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"I haven't been to Henan and Shaanxi, but the scale of this Buddhist temple is not ......much different from those temples in Dunhuang."

Mengzi grew so big, and the farthest he had been to Dunhuang, and he couldn't answer Xiao Jia's words, but it was obvious that this dilapidated ancient temple also shocked him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Influenced by Dunhuang culture, Mengzi is also regarded as a Buddhist monk, he did not go straight up the stone steps like Zhuang Rui and others, but respectfully bowed down to the temple under the stone steps.

"The architectural specifications and form of this kind of temple are influenced by the culture of the Western Regions, and it seems that it was built at least in the Sui and Tang dynasties......"

Archaeology can be said to be a relatively wide range of disciplines, whether it is chemistry, museology, history or even architecture, you must be able to tell a thing or two, because Dr. Ren has not yet entered the temple, and he judged the age of this ancient temple from the appearance.

"Brother Mengzi, Brother Erdan, don't go in first, by the way, Xiao Yan, don't go in either, stay here with Zhongchuan......"

Zhuang Rui stood on the stone steps and carefully inspected the wood on the temple's big mén, he found that although it had been hundreds of years, the wood still did not decay, but it was only due to disrepair that the joints were broken, which caused the mountain mén to collapse.

However, what is the building inside, now Zhuang Rui has no way of knowing, first, he is afraid that the temple inside will not be able to withstand the collapse and hurt people, and secondly, he is also afraid that these people do not know the knowledge of cultural relics protection and destroy the cultural relics inside.

As for not letting Xiao Yan and the Japanese in, Zhuang Rui did it on purpose, he just wanted to see what the purpose of this Japanese came to the desert, and now that he has found the ancient temple, he must also show his fox tail, right?

"#%¥#a#......" Sure enough, after Yan Xiaowei translated Zhuang Rui's words, Zhongchuan shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Brother Zhuang, this little Japanese is clamoring to go in, he said that you are not law enforcement officers, nor are you the managers here, and you are not qualified to let him in......"

Yan Xiaowei didn't have a good impression of his employer, and he often used Xiao Nippon instead of Nakagawa's name when he translated, and now he felt a little impatient when he heard Nakagawa make this request.

Although this desert trip saw a mysterious and beautiful mirage and a strange-shaped poplar forest, it was worth the trip, but the scene of quicksand devouring camels also made Yan Xiaowei, a student who is not deeply involved in the world, feel a little afraid.

For the ancient temple complex with strong religious colors in front of him, he only had the fear of the unknown in his heart, and he did not have the slightest desire to go in and explore.

"Xiao Yan, you tell him that we are a national regular archaeological team that has been approved for the record, and we have the responsibility and the right to stop outsiders from destroying cultural relics......

Zhuang Rui sneered in his heart, he wanted to see if there was any excuse for this little Japan, if he insisted on entering this ancient temple ruins, it must be a ghost in his heart.

"Brother Zhuang, he said that his father was killed by an expedition, and he hopes to fulfill his father's will, enter this to take a look, and promise not to damage anything inside......"

Although Yan Xiaowei hated Zhongchuan, he still fulfilled his duty as a translator and translated Zhongchuan's words as they were.

Dr. Ren also felt the tiredness in it, and after thinking about it for a while, he gave Zhuang Rui a look and said, "Zhuang Rui, let him in, let's take a rough look first, and then I will urge the Dunhuang Cultural Relics Bureau to protect and ......excavate here."

"Okay, Xiao Yan, you tell Nakagawa to be careful not to damage the contents of the ......"

Zhuang Rui heard Dr. Ren's words, smiled bitterly and shook his head, his senior brother had been in the ivory tower for a long time, and he didn't understand the dangers of those cultural relics dealers.

Not to mention that this place has not yet been protected, even if the Ministry of Cultural Relics mén intervenes, those profit-seeking cultural relics dealers, driven by money, can hide the things inside the pirates, as for the ability of the Ministry of Cultural Relics, Zhuang Rui does not believe it in his heart.

Some time ago, Zhuang Rui heard one thing from the people in the line, Shandong Jiaxiang is the hometown of Confucius student Zeng Zi, there is a Zeng Temple, which has been taken care of by Zengzi's descendants for generations, but after the death of the contemporary Zeng Zi and grandson, the government Fu asked to take over Zeng Miao and change it into a tourist attraction.

In order to attract tourists, the local ministry asked the descendants of Zengzi to take out a white yuding furnace that had been preserved in the temple for thousands of years, but was rejected by the descendants of Zengzi at that time.

But the arm couldn't twist the thigh, and in the end, under the pressure of the relevant department, Zengzi's descendants finally took out the white Yu Ding, but the object was taken out less than a month ago, and it was gone.

Things were lost, and the relevant ministries began to pass the buck to each other, and to this day, there is no news of the priceless Bai Yu Ding, so it is impossible to expect those ministries to protect cultural relics.

"Senior brother, go back and take a closer look, if there is anything valuable for research, let's take it with ...... directly."

Zhuang Rui walked in front and whispered to Dr. Ren, who was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked at Zhongchuan and nodded slightly.

The temple mén still lost its original role, after stepping over the fallen pillar and half of the wooden mén with mén nails, Zhuang Rui and his party of eight people entered the ruins of the ancient temple.

Behind the temple mén, there is a large area, the ground is covered with bluestone open space, I think it is used by the monks and great virtues on weekdays, because at the end of the open space in the main hall of the mén mouth, there is a large iron tripod about two meters long and about one meter wide.

In the past, the place where the incense was at its peak has been untouched for a long time, and the bluestone on the ground is also paved with a thick layer of sand, and there is a "clatter" sound when stepped on it.

Walking to the entrance of the main hall and looking up, the words "Daxiong Treasure Hall" are impressive, and the wind and sand of decades have only made its golden font slightly dim, and it still stands high on the hall.

It's just that the dilapidated window lattices around the main hall and the dust that are filled with it have witnessed the rise and fall of this ancient temple, which may have been famous hundreds of years ago.

"Brother Ren, be careful, let's not go in first......"

The main mén of the Daxiong Treasure Hall opened, and after Dr. Ren walked in front of the mén and looked at it, he was about to go inside after crossing the mén threshold, but was stopped by Zhuang Rui.

You know, if the wood collapses, it can also kill people, this Daxiong Treasure Hall has been abandoned for at least ten years, not to mention that it has been subjected to the baptism of wind and sand for half a century, maybe it will collapse when you blow your breath.

"It's okay, Zhuang Rui, look at these pillars, they are all made of fine nanmu and pine, and it should only be 2oo years old, plus this place is dry and rainy all year round, it will not collapse......"

Dr. Ren smiled and waved his hand to Zhuang Rui, doing archaeology, you must know a lot about all kinds of building materials, not to mention anything else, even in the ancient tombs, a lot of wood is used.

A qualified archaeologist must be able to roughly determine the age and species of the wood based on its performance, just like the pillars in the palace of the Ming Tombs, almost all of which are made of expensive golden silk nanmu, which was extinct by the Qing Dynasty.

Legend has it that when Emperor Qianlong was building his own imperial mausoleum, he once ordered the Ming Emperor's mausoleum to be repaired, in fact, it was to steal the golden silk nanmu for the construction of his own palace.

Moreover, the structure of this temple is completely in the ancient architectural style, using wooden pillars and beams to form the frame of the house, and the weight of the roof and eaves is transmitted to the columns through the beams, and the walls only play the role of partitions, rather than the structural part that bears the weight of the house.

In this way, even if the four walls of the main hall collapse, the top wall will not collapse, which is in line with the saying in ancient architecture that "the wall does not collapse".

After hearing Dr. Ren's explanation, Zhuang Rui also put his mind at ease and followed Dr. Ren into the main hall, the entire Daxiong Hall is about ten meters high, but except for the three Buddha statues enshrined in the middle, it is empty.

The three Buddha statues are all seven or eight meters high, the posture is solemn, the face is kind, the colored sculptures on it have not completely faded, but the yellow cloth curtain enshrined around the body has decayed into ashes.

Seeing the shape of the three Buddha statues, Zhuang Rui said with a smile: "Senior brother, this temple is a little earlier than we imagined......"

In the center of the hall is enshrined for the present life of the Buddha, the left side is the Buddha of the past life, the right side is the future life Maitreya Buddha, this is the "vertical three Buddhas", respectively refers to the past, the present, the future three lives.

After the Buddhist culture was officially introduced to China from the Eastern Han Dynasty, to the Sui and Tang dynasties, many Chinese elements were added, and most of the temples were dedicated to Shakyamuni in the world of Suva, the Yao Buddha in the pure glass world in the east and the Amitabha Buddha in the Western Elysium.

The three kinds of Buddha statues mentioned above are called "Heng III Buddha", only as early as the Sui and Tang dynasties, the temple will worship the "Vertical III Buddha", and Zhuang Rui will have this saying.

"Well, Zhuang Rui, you have a lot of research on this aspect, let's go, let's take a look at the back......"

After Dr. Ren circled around the three Buddha statues, there was nothing on the ground except sand and dust, not even a table and chair offering table, and he immediately shook his head in disappointment, they were here to find and dig up the cultural relics left over from ancient times, not to enter the temple to worship the Buddha.

"Brother Zhuang, Zhongchuan said that he wanted to worship the Buddha......"

Just as Zhuang Rui was about to walk out, the voice of Yan Translator suddenly came from behind him, and when he looked back, Nakagawa was kneeling in front of the Buddha in the main hall, kneeling and bowing.

"Tell Zhongchuan, let him hurry up, this ancient temple is very big, you won't be able to see it for a while, you will worship them one by one, it is estimated that it will be dark......"

The religious beliefs of the Japanese are mainly Shintoism, followed by Buddhism, and there are also a large number of Buddhist believers in Japan, so Zhuang Rui didn't pay much attention to Nakagawa's move.

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