Chapter 987 Brother wants to escape

Zhang Daguan went to say hello to Gu Yunzhi. The man didn't even dare to stay for dinner. On the pretext that he had something to do at home, he had to rush back immediately.

Except for nursing, everyone else can't guess the real reason why Zhang Yang left. After leaving the hot spring villa, Zhang Yang did not return to his home in Chunyang County. His mother was in Dongjiang, and this family was naturally not so attractive to him.

He suddenly remembered Chen Chongshan and the old Taoist priest Li Xinyi. Speaking of which, he hadn't been to the mountain for a long time, so he decided to go to Qingyunjun to see the two predecessors.

Now there are a lot more tourists in Qingtai Mountain than in the past. A resort has been built near Benlong Waterfall. Zhang Yang met a lot of tourists going down the mountain on the way to Qingyunjun. Until Qingyunjun went down, he saw a sign erected in front of the road construction tourists to stop. Zhang Yang crossed the rope that stopped The man stopped: "Hey! What are you doing?"

Zhang Yang looked up and saw an old man coming towards him with a dry smoke. It turned out to be Liu Chuankui, the old secretary of Shangqinghe Village.

Liu Chuankui didn't expect that it would be Zhang Yang. He was very surprised and said, "Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Old secretary, why are you always here!" He remembered that through his introduction, Liu Chuankui went to the hot spring resort as a security consultant. Why did he appear here again?

Liu Chuankui smiled and said, "I quit the hot spring village, and I don't do any work. I take other people's salary all day long. I feel uneasy. I went back to the village to weave a construction team and took a few young men to contract the road maintenance project of the scenic spot. Well, it rained heavily I will take them to repair it and take care of the road to avoid the danger of tourists going up the mountain. You are-small-"

Zhang Yang said the purpose of his desire to visit Chen Chongshan in Qingyun. Liu Chuankui said, "The road is not easy to walk. The road in the past is broken. You have to take a detour, or I'll take you there."

Zhang Yang didn't want to bother him, but he was embarrassed to refuse when he saw that Liu Chuankui was so enthusiastic. He nodded and said, "Then please trouble Liu Zhishu."

Liu Chuankui explained to his workers and took Zhang Yang to Qingyunyu. After walking not far, he saw that the bridge was interrupted in the wolf jumping stream. Fortunately, Zhang Yang met Liu Chuankui, otherwise he really didn't know how to make a detour to Qingyun Peak. Liu Chuankui took him around Sanli Mountain A lot of mushrooms are called mountain moths here. While picking mushrooms, the old secretary did not forget to pick up the confetti and plastic bottles on the ground. He sighed, "Since the development of Qingtai Mountain, the income of the villagers has been higher than in the past, but the landscape always feels not as beautiful as in the past. If I can choose, I'd rather go back to the past.

Zhang Yang learned something from the exclamation of the old secretary. He casually helped pick up a beverage bottle. Liu Chuankui carried two pockets with him, one for picking mushrooms and the other for cleaning up garbage. Zhang Yang said, "The tourism market has developed, and the quality of tourists is uneven. In the initial stage, there are some shortcomings. It's also inevitable."

Entering Qingyunjun, this place has not been fully opened to the public. In addition, due to the recent destruction of roads, tourists rarely come here, and naturally there is much less garbage.

Liu Chuankui straightened up and pointed to the film and television base in the distance and said, "The film and television base has been stopped for almost a year."

Zhang Yang said, "How come? Isn't it always popular?"

Liu Chuankui said, "The first two years were indeed prosperous for a while, but I heard that martial arts dramas were not popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan later. These antique sets are naturally useless. Do evil. So much money has been invested in it, and now it has become an empty city. It's empty, not even a ghost.

Zhang's official is a little embarrassed. After all, he led the construction and destruction of this film and television base in those years. When Zhang Yang went to Qingyun Zhuhai to worship Mr. An Zhiyuan, he went to the gate of the film and television base to have a look. The door was closed, and there was no one inside.

Liu Chuankui said: "The county will develop this place into a tourist resort at the annual meeting. Ha ha, I'm not optimistic about the time when I didn't travel in the past. No one knows what a tourist resort is. Now it is starting to start tourism. Almost every village is building a tourist resort. Among other things, from Shang When there were more than 40 farmhouses in large and small resorts, I thought it was a good thing, but now I see that the money has been earned, but the family business left to us by our ancestors has been ruined. Every time I see so many houses built on a good hillside, I am so angry that I want to scold my mother. When I see someone throwing garbage His mother would like to pick it up and stuff it into their mouths. Is there anyone who throws garbage on the ground as a guest?

From Liu Chuankui's complaints, we can know that although the progress of tourism development in Qingtai Mountain is not slow, it is very irregular in tourism management, which has caused a lot of drawbacks and defects. As a native of Qingtai Mountain, Liu Chuankui naturally feels heartbroken when he sees the current situation in front of him. At the beginning of the development of Qingtai Mountain, he was indeed ecstatic because of the economic effects brought about by tourism development, but after a short period of joy, he began to find that his homeland was constantly changing, and his home was being trampled on by some uncivilized tourists. Liu Chuankui's sadness and anger represented some of the old people Nowadays, young people rarely think like this.

Liu Chuankui talked about his son Liu Dazhu. Liu Dazhu made a small fortune by opening a mutton restaurant in Jiangcheng. Now he has also returned to Qingtai Mountain to open a farmhouse. Because of his good cooking skills, now he has withered the brand of Liu's whole sheep banquet. The business is booming, and it has become a Speaking of his son, Liu Chuankui couldn't help scolding, "This bastard is rich now. He has to show off and doesn't pay attention to me."

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing. Liu Chuankui used to be the party secretary of Shangqinghe Village. When he was in office, his son Liu Dazhu was in awe of this father. Now that Liu Chuankui has retreated, Liu Dazhu is rich again. Naturally, he speaks more confidently than before.

Liu Chuankui looked at him and smiled at himself and said with a straight face, "Are you laughing?"

Zhang Daguan laughed and said, "Liu Zhishu, you can't accept the old. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward, and a new generation..." Liu Chuankui laughed and scolded, "Bullshit! I'm not old enough to move. I know you're pushing behind, but you can't really beat us old guys to death on the beach, can you?"

The two walked and chatted. When they came to the Zixia Temple, it was already dusk. The sunset dyed the whole Qingyunyu with golden light, and the newly repaired Zixia Temple looked brilliant. Through the Zixia Temple, of course, they were going to visit the old Taoist priest Li Xinyi. The two walked into Tong said that Li Xinyi was sick.

Zhang Yang followed the Taoist boy to the backyard and smelled a strong smell of herbs in the kitchen. Zhang Yang knew that Li Xinyi also knew some medical skills. These herbs must have been his own prescriptions.

The Taoist boy led them to Li Xinyi's room and knocked on the door. It was Chen Chongshan who came to open the door. He heard that his old friend was sick. He had been taking care of him in Zixiaguan for the past two days. Before Zhang Yang came, he was persuading Li Xinyi to go down the mountain to Seeing Zhang Yang, Chen Chongshan was really surprised and happy. He still had a deep understanding of Zhang Yang's medical skills. He said excitedly, "It would be great if you came!"

Zhang Yang didn't have time to greet Chen Chongshan. When he came to the head of the bed, he saw Li Xinyi lying in **, his face like gold paper. After not seeing him for a while, he lost a lot of weight.

Li Xinyi is optimistic by nature. Although he is seriously ill, he can still laugh: "Zhang Yanglai"... Old man Chen, let's quickly prepare wine and vegetables. Let's have a good drink in the evening "...

Chen Chongshan smiled and said, "You still drink, you don't want this life?"

Zhang Yang had long known that Li Xinyi was An Zhiyuan's half-brother, An Yuchen's uncle, that is, his uncle. Seeing that he was so seriously ill, he couldn't help but be a little worried. He came to the bedside and sat down, grabbed Li Xinyi's pulse to diagnose his pulse. After a while He whispered, "What medicine did you take?"

Li Xinyi told Zhang Yang about his prescription for dispensing medicine. He sighed, "When I was old, I went to the back mountain to practice that day. I suffered a little cold, and it turned out to be like this. The wind and evil invaded!"

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "Taoist priest, you are not an evil invasion, you are a sign of poisoning."

Li Xinyi said, "Do you like it? I was not bitten by any poison. I usually eat with a few little Taoist priests. If I am poisoned, how can they be all right?

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said, "Wine, are you the only one who drinks?"

Li Xinyi said, "The wine will be fine. I made it myself. I have been drinking it for decades, and it would have been poisoned long ago."

Zhang Yang asked a Taoist boy to bring Li Xinyi's usual wine. He observed the color of the wine and tasted it again, feeling that there should be no problem with the wine. Chen Chongshan followed, "He began to drink this half of the wine after he fell ill, and he had already drunk all the previous wine."

Zhang Yang said, "Where are the rest of the wine jars?"

The little Taoist priest said, "All of them have been sent back to the wine hole."

Zhang Yang said, "Where is the wine hole? Take me to have a look!" He still suspects that the problem is with the wine.

Follow the little Taoist priest to the wine cave behind the Zixia Temple. This is a north-facing cave, about ten meters from the ground. The stone wall is almost vertical, and there is a stone nest above. In this case, it is impossible for ordinary people to carry the wine jar into the wine cave. It has always been Li Xinyi himself. The little Fang's hole said, "It's right there!" He dared not go up in such a steep place.

Zhang Yang nodded. He climbed up the cliff. Although he did not use his light skills, Zhang Daguan's light body and ape-like climbing speed still amazed the little Taoist priest, feeling that Zhang Yang was more powerful than his master.