Chapter 420: Return to Qinglong Mountain
The resignation was rejected, and this major general had to reluctantly continue to be in office, anyway, it was an idle position, and the official affairs were almost handled, after all, his main business was still in basketball, so he found a reason casually, and Yi Yang's short vacation was still approved. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
These days can make him depressed enough, not only the Japanese royal family is quite concerned about the relationship between Yi Yang and Yoshiko, but the Wilson president of the United States also called a private phone and began to ask the teacher.
Compared with the side attacks of the Japanese imperial family, Avril's father is like the powerful United States, his language is quite sharp and direct, and he is eager to transfer Uncle Sam's army to recruit this negative person.
The weather in September is in the north, slightly cold in the morning and evening, and it is still quite hot at noon.
"Yoshiko, I once had a very beautiful dream that took you back to my hometown, but it was spring, the season of cherry blossoms. There is a big difference between reality and dreams, just like me now, alas! ”
After three years, the pure guy has become a mature man, and the once daring and sworn has also changed to judge the situation and can't help himself.
"Yi Yangjun, please stop blaming yourself, it's not your fault. Love... Love is an inexplicable thing, and if my father hadn't interfered with us at the beginning, the ending might not have been like this. Do you say yes? ”
The Japanese girl is gentle and considerate, and she actually washed away such a ridiculous affair for Yi Yang like an innocent child! It's not my fault, then whose fault is it? It's obviously his own impulse, he didn't control his little brother, and he brought endless troubles to everyone, and this pot shouldn't be carried by Jiazi.
"I'm sorry, Yoshiko. Thank you, but I know that I am no longer the flawless teenager I am, and I have failed to live up to your trust in me, and Aoxue, I am really ashamed and sorry to think about it. You should find a man to love, I ......"
"Is Yi Yangjun going to take Jiazi back to Danjiang this time? Can I pay homage to my aunt? She's a great mother, please! ”
Jiazi leaned over, and the topic shifted to make the young man feel ashamed, if her mother had a spirit in the sky, what would she think?
"Let's go visit my master, Wolong Sanren, who is a very kind Taoist priest, and then go back to Danjiang. By the way, I'll show you the place where my brother and I lived when we were kids, and you have to be prepared for it, it's a very simple place. ”
"Mr. Yi's home is very distinctive, and it can be said to be a good place for re-education, I have been there."
On this trip, Xiao Yanyan, who was already qualified as the Minister of Information of the Brother Group, had to follow him in the name of collecting style, saying that it was the explanation of the star master to do some necessary basic work for the Yi Yang documentary that was about to be directed.
This "Chinese milk god" has great powers, and his connections in the field of journalism at home and abroad are very good, and with such an excuse, he set up a material collection team with several staff members.
The father-in-law is old and can't afford to travel long distances, how dare Yi Yang refuse his old man's words.
Qinglong Mountain is still the same Qinglong Mountain, but Panlong Temple is no longer Panlong Temple, the road has been repaired, and the parking lot under the mountain has more than doubled, filled with vehicles driven by tourists and believers from all over the country.
There is not only a toll station built around the temple, but also supermarkets, warehouses, hotels, restaurants, and even incense, candles, and paper stores, and many Taoist priests who are difficult to distinguish between true and false are also mixed in.
It seems that this isolated place has also been contaminated by the secular world. Where there are interests, there is an economic ecology that matches them, and the hustle and bustle is profitable.
"Miss Yan, you take the film crew into the view, I'm going to go to the mountain, Master doesn't like people, and then we will meet at the bottom of the mountain." Rejecting Xiao Liuyan's repeated pleas, Yi Yang slipped into the trail and walked away.
The forest path up the mountain is also paved with bluestone steps, the wooden door is replaced by an antique courtyard door, and the ancient style is matched with natural boulders, but it also has a unique artistic conception.
Take a closer look, there is a gold plaque on a black background under the lintel of the eaves, with two big words "Birth" written on it, and a set of cameras on the door, which is Lao Yan's masterpiece and arranged by himself.
Walking to the door, the gate automatically wanted to move on both sides, and the two palace gates that seemed to be full of ancient meaning cleverly combined modern technology together.
Well, the old man doesn't have to pinch his fingers all day long, and how can his original broken wooden door stop the fanatical tourists who come to hunt for curiosity.
"Wuchen, you are not tempered in the world, why did you run back to the poor road?"
I'll go, dare to love this and install a talkie? Yan Shuxiang can really figure it out, modern technology is much more real than Oriental mysticism.
"Master, isn't the disciple missing your old man, come back to see, and the apprentice will go up the mountain." Yi Yang took Jiazi and crossed the palace gate and climbed Qinglong Mountain step by step.
Sansonglu is no longer a low mud and straw house, the blue bricks and bright tiles are also equipped with brand-name air conditioners, and the indoor windows are bright and clean, simple and elegant. Against the backdrop of clouds and mist, the mountains are steep, and there is something otherworldly about it.
"Wuchen participates in Master, this is a disciple's friend, from the Japanese royal family, named Yoshiko." After Yi Yang respectfully introduced it, he gave Master Wolong a standard Taoist greeting gift.
"You kid have added to the old way, look at what has become of this Qinglong Mountain. The government is just charging for road repairs, and businesses around the country are also moved, if it weren't for the inorganic ability to keep the persistence in their hearts, Panlongguan would have already become a dojo in name only. ”
"Miss Jiazi, don't think about it, I'm just angry with this criminal, although this kid is flamboyant, his heart is not bad."
"Dust-free! You promote Shenlong Taiji, Lao Dao has no opinion, everywhere to promote Lao Qu's Tao number, what is your intention? When I went down the mountain, I repeatedly told me not to mention the status of master and apprentice, have you forgotten? It caused my old man to hide in Sansonglu all day long, and he no longer had the purity of the past. ”
"Master's blame is that I didn't want our Panlong Temple to flourish in the first place! You're getting older, and I'm not here to do my filial piety. Who knows that good intentions have done bad things, and I hope that the master will punish them! ”
This thing is really not done safely, Yi Yang didn't expect that he would have such a great influence and appeal, but at least your old man doesn't have to move to Guanli every year to go to Wodong!
"Sin! Alas! That's it, this is also the calamity that Lao Dao should have in this life, I won't worry about you, let's say, what's the matter with coming this time? Did you encounter a problem in the world, and you came here to find spiritual solace? ”