Qingyun Village is named after it is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

During the day, the green clouds are deep in the forest, lush grass, fog, roe deer, hares, etc. are running, and the sound of birds is endless, like poetry and picturesque, and extremely beautiful.

A clear stream flows out from the mountains, bypassing the lush forests, embracing the Qingyun Village of forty or fifty households. Everything seems particularly peaceful and quiet!

Now, it's been over a week.

Because Li Yanjun was committing an incident, he was hitting the gun, and the county magistrate was so angry that he slapped the table. Li Zhentao, Ma Youcai and others were criticized for being so terrified.

Li Yanjun was dismissed from his post on the spot and was arrested by the Public Security Bureau. But this incident spread, causing other surrounding towns to joke, and all the cadres in Maguan Town felt blank.

Of course, one of them was very happy, and that was Jin Haiyan. As the deputy director, with the support of Ma Youcai, she won the position of director of the Family Planning Office in one fell swoop, which made her very proud.

After taking office, the first thing he did was to adjust his work. Du Yuanzhou, who had always disliked him, was sent to Qingyun Village at once. To put it nicely, what kind of people work harder?

Du Yuanzhou came to Qingyun Village without saying a word about this unfair distribution.

Although the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, the roads are not smooth, and the situation is simply incomparable to other villages, but the situation is almost the same as that of Shangling Village.

Within two days, Du Yuanzhou and the unlucky temporary workers who came with him left more than a dozen families, and the effect was naturally not obvious.

After all, the tradition of inheriting the family line for thousands of years has caused the people to change it as soon as they say, especially those who give birth to girls, obviously it is not possible to deal with just a few national policies.

In his previous life, Du Yuanzhou heard about the beauty of Qingyun Mountain and many moving legends, but the flawless travel was inevitable and regretful.

This time, Du Yuanzhou, who was in pain, decided to take a break and go up the mountain and enjoy a tour.

The temporary worker felt tired and didn't like climbing the mountain, so Du Yuanzhou greeted a man named Lao Meng and asked him to be a guide and go up the mountain together.

With the guide, we naturally avoided detours along the way. Lao Meng knew that Du Yuanzhou was a town cadre and he felt a little more or less awe at first when he started talking, but after they walked for a long time, they slowly let go.

The two of them were talking and laughing, heading towards Qingyun Mountain along the country road. At first, there were crop fields along the way. In addition to a few small pieces of soybeans and millet, most of the crops in the fields were green corn.

The road up the mountain was not easy to walk, so they carefully pushed away the thorns and climbed on the weeds for more than half an hour before reaching the hill. So they sat down and rested.

Along the waist of the mountain, there is a large lush pine forest, covered with moss and weeds. An unknown orange wild flowers are scattered among them. The breeze blows, and the fragrance is swaying. The sound of mountain birds is heard from time to time, which is particularly quiet.

Following Lao Meng's guidance, Du Yuanzhou discovered that under a steep rock cliff, a spring was flowing out among the lush green grass, forming a small pool of water in the depression, which was clear and transparent.

Du Yuanzhou, who was thirsty and hot, held the water in his hand and drank two big sips. He suddenly felt a cool air pouring into his stomach and refreshed his whole body.

"Lao Meng, the water is quite cool, it's really quenching thirst!" Du Yuanzhou sat on the stone platform, shook the water with his hands, and spoke to Lao Meng.

"Of course. Cadre Du, this spring water is amazing. Not only can it be warm in winter and cool in summer, but it can also cure diseases!" Following Du Yuanzhou's words, Lao Meng said with a silly smile.

"Really?" Du Yuanzhou felt strange and did not take it seriously.

"Yes! I heard from the old man in the village that there was a big snake nearby before, and he became an immortal when drinking this water..." Lao Meng began to talk about the legend of this mountain spring with a roar.

Although Du Yuanzhou doesn't believe the legends between the mountains and the fields, he can also hear them very interestingly.

I heard from Lao Meng that some villagers are sick and drinking this spring water is really cured. It is still believed that some spring water contains trace elements, which is still beneficial to the body.

Since Lao Meng was going to dig herbs, Du Yuanzhou had to walk on the remaining road by himself. Lao Meng told him that he could just follow the narrow sheep intestine path beside the spring water and go straight up.

Obviously, people walk on this trail frequently, although weeds are overgrown on both sides, and they are vaguely visible. I heard that there is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, which has greatly increased Du Yuanzhou's interest.

After about half an hour, Du Yuanzhou, who was panting, finally arrived at the top of the mountain and looked around. The surrounding mountains were not very beautiful, but they were also pleasing to the eye. Under the blue sky, facing the breeze on the face, looking at the green mountains around him from afar, I felt relaxed and happy for a moment.

On the top of the mountain, there is a large area of ​​pine and cypress, and the terrain is relatively flat. Through the pine and cypress, the first thing that catches your eye is a pavilion among the weeds.

Du Yuanzhou discovered that this was a pavilion made of stone, three or four meters high, with four stone pillars supporting a stone roof. The roof has four corners and oblique eaves structures. The roofs on the front and back are integral stone roof tiles. The roof is carved with auspicious cloud patterns on the ridge, and a cherry carved at each end of the ridge.

This is a bell tower, and there is a small house made of stone behind it. Before liberation, there were four or five houses and two or three Taoist priests in this Taoist temple called Qingyun Temple. Later, bandits were ripped off here and occupied the magpie's nest and drove away the Taoist priests in Qingyun Temple. This place became a bandit's nest.

Later, the bandits were driven away by the People's Liberation Army, and the Taoist temple became desolate. During the ten-year catastrophe, the nearby people flocked up the mountain, first knocked down the statue of the gods and then pushed the temple, and demolished the statue of the gods in the Taoist temple. The big bell was naturally pulled down the mountain to make steel, leaving only an empty bell tower in the barren mountains.

With a little curiosity, Du Yuanzhou walked towards the Taoist temple.

After turning a few steep rocks, I was surprised to find an old man with white beards on the flat ground on the east side of the stone house next to the bell tower, who was doing boxing with heart, one move and one gesture, both hard and soft, which was quite extraordinary.

Du Yuanzhou had contacted some martial artists before, and his vision was naturally good. Although he could not see the old man's skills, he was by no means a simplicity. Generally, the skill cannot be compared with him.

Seeing someone coming, the old man stopped immediately, looked at Du Yuanzhou, and said nothing.

"Hello, old man! I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you..." Du Yuanzhou felt very embarrassed and quickly apologized.

"Down from the mountain?" the old man asked expressionlessly.

"Yes, old man, I heard that Qingyun Mountain is beautiful and there are historical sites, so I came up to take a look, but I didn't expect to disturb you as old as you were old." Du Yuanzhou dared not neglect the questions of the old man.

I originally thought that even if there were people in Qingyun Temple, there were ordinary Taoist priests living in it, but when I saw that the old man was not wearing Taoist uniforms, he was definitely not an ordinary person. Not only did his martial arts skills, but his aura seemed to exude a cold and solemn atmosphere.

Then, Du Yuanzhou talked about his purpose of going up the mountain to visit.

After all, Du Yuanzhou is not a person who has not seen the world. He first respectfully expressed his purpose in going up the mountain, and then asked the old man named Zheng Guogong about the history of Taoism.
Chapter completed!