I know that in addition to these two memories, there is also the picture of the bouncing pipa diagram that is only ten seconds long.

As I expected, after the girl's laughter and the boy's cry ended, a brightly colored bouncing lute appeared in front of my eyes. The picture was exactly the same as the one on the walls of Cave 112, except that the colors seemed to have been resketched, and each figure became vivid and realistic.

It is conceivable that when the rebound pipa picture of Cave 112 was just completed, the colors must be bright and bright, and the characters must be lifelike, which is the highest level of Buddhist painting in that era. It's just that as time passes by, no matter how delicate the brushstrokes and pure paint are, they will fade and darken, and finally become a cultural relic that is not even allowed to take pictures with flash today.

So, what era of bouncing pipa chart am I seeing? Who are the girls and boys? Who is the owner of the bouncing pipa diagram?

I was keenly aware that the appearance of these three images was "stolen" from my mind by the fat man using an advanced computer system. Once they existed only in my memories, now they are presented on the dome for me to see over and over again, and to deepen my memories again.

For as long as I can remember, no one has ever called me a "stupid child", not even the director of the orphanage, the nursery staff, or Meng Qiao, who only called me "Long Fei" or "Ah Fei".

A few years ago, when I first heard the song "Stupid Kid" sung by Hong Kong Island superstar Andy, I suddenly burst into tears and couldn't control myself. It was that song that gave me the idea of retiring to Dunhuang and starting a long journey of searching for my roots in my life.

"Can't find more...... Actually, I'd love to help you solve some confusion, but I can't find more information. The above three paragraphs, without time, background, or reference, can be placed in any era, any city, or any family, and do not have any uniqueness. You've heard the idea that the world's top memory masters all have their own 'memory palaces', and now, I suspect that there is also a locked memory palace inside your mind, and those useful things are locked away without the slightest leakage. Don't worry, memories don't wear away, they only get blocked, and the 'Heart Moon Spiritless Sect' has a lot of ancient ninjutsu that was created to open people's hearts. You have saved my life, and I will help you wholeheartedly and open the memory palace in your head......" The fat man's voice came suddenly.

The principle of the "memory palace" is very profound, and this method of memorization came from the demigod philosophers of ancient Greece.

Roughly speaking, the so-called "memory palace" is to divide their brain capacity into a virtual palace with countless floors and countless rooms through their minds, and every time they receive a useful information from the outside world, they will store it in one of the rooms, and "virtually close the door and lock it", and when it is necessary to extract information, as long as they are opened one by one according to the house number, they can accurately reverse output the data.

I really wish I had a memory palace in my head, as the fat man said, that kept all the secrets of my life. That way, I wouldn't have to bother searching all over the world.

"It's over." The fat man said, "Now you can unbuckle your seat belt." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still reluctant because I didn't get much of the information I wanted after this complicated round of testing. The fat man's "real rebound pipa diagram" is nothing more than a chicken rib, providing a lot of specious things, and it doesn't help me much with what I'm pursuing.

Of course, any scientific research is "eye-catching", and the results obtained are always much lower than originally planned, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The door opened, and the waiter walked in.

I relaxed completely and just waited for him to unbuckle my seat belt for me.

He didn't turn on the lights, and the bright light in the corridor came in, spreading a silver spot two meters long and one meter wide on the ground.

There was no movement outside the door, but it could be seen that the fat man did not follow, but stayed in the monitoring room.

I yawned softly and leaned back, staring at the dome in the darkness.

The rapid development of modern science and technology, especially the emergence of artificial intelligence, has given wings to various human research. If the fat man can continue to extract other people's memories with the help of a computer system, in the near future, the whole picture of history - no, the whole picture of Dunhuang's history - will be reasonably pieced together. Or, by piecing together the memories, associations, and experiences of generations of Mogao Grottoes painters, the deep meaning contained in these murals will reappear in the world.

This kind of cultural feat, which has never been done before or since, will cross borders, nationalities, eras, and history, and even if it is done by the Japanese, I will raise my hands in approval.

The door slowly closed, and the young man and I were plunged into darkness.

"Please help me unbuckle my seatbelt." I couldn't help but urge.

He stood by the door, not saying a word.

"Any questions?" I asked again, silently fumbling with the buckle of the seat belt around my neck.

The young man behaved abnormally, something must have happened.

If you want to be safe, you have to do it yourself.

"Don't move, with this device, you can see more interesting things." Someone was responding in the shadows, but it wasn't the young man's voice.

"Who's there—" I had unfastened my harness around my neck, but a dazzling red dot burst through the air and landed on my forehead.

"Don't move, I said, don't move." And the man said.

I had to hang my hands and do as he told me. The red dot is a laser sight of *, and if you point it there, you can shoot there, no joke.

"What do you want me to see? Can you give me a hint? "I deliberately showed weakness, which was tantamount to showing the other party that I had given up resisting.

"The research on the Mogao Grottoes by the Heart Moon Undirected Party has made great achievements, and standing on this report card to carry out research, it will get twice the result with half the effort. Wait, after reading the information, you will also gain something. The man replied.

Everything that happens here will be transmitted to the monitoring room, and the fat man will see it clearly.

The fat man is neither silent nor active now, he must have been hijacked and lost control of the scene.

I don't want to say more, retract my body deeper into the chair and try to narrow the target.

The dome lit up, and it turned out to be a documentary film from the Sino-Japanese war years.

At that time, the Chinese people's counterattacks against the Japanese invaders were all like scattered sand, and there were no tactics to talk about at all, let alone the operational orders issued by the supreme command.

The documentary's caption and date are in Japanese, but it was filmed in western China. It was the first "great victory" in the true sense of the word in the history of China's resistance against Japan, and even if I don't name this battle, all Chinese know it.

In the documentary, the corpses of the Japanese invaders were strewn all over the field, and all kinds of heavy vehicles were blown off their wheels and overturned in the ditch on the side of the road.

Only a small part of the documentary is filmed with war scenes, and the next thing is to clean up the battlefield.

After the battle, the Chinese retreated with the booty, and the Japanese follow-up troops arrived, repaired the cars, and counted the losses.

It shows a military truck, with wooden crates scattered all over the ground, most of which have been lifted from the lid to reveal the swarthy steel parts inside.

Modern people are well-informed and can see at a glance that this is a set of separate drilling instruments, including drill bits, drill pipes, bases, lubrication systems, water cooling systems, electric drives, generators, and so on. However, for the anti-Japanese team at that time, as long as it was not guns, bullets, and food, it was not attractive to them. So, although the lid was opened, the contents were unscathed.

In the shot, a Japanese man wearing glasses picks up a drill pipe and laughs, shouting "lucky, lucky, the emperor bless, the emperor bless". It seems that the lives of hundreds of dead soldiers are not as important as this set of equipment, and it doesn't matter if the troops are dead, as long as the equipment is still there, it is the biggest victory.

"This Japanese man is called Kusanagi Kan, and when he was a teenager, he was selected as one of the 'Ten Geniuses of Hokkaido' and ranked fifth, and when he was a young man, he was selected as one of the 'Ten Wise Men of the Emperor' and ranked second. At that time, the first of the wise men was his brother, a super spy who had infiltrated the three northeastern provinces of China before the war, and was also the mastermind of the '9.18' incident, and later died in Shanhaiguan under the ambush of the 'revenge pistol regiment' formed by the young marshal. The developer of this equipment is Kusanagi, and the main components come from the Herlle machine factory in Berlin, Germany, which was also one of the royal bases of the Nazi Führer*. The destination of Kusanagi's trip was the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, and he was accompanied by seven people, all of whom were first-class metaphysicians, historians, dancers, and mechanical experts in Japan. The Japanese military headquarters sent the most elite special operations troops to escort them, and they were slightly behind the brigade, so they were lucky enough to avoid the catastrophe...... "The man who suddenly appeared explained to me one by one.

The Hellaeau Mechanical Works still exists today, but it has become a museum of Nazi crimes that anyone who travels to Berlin visits.

As for Kusanagi Kan, you can refer to the book "Japan's Centennial Elite". He is recognized as the most intelligent person in Japan, and in the eyes of the imperial family and the public, he is comparable to Albert Einstein, and is a leader in Japan's advanced technology. At the beginning of the war, he led a mechanical team to carry out a benign reform of all the weapons of the Japanese army, reducing the failure rate by 80%, and providing the most powerful backup for the Japanese occupation of half of China.

Since this documentary is related to Dunhuang, I judge that Kusanagi must have read the scriptures stolen by the Japanese invaders from the Mogao Caves, and with his ingenuity, he found some valuable clues from the books.

The Kusanagi clan is the head of the Shingetsu Sect, an organization that has long been a pawn of the Japanese imperial family and is trusted by the emperor. So, the scriptures, the murals, the emperor's ambitions, and other key points immediately came to my mind.

"They're going to drill into the mural? They must have felt that there was something else behind the mural? What secrets are hidden in those scriptures? Alas, the weakness of the late Qing Dynasty and its lack of control over the border areas eventually led to a massive exodus of national treasures, which led to all kinds of disasters...... "I can't help but sigh loudly.

The gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Before the flow of scriptures, the people of the country had no time to study them, and they did not leave any useful information at all. When this information falls into the hands of foreign wise people, it immediately becomes a sharp blade against China.

"That's right, Kusanagi's trip is to drill the murals. He carries a large sum of money with him to buy off the overseers, and the special operators who escort them can pinpoint the bandits or remnants of the soldiers, ensuring that the scholars' explorations run smoothly. The man continued.