"I have a painting to open your eyes!" Sikong Xingxing sat down, took his phone out of his pocket, and swiped it on the screen.

The painting is his phone screensaver, and there is only a woman's face in the painting, smiling affectionately. That face is supposed to be part of the screenshot, so only the range from the forehead to the lips, from the left ear to the right cheekbone, appears on the screen.

My first impression was that of a woman, but before I saw the obvious gender characteristics such as hair and Adam's apple, I should have defined this painting as a "woman".

Women have "female appearances", and just as men may also have "female appearances". Well, this screenshot can be from both a portrait of a woman and a portrait of a man.

The first time I saw this painting, the charm in the eyes of the people in the painting immediately caught my eye.

I understand that the painter uses the "pupil focus method", and the force of the whole painting is on the eyes of the figure, and the body, limbs, clothes, and movements are all drawn with the eyes, and they all become the foil of the eyes. The advantage of this painting method is that it can make the characters rich in connotation and full of aura, but the disadvantage is that the more similar the painting, the more dazzling the viewer is, and it is very easy to go crazy.

During the Sui and Tang dynasties to the two Song dynasties, this kind of painting technique prevailed, especially in some teaching workshops and tiles, and many unemployed painters used the "focus method" to draw pictures of the Spring Palace, preaching * and teaching the people badly, which is really the greatest shame in the history of painting.

The shame of Jingkang in the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty was the result of "misleading the country and slackening the army and the people". Just imagine, if the whole country takes lust and pleasure as the pursuit of life, the king is not the king, the minister is not the minister, the official is not the official, the people are not the people, the general will not be the general, the soldier will not be the soldier...... How can the border guards resist the tiger and wolf divisions of the northern minorities? How do the garrison troops train their soldiers? How do the businessmen and the common people run production? Such a regime should be destroyed.

As the old saying goes, color is a steel knife that scrapes bones.

After the monarchs and ministers of the Northern Song Dynasty were scraped by this steel knife, they were captured together and escorted to the Five Kingdoms City, where they spent their lives in "sitting in the well and watching the sky".

Those histories are not far away, and modern people should remember them.

When I read modern history, I raised my hands in favor of the country's "ban on prostitution." Only by "treating the country as a hungry tiger" can we shift the strength of the whole country to strengthening the army, building, defending the country, and being a man.

I didn't like the painting very much, so I looked at it and turned my head away from looking at it closely.

Gu Qingcheng's eyes were sharp, although he was separated by the iron grille, he also had a clear view of the screen of Sikong Xingxing's mobile phone, and immediately frowned slightly.

Prostitution during the day is taboo for gentlemen.

Although this painting does not provoke a single word "lewd", its flattery is easy to make people think about it, so it is more terrible than "lewdness".

"It is true that we have not encountered anyone from the 'Blue Sky and White Sun', although the Gu clan's business has spread all over Southeast Asia, it has never had any conflict with that kind of Jianghu people. I've been reflecting on how we ended up in this vast landscape. Gu Qingcheng muttered.

I suspect that it was Lu Zhongguo who did the trick in the middle.

When Ming Shuichong scribbled my painting in Cave 112, Ritsu Zhongguo was outside the cave; Lu Zhongguo rushed to the Chundu Hotel to discuss business with Gu Tingcheng, but was intercepted by the tank gang on the way; The core business that Lu Zhongguo peddled was the secret of the Mogao Grottoes, and Gu Qingcheng was definitely not his first customer; Whoever gives him a way to get rich, he will be hungry and laugh at it, and it is very easy for others to buy him...... After listing all the pieces, the country has become an astonishing power*.

"Let's open the gap from Lu Zhongguo, success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He!" I can't help but sigh.

Gu Tingcheng nodded: "When I left Hong Kong Island, my brother reminded me that the trip to Dunhuang is not a sightseeing trip, but a journey to ask for hardships. My credo in life is to break the waves and never back down. As long as the matter in the hospital is solved, the first person to find after going out is Lu Zhongguo. ”

With an elder brother like Gu Tingguo covered, Gu Tingcheng has the confidence to charge fearlessly. Otherwise, the rivers and lakes would be in turmoil, and she would have long since lost her halberd and sunk in the sand.

Sikong Xingxing didn't say anything for a long time, and suddenly yawned loudly at this moment.

"This painting ...... How is it? He asked slowly.

Without waiting for me to answer, he spoke again: "The water is the eyes are rippling, the eyebrows are the mountains gathering, I want to ask where the pedestrians go?" Laughter. I don't know how beautiful a person with such a pair of wonderful eyes should be? I have a mansion, a lot of money, fame, and wonderful hands, but I can't find her, isn't this life very boring? I swear whoever can help me find her, I'll give it all I have for the rest of my life! ”

Gu Qingcheng's brows furrowed even more, and he moved back twice, away from the iron cage.

Only people who are too affectionate and can't extricate themselves will let out such a great sigh as picking up stars.

Suddenly, Sikong Xingxing's cheeks surged bright crimson, and his eyes were violently bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes turned bright red.

Without hesitation, I immediately stretched out my right palm and pressed it on the back of his neck.

Normally, gently massaging that acupoint can soothe people's emotions. At this moment, as soon as my palm came into contact with Sikong Xingxing's skin, I felt scorching, which showed that his body was rolling hot, unable to vent.

"Offended the seniors." I let out a low cry, raised my left fist high, and landed heavily on the back of my right palm, and in an instant, I struck three punches in a row.

Sikong Xingxing's Adam's apple shook up and down violently, and he was about to reverse his meridians, and blood spurted wildly.

I didn't dare to slack off, my left fist hooked down, grabbed the top of his Adam's apple, and forced his retrograde veins down.

In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, it is a good thing for the blood congestion between the heart and lungs to spew upward, so that the suppressed emotions can be violently vented, and the pressure on the internal organs will be greatly reduced when the breath is relaxed, leaving no future troubles.

I stopped Sikong from squirting blood because I considered that his emotional changes were caused by that painting, and did not belong to the long-term illness. Only "restraint and strong pressure" can stabilize emotions. Blindly catharsis will cause deep prostration, and years of practice may be wasted.

This theory, contrary to traditional Chinese medicine, seems absurd, but it is actually the right medicine.

In "Dream of Red Mansions", it is recorded that Jia Rui died in the section of Fengyue Baojian, which is the evil result of excessive catharsis.

Regardless of the right or wrong theories of medical theory, at least I can guarantee that this is to save him, not to harm him.

"I-" Sikong Xingxing struggled twice, trying to break free of my choke hook.

"Trust me, I won't hurt you, it's really good for you!" I said in a loud voice.

Sikong Xingxing is a person invited by Gu Tingcheng, and it is not a good sign that he killed himself before he started work. All I can do is try to stop this from happening.

"I ...... It's okay, I'm willing to do it for her...... To die, let alone to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood? This is an incurable disease, no one can save me......" Sikong picked up the star*, held his phone high, and stared at the screen intently.

Looking at his appearance, he has been hurt by this painting and lost his mind.

I didn't hesitate, grabbed it with my backhand, snatched the phone from Sikong Xingxing's hand, threw the iron cage out of the air, and threw it to Gu Qingcheng.

Without my command, Gu Tingcheng stepped on his mobile phone and stomped on it more than a dozen times, and the mobile phone became a small pile of waste plastic waste.

ruining the painting is equivalent to picking up the stars and collecting the soul for Sikong, and his life will be saved.

I let go of my hand, gave a gentle push on the shoulders of the star, and then stepped back to the other corner of the cage.

"You, you...... You ruined my paintings...... It took a lot of effort for me to save it, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! The Sky Picker howled like a beast.

That painting is spiritual opium, which will never bring happiness to Sikong Xingxing, but only endless troubles. To save his body, you must first save his spirit.

Gu Tingcheng and I didn't make a sound, and let Sikong pick up the stars and shout.

When he had enough trouble, I explained slowly: "Senior, that painting is *, and I can't keep it at all." You can't live in a painting forever, the painting is gone, just start now, use your strength to change the world! ”

Sikong Xingxing was silent for a while, and then dodged out of the iron cage.

He used the essence of light power lifting and bone shrinking, and the iron fence couldn't stop him at all, coming and going freely, like wind and electricity.

With his intelligence, of course, he understands the harm of the painting, but he is addicted to it for a while and cannot solve himself. Gu Tingcheng destroying the mobile phone was tantamount to pulling him up from the quagmire.

Xiao Gu said that Dunhuang will become very interesting in the future, and sure enough! I saw something extraordinary in both of you. Sikong Xingxing's gaze slowly swept over my and Gu Qingcheng's faces.

His body seems to be able to deform at will, even in the low air duct, he can still twist his body freely without embarrassment.

Of course, Dunhuang will become more and more interesting, but there are many meanings of this "meaning". The "One Belt, One Road" economic national policy can enhance Dunhuang's position at the throat of the Eurasian map and help it return to the era of a prosperous town.

As long as the world's wealthy see the future of Dunhuang, they will rush to airdrop a large amount of money here, and carry out multi-headed cooperation with the local government to further promote the development of Dunhuang and make it a star city in the western part of the mainland.

After the highlights, there will be shadows.

Especially sitting on the ancient cultural heritage treasure such as Mogao Grottoes, the characters in the rivers and lakes who are good at licking blood with knives will also be moved by the wind and do everything possible to get a piece of the pie.

"Senior, we're just—" I was just about to speak, but I was interrupted by a wave of my hand.

"Hey, I can't afford to be called 'senior', little brother, where did you learn the kung fu of hitting the big vertebral point on the back of my neck just now?" He asked in a deep voice.

I shook my head, the big vertebral point is the bridge between the human heart and the brain, and to relieve it here is to sort out people's emotions, which is clearly recorded in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing". The technique of hitting the big vertebral points with heavy punches is my understanding of ancient Chinese medicine, and after in-depth analysis, it suddenly became self-taught.

This principle is the same as "the sword finger stimulates the temples to make people sober", which is the result of the practical study and application of traditional Chinese medicine theory.

Ordinary doctors regard the ancient medical books such as the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" as the guideline, and every line and every action is carried out according to the method in the ancient books, and they do not dare to change even a penny, which is really ignorant and pathetic. The eating habits, physical fitness, air environment, and geographical orientation of the ancients and today's people are completely different, and the flow of qi and blood vessels will of course change.

"Very good, very good, although you don't say it, I have seen the answer in your eyes. Little brother, your judgment is completely correct, the person who set up this iron cage has no ill will towards you, and the lock will be automatically unlocked after twenty-four hours, you just need to wait quietly. However, I also give you a piece of advice, after getting out of trouble, don't try to retaliate against the other party, you are definitely not the opponent of the 'blue sky and white sun remnants'! Okay, I'll go to the anti-thief pit right away, what about you, little girl, do you want to go with you? Sikong Xingxing's gaze turned from my face to Gu Qingcheng.