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Chapter 317 [Only because of being in this mountain] (Part 2)

Chapter 317 [It’s just because I am in this mountain] (Part 2)

Zhang Yang thought to himself, what are you pretending? You are also a member of the An family, and you don’t know the little things about the An family? But then I thought, Li Xinyi was separated from An Zhiyuan since he was a child and had no connection with the An family. He naturally would not know about the An family. Zhang Yang then told the story that the An family women often lived less than twenty years old.

Li Xinyi frowned when he heard this. He felt very good about An Yuchen, his granddaughter. Although he was a monk, he had never let go of family affection. Thinking about An Yuchen's young faced death, he felt uncomfortable.

Chen Chongshan made a bamboo shoot and roasted pork. When the dishes were served, the middle-aged man named Qiao also came to the top of the peak with his wife. He stood not far away and looked at him. Zhang Yang saw him and waved with a smile: "Old Qiao, come here!"

Lao Qiao took his wife to walk over. He was very interested in Chen Chongshan's stone house and wanted to take a few photos here.

Zhang Yang took him down and poured him a glass of wine: "Since you're here, just have two drinks!"

Old Qiao was so happy that he nodded and said, "Then let's have two drinks!" His wife reminded, "Old Qiao, if you have diabetes, the doctor will not let you drink alcohol!"

Lao Qiao smiled and said, "Life is only a few decades long, I have no such hobbies anymore. What's the point of living? You can't drink beer with diabetes, who says you can't drink white wine?"

His wife sighed: "You!"

Li Xinyi said: "This donor's words make sense. I think you have some connections!"

Old Qiao smiled and said, "It's a fate to meet the Taoist priest!" He picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, "It smells so good! Wife, try it!" He handed the steamed bun to his wife.

Chen Chongshan said: "If you like it, eat more, and I will put another pot afterwards!"

Lao Qiao nodded, then sighed again and said, "I like to eat, but unfortunately I dare not eat too much. Diabetes cannot be cured and cannot be separated from medicine. I have a large appetite and am hungry every day."

Chang Hailong smiled and said, "I have read a foreign report. Hunger is the best state of life."

Old Qiao said, "I would rather hold on than be hungry!" He picked up the wine glass and said, "I am drunk today. Come on, let's have a drink!"

Although he was drunk today, Lao Qiao was still very careful. He drank two taels of wine and stopped. Diabetes was mainly diet control, and there was no good way. He took a few photos around the stone house. He heard that Chen Chongshan wrote well and admired several calligraphy works by Chen Chongshan. He liked them very much. However, he and Chen Chongshan just met by chance, so he was embarrassed to ask for it.

Lao Qiao looked at the pile of waste paper in the corner of the wall, which were all the ink traces discarded by Chen Chongshan. He walked over and picked up a picture: "This is well written, Mr. Chen doesn't want it either?"

How could Chen Chongshan not see his intention? He laughed and said, "Do you like it?"

Lao Qiao nodded, and there were a line of words on it - because he was in this mountain. His pen was vigorous and his strength was so strong that he could see through the back of the paper. He liked it very much. The paper was rotten and there were a lot of stains on it. Lao Qiao secretly felt sorry in his heart that such good words were thrown into the garbage dump.

Chen Chongshan said: "If you like it, I will write one for you!"

Old Qiao thought he had heard it wrong: "Really?"

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "You are Zhang Yang's friend, what's the one I give you?" He immediately took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a picture for Lao Qiao on the spot because he was in this mountain.

When Lao Qiao got this calligraphy, he felt like he had a treasure. He looked left and right and was very happy.

Zhang Yang said, "Old Qiao, it seems that you know calligraphy too, why don't you show it to us!"

Lao Qiao said to the truth: "I have practiced calligraphy since I was a child, but unfortunately I can't write well. For this matter, my old man beat me a lot! Maybe I don't have that kind of talent and have been beaten so many times. I still write ugly words so much that I can't see anyone!"

His wife smiled and said, "You are quite self-aware."

Lao Qiao put away his words and said goodbye to Chen Chongshan and the others. Chen Chongshan gave him some dried mushrooms, saying that it was good for diabetes. Lao Qiao thanked him repeatedly. He found a lighter to give to Chen Chongshan. It was impolite to come but not to go, so Chen Chongshan had to accept it.

Because Chang Hailong wanted to stay on the mountain to take pictures of the sunset, Zhang Yang and the others could only stay on the mountain for a while. After Chang Hailong finished taking pictures, night had already fallen. Chen Chongshan was worried that they would encounter danger when they went down the mountain in the dark, so he suggested that they stay on the mountain that night. Of course, he couldn't live in so many people in his stone house, but Li Xinyi's Zixia Temple room was very many.

Li Xinyi opened the side hall and several people cleaned it together. It took nearly two hours before the room was cleaned, and the bed was the door panel.

The three siblings of the Chang family couldn't hold on after dinner. After all, their physical strength could not be compared with Zhang Yang, so they went back to rest first.

Li Xinyi, Zhang Yang and Chen Chongshan were drinking tea and enjoying the moon together in the yard. On Qingyun Peak, it was easy for people to feel confused about the past and present. Li Xinyi said: "Last time, those who made movies paid for me to repair part of them, but most of the buildings in Zixia Temple were not repaired. If they were not maintained, I saw that the hall would collapse."

Chen Chongshan said: "The county doesn't pay for it, let's do it ourselves. It should be a long time to repair it."

Zhang Yang said: "Don't worry, I'll solve this problem. If the county is unwilling to allocate funds, I'll ask the city's finance to allocate funds!"

Li Xinyi knew that he had a solution and smiled and said, "Actually, I'm just telling you!"

Zhang Yang said: "You don't need to tell me. Just tell the An family about this and guarantee that they will pay for you to renovate the Taoist temple."

Li Xinyi glared at Zhang Yang, he didn't want to speak to the juniors in the An family.

Chen Chongshan said: "In fact, there are many ancient monuments, buildings, wood carvings, stone carvings, and murals in the Sutra Cave!"

Li Xinyi sighed and said, "The murals in the Sutra Cave are seriously damaged, and now they can't even see the color."

This sentence happened to be heard by Chang Hailong, who had been to the toilet. He was from an artsman and was very interested in these things. He came over and said, "Master Li, do you have murals in Zixia Temple?"

Li Xinyi said: "I want to see it in the sutra cave in the backyard, I want to see it, I will take you there!"

Chang Hailong and Zhang Yang were both very interested in this. Chang Hailong had the purpose of appreciating art. Zhang Yang was purely curious. Li Xinyi took the lantern and took them to the front of the Sutra Cave. There was a room at the entrance of the Sutra Cave. Later, it collapsed due to disrepair. In order to protect the entrance of the cave, Li Xinyi temporarily set up a straw shed outside. Seeing the situation in front of him, Chang Hailong couldn't help but sigh that the protection of the cultural relics in Chunyang was really bad.

Li Xinyi walked in front with a lantern in hand. Chang Hailong followed closely and turned on the flashlight. Although the flashlight was not big, it was very bright. Li Xinyi looked at the flashlight in Chang Hailong's hand curiously: "Is it so small and so bright?"

Chang Hailong said: "Microtron!"

Li Xinyi said: "There are too many high-tech things now!" He reminded Zhang Yang and others to pay attention to the uneven road surface under their feet.

After walking more than ten meters, the front became wider. Li Xinyi raised the lantern and saw some murals on the walls on both sides. Chang Hailong was an artistic person. He carefully admired the murals on the walls. From an artistic perspective, these murals should not be of high value.

Chen Chongshan has been to the Cave of the Sutra many times, so naturally he would not feel anything strange. However, Zhang Yang became interested in these murals. He found that the mural was painted with a set of internal skills of meditation and breathing. Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of the pure internal skills that Chen Xue practiced. She once said that her internal skills were derived from Li Xinyi. It seems that there are still many good things in the Cave of the Sacred Sutra of the old Taoist priest.

It’s a pity that the murals in the Bible Cave are incomplete. The four of them stayed in it for half an hour before they came out. Chang Hailong said: “Although the murals are somewhat historical, the craftsmanship of paintings should be very ordinary and their actual value is not high.”

Chen Chongshan said: "Although Zixia Temple has some history, its reputation is not very high. Taishan in Qing Dynasty is not a famous Taoist mountain, so Taoist culture is not outstanding."

Li Xinyi said: "It's not entirely true. Zixia Temple has a great master. Legend has it that Master Zhang Tian practiced in Zixia Temple."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "This can be done. A statue of Zhang Tianshi is erected in front of Zixia Temple. I heard that many cities are now building Buddha statues, one is taller than the other and one is larger than the other."

Chang Hailong said: "Nanxi just created a bronze station Buddha, which is said to be the largest bronze station Buddha in Asia. After the station Buddha was built, it added another tourist highlight."

Zhang Yang said: "We also build the largest statue of Zhang Tianshi in Asia. No, if you want to do it, build the largest in the world. By the way, invite those Guinnesses to come over, get a Guinness certificate, and keep it famous all over the world. In this way, Qingtaishan can make a fuss about Taoist culture!"

Li Xinyi shook his head when he heard this: "Zixia Temple is a pure place. Do you want to use the secular spirit to contaminate my Pure Land?"

Zhang Yang said: "Master Li might as well think about it carefully, and the wealth will be abundant!"

Li Xinyi said: "Money is something outside the body. It is not for the purpose of repairing Taoist temples. I will not think about these common things!"

They walked out of the Sutra Cave, and the night sky was blue and the bright moonlight spread across the earth. At first glance, it looked like a layer of silver frost was covered with. Li Xinyi yawned and said, "It's night, I'll go and rest!"

Chang Hailong also went to the side hall.

Zhang Yang and Chen Chongshan returned to his stone house to rest together.

Chen Chongshan said: "I heard you were sick a few days ago?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I have been raising myself in Beijing for a while and I still see Chen Xue!"

Chen Chongshan said with concern: "How is Xiaoxue?"

"It's pretty good!" Zhang Yang paused and said, "She understands martial arts!"

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "When she was a child, she learned some basic things from Taoist Master Li. It should be Taoist health-preserving techniques, and martial arts are not worthy of."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "The mural I saw in the Sutra Cave just now seems to be the skill of practicing Qi and breathing!"

Chen Chongshan said: "I heard from Li Xinyi that the previous hosts of Zixia Temple were all possessed of martial arts!"

Zhang Yang had seen Li Xinyi's martial arts with his own eyes, and he nodded and said, "Master Li is also a real person, I think he is also a martial arts master."

Chen Chongshan smiled but said nothing.

Zhang Yang said: "The development of Qingtaishan has encountered some trouble. I will report it to the city when I go back this time."

Chen Chongshan sighed and said, "Tourism development is a good thing, but if development is hindered, it is better to let Qingtaishan return to its past appearance. Only natural things are the most beautiful things. Once the mountains and rivers of Qingtaishan become commodities, they will lose their former spiritual beauty."

Zhang Yang understood Chen Chongshan’s feelings for Qingtaishan, and he whispered: “Even if An family is unwilling to invest in Qingtaishan, there are many merchants who want to invest in Qingtaishan. It is already the general trend to develop the tourism economy. We need to know that the times will move forward and we will never look back.”

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "I don't understand political matters, and I don't want to understand them either. But I feel that no matter how long I am, I should not regard the land under my feet as the capital to gain political achievements, but should truly love her. Only in this way can this landscape become more beautiful!"

Chang Hailong originally wanted to shoot the scene of sunrise in Taishan in the morning, but unexpectedly, there was heavy fog in the morning, and the entire mountain was shrouded in white mist, so Chang Hailong's shooting plan could only fail.

Zhang Yang wanted to go down the mountain early, but the fog was so heavy that he was afraid of getting lost. In addition, there were three brothers and sisters in the Chang family around him, so it would be bad if there was anything wrong, so he chose to wait patiently on the mountain until the fog disappeared at noon, and then he said goodbye to the three brothers and sisters in the Chang family.

Zhang Yang was originally going to take his mother away, but when he returned to Chunyang's house, he realized that his stepfather Zhao Tiesheng had a cold due to a cold, and his mother Xu Lihua had to stay and take care of him. Zhang Yang diagnosed Zhao Tiesheng with a pulse and was sure that he had nothing to do, so he went to the pharmacy to grab medicine and sent it back to him. After a lot of trouble, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Yang returned to Jiangcheng.
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