Actually, I'm still quite wary of fat people. No matter what his true face is, after all, he is not of my race, and his heart will be different.

"Do you want to see it? Do you dare to see it? The fat man asked.

I nodded: "I'd love to hear your new technology." ”

The fat man high-fived twice, and a young man came in with a wheelchair and stopped next to the bed.

I waved my hand: "No, I can go by myself." ”

The fat man shook his head and smiled: "Why bother? Takagi's swordsmanship is obvious to all, and although he didn't hit the vital point, it was not a good thing that you would always pull the wound when you barely walked on the ground. ”

"Where can I watch the material?" I avoided his words.

"Turn right when you go out, the fifth room, the distance in a straight line is about thirty meters." The fat man replied.

I lifted the blanket from my body and rolled over and got out of bed.

At the moment, I am wearing a gray-blue striped hospital gown, and I am stepping on slippers with the same stripes. After the feet hit the ground, there was a dull pain in the lower abdomen, but it was bearable.

Another reason why I don't use a wheelchair is to test my physical strength. When you are in the bandits' den, you must be ready to flee at any time, and the faster your physical strength recovers, the stronger your ability to control the timing.

The fat man waved his hand, and the young man pushed the wheelchair out.

I followed the fat man out and stood in a four-meter-wide white corridor.

If the building is in the middle of a mountain, there must have been several ventilation pipes that lead to the surface of the mountain. As long as I find one of them, I can quickly escape from the Japanese grasp.

Of course, before that, I have to make sure that the fish is safe.

"Mr. Long—" the fat man walked ahead and reminded loudly, "I have to explain one thing in advance, the content of the murals in the Mogao Grottoes is unfathomable, and there must be more than one way to analyze their meaning. What I've found is probably one of the most superficial and straightforward ways to do it. If you have an epiphany during the viewing process, I hope you will not hide it, but you can speak openly and honestly, and everyone will study it together. Do you think it's good? ”

I nodded silently, counting as a response.

A great deal of research on the murals of the Mogao Grottoes began around 1984, and over the past 30 years, more than 4,000 monographs have been compiled and published, enough to fill a large private library.

I have read about 1 percent of the works, about 40 volumes, and only 10 of them can be read intensively, and the remaining 30 books have been read in a casual manner.

In the above ten monographs, according to the date of publication, I found that the later I got, the more the researcher's perspective focuses on the surface of the mural, and no longer delves into the background of the painting, the related historical facts, the author's life, and the connotation and significance. On the contrary, the researchers talked about the structure of the picture, the brushstrokes of the painting, the pigment formula, the oxidation damage, and so on, and developed a lot of associations based on this, saying a lot of clouds and mountains and fog covers, and specious truths.

This research habit is highly debatable, misleading to the reader, and a waste of energy, which can be called a lose-lose situation and contrary to real research.

In my reading, I summed up a valuable experience that suits me, that is: "If you want to find insight, you have to look for ancient records such as "Dunhuang Chronicles", "Dunhuang Documents", "Dunhuang Historical Records", "Dunhuang Local County Chronicles", etc., compare them in different versions and different descriptions, and finally get the closest statement to the truth."

Just like when I listen to Ming Shuisleeve talk about "The King of the Dead Country Breaks the Princess's Arm", I will also consider the various ancient texts describing that period of history together to measure how much credibility Mingshuisleeve said.

In the face of the mystery of the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, only those pseudo-scholars who talk about it dare to say the words "historical truth" without shame, and those who are truly self-aware will never dare to boast of themselves, and will always maintain the mentality of a primary school student in the face of history, insist on studying, and constantly update their knowledge base, in order to answer the real doubts in their hearts.

As I walked, I repeatedly adjusted my breathing to resist the pain in my abdomen.

When I took the initiative to meet the Takagi soft sword, I used two kinds of Chinese martial arts at the same time, "Waijia Hard Gong Golden Bell Jar" and "Neijia Qi Luck Xiao Zhoutian", so that the abdominal muscles became like a basketball full of qi in four or five seconds, and successfully prevented the tip of the soft sword from going deep vertically, causing it to slide sideways against my skin, and only produced a skin trauma no more than one-third deep in the abdomen.

Courage is not the same as adventurous, in any battle, you must know what you can and can't do, otherwise, even a cat with nine lives will be killed on the spot for blindly charging.

Right now, I can be sure that my body will be able to cope with any emergency.

The doors on both sides of the corridor are pale blue, which is characteristic of the traditional colors of Japanese architecture.

I haven't been able to reveal the true identity of the fat man, and for the time being, it doesn't do any good to do that.

The fat man stopped, and the door in front of him was embedded with a copper door number with the number "107" written on it.

"I suddenly felt a little worried, I didn't know what I had just done...... Was it the right decision to make that in a hurry? Mr. Long, before entering the door, I must confirm again, are you willing to see the true face of the rebound pipa diagram? The fat man turned his head and looked at me with a stern expression.

I nodded and pointed to the door, "I'm pretty sure, don't worry about it." ”

"Even if you end up like Takagi?" The fat man asked.

After Takagi fell into the confinement of the mural, he suddenly went crazy and turned against the fat man, which can be said to be an accident, or it can be said to be an inevitable reaction to intellectual exhaustion.

The fat man cautiously asked me repeatedly for verification, which shows the seriousness of this matter.

I smiled indifferently: "If I become the second Takagi, I don't have to hesitate, just kill him on the spot." ”

The fat man let out a breath, twisted the spherical copper doorknob, and pushed the door in.

As I expected, the room was set up as a dome projection room, all seamlessly covered with top-of-the-line silver curtains from the four walls to the roof. I can also see that there are more than 100 invisible speakers set up on the screen at a distance of one meter, which can evenly play the background sound of the image, creating a top-notch simulated sound effect.

In the middle of the room are two black rocking chairs, each with a five-ring harness. This top-notch multimedia rocking chair has a high technology content, and can make appropriate swinging and vibration movements with the picture and sound, so that people can achieve an immersive real feeling.

The reason why I go into so much is because as soon as the fat man enters the room, his expression becomes extremely stiff, and he is not at all as full of longing as the average viewer when experiencing a stereoscopic movie, which is regarded as a visual enjoyment.

When her gaze fell on the rocking chair, it was very obvious to show disgust and pain, as if it were not two rocking chairs, but two electric execution chairs.

"You may be seated." The young man who had just pushed the wheelchair walked in and pointed to the rocking chair on the right.

I walked over slowly and sat down silently.

The young man was quick with his hands and feet, and he fastened the seat belts around my neck, chest, waist, knees, and ankles.

"Mr. Long, I'll go out and wait for you in a while, it's a ...... feeling to look at these things It's not very pleasant, but I'd better see it less. The fat man smiled bitterly.

I nodded calmly: "Okay, Your Excellency, please." ”

The young man picked up a paper cup, poured half a glass of water from the kettle under his seat, and handed it to me with a blank face.

I didn't ask much, and sniffed silently before drinking the water. It was some colorless and odorless transparent liquid, not ordinary white water, most likely some kind of special solution.

Without the slightest hesitation, I drank the solution from the cup in two sips.

"Okay, sit down, we'll start in two minutes." The young man bent down and walked out with a paper cup.

I kept taking deep breaths to make sure I was clear and not misled by any images.

"Mr. Long, the whole process lasts for half an hour, and the only side effect is that it will produce vertigo, similar to weightlessness at height. If you feel like you can't hold on, you can signal a timeout. I'm in the monitoring room next to me, keeping an eye on you. So, don't worry in the slightest, everything is safe. The fat man said as he exited and closed the door with his backhand.

There hasn't been any footage on the dome yet, and I think everything is fine except for the seat belts that are slightly tightened.

"Computer simulation of the previous life of the Mogao Grottoes murals is a big project, there is no blueprint template, only by reasonable imagination to complete? Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the construction is successful, who will prove that this is the original appearance of the mural? I muttered to myself.

Suddenly, a wave of heat rolled up from the dantian, instantly arrived at the Jizhong acupoint, and then separated from the front and back of the Jizhong, left and right, and soon spread to the ends of the limbs.

It was as if I had drunk a bowl of hot roasted knife wine, and from the inside out, I was full of enthusiasm, and I felt that I had inexhaustible strength in my body, and I wanted to jump up and shout, and vent my vigorous enthusiasm in the wilderness.

The seat belts are sturdy, and it takes a lot of effort to unfasten them all.

I subconsciously fumbled with the buckle of my seat belt, and suddenly I felt that the wind was raging in the room, and the sound of the wind was raging and whistling in my ears.

The sound of the wind was mixed with all kinds of music, singing, clattering cups and plates, laughter and banter, but these were normal and there was nothing strange about them.

Before my eyes appeared a palace full of high-ranking friends and happy guests and hosts, and the maids in neon clothes were wandering around the banquet like shuttles, adding wine and serving food, and their feet did not touch the ground.

On the other side of the banquet, hundreds of musicians sat on the ground, playing and singing, each showing their abilities. In front of the musicians' bench is a large colorful circular carpet about seven meters in diameter, which is quite eye-catching.

"The dome has started to play, is this the scene of the rebounding pipa diagram simulated by the Japanese with high technology?"

My mind is still clear, my eyes are looking at the six directions, my ears are listening to all directions, I am not confused when I look at it.

The guests and musicians all wore "Hu clothes", which shows that this is a high-level banquet of ethnic minorities in the northwest, and the attendees are likely to be one of the local dignitaries to make such a pomp.

I noticed that the musicians had a variety of instruments, but there was no lute.

In the bouncing pipa diagram, the only one holding the lute is the maiko who bounces the pipa, and the rest of the people use a different instrument.

At this moment, I'm really looking forward to the guy who comes out with the pipa in his arms.

As the minutes ticked by, the music came and went, the guests left and returned, and the atmosphere of the banquet was always elated. It's just that the rebound person I was expecting never appeared.

"What the hell is going on?" I was a little surprised, "Is there any point in the fat man showing me this?" ”

After watching it for a long time, I was a little tired and couldn't help but yawn lightly.

The music around him gradually became quieter, and the lights in the palace were extinguished and became very dim.

"Since you can't see anything, is it necessary to keep looking?" I couldn't help but be disappointed.

Suddenly, the colorful carpet was illuminated by a beam of light shot down in mid-air, and all kinds of flowers, clouds, birds, and animals embroidered and painted on it also became vivid, as if they could jump out of the carpet in an instant and wander everywhere.

A pair of * feet appeared on the carpet, and I could only see the part from the calf to the toe, and the knee was up, but it was out of the light, and I couldn't see a single bit.

It was a pair of young woman's feet, white and watery, and the nails of the ten toes were all painted bright red, like ten bright rubies. When those feet move nimbly forward and backward on the carpet, hovering left and right, the ten rubies become dozens, hundreds, and dazzling.

The sound of the pipa sounded, and the tune was not passionate, but tender like water, like a gentle and sweet whisper between children.

In this situation, only playing this kind of music is the most commonsense.