Chapter 164: The Incredible Worm (3)
Riding a tiger, I had to hold up this sky for the oars. Otherwise, she will fall, and the sky of the Yellow Flower Society will fall.
"You calm down, stand up, let's take a look, what's under the cliff of Mingsha Mountain?" I whispered.
She lay in my arms for a while, and only when her sobs stopped did I slowly straighten her body.
"I beg your pardon, Mr. Long, I was too out of shape." She said with her head down.
"Let's get down to business." I say.
The so-called business is to destroy the sand table arranged by someone who doesn't know it.
I guess Zuo Fengshou must know the truth, because after all, he used to be a henchman of the Yellow Flower Society, and the specific affairs of Luopan Village revolved around him.
Causing trouble and turning into elbows and elbows is the deadliest thing in a big gang, and the rebellion of the best friend and the most caring subordinate will make the gang's top brass have nowhere to escape.
There have been countless examples of gang bosses rebelling in the history of the rivers and lakes, and nine times out of ten, the boss's faction has been wiped out, and the gangs have opened up and supported the second boss.
In the world, it has always been "only seeing the new people laughing and not hearing the old people crying", which is human nature and a necessary step for social progress and change.
I walked to the cliff in the sand, leaned down, put my hands in the sand, slowly groped for the base of the cliff, and tried to push forward twice.
The sand table in the world is much the same, the only difference is the size, the ground attachment is realistic or not.
If the cliff is only flat in the sand table, as long as you do it, you can lift the bottom to the sky at once.
Now, I exert my strength three times in a row, but the cliff does not move, as if it is stuck to the sand table.
Soon, I pulled the sand from the cliff to reveal its roots.
The makers of the sand table are very dedicated, and the cliff is also a yellow-gray sandstone common on Mingsha Mountain. The condensation and shear resistance of that sandstone are lower than those of bluestone in the north and granite in the south, which is probably one of the reasons why the ancient people excavated the Mogao Grottoes in Mingsha Mountain.
"Look, I'll tear this cliff down now." I told the oar.
The total length of the cliff is about four meters, and the height varies from 30 to 60 centimeters.
I exerted my strength from the top of the cliff, peeling through the sandstone layer by layer, all the way to the foundation, and did not encounter any hard objects.
"Nothing, you see, nothing." I say.
"But, the first time you exerted your strength, you couldn't push it?" Paddle Lanzhou asked.
I tugged at the bottom of the sandstone repeatedly, but I couldn't find any holes, spell words, seals, or anything like that.
"Just now, there was glue at the bottom of the sandstone, which stuck to the chassis." That's all I can say.
"We are standing on the original site of the Mogao Grottoes at this moment, what will you see? What can you think of? "Paddle Lanzhou's mood has stabilized and she is standing side by side with me.
I don't need to think about her question to answer: "See the parking lot, the sky, the white clouds, the wilderness, the Sanwei Mountain...... Everything is empty and distant, as if there is no end, and as if there is never a boundary of time and space, the present is ancient, the ancient is modern, even if a thousand years have passed, you can return to the Han and Tang dynasties, Song and Yuan dynasties, Ming and Qing dynasties in a blink of an eye. ”
In fact, every time I entered Cave 112 in the morning and left Cave 112 in the evening, I would stop in front of the railing and let my thoughts wander as I looked into the distance.
The current railings of Mogao Grottoes are all repaired several times after the founding of the People's Republic of China and the new century, except for the sample system, the rest have nothing to do with ancient times.
So, when I leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, although my mind was far away, my body was close, and I would always stay in this Gobi Desert, neither flying south and north like a wild goose, nor flying over the sand dunes in the blink of an eye like air, and flying without a trace.
In other words, no matter how much I think about it, I have to hold the brush in my hand and paint in silence, just like all painters. On the surface, there is no difference between them.
"Here, all the way to the east, you can see the sea." Oaran Zhou muttered.
I nodded, theoretically, the line of sight never bounded, and it was indeed possible to see through the clouds and see the end of the horizon. Not to mention the sea, it is possible to see island nations on the sea, South Korea, the United States, Canada, and Mexico across the Pacific Ocean.
"The person who first established that he wanted to dig the Mogao Grottoes on Mingsha Mountain must have seen the end of space and time like me. The first cave, the first Buddha statue, and the first mural he left behind must be full of deep meaning, waiting for someone to come and open it. It is a pity that the descendants have no fate and no wisdom, and have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but they have not appreciated the ambition and ambition of their predecessors, and completely regard the Mogao Grottoes as a place to worship the Buddha statues. If you want me to say, the real value of Mogao Grottoes is only one cave, one Buddha, and one painting, that is-" The oars stopped, his arms forward, and his fingertips were flat, "Cave 112, rebounding pipa map." ”
I am neither surprised nor disagreed with her observations.
In the wild history, the interpretation of the Mogao Grottoes has been exhaustive, with no less than hundreds of books and tens of millions of words.
It can be said that the people of all dynasties used all their wisdom to guess the meaning of the existence of the Mogao Grottoes, and compiled all kinds of interpretations, almost exhausting all possibilities.
What Lan Zhou said is one of hundreds of explanations, not much new, and it is also a rehash of the same old tune, and it is only on paper.
Even if she thinks that Cave 112 is the essence of Mogao Grottoes, what can she do? Can we lift the sand table cliff and turn Cave 112 upside down?
Before her, someone had done the same; After her, there must be people who repeat this unhelpful and ineffective behavior. The fact is that all speculation is uninhibited and cannot be used as a guiding principle for actual action. Anyone who tries to discover a secret by destroying the cavern will fail, and without exception.
In the more than 1,000 days that I went to Cave 112 to paint, I guessed no less than a thousand times and thousands of ways about the bouncing pipa diagram. For the first year, I had the urge to uncover the mural hundreds of times a day to find out, and I was exhausted and miserable every day just to resist this demon.
"We can't do anything, we don't have any evidence to endorse your judgment. Under the political system of the People's Republic of China, it is impossible for anyone to destroy the national treasures with impunity. Come to think of it, the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is a lesson from the past. I said sincerely.
Baolanzhou fell into deep thought, biting her lower lip, holding her arms, and looking forward with her eyes without blinking.
The reason why I mention the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is also to express my own understanding of my attitude towards the country. Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the antiquities buried under the soil all belong to the state. As long as it is on the 9.6 million square kilometers of land of the People's Republic of China, the proceeds of any excavation must be handed over to the state free of charge.
For those large structures buried in the ground, the state will have the opportunity to excavate and protect them step by step. In this regard, individuals have no right to intervene or get involved, and any time they cross the line, they will be severely punished by law.
This point of view can be extended to the Mogao Grottoes - "The Mogao Grottoes belong to the state, even if the legendary 'Jinshan Yinhai Jade Palace' really exists, it must be excavated step by step under the correct procedures led by the state, led by experts, local logistics, and finished by the government, and the results obtained, no matter how big or small, are all sent to the highest cultural relics research institution."
The common people can only use this as an after-dinner conversation in the market, and it is impossible to participate more.
"Facing the island of the sunrise...... The sunrise in the east shines on the Mogao Grottoes, and it must be the sunrise that gives the wise man the greatest inspiration, so that he will find the most suitable place to dig the cave. We go out and go to Cave 112 to meet the sunrise, which is the closest way to the truth...... Yes, it must be so, it must be so! Suddenly, the oars were dancing with joy.
For a long time, there has been an unwritten consensus in the metaphysical circles, that is, facing the east, welcoming the sunrise, and receiving the yang energy of the first bloom of heaven and earth; Facing the west, send off the sunset, and absorb the yin of the rising moon. In the east, the starting point of the Emperor of Heaven's solar chariot to inspect the heavenly realm; In the West, the immortals ended their busy day at the end of the day and gathered in the Yao Pond of the Queen Mother of the West.
Human beings are located in the middle of the heavenly realm, the human world, and the earth, and can neither see through the blue sky nor the underground, but can only sketch the scenes of those two places with their own imagination.
This kind of speculation is often a mistake and a thousand miles away.
I can't agree with what I'm saying, just as I can't agree with all the speculations about the Mogao Grottoes in the classics.
When the opportunity comes, the secrets of the Mogao Grottoes and the heavenly opportunities of Dunhuang will be revealed, just like the process of Wang Yuanji's discovery of the Tibetan Scripture Cave - this is my opinion.
Opportunities can be met but not sought, if you force them, they will suffer from it.
"With Cave 112, will we be able to turn back on ourselves?" Paddle Lanzhou suddenly had a new idea, and looked down at his feet.
I understood what she meant, and this sentence meant that she could no longer distinguish between illusion and truth, sand table and reality.
The reason why the ancient wise men created such a thing as the sand table is to replace the rigid flat map, to understand the ups and downs of the terrain, and to better formulate a three-dimensional structure and a battle plan that echoes up and down.
The map is flat and dead, and the sand table is three-dimensional and dead, both of which are just tools, without vitality and ideology.
If Baolanzhou wants to find himself in the sand table, then he is really going crazy.
"Let's go, let's go up." I say.
If something goes wrong with the ladder, we can call someone outside the cave to help us get out of the underground chamber as soon as possible.
In short, we can't be trapped here.
"No, we don't need to go up." She raised her hands and grabbed her index finger, her fingertips pressed against her temples, her nails digging deep into her flesh.
I sighed, glad I had come along. Otherwise, the young life of the oar, Lanzhou, will be tragic.
"Lan Zhou, we are not in the sand table, the people who made the sand table did not expect that anyone would come in the future, so they just piled up the sand table according to the geographical situation of the mountains and rivers, and it was impossible to do more. Listen to me, keep your heart quiet, have no distractions, look at yourself, and concentrate on yourself. Then, the first line of breath in the mouth and nose is incorporated into the throat, and after it falls into the body, it naturally descends and returns to the dantian qi sea. Repeating this nine times, I was naturally refreshed and no longer fascinated by illusions...... "I stretched out my right arm, wrapped my arms around her thin waist, and whispered in her ear.
This kind of qi control technique comes from the Qingguan on the Wangri Peak of Laoshan Mountain in the East China Sea, and is created by a real person.
Fan Yi Zhenren is a good friend of Lei Dongtian, and when I followed Lei Dongtian to Laoshan Mountain, I was fortunate to get the guidance of Fan Yi Zhenren and learned this Taoist technique of controlling qi.
"Of course, on this sand table, a true wise man can know the traces of autumn from a leaf, and read the three true meanings of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism from a grain of sand...... You know that he does not know that you are coming, and he knows that you do not know that he knows that you are coming. What you know is but a drop in the ocean; What he knows is the sum total of what hundreds of millions of people in heaven and earth know, don't know, and seek to know. I explain it this way, do you understand? Paddle asked.
"Who is the wise man?" I asked rhetorically.
"Who is he and who is not, is there a difference? We are talking about his wisdom that shines through the past and the present, and sees the universe, not his name. Oaran replied.
I didn't want to get caught up in this kind of philosophical debate of "white horses are not horses", so I simply nodded: "Okay, since you said that we are in the sand table, find out and see what you and I look like in the sand table?" ”
The sand table is built according to the scale, since the Mingsha Mountain has shrunk into a cliff several meters long, then the human body is proportionally reduced, and its size should not exceed two grains of "tribute rice".
"Gongmi" is mixed with sand, and it is too difficult to find out.
If she can't find "Gongmi", then what else does she have to say?
Of course, instead of looking for "tribute rice", we should look for the "incredible worm" released by Zuo Fengshou. Only when the worm is found will all kinds of incredible things disappear, and the world in the secret room will be able to return to normal.