Jiang Yao caught up, "Sir, our documents are here, she is with us." ”

The soldier picked up the document and looked left and right, and then looked through the goods on the car. Winter Frost shoved a few money strings to the soldier, and the soldier waved his hand to let him go.

After someone broke off, Xuanyi ignored the shouts of the soldiers behind her, she just wanted to appreciate the artistic treasures of Mogao Grottoes as soon as possible.

"Where are the Mogao Grottoes?" Xuanyi asked the pedestrians on the road.

People who come and go to Dunhuang have to go to Mogao Grottoes to have a look, not only to see the artistic style, but also to worship the Buddha. The people of Dunhuang are proud of this.

The pedestrian replied proudly: "Fifty miles southeast of the city, at the eastern foot of Mingsha Mountain." ”

Xuanyi customized the inn first, and Jiang Yao and others came. Winter Frost and the guards place the goods together.

Xuanyi didn't wait for a moment, "Jiang Yao, you accompany me to the Mogao Grottoes." ”

Jiang Yao: "The light is not suitable at night, so let's go again tomorrow, we can linger in the grotto all day." ”

Xuanyi was a little disappointed and hung his head silently. Jiang Yao advised her, "Gray and dirty, it's not dignified to go to the art temple, isn't it good to clean up tonight?" ”

"Little second brother, send bath water."

Jiang Yao went downstairs and directly customized the meal. Xuanyi had no choice but to stay. Everyone went to bed early.

Before dawn the next day, Xuanyi got up, "Jiang Yao, get up." She knocked on the head of the bed, Jiang Yao opened his eyes, and the moonlight poured in through the window lattice.

"It's too early, a day is not enough time for you to see." Jiang Yao put on his shoes as he spoke.

"It's not early, it's dawn when you get there."

Xuanyi was very interested. Braided your hair into several braids with beads hanging from the braids.

The two quietly went downstairs, and a man on duty in front of the counter lay on the counter in a daze. Lift your eyelids to look at them and continue to snooze.

"You're not afraid of getting lost in the dark." Jiang Yao led the horse over.

Xuanyi waited at the door with two lanterns. "The moon is very bright, I can rest assured that I will follow you."

The moonlight poured down on the vast desert, and the desert under the moonlight was like a clear snow.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Xuanyi galloped on his horse and asked loudly.

Jiang Yao let his horse chase after him, and the two lanterns in his hand whirred twice and went out one after another. Fortunately, the moonlight led them forward.

The rock wall of Mogao Grottoes appeared in front of them, and Xuanyi jumped off his horse, stood in front of the stone wall, and bowed reverently.

The monks in the northern district were doing morning lessons, and when they heard the neighing of horses outside, they came out to check. A woman knelt on the ground and bowed, and a man led two horses to look at the cave.

The monk walked over, took the reins from Jiang Yao, and set up the horses for them.

"The donor has come from afar, let's eat for a meal."

The two followed the monk to the cave. The cave was a place for monks to practice. The living facilities inside are all made of local materials, clay kang, clay table, and clay stool.

When you come here, what you see is not the impression of poverty, as if you are returning to the cave ancestors who covered their bodies with blades of grass. But the monks are sackcloth sandals.

Jiang Yao practiced Taoism, Taoism pays more attention to the cultivation of one's own mind. Buddhists, on the other hand, have a greater sense of social responsibility, and they want to help sentient beings and save them from suffering. Then the world is the same, and it can be pervasively reached the Elysium.

The senior monk led the disciples to chant Sanskrit, and after singing, the two monks served each person a meal. Two flatbreads, a bowl of water with salt.

The atmosphere is sacred, and the taste of flatbread and water in your hands is different from before. Xuanyi ate both flatbreads, and she also ate the crumbs of the flatbread in her hands. She remembered her past behavior of not valuing food, and felt guilty.

Xuanyi stretched out his hand into his arms, and walked in a hurry without bringing silver taels. I forgot to put the silver taels on my body when I changed clothes yesterday.

Jiang Yao held up ten taels of silver and handed it to her, and I said, yes, it's right to follow Jiang Yao. Xuanyi took the silver taels, knelt on the ground, bowed sincerely, and threw the silver into the merit box.

These monks practiced in a way that was too hard. But there was a serenity on their faces. Especially the senior monks, with a compassionate look on their faces.

The sky was bright, and the monk took Xuanyi and the others to the south cave. The grottoes are brilliantly painted with colorful murals and Buddha sculptures with different expressions.

The murals are rich and colorful, there are Buddhist scripture stories, pavilions and pavilions, flying shapes, life scenes, and beautiful character portrayals.

Xuanyi was so excited that she burst into tears, and she muttered to herself, "It's just an ocean of art." So beautiful. ”

She is obsessed with frescoes and sculptures, browsing from grotto to grotto. Jiang Yao was by her side, but the picture was shocking and hit the heart.

The two came to the plank road outside and looked up at the grottoes of different sizes above the cliff wall.

"It's a miracle on earth. I love the art here, but I can't stand the poverty here. ”

Spiritual food does not fill the stomach. "If you don't come here, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Xuanyi shouted to a few people who were riding horses.

"Miss Xuanyi, childe." Several guards arrived, carrying large bags and small bags in their hands.

"You didn't come out of breakfast, and Master Frost ordered us to deliver food." The guards carried the food up the boardwalk.

A rich fragrance emerges from the package. "It's good to have you." The style of Xuanyi is naturally revealed.

The guards ran sweaty, but they were all satisfied with Xuanyi's infinite appreciation.

Xuanyi took the lead in getting off the plank road and stopped at a place far away from the grotto.

"Miss Xuanyi, let's be here." The guard told her to stop.

Xuanyi looked back at the monk's practice place and shook his head, "I'm walking forward." ”

The guards followed her out a mile before she stopped. "The monks who practice here are very religious, and I don't want our pickled wine and meat to defile the holy land."

The guards put out the food, and the fragrant taste became pickled. He picked up the sauced beef and placed it between Xuanyi's mouth and nose: "How fragrant, why is it pickled?" ”

Xuanyi closed his eyes and folded his hands, "This is the difference between a layman and a monk." In the eyes of the laity, this is a delicacy in the world. In the eyes of the monks, it is a karmic obstacle in the world. ”

The guard saw Xuanyi's insightful expression and placed dried tofu, tofu skin, pastries and the like in front of her. Put beef, leg of lamb, pig's trotters, etc. in front of them.

Xuanyi opened his eyes, didn't even glance at the dried tofu pastry, and reached out to pull the leg of mutton, "It's delicious, it's delicious." ”

The guard laughed, "It turns out that you are enlightened in your mouth, but you are still a vulgar person in your heart." ”

The guards tempted her with wine, but Xuanyi resolutely refused, the delicious food can be eaten, and the wine cannot be stained.

Xuanyi spent the night in the cave, and she meditated next to a group of statues. There are disciples and bodhisattvas around the gods and Buddhas. Xuanyi was meditating next to the gods and Buddhas, and Jiang Yao stayed with her.

Xuanyi was too excited, didn't feel sleepy, and pulled Jiang Yao out to admire the moon halfway. The cave is shrouded in soft moonlight, which highlights the solemnity and sacredness of the Buddhist holy land.

"Jiang Yao, Master Lezun has found a good place, there are few people here, although these grottoes have been devastated by war, they are still a little better than the Central Plains region that has been damaged by war."

Jiang Yao: "I hope that people in a thousand years will still be able to see everything here today." ”