After climbing the mountain tediously for an hour, everyone seemed a little tired. Seeing that the mountain road finally turned into the shade of a tree, Lin Hui and Feng Jinhua's steps became more and more unsteady. Although Feng Shui Zhou had an unhappy look on his face,

But they still had to take care of the emotions of the large army, and had to let Boss Mi control the speed of the leading horse. Finally, amid the screams of Lin Hui and others, the team finally stopped in front of a ruined temple backed by a mountain stream and surrounded by green pines.

After we came down, Boss Mi said that this abandoned ruined temple was called Inspiration Temple. According to his father-in-law, it was very popular before liberation. Even many Miao people in the Miao village who had been possessed by evil spirits were attracted to come here to worship. However,

Later, I got rid of the Four Olds and smashed the Guanyin statue. It is said that it is no longer as effective as before... When I heard this, I rolled my eyes and winked at me. On the pretext of making excuses, I asked me to go around to the back of the temple and climb over the ruins.

Entering the temple. Of course I knew that he wanted to go into the temple while everyone was still listening to Rice Boss Balabala to see if there were any statues of the Eighteen Arhats, and then go back privately and take them to the antique market to fool the rich.

The wooden door of the wing room had long been broken. We walked around the main hall several times, but found nothing except spider webs and old dust on our faces. We complained about our bad luck, and I was a little disappointed, so I went there without giving up.

After walking around the broken Guanyin statue, I still found nothing. Think about it, it’s normal. No one has taken care of it for decades, so it’s strange that good things are still here.

Just as I was about to leave, I was staggered by an upturned blue brick, and the pathfinder flashlight in my hand rolled to the side. I walked to the flashlight and was about to pick it up, when I suddenly found that the angle of the flashlight's focus was just right.

The ancient mural behind the Guanyin statue was illuminated. This kind of mural in ancient temples, Axia said, is often designed and painted using special depth-of-field painting techniques, which can make the Buddha statue outside the painting blend into the background from different angles.

, is somewhat similar to the imaging technique used to watch 3D movies now, and combined with the clever eyeball painting method on the Buddha statue, it can make the faithful men and women kneel down at any angle in the temple and feel that the immortals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are looking at them lovingly, which can effectively

It inspires the faith of believers. However, the wonderful thing about this mural is that when you first illuminate the mural from the front after entering the door, you can see that it is just an ordinary picture of Guanyin subduing demons. The evil ghost at the bottom of the mural is the common Yaksha.

Rakshasa and the like; however, from the angle I was standing at this time, the face of the black-faced Rakshasa ghost on the mural seemed blurred, and the black hair on the ghost's head looked like a coiled line.

The black ball, looking at the magic weapon in the Rakshasa's hand before, turned into a bloody mouth. The more I looked at it, the more it looked like a heavenly dog ​​that wanted to swallow the bright moon above it! My heart trembled, this giant mouth with a body,

Isn’t the black dog with colorful stripes exactly the legendary Panhu?!

When Er Er saw me standing there for a long time, he thought I was possessed by an evil spirit. He threw a small stone at me from a distance in fear and urged me to leave. While I shouted to him to wait, I couldn't help but take out my phone and reach out to take a picture of this weird thing.

painting scene.

After leaving the main hall, Er Er and I walked directly out of the dilapidated main entrance. Everyone was resting in the shade of the pine forest. I found Axia and showed her the photo. She was also surprised and quickly showed the photo to Gao Maocai next to her.

The senior deputy studied it for a long time, and I was expecting him to give a more professional answer. Unexpectedly, this guy actually said: Let's listen to the opinions of experts.

Axia and I had to take our phones to Feng Shui Zhou and Uncle Dachuan for identification. Feng Shui Zhou was noncommittal and didn't seem to be very interested. Uncle Dachuan was very motivated and insisted that I lead the way to see the real thing. I nodded in agreement. Axia was very happy.

, smiled at me full of admiration, and followed me briskly. He just wanted to take a rest, and just sat down to warm his buttocks, but he had to follow us back to the main hall. Feng Jinhua just happened to relieve himself and came back to see Axia.

Feeling happy, I quickly came over to join in the fun.

After entering the main hall, I adjusted the focus of my flashlight and tried to find the angle and position just now. Suddenly I remembered the blue brick that almost tripped me, and I quickly shouted to tell everyone to be careful. Before I finished speaking, I just heard an "ouch".

The careless Feng Jinhua had already been beaten to the ground. He was probably too unprepared and landed face first on the ground. The old blue bricks on the ground were extremely hard. The pampered Feng Jinhua suddenly fell down and his mouth was covered with blood, and his rimmed glasses rolled away.

He fell aside. Feng Jinhua had never suffered such a loss in his life. He grabbed his glasses and twitched his nose. He tried to hold back the tears, but he had no place to vent his anger. He turned around and went to find his brother-in-law Gao Maocai. When I saw this, I still

He added to Axia and Uncle Dachuan: Be careful with the protruding bricks. The two nodded, and Uncle Dachuan happened to be next to them. He leaned over and knocked the bricks with his carpenter hammer. His eyes were shining, and he followed

We introduced: These are good bricks. They are fired with a single fire and can solidify the soil. It seems that this temple is not simple. As we said that, we carefully pried up the green bricks and used the tip of the pick on the other end of the hammer to bring out some bricks.

After smelling the black soil under the bricks, he frowned and muttered: Guanyin soil was mixed in the cracks of the bricks, which is a bit old. As he said that, he laid the green bricks flatly. I asked Axia if I could tell what the temple was like.

Which dynasty does the architectural style belong to? Axia said, it’s hard to say, it’s as far back as the Tang Dynasty, but there are many opportunities for renovation of this kind of temple. When I heard it, it was far beyond my scope of identification, so I didn’t continue to ask further. It happened to be

After finding the angle just now, I called Uncle Dachuan and Axia to take a look. The two of them gathered around me and saw that they were just like what I told them. The three of them were marveling at it, and Axia suddenly became thoughtful and put on her digging gloves.

She reached out and touched the dusty mural, then returned to us, turned on her flashlight, looked at my position, moved in an arc, adjusted the distance, and then happily asked us to do the same thing with her.

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Oh my god! I followed Axia's route, starting from the leftmost column at the level of the Buddha statue in the main hall, moving in an arc to the right column. When I used my flashlight to continuously illuminate the mural, I actually saw a gradually changing

Changes, narrative murals with coherent content! I tried it twice with my ears, but still couldn’t figure it out. I asked Axia to explain it clearly. Axia suppressed her excitement, directly raised her phone, and followed the same route as before, focusing on the smashed head and body.

of the Buddha statue, take a photo of the mural every few steps, all the way to the pillar on the right, then take the phone to Er Er, and let him look at it in the order of shooting, like a slide show. Er Er just saw three or four pictures, and

With a "wow" sound, he jumped up in surprise.

The content of this mural roughly tells a story: Five-colored stones bathed in moonlight bloomed with brilliance, giving birth to a curled-up Tengu. The Tengu woke up, stretched out its limbs gathered in the clouds and mist, and invigorated its body as black as a mountain.

He showed off his brutality and killed the panic-stricken ancestors around him. Later, the ancestors became afraid, and after a while they found people to eat and sacrifice to the Tengu. Unexpectedly, the Tengu was so greedy that he raised his head and drooled, trying to devour the wheel in the center of the mural.

Under the bright full moon, I saw that under the full moon, the Baolian, which was originally a bone flower, turned into a statue of Guanyin sitting cross-legged, riding impartially on the ferocious Tengu - this is what I saw when I entered the front of the hall.

Scene, if the Buddha statue is intact at this time, it should coincide with the image of Guanyin in the background of the mural. Then, the Buddha and the monster confront each other, and the full moon turns into three flowers on the top of Guanyin, rising like the Pleiades sun, helping the Bodhisattva to reveal his Dharma form, and the Tengu gradually

With a look of fear, Guanyin finally surrendered the Tengu and stretched out his hand to transform. The Tengu rolled to the ground and turned into a human form. He held the lotus left by the escaped Bodhisattva and converted to Buddhism. Finally, many ancestors offered sacrifices.

Worshiping the tengu in the shape of a big black ladybug, the narrative of the mural ends here.

I sighed for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how to achieve such an exquisite and complicated design. Uncle Okawa had already imitated Axia, borrowed her digging gloves, and carefully touched the faded mural. Not long after, he told me

For us, this is probably relief painting, which is a painting technique lost in the Han and Tang Dynasties. It combines the exquisiteness of relief and the principle of perspective, and can skillfully use colors and the light and shadow of sculptures to make a seemingly ordinary crimson mural ""

"It looks like a ridge when viewed horizontally and a peak when viewed from the other side." It looks different when you look at it from left to right. To use an inappropriate analogy, it is a masterpiece that combines the artistic conception of Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes murals, the modeling value of Han and Tang relief sculptures, and the Japanese Ukiyo-e style skills. One ear

Hearing this, he blurted out: "Damn, if this mural is shipped out, can't it be sold at a sky-high price?" He then greedily picked up half a broken brick and wanted to go over and knock it, but as soon as he walked in front of the mural, before he could reach out, he was frowned upon.

Axia glared back angrily, and stood back to me as if nothing had happened. Uncle Dachuan smiled when he saw this, and looked at the mural again. He also followed Axia's example and took more detailed photos with his mobile phone. He looked at his watch and took a look at the mural.

We all walked out of the main hall and out of the temple gate. At the door, Feng Jinhua and Liang Hu, who were covering their mouths with handkerchiefs, were already a little impatient. When they saw us coming out from a distance and carrying our luggage, they urged Boss Mi to get up and continue on his way.

The four of us were speechless. We each picked up our own backpacks and joined the group at the end.

After thinking about it, Axia decided to report the matter to Gao Maocai and try to spare some time for more inspections, so she hurried forward. She had just walked not far when she heard a roar behind her. I turned around and saw that just now

The ruined temple has been shrouded in a burst of flying ash.

When the dust settled, the main hall where we had just stopped to study the murals had been razed to the ground. I was secretly glad that I just happened to walk out. Axia and Uncle Dachuan both had expressions of regret on their faces.

Looking at his ears, his brows were twisted into a horoscope, and his expression was even uglier than that of his dead father. Even if he didn’t say anything, I could read his inner monologue at this moment: Yes! I climbed to the sky in one step, became famous, married Bai Fumei, and reached the pinnacle of life.

The opportunity, just like that, just gone...

After a while, Uncle Dachuan greeted us and started walking. He smiled and patted Axia on the shoulder, comforting her and saying that at least we had taken photos for future study, so it was a worthwhile trip. He said that we should start first and leave.
Chapter completed!