The next morning, according to the address given to me by Team Chen, I found a batch of camel carts and approached that side.

Sitting on a camel and chatting with the groom, thinking that I was going to meet a group of new friends again, it was really a send-off.

Not long after, the groom said, "Here we are, look." On the opposite side of a river, there are cliffs full of large and small caves, which are more spectacular than the length and height of the K grottoes. At this time, the sun is setting, and Wanxia is set off behind the grotto, making this site more grandiose.

When I arrived at Jinshi, I was greeted by a middle-aged woman, but she was also very polite, asked me about my situation, and arranged for me to stay.

Since I was a "young man" and was just in time for the restoration of the mural, I was rightfully assigned there. I was taken to the dormitory by her, where five young men about my age were already waiting for me, introducing each other one by one, to be honest, five people at once, I couldn't remember what the names were all about, so I could only get familiar with them in the future.

At dinner, I saw that Brother Sun, who was a little older, seemed to be the leader of our gang, greeting this and that, and having the demeanor of being a big brother, I guess I followed him behind.

Sure enough, when I went back to the dormitory in the evening, Brother Sun took me to see the equipment, and roughly explained to me how to use it, and I looked at the many and heavy equipment, and I knew that although these tasks sound simple, they cannot be done by one person, and there must be a team to collaborate.

It's a good time after a short period of time, the friendship between men is very simple, anyway, the age is about the same, the knowledge is about the same, the common language is more, and there is no conflict of interest, usually work, eat and sleep together, braggadocio jokes and meat jokes don't have to shy away from anything, only Brother Sun is more like a boss, not smiling, but it's also normal, with a group of young people, who is not serious and presses?

During this time, I also listened to them talk about the necessity of doing these things, and at the end of the day, it was all about protecting the grottoes. Thousands of years is enough time for one person to destroy no scum left, and the grottoes have experienced so many years of wind and sand, and the natural protection conditions are already very poor.

In addition, after the famous M cave, the number of tourists is increasing day by day, and from time to time there will be a visit from the neurosis of the mural theft, and the difficulty of protection is even greater. I have to insert a sentence here, the development of tourism is often contradictory to the protection of ancient relics, but many cities without tourism resources can only develop ancient relics for cultural tourism, resulting in greater difficulty in protection.

In order to reconcile tourism and conservation, the prevention and protection of Cave M in D City can be regarded as an industry model, and efforts have been made in environmental testing, disease mechanisms, pigment discoloration, material aging, etc., and every effort has been made to leave this legacy to future generations. The purpose of what we do is to permanently preserve the information of Cave M, and with the development of technology, this possibility is indeed increasing.

It is said that there is also a pre-visit learning center, and when you come to visit Cave M, you must first study and do your homework before you can enter the cave, which can greatly shorten the visit time. This is arguably unheard of in the attractions I've been to, but I believe it's a good way to protect it.

In fact, it sounds difficult and very advanced, and I learned it quite quickly, from the beginning of being taught by hand, to now being able to operate independently, drawing and painting independently, I really think it is not difficult to use, I even think that the so-called need for young people may just be used by some old comrades to put things aside. Since I was a child, my mother told me that I am not willing to lag behind the times and technology, as long as there are conditions, people must keep pace with the times, and have more contact with new things.

However, it didn't take long for such a good day to happen.

This morning we are painting more than 60 caves, this is the Guiyi Army Festival to make Cao and his wife in the middle of the 10th century to build the merit cave, in addition to the upper part of the west wall through the wall painting of the famous epicenter of the 13 meters, 3.6 meters high large "Five Mountains Map", in the east wall, south wall, north wall is also very conspicuously drawn dozens of Cao family female donor images and inscriptions.

It was a big project to draw that map of the five mountains, and we installed the equipment and sat on the steps next to it. But the weather was too cold, and there was no sun in the cave, so it was even colder. I was shivering from the cold, so I had to get up and jump around while admiring the murals around me.

I've never seen so many women in other caves I've been to. Although these women are not good-looking, but after all, they are women, as the saying goes, men and women are like magnets, and different properties attract each other, although I am not so, but the meaning is like this, I still can't help but take a closer look.

I counted 16 on the north side, 17 on the south side, and 16 on the east wall, and only the 7 on the east wall against the entrance of the cave were dressed in black, and the rest were dressed in red. And the farther away from the door, the smaller it becomes. I'm thinking, is this a difference between high and low, or is it age?

Just as I was thinking, suddenly, I felt something move in front of me, although subtle, but enough for my peripheral vision to perceive, I subconsciously turned my eyes to look, and found that the movement just now should be near the face of the woman next to me. Before I could react, the thing moved again. Now I saw that this woman's eyes moved again! And this time, impartiality met my gaze.

I was taken aback, how could the eyes of the mural move? I didn't understand it, but the fear in my heart was real, and I hurriedly stepped back, but I didn't want to tripped over the steps on my heel and fell on my back. I can't say in my heart, don't break something and get in trouble, but who can control it when you fall?

However, before I could fall to the ground, the caisson and the four drapeds that I looked at were painted with thousands of Buddhas, all of which were about the same size, but different in color and form, and for a moment all their eyes opened and looked at me, and their eyes flashed with a strange light. I felt like the world was spinning. However, as soon as I wanted to turn my head to clear myself, I saw one of the Four Heavenly Kings in the corner also staring at me, and my eyes suddenly darkened.

I struggled to get up and opened my eyes with all my might, only to find myself lying in some strange place. Brother Sun's voice came from the side with a cold voice: "Are you awake?" Hey, don't get up, lie down! With that, he dragged me to my ground.

That's when I realized, I'm in the hospital?

I asked him, "What's the matter, how did I get here?"

I felt like I had just fallen and got up, but obviously I was unconscious for a while.

"You just didn't know how to collapse, we couldn't wake up, and hurriedly sent you to the hospital, the doctor said that you may have a slight concussion, and you can wake up in a while, so I'm waiting for you here until it's dark."

What? Got dark? I turned my head to look to the side, okay, it's true. I was dizzy all day.

I turned around and smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to cause you trouble again."

"Where, how are you feeling now?"

"It's good, it's like a nobody."

He looked at me again, and I stared at him, and he seemed to confirm that there was nothing wrong with me, and asked me, "Why did you fall so well?" Is it because you've been too tired lately or are you not used to it? ”

I smiled awkwardly, "No, I just did, I tripped over my heel and probably hit my head."

When he heard this, he almost laughed out of breath. He sent someone to report the safety of the Jinshi Institute first, and we rested in the hospital for one night, and the next day I paid out of my own pocket and asked him to make a breakfast in Hu Yang Braised Cake before going back, to be honest, I am really not used to eating so fat in the morning, but it can be regarded as an improvement in the food.

After I went back, a few young comrades also asked me what was the matter, and when they heard that I had tripped and fell and had not worked for a day, they all jokingly wanted to follow suit.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and everyone is reluctant to leave the warm canteen after dinner. Although it is not as isolated as XH Cemetery and LL Ancient City, there are only a few colleagues I see every day, so they are basically very good, just like a small family, so everyone sits in the cafeteria after dinner every day to read books and chat, which has become one of the daily entertainment items.

There is an aunt surnamed Qian, who received me last time, is in charge of personnel work, and is relatively idle, the most gossip on weekdays, and the most talkative, at this time is the best moment for her to play.

Today Zhang Luo will introduce an object to whom, tomorrow I will say who and who went out to play dice and how much money I won, and the day after tomorrow I will say which book on the plot is touching, although I am not very interested in these things, but Aunt Qian happened to be on her mouth, how boring things she said, can also be more interesting, amuse everyone, so idle and boring, it is better to listen to her tell jokes.

However, I don't know what happened to Aunt Qian, maybe she was inspired by reading a book, and suddenly told us a strange story.

Regardless of whether the story itself is good or bad, the attendance rate is quite high, maybe everyone is usually bored and boring at work, and it is really good to use this kind of story to stimulate the nerves.

The story she tells is actually like that, about a young man who fell in love with a girl in D City, and both of them were about to get married, and suddenly one night they were passionate, and suddenly the door rang three times, and the young man put on his clothes and opened the door and disappeared, and when he found the person, the person had died in the desert. And on the first seven nights, his soul came back to the girl, and said something that no one could understand, and scared her half to death.

I said in my heart that this story is bloody enough, it has no beginning and no end, and it is far worse than my inexplicable experience. But in order not to show how "full of vicissitudes" I am, I still told her that this story is good.