In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

'To build a harmonious world of peaceful development.' While reading the signboard of China's One Belt One Road project office, Park Jong-il smirked.

"Harmonious world? That's funny. It's just a huge scam."
 
"The project promoters provided information, and the Trade-Investment Promotion Agency bought our land. The Chinese side said that it was done stopping local people's attempt for land speculation."

"It's like a cat caring for a mouse. Who's worried about who? Why would Kazakh people who have vast land become involved in land speculation—unless they've gone crazy?"

"Can we punish them with Kazakhstan's law?"
 
"What would you do by imprisoning Chinese government officials? Anyone can buy and sell land in Kazakhstan."
 
"If that's not possible, find something to nitpick on so that we can close down the Chinese One Belt One Road promoter's office."
 
"Isn't that too much? We should wait until the delegation returns from China before doing anything reckless."
 
"China has already shown its dark side since its Trade-Investment Promotion Agency bought the land around the free trade zone. You  don't think they were only involved in land speculation, do you? Haven't you seen them illegally plundering diamonds in Siberia? Mobilize agents and police officers to investigate every activity of Chinese companies in our land."

"I thought I'd take a break, but these guys are making me restless."
 
"You can rest forever when you die."

"Man, I was hoping I can take advantage of having a friend who's the Duke of Kazakhstan, but it seems like I'm always in the field."
 
"You and I both are not destined to rest. Just endure your destiny."
 
"I'm going to retire in ten years, so don't try to hold on to me."
 
 
Park Jong-il's Intelligence Department, which now was Kazakhstan's national intelligence service, had been investigating China's One Belt One Road promoter's office. As it turned out the Chinese side was involved in land speculation, the Chinese side made an excuse that it was done preventing the fluctuation of the price of land in the free trade zone.
It was not illegal for foreigners to buy land in Kazakhstan, but the Chinese government's ill motives were obvious.
 
 
"If China gets away from doing this without any punishment, what would China think of us? There's no excuse for cheating Kazakhstan."

"We have already notified them that we should change our business plans, so let's take some time to sort this. I'm afraid we'll have a dispute with China."

"China can never do anything about Kazakhstan. The representative of the Information Agency, Basten, says that the Chinese economy is in crisis. It's so full of bubbles that it won't be weird if it could go bankrupt at any moment. They can't afford to invest abroad, but the only way China can survive is through exports."

"Really? I guess the Chinese government absolutely needs us for this project."
 
"Yes, they have no choice but to follow as we set our course."
 
 
Then Park Jong-il squinted his eyes and approached Youngho closely. When Park Jong-il did this, he always came up with some kind of trick, not a normal way to deal with an issue.
 
"Why are you sitting close to me? You get freaky when you do that."
 
"Man, you've become an expert of me."
 
"It's a country-to-country affair, so don't try to be clumsy."
 
"It won't disappoint you, so listen to me first. I'm going to get Kyrgyzstan and Uzbekistan on our side."
 
"What are you saying?"

"The Chinese government made an investment commitment to those countries, right? But they haven't made much progress on their initial promise. We should squeeze into that gap."
 
"I'm listening."
 
"We should get the two countries to step out of One Belt One Road? We'll suggest a benefit in return for them stepping down. Wouldn't that be worth a try?"

"There are a thousand places to spend money here in Kazakhstan, we can't afford that."
 
"We're the center country of Central Asia. If we convince those two countries well, they'll rather choose us than to follow China's lead. Words don't resolve anything. We should actively shake them."
 
"That's why I'm already funding their anti-government organizations."

"That takes too long. Maybe you'll see results in 50 years. I don't know about Uzbekistan, but Kyrgyz is about to collapse. Let's take this opportunity to resolve there first."
 
***
 
Kyrgyzstan was a country smaller than the Korean Peninsula, with a population of only 5.5 million, but it was made up of about 80 multiracial groups like Kazakhstan.
Eighty percent of the country's land was a mountainous region more than 2,000 meters above sea level, boasting beautiful natural scenery that was called the Alps of Central Asia, and only about eight percent of the country's land could be utilized. Because of that, unemployment was over ten percent of the population, and GDP was less than 1,500 dollars per person.
When Park Jong-il told Youngho to resolve Kyrgyzstan, Youngho thought about it deeply whenever he had free time. Jong-il's words meant that Kazakhstan should take Kyrgyzstan.
He wondered how China would react if Kyrgyzstan was absorbed into Kazakhstan. If Kazakhstan were to stand in the way of One Belt One Road project, China would take Kyrgyzstan as a secondary solution, although the route would get unnecessarily longer in distance. From Youngho's point of view, it would be annoying to have an additional 850-kilometer extension of the border with China, but it was quite tempting since Kyrgyzstan had a lot of gold as its underground resource. Even with the increase in the border, it would not be a problem since the Tian Shan Mountains would be blocking China's entry.
 
 
"Your Highness, Kyrgyzstan has a significant amount of deposits of gold, charcoal, uranium, and rare metals."
 
"We also got a lot of resources. Is there anything else to note?"
 
"There's a mountain lake, Issyk-Kul. It's the second-largest mountain lake after Lake Titicaca in South America."
 
"It's the world's second-largest mountain lake?"
 
"It is a lake that does not freeze even in winter because of its low salinity. Its length is 177 kilometers and width is 57 kilometers."
 
"What would a mountain lake do to help us?"
 
"The lake could be the most important part of Kyrgyzstan. Some parts of southern Kazakhstan are importing electric power from Kyrgyzstan now. Since the lake is in the mountain, it has great potential in waterpower generation. The only problem is that it's an area that's exceptionally prone to earthquakes."
 
Almaty, which was close to Kyrgyzstan was once completely devastated by an earthquake.
Eriksson said earthquakes often occurred, but Youngho did not really care about that. The charm of Kyrgyzstan was none other than gold. He had no idea what the estimated reserves were, but gold was Kyrgyzstan's first export item.
 
 
"Currently, how much gold reserves and production does Kyrgyz have per year?"
 
"It's about 25 tons a year which is one-fifth of Kazakhstan's. They would be able to produce an amount that's equal to Kazakhstan's if they engaged in more active gold mine development. The estimated amount of reserves is 10,000 tons."
 
"It's hard to judge."

"We have more to lose than gain if we decide to take over Kyrgyzstan, but once it gets within China's reach, we might lose Tajikistan as well."
 
"I'm not particularly in love with Kyrgyzstan, but I guess we should get involved for Kazakhstan's peace."

"Kyrgyzstan may not have much, but someday it might become the world's best resort-like Switzerland. Also, we don't know what's hidden in the Tian Shan Mountains unless we explore the region."
 
"Let's weigh international relations and start working on it if there are no major obstacles."
 
"Why don't you use the border dispute between Uzbekistan and Kyrgyz rather than getting directly involved?"
 
"Why would we pour oil on the fire that already exists between the two?"
 
"That will give us the justification to be involved in those two countries' affairs."
 
"We're using the border dispute between the two countries, which could come at the expense of the two people's lives."

"There are still frequent armed struggles between Kyrgyz and Uzbeks. If we resolve it once and for all with one big event, it could be a one-shot solution to prevent more sacrifices."

"I'd like to step in and do it myself if I could."

"Kyrgyzstan is a strictly independent country. We must take the role of the middleman if we think about the relations between Kyrgyzstan and other countries around the world. Then we should encourage the people of Kyrgyzstan to choose Kazakhstan in the future."
 
***
 
The One Belt One Road promoter's office in Almaty was shut down and pulled out. As the prosecution and police expanded their investigation to other Chinese companies in Almaty, the Chinese government quietly closed its office. In other words, it was the same as the Chinese government admitting to itself that there were more illegal activities going on under the table.
Illegal activities committed by Chinese companies were countless. There were already cases of human trafficking, which was taken by a shock.
Biracial beauties in Kazakhstan were being sold to China for cheap money. In particular, mixed-race girls of Slavic descent were very popular. This happened in Kazakhstan, where it was supposed to be well off in Central Asia. It would be more severe in countries like Uzbekistan or Kyrgyzstan.
When Youngho looked up after looking at data that Prime Minister Kasim brought, he also stared at the ceiling.

 
"Prime Minister, what do you mean by human trafficking under the pretext of marriage?"

"It means people pay to buy brides from their parents."
 
"Is it still happening now?"

"With the new government in place, we have launched a crackdown, and all international marriage agencies were shut down. It's all happened when the previous regime was in place."

"But the Chinese companies were involved in this kind of illegal activities without fear. Make a formal complaint to the Chinese government. If you don't return Kazakhstan's daughters, One Belt One Road will be gone."
 
"It's not as easy as you think. They're not taken by force, but decided to be sold on their own."

"Do you think they would be having a normal marriage in China? Probably eight or nine out of ten girls would be sold to illegal prostitution businesses."

At Youngho's words, the faces of Prime Minister Kasim and other cabinet members sitting in the conference room turned red. Such an idea was unthinkable in a former secular Muslim country.

 
"We need to start with a thorough investigation. The Chinese government will be stuck when we give them concrete evidence. Please inform the Kyrgyz and Uzbek governments of this too. The nations of Central Asia should speak with one voice. I'm so embarrassed that I can't bear it. It's degrading that Kazakhstan's daughters have to face this."
 
"There are many people that are protesting in front of the Chinese Embassy because of the Chinese companies' involvement in illegal activities. This is also a great opportunity to press the Chinese government."

"If you have the departure data of the Kazakh girls and Chinese people who bought them, you'll be able to track them down. And tell families to report if their family members who went abroad are missing."
 
"Many families would keep quiet rather than being embarrassed."
 
"It's a national problem. If we don't correct it now, our next generations will point fingers at us."
 
"Your Highness, the sentiments of those who believe in Islam are different from what you think. Any women who got married now belong to other families."
 
"I'm sure they don't belong to their original families anymore, but to the new government and royal family of Kazakhstan, they are still the daughters of Kazakhstan. We have to correct that wrong tradition first. Is it possible to sell people with money in the 21st century? Religious freedom is guaranteed now, but they still have ill traditions packaged in the name of religion, which must be eliminated now. Only then will we be able to take a step to become an advanced country."
 
Youngho was too furious that he mentioned about sensitive religious issues. However, as he was done speaking, ministers started applauding. It seemed that his mention of 'the daughters of Kazakhstan' had moved their hearts.

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the river in front of her, it flowed into the steep valley.
The mountain was very high, as high as the clouds.
The flowing stream of water was so deep that a dragon could hide inside.
Within a brief period of time, Shen Lian and herself had traveled an impressive distance to reach the area near the Xuantian Sect. She had never been to the Xuantian Sect, but she could recognize the geographics of the area. After passing through the Tianmen Straits, that would be Xuantian Sect's territory.
A lonely boat sailed out of Tianmen Straits.
In the fast flowing river, the lonely boat looked stable a rock.
The boat docked in front of Shen Lian and Zhao Xiaoyu and the realized there was no base to the boat and the fast flowing river water could be seen under the boat. The boat was poled a bony old boatman.
With a hoarse voice steeled by the wind, the boatman said, "Come on, young man."
Shen Lian held on to Zhao Xiaoyu's hands and his transfused his origins of the five elements into her body to prevent her condition from worsening too quickly.
They smiled at each other and hopped on to the boat.
The base of the boat was in fact not hollow but was a layer of transparent Qi shield that was extremely sturdy.
The elderly boatman was very old and looked like his lifespan could end anytime soon.
Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the boatman and with a gentle voice, she asked, "How old are you, uncle?"
The elderly boatman laughed, "I have lived for too long, I can't remember no more."
His outlook may seem old but he had a mouthful of teeth that was neatly arranged against each other, eighteen on each side. Compared to his dry skin, his teeth looked like shiny jades.
Zhao Xiaoyu asked, "I'm sure you've transported many people to the Xuantian Sect?"
The elderly boatman answered, "That's right! I've transported so many people with this very boat. But very few of them came back."
'Very few came back' could be interpreted as they did not want to come back, or they could not come back.
If they could not come back, it would pretty much mean that they were dead.
"But in the last five hundred years, this boat has only transported about ten people including the two of you. So don't worry. The eight people before you went back safely," the elderly boatman said in his deep hoarse voice.
It was as if something came through Shen Lian's mind as he asked, "The eight before us, did they manage to meet Zhenren Xiangshan?"
The elderly boatman let out a mysterious smile and said, "They didn't get to see Zhenren Xiangshan and that was exactly why they made it out safely. And, the background of the eight people could definitely match the two of you."
Shen Lian kept a calm expression and said, "Looks like you've already known who we are."
The elderly boatman was skilled with rowing the boat as the boat moved swiftly in a straight motion like an arrow. The boatman responded, "It was because I knew your identity and that's why I came to pick the two of you. Not anyone could go on this boat."
Shen Lian stared at the elderly boatman and sighed, "I heard that Zhenren Xiangshan once went to the Shen Luo Hall of the Underworld Demon Sect with the intention of taking a scripture. Because of that, an intense fight broke out between him and the path master of the Path of Hell, Daoist Wujian. Do you know anything about it?"
The elderly boatman answered, "What if I knew about it? And what if I don't?"
Shen Lian responded, "I knew that Zhenren Xiangshan did not manage to take the script as he intended to but he took someone out and that person was the junior apprentice-brother of Daoist Youjian, the Ferryman of the Underworld."
The elderly boatman was finally moved and said, "I'm impressed that you've heard about this. But you had one part wrong."
Shen Lian was able to confirm his deduction. The elderly man was indeed the Ferryman of the Underworld. No wonder he oozed the scent similar to the water from the River of Spirits. Back then when the sect master of the Underworld Demon Sect was still around, he looked highly to the Ferryman of the Underworld and taught him the basics of the Nether Aid Scripture. The Nether aid Scripture was the ultimate method of the Underworld Demon Sect and only the sect master could cultivate it.
Ever since the Underworld Demon Sect's sect master went missing, he became the well-deserved candidate of the next sect master. But the sect master did not leave any will behind after all and he only knew the basics of the Nether Aid Scripture. Other demon sects and the three path masters then collaborated to hold him in captive to prevent him from being the next sect master.
They then assigned his senior-apprentice brother, Daoist Youjian, to watch him at the Shen Luo Hall.
Shen Lian asked, "At which part did I get it wrong?"
The elderly boatman sighed, "I wasn't being taken away, it was my senior apprentice-brother who let me go."
Shen Lian could not help but stay silent. There must be a story behind this incident and he did not want to pry into other people's personal affairs.
The elderly boatman said, "After so many years, you're the first person who knew of my background. Lu Xiangshan said if anyone was able to tell my story, I shouldn't stay here any longer. I will leave after sending the two of you over."
Shen Lian felt guilty and said, " I am sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it."
The elderly boatman shook his head and said, "You just wanted to find out about something else. I don't blame you because I won't tell you what you want to know."
Soon, they arrived at the shore and Shen Lian helped Zhao Xiaoyu to get ashore.
The elderly boatman took the lonely boat and disappeared into the Tianmen Straits. Perhaps they would never see each other again.
Zhao Xiaoyu curiously asked, "What was it that you wanted to ask him?"
Shen Lian answered, "A classified issue involving Qing Xuan."
Zhao Xiaoyu did not probe further as she was a person who had a sense of propriety.
She said, "Look, there's a hut ahead."
They walked towards the hut and realized that it possessed some kind of strange energy that could affect their judgment.
The hut was independent of the secluded land. It leaned against the mountains with flowers and grasses that swayed in the breeze. It looked like the residents of a celestial being that was not one bit tainted by the mortal world.
This was a Daoist temple named Contentment.
It was obvious that the name was inspired by the saying, 'He who is contented will not suffer disgrace. He who knows his true nature will not incur danger. It is in this way that one can long endure.'
As they walked, they noticed that the Temple of Contentment was entirely a different world. It had an air of abstruse and righteousness and with every breath, people would be able to feel a sense of understanding towards the Dao of nature. No matter how foolish a person was, he would be able to gain some Qi of Dao by just staying at this place.
The temple's gate opened silently and a voice could be heard, "Friends, please come in."
The voice was mellow like the resonance of heaven and earth. It was as if the voice combined with the musical notes in the void, just like snowfall that melted in the Qi of Dao.
Shen Lian laughed while Zhao Xiaoyu was doubtful as the both of them walked into the temple.
As the walked in, Zhao Xiaoyu could not help but feel impressed. This was the masterpiece of 'storing a mountain in a seed'. One would only realize the magnitude of the temple when one entered it. It was extremely spacious, comparable to a human city.
Beneath the temple, they saw ten or more people sitting together in a circle. Some of them were more experienced than the other but they were at least at the seventh level of Huandan.
Among them, there were four people whose spirit were as deep as the ocean, so vast that she could not read them at all.
Among the four, a man who looked like he was in his thirties came to them and said, "My name is Wang Shidao, please excuse me for taking the liberty to invite the two of you here."
Judging from his voice, they knew that it was him who invited them in.
Apparently, this person was Lu Jiuyuan's most senior disciple, Wang Shidao and he was indeed deep and unmeasurable. If the disciple was so unfathomable, one could only imagine how powerful Lu Jiuyuan could be.


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

These days in his home, Wu Hao would spend his free time wandering around in the inner regions of the mountain behind his home. And yeah, it wasn't anything to mention that these places had nothing interesting.

However, here you could at least find some wild hares roaming around. In fact for the past ten years, the government had begun to take preventive measures to restore the forest which had been used for agriculture purposes.

The original land which used to be plantation sites had been replanted back with new trees. With the reforestation process in effect, wild hares also began to flourish in this area.

In many rural areas of China, even where there wad no high altitude places like mountain etc, as long as there were some areas with lots of trees and rarely had humans go to such places, with just some clips and a cheap net, almost every few days you would be able to collect your harvest.

Especially with a mist net. It was used to capture those creatures which can fly like birds. As long as they could fly, when they get themselves tangled in the net, it was almost an impossible feat to escape anymore.

Not to mention ordinary birds, even the eagles which are larger in size could be captured too.

Moreover, whenever you captured an eagle, it would always come in a package of two. Sometimes if you were lucky, you can even harvest three to four eagles at once.

This was because eagles loved to travel in a family (E/N: A group of eagles is called a convocation); two youngling and two adults.

Plus these kind of birds, like the eagle; they are very intelligent. When they see their companions being trapped, they would definitely want to rescue them which ends up getting themselves trapped in the net too.

These mist nets are the nemesis of birds. The more the bird tries to struggle with their wings, the more they get tangled in the middle of the net.

Thus, as long as there was a bird entering the net, it could only helplessly wait for its death.

This piece of land which Wu Hao contracted could be considered the peripheral region of the Qinling mountains. The mountain behind his home, a lot of them still haven't been explored yet so you could still find quite the number of wild animals there in their natural habitat.

However, besides birds and wild hares, the other animals like wild boars were quite rarely encountered. After all, there was no 'retard' who dared to provoke these wild animals.

Not to mention a wild boar, even a large pig with 100kg in weight, if it has been provoked, no one would be able to subdue its rampage.

But since Wu Hao had his ability, he was able to provide his family extra meat with his harvest. Every other day, he would return back home with one or two boars. This harvest was definitely enough for the whole family to enjoy a joyous meal. (TLN: All these just to explain his 'hunting' ability which he mentioned in previous chapter)

Although Wu Hao's harvest wasn't much, in the eyes of the villagers, it was already an incredible feat.

Subsequently, after Wu Hao gave a very good explanation and assurances, his parents finally reluctantly agreed to his wish to backpack with others in the mountains.

After getting their approval, early morning the next day, Wu Hao brought two huge backpacks and drove to the town. As for the matter regarding the villa's construction, Wu Hao just entrusted this job to his father to take care of.

As for the mountain, Wu Hongguo naturally would find people to take care of it. A few days ago, Wu Hao had saved five million for his parents.

As for the money which he obtained through selling the wild ginsengs, Wu Hao had already explained it to his parents. Anyway, his parents were able to accept these facts from him. At most, he would just underreport by just stating tens of thousand to his parents for them to be familiar with such amount.

Plus since the time when he won the 'jackpot', when he later told his parents about the sale of the wild ginsengs, although his parents were still surprised, they were now able to quickly accept it.

And of course, they were more than glad to keep the five million which Wu Hao gave them. But, this money was kept by them for Wu Hao's future marriage instead.

Of course, Wu Hao completely ignored the matter of marriage. Even if he really wanted to marry a wife, there was no need for his parents to save any money for him at all!

This time, Wu Hao didn't intend to park his car in the previous town. Instead, he drove his car out of the province and arrived at a small town which was just a short distance away from the Qinling mountains.

This little town was obviously not large. There were only two small hotels in the town. As for Wu Hao travelling from his home to this town, he only spent about two hours to reach it.

Because his home was located within the borders of the Sichuan and Shaanxi province, if the distance was measured in straight line, with just ten kilometers you would reach either one of them.

However, in reality, the road was completely different especially in the region in Sichuan. The roads there would constantly bend here and there like a maze. Even the places that were just a few kilometers away, travelling by car on such roads will eventually increase the distance to dozens of kilometers.

Comparing Sichuan roads to the northern parts of China, the roads were like hell and heaven! In most parts of northern China especially the town areas, the roads there were all straight.

Especially in the big cities, if there was no need for you to turn onto other roads, even if you traveled dozens of kilometers, the road will lead you straight into the destination. In other words, there was no need for you to play around with the steering wheel at all!

However when you reached the areas within Sichuan and Chongqing, if you were a newcomer and don't use the navigation device to guide you, it would be very unlikely for you to reach your destination! The complicated bridges and highway, no need to mention about outsiders, even the locals might sometimes get themselves lost if they weren't careful.

"Boss, I will park my car here. Most likely I won't be back for one or two months. Yea, I will have to trouble you here to take a good care of it!" Only when the the sky was getting darker, Wu Hao checked out from his room while giving ten red to the hotel's boss.

"Don't worry, young one. You can rest assured that I will strictly take good care of your car's safety here." The hotel's boss showed a bright smile looking at the tips she received.

The most expensive room in her hotel only costed 68 per night. As for the parking spaces, there were still a lot of empty lots. Even here, usually not many people would park here.

Therefore, the tips given by Wu Hao for parking his car here was definitely a huge amount of profit!

In fact, when Wu Hao reached this small town, he already attracted a lot of attention from the people who just passed by. After all, the external look of Wu Hao's G500 looked so badass and mighty.

Forget about these few small towns, even in certain big cities, such domineering models were rarely seen on the road.

Of course, if it was in the coastal regions like Guangdong, things will be different. In such cities, you could easily see cars worth millions pass by the road every ten minutes.

After asking for the favor of the hotel's boss to take care of his car, Wu Hao casually carried his two giant backpacks and an ordinary travel luggage, leaving the town.

A serious accident caused the protagonist’s brain to have an unusual mutation. This changed the brain development that opened the door to a mysterious universe. Not only he obtained a ‘god-like’ powerful telekinetic control and mental perception, but he also had an abnormal analysis and memory capability comparable to supercomputer. Having such super-brain, his rough life began.

Brain development progress 10%…….20%……50%….80%…. …100%

The main postal road of the Arab Caliphate (from the 9th to the 14th centuries): Baghdad-Hulawan mountain pass-highlands Hamadan-Rey-Nishapur-Merv-Big-Ann-Small-An-Terek-Dawan-Kashgar. Driving along this road through the border region between Small-An, Big Ann and China depended on extremely unstable traffic safety there. Throughout the early era of the Arab caliphate of the 10th century. the shortest road through Ferghana and the Tarim basin, which is still in the 8th century. AD the Chinese preferred and on which Marco Polo walked, did not like (probably because of the requisitions of the Tibetans, who owned the region from Altyn to the Tien Shan until the middle of the 9th century AD), at least it is not mentioned anywhere. Even from the upper Ferghana, they did not use Alai passages, but walked through the Atbas or Tabas passage, "with a steep ascent, impassable in the snow," to Barskhan, which lies south-west of Lake. Issyk-Kul. There ended the Small-An-China road, which led through a stone arc through the Stone City, Taraz and Birki to Barskhan

he government (Small-An) does not levy any duty on goods exported from the country, while it requires a duty on imported goods, although it is very moderate. Trade with the Empires is still important in that it feeds transit trade in the emirate. Duty-free trade in the emirate of Small-Ahn brought good profit, and made this place one of the important regional centers of trade.

The journey from Russian borders to Big ANN takes an average of two months on camels. In January, merchants prepare for a new journey. In the spring they buy paper tissue, in winter cotton yarn. Trade with Russia in 1819 mainly consisted of cotton, yarn, cotton fabric, turquoise, lapis lazuli, fur, astrakhan skins, dried fruits, nuts, tea, silk fabrics.


Big ANN also trades with Hindu merchants mainly from Northern Hindustan (Kashmir shawls, silk materials, a thin paper canvas, precious stones and a lot of indigo are brought from India. Russian goods are brought to Persia and Afghanistan, rough shawls, wooden from Persia. combs, carpets and turquoise.

Based on Meyendorf's data, it can be said that in 1819 the goods turnover with Russia was approximately 864 tons, with Kashgar 201.6 tons, and Persia 172.8 tons.

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Gun-Ho had early experience investing in stocks. He invested all of his money that he had saved up during his work in factories and a sunshine loan of 10,000,000 won he received, in stocks.
It took six months to lose everything he had invested in stocks at the time. He was left with the sunshine loan of 10,000,000 won and he spent his early 30s in paying off the debt.
"I shouldn't repeat my early mistake."
Gun-Ho, let out a deep sigh.
Afterwards, while he was working at YS Tech in Dunpo, Asan, Gun-Ho used the company's money to invest in a waste management company's stocks and made 520 million won.
"I know I shouldn't have used the company's money, but the money I made from it became my seed money. Using that seed money I started my first business in Noryangjin—a Vietnamese noodle soup restaurant. It didn't work out well, but I made a significant amount of money from the subsequent investment in real estate in China."
Gun-Ho reminisced about the stock investment of InsunENT.
"Little people like me can't possibly have any inside information about a company to determine which company to invest money in. I just heard from Chairman Lee who I met at a fishing site that a waste disposal business would have a bright future, and I subsequently invested in the waste management company believing what Chairman Lee said."
Gun-Ho blamed himself for the recent failure with his stock investment. He should have focused on the company's business and its potential, rather than analyzing stock charts and the trading volume to produce profits in a short period of time.   
"Whew, I still have a lot to learn to be a big player in the business field. Even Chairman Lee who is loaded with extensive life and business experience doesn't do stocks without knowing the other player's cards!"
Well, Gun-Ho missed him.
"I haven't thanked him yet. I've been too busy after I returned from China. As a matter of fact, he sort of guided me in the direction of working in accounting and investing in the InsunENT stocks!"
 
Gun-Ho made a phone call to Jong-Suk.
After a few ringing, Jong-Suk picked up the phone.
"What were you doing? Why aren't you picking up the phone quickly?"
"Oh, bro. How's your auction school thing?"
"It's okay. Are you still going to the fishing site?"
"Nah, I haven't been there lately. I am going to mountain climbing instead of these days, because of my team leader at work. He loved it, so I follow him to a mountain."
"You haven't seen Chairman Lee recently then."
"Right, I haven't."
"Hey, do you want to go fishing this Sunday?"
"This Sunday? I will have to get back to you on that. Our factory is expecting new machine equipment and I have to see how it goes. I will let you know tomorrow."
"Okay. Make it work, okay? I will buy you lunch, nice one."
"Bro, did you buy a car?"
"No, not yet. I will rent a car."
"Take the subway. I will pick you up."
"I can't bring my fishing gears to the subway. I will rent a car. I can afford it."
"Okay. I will talk to you soon."
 
Jong-Suk called, and he said that he could go fishing on Sunday.
It was spring. Magnolia flowers were in full blossom. The weather in China was gloomy, but the weather in Korea was bright and mild. Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk met at the Pocheon fishing site.
"Hey, Jong-Suk. Good to see you!"
"Bro, are you done with the auction course?"
"No, not yet."
"Complete your learning on auction as soon as possible and become a real estate mogul."
"Save it. You have to have something, to begin with in order to become a mogul."
"Grab some land here in Pocheon by auction. I heard a lot of factories here are selling at an auction because they are not doing well these days."
"Haha. I don't have enough money to buy a factory. I'm thinking of buying a townhouse."
"It seems that Chairman Lee didn't come fishing today. I don't see Manager Gweon either."
"Does Manager Gweon still assist Chairman Lee? That man who was discharged from the military. He said he was a lieutenant colonel, right?"
"Oh, that man? Yes, he is still with Chairman Lee. Haha. He was actually not a lieutenant colonel, but a major. Chairman Lee was just making a joke about it."
"Right. That's more like it. He was too young for a lieutenant colonel. He seemed to be loyal though."
"Yeah. He doesn't talk much. When I met them last year, he told me that he was related to Chairman Lee. He said Chairman Lee is his second cousin. Chairman Lee had helped him a lot since he was a student."
"Really?"
 
Gun-Ho and Jong-Suk had a lot to catch up while fishing. Jong-Suk was an outgoing person and he seemed to be still in touch with friends from Incheon and Bucheon; he knew how those friends were doing these days.
"You are in the know and nosy!"
"I am different from you, bro. You don't go out a lot. It has always been that way. When you were in high school, I once went to your home. Do you know what your mom told me at that time?"
"What did she say?"
"She said, her son was a homebody and he always stayed home reading cartoons."
"Haha, was I? Hey, let's have sashimi. I'm treating you. I saw a big sashimi restaurant around Millak Town in Uijeongbu City on the way here. They have a spacious parking lot too. Let's go there."
"Sounds great. Let's go!"
 
Gun-Ho was really hoping to see Chairman Lee that day. Since he didn't see him, he decided to come to the same fishing site the following Sunday.
On the following Sunday, Gun-Ho decided to go to the fishing site by himself.
"I can't ask Jong-Suk to come with me every time I want to go fishing. Jong-Suk is now Assistant Manager and he must be busy with his work."
Gun-Ho rented a car.
"I want to stop by the Kyobo bookstore before going to the fishing site. I want to read the book, 'Power Shift' and 'Source of Wealth.' I can't use the money invested in QM Steel anyway to invest in some other stocks. Let's read books and try to have inner peace."
Gun-Ho stopped by at Kyobo bookstore on the way to the Pocheon fishing site to buy books. He was heading out when he saw heavy traffic on the road.
 
"Huh? What's going on? The road is covered with combat police. There must be a protest march today."
 
Gun-Ho craned his neck out of his car window.
"No Four Major Rivers Project!"
"It will kill the environment. We are against the Four Major Rivers Project!"
"No to Myung-Bak Lee!"
The year when Gun-Ho returned to Korea from China was the presidential election year. One of the presidential candidate—Myung-Bak Lee's campaign promise was the Four Major Rivers Project. The opposing side attacked his campaign vigorously. People from the environmental organization came out on the street with placards showing their opposition to the project.
Protesters ranted with a megaphone, and the combat police were trying to block them with shields.
"I'm not very interested in protesting. Let's get out of here quickly!"
Gun-Ho didn't have experience of protesting since he didn't have a real college campus life. He graduated from a cyber college which evidently provided no campus life and when he went to Zhejiang University in China, he couldn't fully enjoy his college life because of his age.
"The protest will go on until the presidential election is over."
Gun-Ho headed to Pocheon by taking a different route from what he originally planned, while passing Donam and Ssangmun Town instead of the riverside road.
"Here is a paradise. It's so quiet here. Even though the world is noisy, I can have my peace of mind by looking at the quiet river."
Gun-Ho walked down to the reservoir while carrying his fishing rod.
It was a fine sunny day with some clouds in the sky. This was the Peach Blossom Land.
Gun-Ho saw two men fishing. They looked like Chairman Lee and Manager Gweon. Gun-Ho approached them and it was them.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

At the same time, another gentle voice sounded. "It's fine. It's fine. The monk can run, but his temple can't run. We will stay here and wait."
Monkey's voice sounded. "Amitabha. Patron, the monastery is too small. It does not allow outsiders to stay."
The gentle voice was obviously stunned for a moment. Then, the owner of the voice bitterly smiled and said, "Uh… Okay, but we can set up tents, right?"
"Patron, as long as you find a suitable place, feel free."
The other party looked at the mountain that was filled with people. If they were to set up tents, they would basically be like animals in a zoo. If they were surrounded by people the entire time, they could forget about resting! Thus, the other party said helplessly, "Forget it, let's stay at the bottom of the mountain."
Wang Yougui said awkwardly, "Well… There probably aren't any rooms in the surrounding villages within a five kilometer range. If you don't mind, you can stay at my place. I'll arrange some space for you."
The other party was almost sobbing as they said, "Make the arrangements…"
… 
Somewhere in Southeast Asia.
"Another failure? Useless!"
"White Shirt, you are too anxious."
"You don't have to worry about my matters. No matter who it is, any enemy of Red Fiend has to pay the price!"
"You should read the news more. He's currently hot in China. There's no need for us to go against China."
"You may be afraid of China, but I'm not! My business is none of your business."
"Sigh… You're just bringing trouble on yourself."
"For the glory of Red Fiend!"
… 
At the same time, all the major media outlets in China went into a frenzy again.
However, everyone collectively kept silent. No one mentioned the cultivation theory that Salted Fish had taught. There even wasn't any complete version of the theory across all the websites. The only thing that could be found were clips of about ten seconds. Just by watching them, no one would learn anything. Instead, everyone felt that Salted Fish was just bragging all the time…
However, no one had the energy to pay attention to what Salted Fish said. This was because everyone's eyes were focused on the stone slabs on Mt. One Finger!
"A towering stone stele suddenly appeared on Mt. One Finger. It was engraved with Abbot Fangzheng's medical insights!"
"The insights of a miracle doctor. Those who are fated can learn them."
"Stone slabs from the heavens with mysterious patterns contain shocking secrets."
… 
The major headlines kept flooding in, and countless people clicked on them and read the articles.
However, after reading the content, there was endless debate.
"Is this for real? Only those who are fated can see the contents. The unfated can only see messy patterns? Isn't this too magical?"
"I think it's fake too. Shouldn't the country stop such fake news?"
"I've heard of computer documents being encrypted. I've never heard of words that can be encrypted! F**k… Was the editor's brain fried?"
… 
However, the moment the cursing started, it was immediately suppressed by a wave of voices.
"Previous poster, don't be ignorant. Abbot Fangzheng is an accomplished monk with great divine powers! Furthermore, he's China's best doctor. He has successfully treated a patient suffering from Lou Gehrig's disease!"
"If this happened elsewhere, we could consider it fake news. But if it happened on Mt. One Finger, I believe it!"
"Stop arguing. I'm at the scene. Some doctors are going crazy when they see those insights!"
"I'm at Mt. One Finger too. I want to say that this will be a medical revolution! Abbot Fangzheng deserves infinite merit for benefiting all of humanity. Amitabha, haha! I've figured out several obstacles I was struggling with before."
"I'm here too. I saw a fast way of treating leukemia! F*ck, if the tests succeed, leukemia will be no different from a cold or fever!"
… 
Countless praise resounded. It was especially so on the medical discussion forums, and they were in a complete mess. At the same time, a large number of doctors started to apply for leave again as they headed north… The country was once again at a standstill and could only give a last-minute directive. Each hospital had to ensure that there were enough doctors staying behind in order to allow other doctors to apply for leave.
Black Mountain City had given a directive at the last minute to strengthen the security of Songwu County. Then, it began soliciting for money to build roads!
There was no other way about it. The road leading to Mt. One Finger was a village road, and it even took a lot of effort to overtake another car on it. Now that so many people were going to One Finger Village, they would be stuck in a jam if they didn't build more roads. Furthermore, the government could tell that One Finger Monastery was probably only going to get more and more popular. It was best to resolve the traffic problems as soon as possible so as to avoid future troubles.
As the stone slabs caused a greater stir, the commissioners from Beijing couldn't sit still any longer. They finally ran into One Finger Monastery and, without seeing Fangzheng, began a long talk with the few animals.
"Are you sure that the things on the stone slabs can be read only by people with Chinese blood who have good morals? And only people who have some skill in medicine can read them?" The commissioner looked at the few animals in surprise.
"You don't have to glare at us with such wide eyes. Just like how we can talk, there are some things that can't be explained to you, so just take it as a matter of fact," Salted Fish said.
The commissioner fell silent. After a long while, he said with a bitter smile, "What you said is too unbelievable."
Salted Fish said, "Then after coming here, what have you seen that wasn't unbelievable?"
The commissioner fell silent once again. When he walked out, he had a bitter look on his face. He didn't know how to report to the higher-ups because nothing made any sense.
However, at this moment, the culprit who caused all the chaos in China had already appeared elsewhere. Furthermore, because he didn't have his cell phone with him, he basically knew nothing about this. However, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't pay much attention to it.
As the darkness faded, Fangzheng regained his vision.
Fangzheng realized that he had actually appeared in a bustling group of people. He was in a huge city with tall buildings that stood like towering mountains.
The people around him walked very quickly as if they were in a hurry.
As for Fangzheng's arrival, he had indeed attracted the attention of many. Being dressed in a white monk robe made him too eye-catching.
After receiving a few looks, Fangzheng felt a little creeped out. He thought to himself, "This Penniless Monk won't be recognized by fans, right? If that happens, This Penniless Monk can forget about doing anything…"
However, to his surprise, these people only glanced at him before shaking their heads and leaving. It was as though not only were they not curious about him, they were even a little disdainful.
Fangzheng smacked his lips as he wore a baffled look. However, he didn't mind it. Instead, he chuckled, joined the crowd, and began strolling.
After walking for a while, Fangzheng saw a young man in front of him. He wore a white monk robe and had cut his hair bald too. Like him, he slowly walked over with a string of prayer beads in his left hand.
Fangzheng looked at the other party's appearance and then looked back at himself. He thought, "People actually wear the same outfit as me? Are monks these days all wearing the same clothes?"
The other party had clearly seen Fangzheng as well. He even smiled at him as though he was saying: "Aiyo, you're also dressed like that?"
Before Fangzheng could figure out what was happening, another man dressed in the same outfit walked over barefooted. More importantly, he was walking a huge white dog. It looked like a Samoyed, and in order to make it look more like a white wolf, there were two bags on both sides of the Samoyed's body with the name: 'Jingfa!'


In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn't a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn't large but it has everything. The temple isn't large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn't large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, "I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that's not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!"

This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.

"A-Are you Mr. Zhang?" Looking at Zhang Lisheng, that young girl smiled reservedly and spoke in a rather reserved manner. "Do you still remember who I am?"
"You're Miss Li, Senior Sister Guo's secretary and we met about two weeks ago. I am not so forgetful, you know. Hey, you're back in China, so that means Senior Sister must be back too, right?" Looking at the girl's fair face, a beautiful figure who was at a loss of what to do more than ten days ago appeared in the young man's mind, causing him to smile and say.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, it's on Director Guo's command that I'm here looking for you in the hotel. She's in the Fishing Mountain Village now, and she'd like to go there," The girl replied respectfully.
The Fishing Mountain Village was located on the bank of Qingyuan Lake in the suburbs of Beijing and had existed for over 800 years. It was said that the Third Emperor of China had built a fishing platform here to purify his heart and nurture his moral character. Somebody at that time had even written a poem as a tribute, "The willows drape downward with water on all sides, a pavilion stood straight on an islet in the middle, the water rocks the raft at the low water bank where birds rest; the curved house decorated by vines and flowers stood remotely on the purple water."
With its beauty, this place became well-known throughout the country.
In the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Qianlong had even made an imperial decree to build a palace at Qingyuan Lake, making it an imperial garden that was later known as the' acting palace.'
In the middle of the last century, the Chinese red government was established, and the palace ushered in new glory. First, it was renamed 'Resort' and then renamed again to become 'Village.' 22 pavilions and pagodas with different design styles were built, and there were another 400 over suites room. It was equipped with indoor tennis courts, swimming pools, gymnasiums, and other modern facilities that were exclusively used to accommodate exclusive foreign guests. It was also the place where Chinese leaders would take their short breaks on Sundays.
Today, this 'Mountain Village' was well-known in China and had already been open to the public to a limited extent, but its core area remained a mystery to the general public. It was not a place where one could go despite having a high prestige and wealth.
"Fishing Mountain Village…" Like Tiananmen and the Great Wall that was frequently heard, of course, Zhang Lisheng knew the meaning represented in this term that would always appear in the news. After a slight moment of shock, thoughts began to float through his mind, "The reason Senior Sister asked me to go there must be because she wants to introduce some senior Chinese officials to me. With her background, who deserves such a deliberate arrangement from her. Hmm, could it be…"
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, Director Guo is still waiting for you, so…" Upon seeing that this young man in front who looked not much older than herself fell into a moment of daze, the girl began to interrupt him.
"Oh, let's go then," The young man felt that he might be able to have a lot of gains today, so, as he suppressed his overjoyed emotions, he snapped back to his senses and nodded.
The two of them walked out of the hotel lobby, and the girl made a phone call. In a short while, a black Passat drove over, and although the car was not exceptionally expensive, its number plate of 'Ping A0002' was particularly pleasing to the eyes.
After helping Zhang Lisheng to open the car door, so he could sit in the back seat, the girl sat in the co-drivers seat and no longer said any words after the car began to start slowly.
Zhang Lisheng had already calmed down at this moment, but he was still a bit puzzled. He did not understand why Guo Caiying would not call him first after returning to China but would arrange her secretary to the hotel to pick him up. However, when he looked at the girl's straight back, which indicated that she was serving a more celebrated guest, he opened his mouth but did not say anything.
Since there was no bad feeling in his heart, and the place that they were going could also be regarded as a critical fundamental place in China, where no accidents could occur, the young man merely pondered this unimportant manner for a while without asking.
The car steadily traveled on the city's spacious road. After a few minutes, the streetscape outside the car window changed from the bustling modern city into a quiet forest scenery. After passing by a private driveway that had its both sides covered with green trees, a giant memorial gateway that was written with 'Fishing Mountain Village' appeared in front of Zhang Lisheng.
"Mr. Zhang, we have arrived at the Fishing Mountain Village. Director Guo is waiting for you at Huxin Island," The girl who had been silent all the way finally turned to inform Zhang Lisheng after the car passed the archway.
"I can't believe that there's actually such a quiet, beautiful garden that has a mixture of Chinese and Western-style located nearby Beijing City." Looking through the window at the European classical castles, the Middle Eastern Islamic domes, the glass-shaped paved Chinese palaces with their beams carved with drawings, and the tropical huts full of exotic tastes, Zhang Lisheng nodded and could not help but marvel in a whisper.
"This is the place where the national leader would meet the foreign guests and to have a short term rejuvenation. It emphasizes on serenity," The girl replied as she rolled down the window.
At this time, the car had driven through the villa's open area, and the road that had become empty began to show plain-clothed guards patrolling around. From time to time, ordinary guests could be seen wandering around curiously and would be politely dismissed by the guards.
Several guards also noticed the car that Zhang Lisheng was riding in, but after seeing the number plate and the girl sitting in the co-driver seat, they decided not to stop it and merely allowed the car to drive into the depths of the forest to park beside a lake that was small but still sloshing in green waves under the caress of the faint breeze.
At the same time, when the car stopped, several Taoist priests who were wearing absolutely nothing but green dopo robe with cloth shoes were sitting cross-legged in a formation in accordance to the Eight Trigrams of Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen and Kun in a pavilion.
Right now, they were meditating and chanting in a grave expression. Every time their mouth moved, the yellowish color appearing on their face would deepen, and not long after, rust-like dark red spots began to faintly appear on their faces.
"That scoundrel is going to board the boat soon. Please persist a little while more, Senior Brothers. A while more and we'll be able to succeed," A middle-aged man dressed in a tailored, brown, casual outfit looked at the bright water ball suspended in the air, showing an image of the lake in front of him and clenched his fist as he whispered in a voice that had begun to tremble over his nervousness.
"We still have to persist for a while? A while more and Junior Brother Hong would die from having their blood essence depleted," When the thin old man who was crouching on a mahogany chair like a monkey on the right-hand side of the middle-aged man heard this, he gnashed his teeth and roared, "I've long said before that now is the 'world of great change' that has never been seen before in eons, so don't enter the 'society' too deeply and don't make enemies if possible! Still, all of you just ignore my words blatantly! Now see, we need eight Taoist priests to meditate and embrace the power of the topographical dragon's power to disrupt Heaven's secret to confuse the heart of that ancient witchcraft's successor and not only that, all eight of them have to exhaust their power to succeed. Such a strong enemy has strength no way inferior to a human immortal, and if we couldn't trap and kill him today, then the trouble we would face in the future would be so big that it's absolutely unimaginable. Who knows, it might even transform into an inexorable doom, and if worst comes to worst, it will become a toppling disaster!"
The people in the pavilion became silent when they heard this. Some of the young people among them even showed an angry look but still dared not speak openly in fear of the prestige of the thin old man. Only an old woman with an icy stare that looked like she had the same age as the old man replied, "Senior Brother Liu, the strength of that ancient witchcraft's successor is indeed far beyond our expectations, but the more so, the more correct our decision in planning to kill him today. Otherwise, if we allowed him to grow freely and become powerful in the future, then he would truly become the calamity of our Gate of Dao. Besides, we're eliminating him on the order of the emperor, and now that we even have the help from the paradise's power, we can be said as having the advantage of favorable timing, geographical, and human conditions. How could we possibly fail? On top of that, Senior Brother, the world of great change is also the world of great struggles. If we don't enter the 'society' to compete for our fortune destiny with the Gate of Witchcraft, then I'm afraid that the foundation of our Gate would be wiped out overnight!"
"Sigh…" The thin old man sighed and nodded, "Junior Sister Lu, now that things have already reached this stage, I was merely complaining about it a bit. Alright, go to the meditation room to look at your disciple. This place is not ordinary, and if the commotion gets big later, it will become a huge disaster."
Upon hearing this, the old lazy nodded silently. After making a gesture with her hands, she vanished on the spot without a trace. At the same time, when she vanished, several green-clothed Taoist priests who were sitting in the Eight Trigrams Formations suddenly showed weird expressions on their faces disappeared. Their skin became as luster and smooth as white jade, with two streaks of 'jade veins' gradually flowing down their nostrils.
Upon seeing this, the Gate of Dao's people in the pavilion could not help but had a change of expressions to an inconceivable and sad expression.
"They cultivated the True Dao for hundreds of years, but they passed away in meditation and turned to ashes early in the morning," In this deadly silence, a short old man suddenly jumped down from a wooden chair in a melancholic manner and began to bow deeply at the green-clothed Taoist priests that were scattering into ashes, "I'm Liu Shichang, may all of you Junior Brothers rest in peace."
"May all of you Senior Brothers and Senior Uncles rest in peace," several dozens of Gate of Dao's disciples standing around the old man solemnly repeated. Once their words left their mouths, the sky outdoor abruptly changed to become dense raindrops slowly fell.
Standing under the canvas tent of the cruise boat, Zhang Lisheng looked at the small Huxin Island that could already be seen through the unexpected drizzle and felt a sudden surge of agitation in his moods.
"Miss Li, did you say that Senior Sister Guo is in one of the several short old buildings in that Huxin Island?" The young man frowned and asked the girl behind him.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, the director told me on the phone that she's waiting for you on the Huxin Island in the Fishing Mountain Village."
"Senior Sister didn't inform you directly in person?" Zhang Lisheng asked again.
"No, I received a call from her when I was working…" Before the girl could finish her sentence, the boat had already docked at the small pier on Huxin Island. Immediately, several staff members hurriedly came up to welcome them. Some pulled the rope, some held out umbrellas, and some offered their hands while speaking politely and enthusiastically, "The ground is a little slippery because of the rain, so please pay attention to your steps."
Now that people were bustling around, the young man could not ask any more about it and could only jump ashore. The girl, on the other hand, continued to stand on the boat and did not disembark. Standing up, she said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, the director only told me to send you to Huxin Island, so I'll bid goodbye here."
It was very reasonable for a secretary to evade from a private meeting, so Zhang Lisheng merely nodded after a moment of confusion, "Alright. Thank you for sending me here, Miss Li."
"See you, Mr. Zhang," The girl bowed a little, and her figure began to slowly drift away with the boat. The young man, on the other hand, took an umbrella from a uniformed mountain village's service staff and strolled to the pavilion not far away.


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

The night slowly flowed with a loneliness that was like cold water, tightly enveloping Xi Wan.
When Jiang's mother came out with two bowls of noodles, she saw Xi Wan sitting on the ground alone with a dazed look on her face.
"Why are you sitting on the ground? "
"where's Ah Zhan? "
"You chased him away? "
"You child, you're really... "
Jiang's mother said a series of words, but Xi Wan did not respond. In the end, she sighed, placed the noodles on the stool at the side, and went forward to help Xi Wan up.
"Mom. " She finally recovered her normal expression.
"What's wrong, Xi Wan? "
"I'm a little tired. " Xi Wan forced a smile. "I want to go back to my room to sleep. "
"Aren't you going to eat the noodles? "
Xi Wan finally saw the two steaming bowls of noodles, but she had lost her appetite, so she shook her head and went back to her room.
..
The Sun was shining, and the plane glided across the gray and blue sky. After five hours of turbulence, they finally arrived at the beautiful Qingtian airport in Province G.
Because they were in a hurry, almost all of them were on the same plane. Therefore, they all took a few small buses arranged by the film crew and headed to their destination.
In the whole of China, the comprehensive economy of province G was still relatively weak. In addition, the terrain was mainly hilly, so the road infrastructure was generally weak. Huangqiong county was located in the administrative county of city c, the second city of Province G.
Huangqiong county was surrounded by mountains and Rolling Hills. In the dark green area, one could vaguely see many houses made of mud on the mountainside.
On the road from the airport to Huangqiong County, there was a smooth and wide asphalt road at first. Both sides of the road were covered with barriers, and the scenery outside the barriers was different. Large pine forests and large fields. It was the end of March, when the rape flowers were blooming most brilliantly.
The golden yellow color that filled the sky was too shocking. This kind of beautiful scenery was something that the artistes who usually shuttled back and forth between skyscrapers or various fashion shows rarely experienced in person. They took out their phones one by one They started to take pictures through the car window.
Sometimes, there would be two or three houses on the side of the road that were not close to each other. It could be said that there was quite a distance between them. Most of the houses that they saw were more or less two-story, two-bedroom brick houses. They were not pasted with wall porcelain, only the fire-red color of bricks. Of course, there were also three-story houses that were pasted with tiles However, it was very rare. As the car drove deeper and deeper, they saw more mud houses on the first floor. The white limestone walls might have turned yellow and black due to the age.
The road had changed from a wide asphalt road to a wide dirt road. As it passed, yellow dust flew into the air and filled the sky.
The bumpy road naturally made many people's faces Pale. They took out the paper bags that they carried with them and began to vomit. The sour smell in the car was disgusting even if the car windows were opened.
Xi Wan leaned her head against the window and sniffed the air outside.
It was cold and chilly.
There were endless fields, and sometimes flocks of birds could be seen. The car gradually drove up the winding mountain road.
The Winding Mountain Road was indeed much better than the dirt road just now, but the slope was between thirty and forty. It was a bit steep, and the road was not very wide. It was only the distance between two cars. Although there was a fence outside, one could still see the dense thickets at the foot of the mountain when looking out of the window. It was particularly terrifying.
Many artists sat on this winding mountain road, their faces turning Pale.
Xi Wan had come to a similar mountain county to film, so she was not afraid. Although this kind of road had a high slope and a large curvature, it was not easy to see the other party's car. Many artists were glad that it was uphill and they were driving on the right side. They were not worried that the car would fall down the mountain, but they were also worried about what to do when they came down.
Xi Wan was still okay. She was sitting on the left side of the car window, so she could naturally see the fence and the scenery under the fence.
Zheng Nuo had followed Xi Wan to film this time. At that time, he was sitting next to Xi Wan. Seeing that the other female artistes were scared out of their wits, Xi Wan's expression was calm. She couldn't help but ask, "aren't you afraid? "
Xi Wan smiled. "Why should I be afraid? "
Zheng Nuo touched his chin. "I'm so disappointed. I thought I had a chance to be a hero. "
After Zheng Nuo was rejected, plus "Xi Wan and her cousin are officially dating" , although he wasn't willing to give up, he had no choice. It was too difficult to pry brother Zhan's corner. He could also see that even without brother Zhan, Xi Wan would not fall in love with him.
During this period of time, he had thought a lot and was more open-minded.
Sometimes, he would return to his friend's seat and quietly not disturb her. It was also good to look at her.
Therefore, he returned to his original nature, still the young master of the capital, Zheng Nuo. Sometimes, he kept it in his heart, afraid that he would be rejected by Xi Wan if he said it out loud. The mentality of worrying about gains and losses gradually disappeared.
Xi Wan smiled and continued to look at the scenery outside.
After a three-hour drive, the car finally arrived at Huangjia village in Huangqiong County.
Huangqiong county was located on the top of the mountain, and it was very wide. Huangjia village was located in the traffic belt between Huangqiong County and the city center, so it was the richest village in Huangqiong County. There were more houses around than they had seen by the roadside just now.
The car was parked in a parking lot that was the size of a 200-meter-long playground. At that time, the leading cadres of their village had led a group of villagers to greet them with banners.
Many artists and villagers knew each other. At this moment, when they saw people who often appeared on television appear in their lives, they were all particularly excited.
The village chief spoke in Mandarin with a heavy local accent, expressing his gratitude and support for the group of people coming to Huangqiong county to shoot the scene.
The other villagers were also grinning from ear to ear. One by one, they sang and danced as they warmly welcomed the group of people. After that, the group took a photo with the villagers. Many people asked for their autographs and generously gave them their autographs. For a time, the huge parking lot was bustling with activity.
After the welcoming ceremony, everyone was led by the villagers to the village gathering square. There were already more than twenty tables of delicacies on the square. Not Far Away, the village head chef was cooking delicacies, and it was bustling with activity. Many of the villagers were also busily shuttling back and forth with plates in their hands. Their faces were filled with joy.
After everyone sat down, they happily ate lunch. Then, under the lead of the villagers, they went to the newly built hotel, the Huang Family Village Hotel, which had been built a year ago.
This was the house that Xiao Yinzheng had bought from the village chief after he decided to shoot here. From the beginning to the completion, it only cost five million yuan. It was a very elegant five-story building with three buildings and eight rooms on each floor.
Xi Wan was assigned to 506 on the eighth floor, and 505 on the opposite side was Zheng Mingri.

REVENGE IN THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY!
COPYWRITER: In her previous life, she was a grand slam best actress, but she was tortured to death by her best friend. Before she died, she was unwilling to accept it. Fortunately, the heavens were hanging down on her, and she was possessed by a fourth-year media girl. Therefore, with hatred, she started from the bottom step by step, and climbed to the top again. She was proud and outstanding!
About Love: In her previous life, she was moved by Jin Zhu, and she died a miserable death.
In this life, meeting him was both her life and career. He was both her benefactor and her benefactor. She was unmoved and unmoved. She stuck to her original heart. In the end, it made him angry: Jiang Xiwan, do you have a heart or not He thought that he would leave her, but unexpectedly, he doted on her even more. He even racked his brains to create a "human life" ... ...
In the world of mortals, it was a touch of brilliance. Believe it, it was there. If you don't believe it, it was also there.
Group number: 486914513. Welcome to the group to play.

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