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Chapter 215 The Treasure of Zhenshan

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    Early the next morning, the father and son rushed to Wuxiu Reservoir.

    Seen from a distance, the Wuxiu Reservoir with a broken dam is dilapidated and desolate like an old garment that has been torn.  Deep in the reservoir, there is still a puddle of water, like a piece of jasper, inlaid among the mountains.

    The mud at the bottom of the reservoir has been cracked, and the widest part can almost accommodate the sole of a foot.

    The reservoir staff knew Xu Yishan, and when they saw him coming, they shook their heads and sighed, "Xiao Xu, does your heart ache?"

    Of course Xu Yishan was heartbroken.

    Since childhood, Xu Yishan has often come to the reservoir to play.  He likes the Wuxiu Reservoir on a sunny day, which is as moist as jade, and prefers the water vapor in the reservoir on a rainy day.

    This reservoir, which took hundreds of thousands of people to build in seven years, can be regarded as a miracle of human engineering.  After all, there were no mechanical tools at all at that time, and all the engineering was carried out with a pair of hands and a pair of shoulders.

    In the water conservancy projects in Maoshan County, Wuxiu Reservoir has an irreplaceable role.

    After the reservoir was built, it undertook nearly half of the county's irrigation tasks.  The drought and no harvest situation in Maoshan County ended.

    It not only bears the task of satisfying people's harvest, but also is a beautiful pearl hidden in the mountains.

    Regrettably, a heavy rain and a small crustal movement destroyed this reservoir that everyone thought was impenetrable.  There was no water left in front of him, and the black mud dried up in the sun, like a chapped old man's face, expressing the sadness he had encountered.

    Xu Yishan asked: "What are your plans now?"

    The administrator smiled wryly and said: "What plans can we have? We have made several reports to the county, asking for the repair of the dam. But there is no movement in the county, not at all."

    The reservoir management personnel and Xu Yishan used to be members of the same system. Most of them were locals, and they had been guarding the reservoir dam almost all their lives.

    Xu Yishan has been to Wuxiu Reservoir countless times, and every time he comes, he will stay here for a day or two.  Even if he didn't do anything, just sitting on the concrete pier of the reservoir dam, looking at the towering mountains deep in the reservoir, his heart would be filled with a kind of tranquility.

    "I heard that the county is planning to abandon the reservoir." The administrator smiled sadly and said, "It won't be long, we should all evacuate."

    Xu Yishan was taken aback, and asked: "Who did you listen to? The county probably won't give up on the restoration, right?"

    Giving up on Wuxiu Reservoir will have obvious direct consequences.  It is the birthplace of the Hong River. The clear springs on Wuxiu Mountain and mountain springs flowing from thousands of peaks and valleys will form a never-drying river after they converge into the reservoir.

    There is no dam in the reservoir, and it is difficult to keep the remaining water.  From then on, the Hong River will stop flowing.

    Second, due to the lack of storage capacity management of Wuxiu Reservoir, when the sky floods, mountain torrents will rage unimpeded.  When there is a drought, there must be a tragic scene of thousands of miles in the wild.

    "There is no money in the county." The administrator spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "Now it is no different from the past. The days of mobilizing the masses to volunteer to repair the reservoir will never be realized."

    "If you don't have money, you have to find a way to repair it." Xu Yishan frowned and said: "The difficulties are temporary, if you overcome them, they will be over. If you don't overcome them, there will be endless troubles."

    The administrator joked: "Xiao Xu, you are now a cadre and a leader. You have to speak up. What you say is much more useful than us little bastards. To be honest, this is the first time I heard that you have to give up.  Wuxiu Reservoir, to tell you the truth, I cried all night."

    After chatting with the administrator for a while, Xu Yishan's heart became heavier the more we chatted.

    It was the first time he heard that the county would give up repairing the Wuxiu Reservoir. However, since the reservoir collapsed, he had never heard anything about the Wuxiu Reservoir being mentioned.

    The administrator said that he was already a cadre and a leader, not mocking him.

    But only he himself understands that he, the deputy mayor of Hongshan Town, has no qualifications to speak in Maoshan County, let alone such a major matter as the restoration of the reservoir.

    A Hongqiao has already made him burnt out.  He began to feel how difficult it is to do a practical thing.

    "I heard that all the bells and drums on the mountain have been taken away?" Xu Yishan pointed to Wuxiu Mountain and asked the administrator.

    The administrator gave him a flustered look, but said nothing.

    When Xu Yishan saw the look in his eyes, he felt confident, at least he knew where Zhonggu was.

    "Who took the bells and drums away?" Xu Yishan asked in a low voice, "The bells and drums have a history of hundreds of years on Wuxiu Mountain, and they are cultural relics. Who is so bold to steal these cultural relics?  Don't you know?"

    The administrator became more and more flustered and dodged.With sharp eyes, Yishan said in a low voice: "I don't know, don't ask me."

    Xu Yishan smiled and said: "You are the administrator, and everything here is under your control. If I don't ask you, who will I ask?"

    The administrator blushed, and said in a louder voice: "You are a good leader, but you can't control me. If you ask me, I will just say a word, I don't know."

    Xu Bajiao watched his son arguing with the administrator, and quickly dragged his son aside and said, "Don't you dare to speak without seeing him?"

    Xu Yishan was very depressed when he couldn't find out who took the bell and drum.

    He told the administrator that he was going to Wuxiu Mountain to have a look.

    The administrator stopped him and said: "Xiao Xu, you'd better not go. Anyway, there is nothing here. Let me tell you, since the bells and drums stopped ringing, all the chickens and ducks raised by the farmers around the reservoir have died.  Absolutely. Even the pigs can¡¯t be kept alive now. What a ghost.¡±

    Xu Yishan said with a wry smile: "You have lost all the treasures of Zhenshan, can you produce a vision?"

    The administrator smiled, "Xiao Xu, you are a cadre, do you believe this too?"

    One sentence blocked Xu Yishan from knowing what to say.

    Thinking of the legend, combined with the facts told by the administrator, Xu Yishan had no choice but to believe that the bells and drums on Wuxiu Mountain were really a little mysterious.

    Under his insistence, the administrator did not stop him and his father Xu from going up Wuxiu Mountain barefoot.

    Strictly speaking, Wuxiu Mountain is not a mountain.  It is a continuous mountain range.

    If you look down, you will find that the Wuxiu Mountains are like a giant dragon crawling on the ground.  The whole dragon seems to be entrenched, just surrounding the Wuxiu Reservoir.

    According to legend, when the Wuxiu Reservoir was built, it was necessary to cut off a mountain bag that looked like a dragon's claw.  When people were digging a mountain bag, they found a stream of bright red blood flowing out of the ground, which is said to be a dragon claw that was dug out.

    Wuxiu Mountain is the highest peak in the entire mountain range, and it is also the highest mountain in Maoshan.

    The foot of the mountain was cut into an ellipsoid, which isolated Wuxiu Peak.  After the reservoir is filled with water, Wuxiu Mountain becomes like an isolated island independent of the water. It is no longer convenient for idlers to go up the mountain.

    Xu Yishan was in front, followed by Xu Chijiao.  The father and son got off the base of Kudi, looking at Wuxiu Mountain and marching.

    After walking for a while, Xu Chijiao called to his son and said, "Yishan, I feel something is wrong. Tell me, have these bells and drums been stolen and sold by these people?"

    Xu Yishan shook his head and said, "They don't have the guts."

    Xu Bajiao glared at his son, "You don't know that people are more courageous than the sky in front of money."

    Xu came to Wuxiu Mountain barefoot, and when he saw that there was nothing in Wuxiu Temple, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

    "You don't care about this matter." Xu Chijiao told his son: "Don't get into trouble."

    Xu Yishan didn't say anything, he wanted to witness everything in Wuxiu Temple with his own eyes before speaking.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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