the legacy and make it last forever.

Open your eyes and look at this beautiful world that is sending us to chase the stars and the moon.

[I don’t know why, but I actually like this sound. ]

[The sound is not perfect, but it tells a good story. ]

[It is really engraved on the soul and passed on with life. 】

【This is what makes people feel touched. 】

【The songs Xia Kun has created recently are of very high quality! 】

[These songs have similarities, but each has its own characteristics.]

【With these songs, he can secure his place as a first-tier musician. 】

【These songs are very enjoyable to listen to. 】

Xia Kun is thinking seriously, there are still areas that can be polished. Look out the window again, this is where Nancheng printmaking was born, and this song was born, based on this place, and given soul.

The car came to the foot of a mountain.

A lot of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, as if they were in a standoff.

Wenliang got off the car easily.

A wave of heat hit us, and even in the morning it was hot enough to make people sweat.

Mi Ke got out of the car right after him and saw that one of the parties in the standoff was a group of people from South City, who were probably guarding their ancestral graves; the other side had quite a few masters, some archaeological experts, and some who were holding shovels and were obviously digging up people's ancestral graves.

Wen Liang walked forward easily and was surrounded by a large group of people.

Wen Liang looked up at the sky and was struck by another bolt from the blue.

Mi Ke was so scared that he hid aside and saw that Lei didn't chase him, but knocked down several people surrounding Wen Liang.

It was so scary that the photographer and the host didn't dare to get close.

The old monk chanted Amitabha.

The old Taoist prays for the blessing of the infinite heavenly master.

Wen Liang raised his legs and walked up the mountain.

A large group of people nearby were still shouting in grief and anger: "You can't go!"

Wen Liang didn't bother to pay any attention.

With her leading the way, a large group of people followed.

Mi Ke followed behind, and after walking for a while, she saw a large ancestral grave, which was now in a mess.

Many people are working hard to repair it here, hoping to restore it to its original appearance.

Several Feng Shui masters were furious!

Several old monks were also furious! Their faces turned red and sweat poured down their cheeks.

Yu Jia hosted the show seriously from behind: "I don't understand what happened."

Wen Liang went up there, pointed at a hole and explained, "I mentioned the enlightened monk before, and they want to blaspheme the monk. Didn't they dig up a lot of antiques before? They were preparing to set up a formation to steal the luck of South City, and they haven't finished it yet."

Several masters came in a hurry, dressed very strangely.

Wen Liang counted: "Three, two, one!"

A bolt from the blue struck all these evil cultivators to pieces.

Peng Jing was at the foot of the mountain, watching the live broadcast continue, but netizens were very excited.

【Wenliang, count slower! 】

[I didn’t even give them a chance to show off. I didn’t even recognize who they were.]

[Stop messing around, they are setting up a formation to steal South City's luck. They are going all out, right? ]

[I know a master, he is very powerful, it costs tens of millions to set up a formation. ]

[I really saw how terrifying the thunder was! I will never dare to watch a movie again.]

【It should be that they have committed many evil things. 】

[You think the monks in South City are fake? Who made those instruments? Using dead bodies to make things should have been struck by lightning long ago! ]

[Who said before that this family is pitiful? This family is pitiful? This family is pitiful? ]

[How pitiful, unable to enjoy wealth and glory, he needs the good fortune of the entire Nancheng. ]

Wen Liang explained easily, "It's not that easy. The persistence of so many people in Nancheng was not in vain. They robbed the tomb before and wanted to set up a formation, but they didn't have the ability and were bound to suffer backlash."

[So these evil cultivators were actually attacked back? ]

[These people are so funny! Their ancestral graves were struck by lightning, yet they dare to steal the fortune of South City. If I were the God, I would be pissed! ]

[You didn't listen to my warning? Are you still dreaming?]

[After a few days, these people still wanted to repair the ancestral tomb. They showed no remorse at all.]

[Why change it? How glorious it was before? If you change it, it will all be gone.]

【Don’t tell them.】

Wen Lianghe, an archaeological expert, said: "We are almost digging out the underground palace. Please, masters, chant some sutras for us first."

Several masters breathed a sigh of relief. If they were asked to fight those evil cultivators, they might not win, and the Heavenly Dao rarely appeared.

Several masters calculated with their fingers to find the exact position and prepare themselves.

Wen Liang stepped aside and said everything was fine.

The wind blew her blue robe, which was very comfortable.

Wen Liang called to the photographer: "You take pictures of the South City from here. This is the view of the ancient temple. It's a little higher."

The photographer asked a drone to take the photo because he was afraid of danger.

A Feng Shui master came over and said, "South City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

Wen Liang said: "It's messed up now, so there are only a few left. The ancient tombs were all in selected locations before."

The Feng Shui master said modestly: "Not many people have this ability nowadays."

【I actually understood it! 】

[The terrain of Nancheng is very good! ]

[But the layout of the city feels very messy. ]

[How many cities are not in chaos now? ]

[It seems to make sense.]

[But the master said that the current masters do not have the ability to plan the entire city. ]

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