"Come and see the view." Zuo Fengshou said lightly.

I didn't look at those people, puffed up my chest, strode forward, and stood side by side with Zuo Feng.

The morning sun rises in the east, the sun is full of sunshine, and a new day in Mogao Grottoes has begun. Unlike in the past, there are shops inside and outside the parking lot, along the plaza, and on roads leading to the city...... As far as the eye could see, there was not even a single figure.

"I did some work, and today the Mogao Grottoes are closed to the public. Therefore, station wagons from the city side will not come. Well, before 11 a.m., it will remain in its current state, and there will never be any irrelevant idlers breaking in to disturb it. Zuo Fengshou said.

"You're in control?" I asked in a calm tone.

Even when everything is lost and the tide is gone, I will not be angry and sarcastic. If you have an emotional breakdown, you will only let the enemy see your hole cards clearly, which will not help you and will not benefit you.

"Ninety percent - I am only ninety percent sure, and I dare not say that it is all under control. The ancients said that those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and even if they are ninety percent sure, they dare not speak of victory lightly. Mr. Long, I forced you to stay here because I wasn't sure what the final result would be, so I wanted to find a fellow traveler who could help each other. It seems that there is no one else except Mr. Long. As Fan Wenzhenggong sighed at the end of "The Story of Yueyang Tower" - oh, Weisi people, who am I with? Zuo Fengshou said in a good time.

When he quoted Fan Wenzhenggong's famous sentence through the ages, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly.

Fan Wenzhenggong put forward the philosophical idea of "worrying about the worries of the world first, and enjoying the joy of the world after the world", which has always been the goal of future generations of people of insight to learn and catch up. People like Zuo Fengshou even take Fan Wenzhenggong as an example, isn't it a fool's eye?

"Mr. Long laughs at me for being amorous?" Zuo Fengshou laughed.

I shook my head: "If you become a king or lose a king, what can you say?" ”

Zuo Fengshou raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Long, please continue?" ”

In all fairness, Zuo Fengshou's appearance is not hideous and evil, but a person with thoughtful facial features and pure bearing. He is very good at disguising himself, and he handles every detail well in order to deceive the trust of the Yellow Flower Society's higher-ups.

The words "sanctimonious and ill-intentioned" are really suitable for him.

"Mr. Zuo, things have developed to this day, what is the point of saying anything? If you can uncover the secrets of the Mogao Grottoes on your own, then I will definitely congratulate you. Within a thousand years, there have been many wise men, but no one has really found a solution to the problem like you—" I pointed to the sky.

The spear-shaped clouds moved slowly in the air, as if a huge air boat was turning awkwardly.

I faintly heard a dull and suppressed "buzzing" sound in my ears, which should be the sound of tens of thousands of Gu insects vibrating their wings and grinding their teeth and sucking blood with hunger and thirst.

At a cursory glance, the spear-shaped clouds are not unusual. This season, the clouds in the sky come in a variety of shapes, such as dragons and horses, mountains and waves, and with enough imagination, anything in the world can find a realistic silhouette in the clouds. However, if you have a telescope in your hand, you will definitely be able to clearly see all the Gu worms that make up the "Gu Refiner's Spear".

"For this day, I did a lot of preparations, no less than the launch of satellites from the superpowers. The work of a Gu Alchemist is very boring, and if you want to refine something unique, you have to put in a lot of time, work day and night, like a machine, and put all your energy into it. Gu alchemists are all senior biologists, chemists, reproduction experts, psychology experts, all kinds of professional knowledge in one, and they have to be a person who can sit still and endure loneliness, often 'the bench can sit cold for ten years', and it is possible to achieve some insignificant achievements - ah, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, so I got carried away and began to complain to Mr. Long. Zuo Fengshou was shocked and immediately cut off the topic.

Actually, he was right, Gu Alchemist is a profession that has no way out once you enter the industry, which is equivalent to pledging your soul to the devil.

There are so many Gu refiners in Miaojiang, if you want to become the number one in the world, just like the ancient scholars who entered Beijing to take the top exam, the chance is extremely small, and the input-output ratio is extremely low.

If you don't have a firm belief and a will that is beyond ordinary people, you will definitely not be able to persevere.

"Mr. Zuo is polite, in fact, in my opinion, Mr. Zuo is a model for modern youth to learn in many ways." I say.

He is so stoic, and he is not far behind the anti-thief king who usurped the Han Dynasty in ancient times.

"Mr. Long smiled, in front of you, I don't dare to be too conceited." Zuo Fengshou shook his head.

"I'm just a little passerby in Dunhuang." I say.

Zuo Fengshou shook his head again: "Impossible, impossible." We met here a long time ago and exchanged our views on Cave 112. However, a long time has passed, and I was not like this at that time, so Mr. Long doesn't remember. ”

I was stunned, looked carefully at Zuo Fengshou's facial features, and then closed my eyes and meditated.

Mogao Grottoes is the most complete with tourists, all year round, 365 days, every day. Even during the Spring Festival, which is most valued by Chinese, tourists from all over the world will come with great interest. So, the people I see the most are tourists.

I don't talk to tourists much, but a few times, some tourists pestered me to ask questions, and I had to talk a few more words.

As far back as I can remember, I only once exchanged my views on Cave 112 with a Chinese from Egypt named Miao Chongmin. At that time, the other party gave me a business card, and I don't know where to put it for a long time.

"It turns out that Miao Chongmin is you." I didn't open my eyes, and quickly called out Zuo Fengshou's pseudonym at that time.

"Chongmin" is equivalent to "insect dish", which together is the word "Gu", and "Miao Chongmin" means "Miao Gu, Gu Miao".

It's a pity that I only regarded him as a tourist at the time, and I was not a little wary.

Looking back carefully, at that time, I only talked to Zuo Fengshou, who was known as "Miao Chongmin", about three issues - first, the meaning of the existence of the rebound pipa diagram; Second, whether the dancing girl has a prototype character; Third, the relative significance of the people in the painting and the real world.

The original words of "Miao Chongmin" should be like this: "In the Egyptian pyramids, there are many ancient hieroglyphics and abstract paintings. Archaeologists have found that many of the murals are 80 percent identical to the mummies and funerary artifacts excavated. This can be concluded that the prototype of the mural is the original object in life, and what the painter and sculptor did was only move the real object to the walls of the pyramid through brushes, paints, and carving knives. Then, when I came to the Mogao Grottoes and saw these oriental murals, I also thought that all the elements that appear in the paintings have their prototypes. If you take Cave 112 as the object of discussion, there must be someone who dances the pipa, and the music she plays must have a deep meaning, and if you find this song and this person from historical documents, you can understand what happened at that time, isn't it? ”

On the surface, this is just a casual conversation of Chinese Americans interested in traditional Chinese culture, without any direction or purpose. Often, small talk will involve similar content.

I answered in the affirmative to the speculation of "Miao Chongmin" at that time, and added my thoughts at the end: "Art comes from life and is higher than life, and it is a high refinement of all spiritual worlds. Copying the real thing is just a poor job for a low-level painter. Those people weren't even painters, just 'low-level craftsmen'. In the Mogao Grottoes, there are not no paintings by low-level craftsmen, but they are very rare. On the other hand, it is the genius and extraordinary works of many senior painters, such as the rebounding pipa picture in Cave 112 around us. ”

The craftsmen are clumsy and the painters are clever, and those who are thoughtful are even more masters.

Previously, I had a lot of criticism about the painter who unveiled the first layer of the mural to explore the inside, but from another point of view, this painter is a wise man who dares to push the boundaries and dare to be the first in the world. Ordinary people abide by etiquette, do not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi, follow the rules, and only make promises in the face of power. All his life, that is, he is just a "painter", and he can mix with enough food and clothing or a fat brain.

The words "dare to be the first in the world" are easy to say but difficult to do.

As "Miao Chongmin" said, if you can find the origin of the dancing girl, you can trace the source of the melon. A lot of people have thought about it, but no one has actually implemented it. Including those big names in the archaeological and art worlds, no one is willing to spend their lives searching for the prototype of the dancing girl.

At least, Zuo Fengshou has been doing the same thing, that is, to explore the "Dunhuang Heavenly Machine".

In the courts of many large countries, there are many erudite people who talk rhetorically and are ambitious, and the best thing is to hide in the study to do learning, sit on the pulpit and talk on paper. These people who are good at "reading 10,000 books" will retreat one by one once it is their turn to "travel 10,000 miles", lest the rafters rot first.

Within a big country, if there are a few more doers like Zuo Fengshou and the rise of glory, it will be just around the corner.

"We didn't have a good discussion at that time, and now, if you still have some time, Mr. Long might as well give me a few more words?" Zuo Fengshou asked.

"What do you point? Dancing Queen, Bounce Pipa Figure? Mr. Zuo, the Ming people don't talk darkly, you know more about Mogao Grottoes and Dunhuang than all archaeologists and historians, so why pretend to be modest? I replied in a low voice.

As far as he was concerned, there was indeed some time to entertain me before the Gu Refiner's Spear attacked.

As far as I'm concerned, if I delay a little longer, I may be able to wait for a miracle.

According to the theory of "the enemy of the enemy is a comrade-in-arms", if the masters of other gangs appear at this moment and launch a sneak attack on Zuo Feng, it may also change the outcome of the battle, which is equivalent to helping me.

Looking east from here, there aren't too many tall buildings. The only possible hideout for snipers is the two rows of bungalows about a kilometre southeast of the parking lot.

It is the road maintenance station of the Dunhuang Highway Department, where there are usually four or five people living there, all of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled.

There is a fence around the outside of the bungalow, and behind the house is a small forest, which is the nursery of the road maintenance station, and when these trees are three years old, they will be transplanted to both sides of the road, barely resisting the wind and sand disasters.

As far as the eye can see, that's probably the only place where variability can be made. A normal sniper rifle with a fine sight can snipe anyone standing by the railing of the Mogao Grottoes, including me.

"Tell me about the dancing girl you painted, tell me about the girl who helped you repaint, talk about Gu Qingcheng or someone else...... Mr. Long, you've been around the Mogao Grottoes for three years, and you won't get nothing, right? Zuo Fengshou asked.

In the past three years, I have been an idle wild crane, but in the eyes of outsiders with ulterior motives, my "wild crane" is not idle, but has been spying on the secrets of the Mogao Grottoes all the time.

I shook my head: "Maybe I disappointed Mr. Zuo, but in fact, I don't have too complicated intersections with Gu Tingcheng and the girl who repainted for me." The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, even a master from a famous family like Miss Gu would not dare to offend Mr. Zuo, let alone others? ”

"Huh." Zuo Fengshou laughed dryly, and continued without yin or yang, "Mr. Long is too modest, and deliberately concealed the girl's name-Mingshui sleeve, isn't it?" I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, how could the bright moon shine on the ditch? I really want to ask Mr. Long for advice, but Mr. Long always hides his secrets. As soon as I saw that Mingshui sleeve, I knew that she was not simple, so I cast my eyeliner and followed her around the clock, and finally found something. ”

Speaking of this, Zuo Fengshou paused, just like a storyteller said a knot, deliberately hanging the audience's appetite, stopping it all at once, and waiting for the document to decompose.

I didn't follow his pace, I just listened silently, without asking questions or expressing opinions.

Of course, Mingshui sleeves are not simple, and their origin cannot be explained in one or two sentences. At least, these people in Dunhuang don't know her as well as Gu Tingguo, who is far away on Hong Kong Island.

"Mr. Long doesn't want to hear the following? Don't want to hear where the water sleeves came from? Zuo Fengshou patted the railing, gradually losing his breath.