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"Peng Fei, why did you go there just now, why didn't I see a few of you inside?"

Although this temple is not small, it is already dilapidated, and the only way to go, that is, what Zhuang Rui and the others walked just now, if Peng Fei and they also entered it, it would be impossible not to see it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I didn't go anywhere, so I stayed in the Daxiong Hall with that little Japan......"

Peng Fei replied with a depressed face, in his opinion, there must be something wrong with this little Japan's brain, not to say anything about the three bows to the big Buddhas, and after worshipping, he walked around several times.

If it weren't for Peng Fei seeing that it was getting late and forcibly pulling Zhongchuan out, it is estimated that this old boy would have been able to sleep in it at night, and he said that he wanted to listen to the Buddha's teachings?

"Okay, let's eat, let's go back early tomorrow morning, this trip is not in vain, at least we have seen a mirage......"

Zhuang Rui walked to the iron pot where the broth in the pot was already boiling, picked up the scoop and filled himself with a bowl of hot mutton soup, followed the example of a fierce man, squatted at the bottom of the steps and drank, with his gray clothes and indistinguishable hair, he really looked a bit like a peasant in the northwest.

"I should have gone out a long time ago, this desert is a place where people stay, I haven't washed my face for almost a week......"

Peng Fei also filled a bowl of mutton soup and squatted beside Zhuang Rui, he has followed Zhuang Rui in the past few years, going in and out of star-rated hotels, and completely forgetting that when he was in the army before, he also walked in a tropical jungle full of locusts and mosquitoes for three days and three nights.

"Yes, yes, Brother Peng is right, let's go out early, you see...... It's okay if we don't wash our faces, what has become of Xiaolei......"

Xiao Jia, who had a low-grade fever on the side, also nodded again and again after hearing Peng Fei's words, he was embarrassed to say that he wanted to go out, but he pulled out the only woman in the team.

Although these students are not very well-off, they have never suffered this kind of hardship, and they have been riding on camels for the past few days, and it is estimated that their buttocks will grind out cocoons.

"You kid, it's a slippery head, we do archaeological work, can we still pick the environment?" Tell you, some on-site archaeology, the environment is even worse than this, those non-decomposing corpses, can make you even vomit out the overnight meal, don't learn this business if you can't do it......"

Although Dr. Ren usually doesn't talk much, his face at this moment made several graduate students immediately shut their mouths.

"We don't do this ...... when we graduate"

Xiao Jia whispered unconvinced, the voice was so soft that only he could hear it, but Xiao Jia was telling the truth, they had already found a job after graduation, that is, in Zhuang Rui's Dingguang Museum.

It's just that Xiao Jia and the others don't know that their big boss in the future is now squatting with them and drinking mutton soup, if Xiao Jia knew, it is estimated that there would not be so many complaints.

Of course, with Zhuang Rui's current identity, he will not bother with Xiao Jia, these people born in the 80s can endure this kind of hardship, which is already quite good.

"Brother Ren, let's take some photos tomorrow, let's hand over these things to the local cultural relics bureau, as for what they do, that's their business......"

Zhuang Rui ignored Xiao Jia and the others, but discussed with Dr. Ren in a low voice, although this ancient temple has no excavation value, but its building itself is worth studying.

What's more, some of the temples are made of exquisite materials, even after hundreds of thousands of years, they are still very well preserved, especially the murals in some halls, which also have extremely high artistic value.

Of course, the reason why these temples can be well preserved is also related to the local climate, if it is placed in the south of the Yangtze River where the drizzle is flying all day, it is estimated that there will be steel-making technology, and the objects will be almost rotten.

"Okay, where there are murals and texts, let's take pictures, these are also very precious materials, we must come again next time, Zhuang Rui, now in the cultural relics market, these first-hand rubbings are very valuable......"

This time when they came to the desert, their preparations were not very sufficient, such as rice paper was not brought in, and there were quite a few inscriptions in this temple that were worth leaving rubbing.

As for selling rubbings for money, it is a joke made by Ren Chunqiang and Zhuang Rui, but what he said is right, recently in Panjiayuan, Beijing, it is really popular to rub the rubbings of ancient inscriptions, if it is a first-hand rubbings in good condition, they can sell tens of thousands.

This also led to a lot of cultural relics dealers in Beijing, changed their careers to become stone dealers, went to Shandong to order stone tablets, and then asked someone to carve the scriptures, find a piece of fertile land to bury for half a month, and then rub it out after that, it is definitely a good business for a million profits (there are friends who are doing this business, well, he can't see it. Can not see.. ）。

"Brother Zhuang, how are we going to sleep at night? Do you go to that Mahavira Hall and squeeze with the Buddha, or sleep in a tent outside?"

There is no entertainment in this desert, after eating and drinking, Peng Fei began to ask the leader of the Zhuang team for evening instructions, the leader of the archaeological team is the same as the sports project, the team members' eating, drinking, Lasa and sleep have to be in his charge.

Zhuang Rui thought for a while and said: "Go to the main hall and set up a tent, I see that the beam is quite strong, so it won't press our ......"

With so many palaces and sleeping in an open-air tent, that is not Zhuang Rui's style, no matter how Zhuang Rui has also experienced the exploration of ancient tombs, although he does not dare to say that he sleeps on the coffin board, but sleeping next to a few mud bodhisattvas, he still does not have any psychological obstacles.

After extinguishing the bonfire in front of the temple, everyone picked up their tents and prepared to enter the temple, which was also a novel experience for them.

“#￥#￥！#……”

It's just that what Zhuang Rui and the others didn't expect was that before they stepped into the dilapidated temple gate, Zhongchuan suddenly jumped up and blocked everyone's way with an indignant face.

"Xiao Yan, what did he say? What kind of neurosis is he doing?"

Zhuang Rui is a little inexplicable, this little Japan is quite honest all the way, what's wrong? Could it be that he worshiped the Buddha just now, and this god is on his body?

"Brother Zhuang, he ...... He said that this is a holy place for Buddhism, and you are not allowed to go in and blaspheme the Buddha, especially this woman, and you are not allowed to go in......"

When Xiao Yan translated Nakagawa's words, he smiled wryly, the current Buddhism is also advancing with the times, where are there so many rules?

In the past two years, the Internet has been prevalent, not to mention a star monk, even the presiding abbot master of a famous xx temple has opened his mind to the majority of women comrades.

And the Buddhism of the Sui and Tang dynasties, compared to the current is more than now, the status of the monks is very high, the temple of the rules is honestly a big landlord, if it is unruly, bullying men and women is also a common thing, and now it is decaying like this, and you have to make some contribution to future generations, right?

"Xiao Yan, tell him what it means to have wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha is sitting in his heart, grandma's, he didn't eat any less mutton just now......"

Zhuang Rui couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, but he knew that the Japanese were more sincere and were very fanatical when they believed in religion, but he wasn't really angry.

"Brother Zhuang, middle ...... Nakagawa said that it was okay to go in, but he could only sleep in the courtyard and not go to the main hall, otherwise the Buddha would blame him......"

After Yan Xiaowei communicated with Nakagawa, he was very unhappy to translate his words, in his opinion, this little Japan is purely taking off his pants and farting...... Is it enough to manage so much?

"Tell him that he likes to sleep in the courtyard, so let him stay in the courtyard by himself, and let's go into the main hall......"

Zhuang Rui is too lazy to reason with Zhongchuan, he doesn't want to be flattering to the Buddha, where is there any saying that offense should not be offended, Zhongchuan's move, isn't it a dog meddling with a mouse?

Seeing that he couldn't dissuade Zhuang Rui and the others, Zhongchuan was so angry that after stomping his feet, he also followed the hall with his tent package, but he kept muttering that he didn't listen, and after entering the main hall, he knelt down to the three Buddha statues.

"Huh, there's something wrong with this little Japan?"

Zhuang Rui saw Zhongchuan's respectful appearance to the three Buddha statues, and always felt that something was wrong, although Buddhism is also very popular in Japan, but China is not the birthplace of Buddhism, Zhongchuan doesn't need to travel thousands of miles here to show his piety, right?

What's more, Zhuang Rui has always suspected that Zhongchuan must not have a good heart when he came to Dunhuang, maybe there is some secret that has not been said.

It's just that Zhuang Rui used his aura to inspect many temples in this thousand-year-old temple, and he didn't find any clues, so he put away his suspicions, but Zhongchuan's current performance made Zhuang Rui muttered in his heart.

"Buddha statue...... Buddha...... Oops!" Zhuang Rui stared at the three Buddha statues that had almost fallen off the surface of the body, suddenly patted his head and screamed loudly.

"Zhuang Rui, what's wrong?" Dr. Ren next to him was taken aback by Zhuang Rui's actions, why is he slapping his head in such a good way?

"Brother Ren, where are most of the money collected by those temples in the Sui and Tang dynasties?"

Zhuang Rui's eyes lit up, he casually threw down the tent in his hand, walked to the front of a Buddha statue in the middle, and stretched out his hand to rub the feet of the big Buddha, looking even more pious than Zhongchuan kneeling on the ground.

"Cellar, or darkroom......"

Dr. Ren didn't understand the meaning of Zhuang Rui's words for a while, and when he saw Zhuang Rui's expression, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Zhuang Rui, you mean...... In these three Buddhas, there are treasures hidden by the ancients?"

According to historical records, this kind of thing did exist when Buddhism flourished in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and some temples with deep pockets simply financed copper to shape Buddha statues, and then covered them with colored sculptures.