Kong Qun stepped forward and pointed to the receiving card, "I'm Kong Qun from Binjiang, may I ask the chief?"

"Mr. Kong, the poor Dao Xuquan is polite. The old man said politely.

"It turned out to be the head of the Xuquan Dao, fortunately. Kong Qun had some unnatural greetings.

Mai Xiaoji smiled, what age is it still poor, do you feel like crossing over? Xuquan Dao Chang led the way ahead, and when he came to his car, Mai Xiaoji didn't think he was poor, and drove a sedan chair, a half-used, the most common model for taxi drivers.

After getting in the car, I felt that it was a sauna in general, even the seats were hot, and the chief of Xuquan Road just lowered the window and did not turn on the air conditioner.

Kong Qun and Mai Xiaoji were both hot like washes, but the Xuquan Daoist wearing a Taoist robe did not see a drop of sweat, and this person still had some cultivation.

"The poor road has been in the Baoquan Temple for decades, and the Taoist temple is named after the spring that sometimes has water and sometimes no water. Poor Dao was picked up by the master when he was young, and when the master passed away from his old man, he took over the Baoquan Temple. On the way, Xuquan Daoist and the two of them chatted.

"Since you are the Taoist leader, why bother to pick up the plane in person, just let the apprentice come. Kong Qun chatted.

Alas, Xuquan Dao Chang sighed, "Originally, there were still six or seven apprentices in the temple, and they have all left one after another over the years, leaving only two small ones, who still need me to take care of them." ”

Taoism is in a recession!

"Dao Chief, what are your disciples doing now?" Mai Xiaoji asked curiously.

"Work to make money, marry a wife and have children!" Xuquan Daoist sighed again, "Several of them are orphans I picked up, and when they grow up, they will also be sent to school to study, none of them are successful, but they can recognize some words." The Taoist temple is in disrepair and needs to be repaired, but they are rich and don't pay for it, and they don't make efforts for it, but when they can't get by, they often come to ask for money. Although I was angry, I couldn't bear it, and I always gave some money away. ”

A very caring Taoist who deserves respect, Mai Xiaoji asked again: "How about the incense in Guanli?"

"A year is not as good as a year. ”

Mai Xiaoji asked some other questions, and Kong Qun nodded at him meaningfully, knowing more about the other party's situation is also an auxiliary means to judge the authenticity of the collection.

For example, the car driven by Xuquan Daochang has been in the past seven or eight years, in the past few years, Taoist priests are still very fashionable to drive, these years the apprentices have gone down the mountain to make a living, the income of the Taoist temple has declined, and the quality of life has also declined, so I thought of selling paintings.

Baoquanguan, the location is very remote, it took an hour and 50 minutes to drive to the foot of a mountain, and drove along the mountain road for more than ten minutes, and then came to the front.

It covers a large area, you can learn to drive in it, and the buildings built by the mountains also have a bit of momentum, and you can vaguely see the glory of the past.

Hearing the sound of the car, the door of the Taoist temple was opened by two little Taoist children, and it was really very small, that is, six or seven years old.

Seeing the master come back, the two little Taoist children were quite happy, and the Xuquan Taoist put a bag of snacks in their hands and told them to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables and wash them before they could eat.

After that, Xuquan Taoist took Mai Xiaoji and Kong Qun to visit the Taoist temple, where the three Qings are enshrined, the statue is mottled and old, but it is spotlessly clean.

The empty spring, Mai Xiaoji also went to see, and there was also a pond rockery built around it, so you can imagine that when there is a spring water gushing out, the scenery is also very interesting.

Half an hour later, the meal was ready, with chai rice, green vegetable dipping sauce and pickled pickles, plus a large glass of home-brewed fruit wine per person. Mai Xiaoji and Kong Qun are hungry, and they are not picky eaters, besides, the Taoist temple is full of young and old, so it is good to be full.

"This Baoquan Temple is actually no worse than those well-known Taoist temples in China, and it has a history of thousands of years. During the turmoil, it was not destroyed by several turmoil, and it must have been blessed by the gods. "Xuquan Daoist said a lot of legends about Baoquan Temple, but Mai Xiaoji and Kong Qun were not interested, and listened to the left ear and the right ear bubbled up.

Halfway through the meal, he finally got to the point, "Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, once came here, when the spring water gushed out, the balls fell jade, Li Yu loved it very much, and he stayed here for ten days and refused to leave, no matter who persuaded him, he didn't listen." On the twelfth day, the spring water was hidden, the pool dried up, Li Yu exclaimed wonderfully, and when he parted, he gave countless gold cloths, and left an improvised painting, which was "Spring Water Silent". Since then, the painting has been preserved and handed down by the ancestors. ”

Xuquan Daoist was very engaged in telling the story, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, as a bystander, just listen, Mai Xiaoji asked: "Dao Chief, since the painting is very precious, why do you want to sell it?"

"Growing fruits and vegetables in the view can ensure self-sufficiency, and the incense money is not much, but it is enough to make a living. But the times are different, and there are a few people who devote themselves to cultivation, and my two apprentices, who are greedy and willful, will go down the mountain and leave sooner or later. Reading, reading, marrying a wife and having children all require a lot of money to support. Daoist Xuquan shook his head and said.

The reason was quite abundant, but until the dishes and chopsticks were put away and another cup of hot tea was drunk, the Xuquan Taoist did not take out the painting. Of course, Kong Qun will not pay money first based on a few stories, and he must see the paintings.

Mai Xiaoji pretended to go to Xiaojie, walked to a secluded place and took out his Golden Circle mobile phone, searched, Li Yu, and soon found it. The avatar is the back of a young man, with long hair and white clothes, and he is very lonely and fairy. Notes, Great Artist.

The range of artists is wide, Li Yu also has a big artist, he dares to write like this, which shows that he is a versatile person, not only poetry, but also painting, calligraphy, music and other fields, have high attainments.

Apply to add friends, Mai Xiaoji's verification request is, I like your poems very much!

Soon, Li Yu passed, and Mai Xiaoji relieved himself and went back to continue drinking tea, but he still didn't see Xuquan Daoist take out the painting.

"Dao Chief, we have come all the way for this painting. Always show us the picture and what your mental expectation price is. "The fruit wine has a lot of stamina, and Mai Xiaoji is sleepy, so he said it directly.

"Hehe, this painting is from the hands of the monarch, it is stained with nobility, and it is carefully protected by the ancestors in the view, and it needs to be auspicious to take it out. Xuquan Daoist said.

"It is said that it takes an auspicious day for the zodiac to get married, so do you have to look at a painting?" asked McXiaoji.

"If it's an ordinary painting painted by an ordinary person, it doesn't matter when you look forward. Xuquan Dao Chang said with a smile.

"The Taoist has been practicing for so many years, and he hasn't gotten rid of his discriminating mind?" Mai Xiaoji was half joking and half excited.

Xuquan Daoist was not fooled, he just laughed, filled a cup of tea for Kong Qun, and talked about the miracles of the past of Baoquanguan.

Kong Qun was obviously helpless, Xuquan Dao Chang turned a blind eye, and Mai Xiaoji yawned and was bored in the house, so he went out to see the scenery again.

When I went out, a cold wind blew, and I shivered.

The temperature in the urban area of Guixi City today is around 40 degrees, which makes Mai Xiaoji from the north very uncomfortable, and he feels like a fire everywhere. The Taoist temple is a good place to cool off from the heat, and it is still a little cold here.

I turned around, and all the ten photos taken through today were used up, and I didn't find where Li Yu's painting was hidden, but two of them were taken at the level of a photographer.

The mountains are deep, quiet and solemn, and there are a few white clouds as a distant background, and there is also the illusion of being a fairy.

Send it to Mai Daoist to see it, and ask him if there is a Taoist temple in the place where he lives.