Yang Jing took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two, and handed one to the old man. He had just seen the old man smoking a dry pipe, so he knew that the old man was a smoker.

The old man took it with a smile, glanced at the cigarette label under the cigarette holder, and said in surprise: "Oh, it's Golden Leaf! This is a good cigarette, one hundred yuan a box?"

Yang Jing nodded, and the old man happily took out a disposable lighter and lit the cigarette, then took a deep puff and said, "Ah, it tastes very mellow, but it's not strong."

Yang Jing said with a smile: "Old man, you smoke dry tobacco. This cigarette is not as strong as your dry tobacco."

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yang Jing also took a puff of his cigarette, and then asked, "Old man, since you are so familiar with this area, let me ask you about a place. Do you know it?"

"Well, as long as it's around here, there's nothing I don't know."

"Well, old man, I want to ask you, do you know that there is a Taoist temple called Yuecheng Temple nearby?"

"Yuecheng Temple?" The old man frowned, thought for a long time, and then shook his head and said, "I have no impression. My friend, are you sure that the Taoist temple is called this name?"

"Yes, that's the name."

"That's not right. Including those submerged in water, there are a total of 17 Taoist temples within a hundred miles of this area. I've been to all of them, but I've never heard of a Taoist temple called Yuecheng Temple."

When Yang Jing heard that the old man had even listed the number of Taoist temples within a hundred miles, he knew that the old man was indeed correct. "Old man, this Yuecheng Temple is an old name. I saw it in an ancient book. During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, that Taoist temple was called Yuecheng Temple."

"Hiss, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms? That must be more than a thousand years ago. There must be thousand-year-old Taoist temples in Luoyang in the south or deep in Wangwu Mountain in the north, but nearby..." The old man shook his head, "There are no Taoist temples around here that have been passed down for that long. As for what's under the water, I don't remember it. After all, this reservoir has been filled with water for more than 20 years, and I can't remember some of the old things."

"Well then," Yang Jing said somewhat disappointedly. In fact, Yang Jing had no hope of getting any clues about Yuecheng Temple. From the painting, it can be seen that the Yuecheng Temple at that time was not a big Taoist temple, nor was it a large Taoist temple in Luoyang City or in famous Taoist mountains such as Zhongnan Mountain and Wangwu Mountain. It is difficult for a Taoist temple of this scale to maintain its thousand-year heritage.

At this time, the sun in the east had already jumped above the horizon. Because of the sunlight, the thin mist covering the lake surface had begun to dissipate quickly, and it looked like a good day again.

"Grandpa, that's it. The sun is out, and I'm going to take pictures at the same place where you were just now. Grandpa, thank you for this carp crutch." Then, Yang Jing waved to the old man and the young boy, twisted the accelerator on the handle, and was about to speed up and leave here.

The boy smiled and waved, saying "Goodbye, uncle." The old man just waved his hand without saying anything, but his frown showed that he seemed to be thinking about something.

Yang Jing adjusted the bow of the boat and was about to speed up when he heard the old man behind him yelling, "Hey, wait a minute!"

The old man has a loud voice, and the sound of the engine cannot drown out his voice.

Yang Jing released the accelerator handle in his hand and turned back to look at the old man in confusion.

The old man shook his fist twice, and after he approached Yang Jing, he said, "My boy, I just thought about it, and I vaguely remember that there seemed to be a Taoist temple with a long history next to the former Songjia Village. However, when we destroyed the four olds, the Taoist temple was smashed and the Taoist priests inside were driven away. Later, the Taoist temple remained empty for several years until after the reform and opening up. A few Taoist priests came to the Taoist temple and reopened it. However, when the reservoir was filled with water, the Taoist temple and Songjia Village were all under the water, so the Taoist temple was moved again."

After a pause, the old man said with certainty: "Before Songjia Village and the Taoist temple were flooded, they were in the area where you can see the Sixteen Peaks of the Dark Eyebrows that I just showed you."