Speaking of which, when Wang Yi really sprinkled flour on the ground, the one who was most cautious was not Wu Ping'an.

After so many years of reconstruction of Qingyun Martial Arts Hall, people will open the door at a fixed time every year. Fu Weidong and Wang Yizhen both doubt whether this martial arts hall is a base camp for hiding dirt? Everyone is a bandit, and they also understand that there must be a place to put the dirt that cannot be taken for a while. But Fu Weidong and his people searched the martial arts hall and found something good.

So Fu Weidong left, because of the affairs of the village, he had to leave, and secondly, he thought that if they left and there was no one in the martial arts hall, there might be something going on with Xiao Wu. Wang Yi was really not interested in Xiao Wu's dirty things, but if she could catch clues and people, she would of course be happy.

When outsiders come to visit the hotel, they usually choose to go to the evening, so Wang Yizhen's flour is actually a person who is guarding against Xiaowu.

Therefore, the flour was sprinkled quite casually. In addition, Wang Yizhen was not a diligent person, so she didn't do the big cleaning of the entire martial arts hall, so she went back and forth on one road and sprinkled 4 times in two days. So she walked through the heavy sprinkler place, with more flour and less flour, and a flat ground was sprinkled in a mess by her. Because, a girl's footprints were smaller than men, so others could not hide her footprints. Wang Yizhen only thought that if someone came in without hiding Wu Ping'an, they could find the place where the dirt in Qingyunwu Hall was stored.

Unexpectedly, when I came in today, I saw that the powder in the martial arts hall was so even and beautiful, so what else I didn’t know? This was definitely a diligent man named Wu Ping'an, so it was that simple to expose it.

Wang Yizhen didn't expect this to be the ending.

Before, Wu Ping'an was allowed to be allowed to stay in the gatehouse, but Wu Ping'an was honestly staying in the gatehouse. Uncle Shen came and told Wu Ping'an. The two of them didn't dare to light the light at night and slipped in. They could see which path Wang Yizhen stepped on during the day. The two of them were dark and knew that there was flour. After they finished walking, they cleaned the martial arts hall. Uncle Shen also specially taught Wu Ping'an how to sprinkle the flour evenly.

Wu Ping'an's sprinkled look much better than Wang Yi's sprinkled, so he lost because he was too honest, too obedient, and too diligent. Wu Ping'an thought about it and was sad.

Leaving Wu Ping'an on the side, Wang Yizhen and others continued to scatter their seats from the gap in the wall.

Xiao Wan'er's big cart books are really not a small number. Just a dozen books have been dug out of the gap. Some have only written one or two pages, some have written half of them, and some have compared characters and pictures. Xiao Wan'er personally made illustrations. If the manuscript fee for one of his paintings is calculated, the few books Wang Yizhen has dug out now are enough to sell for tens of thousands of taels.

As we were slashed here, Dahu had already brought the master who demolished the house. The address of Qingyun Martial Arts Hall was originally a slum in the middle of Beijing. The surrounding residents had no wealthy families at all, and they were all working hard. I heard that Dahu was going to demolish the wall, and the two families rushed to come, so Dahu brought it all.

The wall was quickly smashed through amid the sound of two wall-demolition masters who were almost "eighty or eighty".

Wang Yizhen, with her younger brothers and sisters, and the two wall-demolition masters, took half an afternoon to move out all the books in the wall.

These books are sealed in the wall all year round, without wind, sun and rain, and are actually well preserved. Wang Yizhen made a rough count and found that there were nearly a thousand copies.

And at a rough look, it can be modified into an encyclopedia covering many categories such as education, literature, youth, fairy tales, humanities, social sciences, economic management, technology, military, astrology, etc., and if you look closely, you will be even more deadly. There are classic works such as "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Qimin Yao", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Shan Hai Jing", and "Peony Pavilion", as well as popular reading books such as "Jin Ping Mei", "Peony Pavilion", and "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness", as well as works with strange arguments such as "Theory of Kings", and also works with strange arguments such as "Theory of Suicide". Wang Yizhen even dug out a "English-Chinese Dictionary", and I don't know what Xiao Wan'er has studied.

A group of people busy putting the books everywhere, looking at the number, about... Xiao Wan'er's books transported from the Wang family to the Xingjian Martial Arts Hall were all these. Although none of them were complete, at this point, Wang Yizhen's side had basically found out.

Xiao Wan'er set up a big picture and exchanged fake books for real books. The fake books were stolen by others. Wang Yizhen found out that he is now jumping around in the capital to look for his mother's book. For the Wang family, Wang Zhengqing, it was an explanation. Who told Xiao Wan'er to install cars in the Wang family from the beginning was not a real book? After that, whether it was Yang Xianzhong's half of "Bao Gong's Case" or the book that the Xia family wanted to borrow, she also explained it to readers like Wan who had only read a single article but had not seen the whole book. She did not force the rest of the books to sell for how much money the rest of the books could be sold.

At this point, the fire case and suicide note disappearance in Xingjianwu Pavilion were all considered to be unveiled.

But...how did she feel that she had fallen into a bigger pit?

If there are still a little clue to fake books, then she has never even heard of where the real books are...

There is also the cause of Xiao Wan'er's death...it's even more a mystery. Did she die because she was harmed by others? And before she died, who did she defend against these thousands of books?

Wang Yizhen read these books and finally sighed. This is no longer something that her brain can reveal the answers. In short, let’s put things that have no clues first.

Wang Yizhen asked Li Lanlan to pay for the two wall-demolition masters, and guided Li Yicheng to learn at least three ways of binding: "The more you struggle, the tighter you tighter, and if you struggle, you will strangle to death." After tied up Wu Ping'an, he took a group of people back to the hall.

"Hongying, you took the people and carefully checked the books one by one. All the words in it were torn off, and the blank notebook was placed in one place. Jinhua sorted out the categories, and Yinhuan wrote me a catalogue." After Wang Yizhen said that, several younger brothers and sisters began to do it. Li Lanlan wanted to speak several times, but in the end she didn't say much. These thousand books were originally the relics of Xiao Wan'er. If Wang Yi really had to deal with it like this, no one could say anything.

The project is relatively large, so Hongying and Hongxiu and others worked silently in the hall.

Wang Yizhen brought Li Lanlan and Li Yicheng siblings to the guest room again. The three of them closed the door and Li Lanlan put the pair of bottles on the table.

If Wang Yizhen comes to a small part, then Li Lanlan is the new beginning.
Chapter completed!