Worried that Gao Yuanyuan would continue to dwell on this issue, Zeng Wei simply pretended to ignore her, and squatted down to look at the situation of the person who threw himself into the river.

This is a middle-aged man about forty years old, with early hair and gray temples, but he looks a little groomed, but he is soaked in the river water, his face is a little wilted, and his belly is a lot bigger, and he vomits a lot of water one after another

The people around watched for a while, and when they saw that nothing happened, they gradually dispersed.

Just now, the mouthy old man didn't know where to get a bowl of ginger soup and helped the river thrower to drink it.

The hot ginger soup drove away the cold and bad air, and the spirit of the people who threw themselves into the river gradually eased up a little.

The old man glanced at the person who threw himself into the river, and persuaded him: "Young man, what can't you think about? You must know that there are at least 20 drowned ghosts in this section of the river, and the cycle repeats, year after year, basically two new water ghosts are recruited every year.

Zeng Wei pouted suddenly, and said in his heart that this old man was running the train with his mouth, and some of them were not here to break around, but he looked like a river, which was very demagogic. If he goes out to set up a stall, he can cheat a few dollars.

The person who threw himself into the river, that is, Song Yuanjiang, sat up after slowing down, nodded at Zeng Wei, and thanked, "Thank you." ”

Zeng Wei waved his hand and said, "Uncle, you're welcome, it's just a gesture." By the way, I don't know what your name is, uncle?"

Song Yuanjiang said a little embarrassed: "This is my fault, I didn't take the initiative to tell my benefactor." My name is Song Yuanjiang. ”

Zeng Wei really wanted to ask, uncle, what is the relationship between you and Song Jiang, but he still held back. After a deep sigh, Zeng Wei still asked, "It turned out to be Uncle Song." This one...... Why did you join the river? I see that you are in your forties, shouldn't this be the best age for a man, who has a successful career but has not yet grown old. With such a good year, what hurdle can't be overcome?"

If it weren't for seeing this uncle's extraordinary appearance, if he hadn't saved him, if he hadn't happened to be idle, and if he needed to divert Gao Yuanyuan's attention from asking himself, Zeng Wei probably wouldn't have asked him so much about the reason for throwing himself into the river.

People throw themselves into the river, naturally there are sad things, since they haven't died, why should they uncover the scars of others?

………………

Song Yuanjiang was silent for a while, probably because he was soaked in the river water, and simply told Zeng Wei the reason for throwing himself into the river.

Or this kind of thing can also serve as a warning to the younger generations, right?

It turns out that this Song Yuanjiang is indeed a successful career, he was originally an engineer in a military industrial enterprise in Jiangzhou, engaged in electronics. In the 80s, he chose to quit his job and start his own business.

Over the years, he has made a career. But at this time, a qigong master approached him and said that he could help him make money with special functions.

Originally, as a high-level intellectual, Song Yuanjiang didn't believe in any special functions, but he didn't know what was going on, he actually believed the nonsense of the qigong master and connected with him. As for the company's affairs, I don't have the heart to care about it at all.

However, just last month, when he returned to his company on a whim, he was told that his company was no longer surnamed Song.

Song Yuanjiang naturally didn't believe it, he didn't remember when he sold the company to whom.

After some inquiry, he finally understood what was going on, it turned out that his company was "gifted" by him to the master who passed on the gong to him, and there was a complete transfer contract.

At this moment, Song Yuanjiang finally understood, he let people deceive.

He wanted to get back his company through various means, but the master had great powers, and no one paid attention to him at all, thinking that he was a traitor to the master, and they were asking him for trouble.

In desperation, he had no choice but to return to Jiangzhou. However, at the moment when he was about to step into the house, he really didn't have the face to see his parents, wife and children again, so in an impulsive way, he ran to the river, wanting to die. But he didn't expect to be saved by Zeng Wei.

………………

After listening to Song Yuanjiang's experience, Zeng Wei was speechless for a long time.

For those who have not experienced this period of history, it is difficult to imagine how crazy the qigong craze was during the period from the 80s to the 90s.

He couldn't help but think of the grand occasion he saw in Jiangzhou Square when he first came to Jiangzhou in July, when thousands of people gathered to practice qigong in the main square of Jiangzhou.

Some of them present all kinds of strange and distorted postures, lying or sitting on the ground crookedly, not moving at all - this is probably the famous Arhat Gong.

The other part of the people hold their hands or hold them in a circle, standing on a stump - this is another big school, the bronze bell gong.

There is a large group of people, all sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with their eyes closed, but with an aluminum pot with a handle on their heads-is this an artifact that can receive the aura of the universe and achieve the induction of heaven and man, the information pot?!

There are many more, such as reaching forward with both hands and fingers, squatting, and pouting with high buttocks, such as rows of rows of points with each other's points, supporting each other's backs, and pressing each other's heads, such as six and nine holding each other and rolling......

Probably toad gong or something, with Zeng Wei's "martial arts" knowledge, these can no longer be distinguished.

In a circle, there are at least 10,000 people in the entire Jiangzhou Square, practicing qigong of various sects, and there are also many stalls of qigong masters, erecting flags and writing on them: Qigong cures diseases, no injections, no medicine.

Small note: He once cured a foreign dignitary.

Zeng Wei finally found a chair and sat down, watched the exercises of various major sects with great interest, and watched several masters seriously work for others, treat diseases, and give guidance.

I also watched those disciples or patients stand upright or twist their limbs under the master's work, and the whole person is constantly moving.

In order to prove that they can practice qigong and sense qi, these people will subjectively try to cooperate with the performance, and slowly even believe in themselves, at this time they are guided by qi, constantly moving, and occasionally chanting:

"My eyebrows are so hot, I feel angry, and I become. ”

"My urine is not sweet anymore, thank you Master for giving me extra gas, my diabetes is cured. ”

"I can feel that the cancer cells in my body are being chased and killed by Master's Qi. ”

"I received a message from the universe...... I finally received it. ”

"Did you see that? Master just crossed the tree and sent the senior brother flying with a volley in the air. ”

"I was hypnotized...... I'm talking in my dreams right now. ”

"Wife, thank you Master, you can finally get pregnant tonight, and the Master said that our children will bring Qigong ...... as soon as they are born."

"My tumor was taken away with a whoosh. ”

……

Looking at all kinds of funny scenes, Zeng Wei couldn't help but sigh: What a prosperous era of martial arts, an era of national qigong.

Yes, this is indeed an era of qigong for all. In Zeng Wei's impression, there was a classmate who was later very famous called twist pain, and his ideal in life when he was a teenager was to study special functions through observation of astronomy.

Even in Zeng Wei's life, he has no less to deal with qigong.

Zeng Wei remembered that just next year, his grandmother was seriously ill once, and the family sent the old man to the township hospital for treatment for a month, but it had no effect at all, and the family had no money, so he had to take the old man home.

At this time, the cousin of the second aunt's family came back from the magic capital, she didn't come back when she couldn't get along in the magic capital, but she was successful in practicing and was sent back to her hometown by the master to receive apprenticeship.

Hearing that the old man was sick, this cousin volunteered to come to the door to treat the old man.

Zeng Wei's parents were in a desperate situation, even if they didn't believe in this, but under the encouragement of others, they still agreed to let the cousin come to the door to treat the old man.

However, this cousin's treatment did not play any role, and in desperation, the cousin had to say that her skills were not deep enough, and she wanted to go back to the magic capital to ask the master to personally come to the old man to treat the old man, and then fled in embarrassment, and then did not dare to enter the door of Zeng Wei's house for ten years.

Zeng Wei came home from school, and when he heard the news, he was angry and funny, and he ruthlessly counted his parents, but they didn't believe it anymore, even if the messengers such as "Chicken Doesn't Crow" and "Five Buckets of Rice" came to the door in person, they couldn't fool them.

Many phenomena that belong to a certain era will always feel ridiculous, unacceptable, and even completely incomprehensible and unimaginable to future generations, and they will think that how could people at that time be so stupid.

In fact, it is precisely because of this that it is a phenomenon of the times. Otherwise, there is a good chance that it will continue to stay in your normal and habitual life.

………………

Shaking his head, Zeng Wei put aside these messy thoughts and asked Song Yuanjiang, "Then what do you think now?"

Song Yuanjiang shook his head, his face dazed. Although he no longer wanted to die, he still had no shame to go home.

Zeng Wei nodded, feeling that since he had already saved Song Yuanjiang once, there was no reason to watch him sink again, so he said: "I see that you seem to have some experience, how about coming to do things for me? I will give you a bright face, at least I will not let you have this feeling of saying goodbye to Jiangdong's father." ”

This is not Zeng Wei's temporary idea, but in his plan, in 1995, he really wanted to enter the field of electronic products. In fact, it is a VCD.

As a reborn, Zeng Wei knows very well how popular this kind of product with little technical level will be in China in the next few years.

In the market of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions every year, Zeng Wei can't say anything if he doesn't intervene.

Thinking of this, Zeng Wei felt that saving Song Yuanjiang today was also a very good deed.