"Winter is rarely restored, and the best season for ancient frescoes to be restored is in summer." Guan Ji put on his glasses, "Besides, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties." ”

Chen Qiong smiled, and at this moment, she simply asked everything she wanted to ask: "What's the matter with the carpet on the scaffolding?" ”

"In order to protect the mural from dust, people walking around will bring up dust, and it will be better to spread the carpet." Seki put on a clean shoe cover on the first step of the stairs, "This is also to keep dust out." ”

Chen Qiong nodded understandingly, and then one of the two of them got on the scaffold to continue repairing, and the other turned around and continued to look at the Western Pure Land on the north wall, this time it was different, her eyes all fell on the Bodhisattva of Joy not far in front of the Amitayus Buddha Lotus Seat.

On the mural, the graceful posture of the Bodhisattva is out of the hips, twisted, and bowed to form the representative S-shaped three bends in the Dunhuang dance, the body sits back on the hips, the barefoot left foot is raised high, and the direction of the line of sight is lowered to do the orchid pose, and the right hand is raised to do the pinto pose, these are originally from the Buddhist mudra also have their special meaning, symbolizing the ease and elegance.

Even the eyes and the corners of the mouth and the verve of the Bodhisattva are all reflecting this.

Chen Qiong, who tilted her head slightly, suddenly had a smile in her eyes, probably because of her profession, and there was a resurrected Bodhisattva dancing with music in her mind.

Bright and exotic tunes sounded, Dunhuang dance's unique gesture culture in the hands of the Bodhisattva is constantly changing, when the tune is heavy, the gestures are also slow and solemn, the tune is gradually bright, the gestures are also fast, in this fast with softness, but not the slightest delay, the body also with the gesture and rhythm of sinking, out of the crotch and punching.

The long ribbon wrapped around the arms on the Yingluo Tianyi also danced, and the crisp sound of the arms and the music accompanied the music, and the movements under the feet were all difficult to raise, warp and crook with one foot.

The Bodhisattva did not sway at all, his face was always soft and smiling, but as he danced, his eyes also changed, and with the gestures, he was kind, quiet, solemn and strong, and charming, and finally his charm returned to the ease and tranquility of the gestures painted on the mural.

For the audience, it was a hearty show.

"I've fixed it!"

An excited shout caused the Bodhisattva to stop dancing and return to the mural.

Chen Qiong followed the sound and looked over, it was the young restorer behind the scaffolding on the ground of the west wall shouted, the light in her eyes had not faded, but she was hooked by the voice on the west wall, and finally looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva on the mural and smiled, suddenly lowered her eyes, bowed her head slightly, and waved her hands, and waited in this posture for a few seconds, she bowed her head through the scaffold to the west wall in cotton clothes.

Guan Ji, who had long been led by the sound to the west of the scaffolding, looked down at Chen Qiong.

Chen Qiong looked at the elated restorer, who was Xiao Lu in the team, who had been studying in the cave for a year or two, and had only recently started repairing independently.

This is the first mural he restored from beginning to end, and he couldn't hide his joy, and several nearby restorers came to see it.

Chen Qiong also poked her head out to look.

Xiao Lu, who was excited, greeted directly: "Teacher Chen, you are also here." ”

She nodded: "Come over and join in the fun." ”

"How?" He pointed to a spot on the mural, "That's it... This bodhisattva's face was repaired by me. ”

Chen Qiong looked at the repaired nail mural above, the mural was perfectly pasted back, there was no unevenness and no bubbles, in fact, it didn't feel much like this, in the impression of many people, the mural was the restored appearance in front of them.

She turned her head to look at the unrepaired disease next to her, and the disciples around this bodhisattva were unrecognizable, and the paint layers were all cracked and turned up, inexplicably giving birth to a very lonely state of mind.

It was as if it was a protracted battle against the years, and only it survived, and everyone else was killed.

"The restorers are really a group of people who turn decay into magic." She stretched out her hand and gave a thumbs up.

The two of them talked casually, and there was nothing to say.

Seeing the people who will continue to be repaired, Chen Qiong was also about to quietly walk to the other side and leave a simple passage next to the scaffolding, and as soon as she took a step, she heard a short whistle from above, it was Guan Ji, and she smiled and threw a look: "I haven't seen you praise me like this." ”

He didn't seem to need Chen Qiong's answer at all, left the railing with both hands, and left a "come up" before turning around.

Chen Qiong was stunned, shouldn't she be called to go up and praise people?

She really can't praise people, the sentence just now is already the limit, but if she doesn't praise, will she wear small shoes?

However, the words that praised Xiao Lu obviously even praised the profession of restorer.

Walking through this scaffolding passage along the south wall, I turned around and walked a few steps north to the stairs to the scaffolding, and reached out to get a shoe cover from the old place and put my shoes and feet on before going up the stairs.

After walking to Guan Ji's side, the man ignored people, she was neither easy to disturb nor walk, she simply leaned against the workbench and watched him repair the murals.

I was so bored that I followed the repair steps of the nail in my heart.

The third step is to take out the white cotton paper, and then paste the cut white cotton paper on the end where the nail mural is not cracked, the wooden repair knife starts from this end, and gently pastes the upturned picture back to the wall little by little, and the repair knife pastes the nail part all the way back, and the white cotton paper is also completely pasted on the mural.

"Please pass the cotton balls." Sekiyo put down the repair knife and sent the man with an expressionless face, "The white one." ”

Chen Qiong didn't move at all, chuckling: "Are you willing to speak?" ”

Guan Ji felt that this scene was familiar, just like it happened yesterday, in fact, it was yesterday, but after a short thought, Chen Qiong had already handed over the cotton ball: "I'm afraid that if you don't talk again, you will be reluctant to talk to me." ”

Chen Qiong didn't think deeply, the whole person was lazy again, and the warm baby at the knee also began to play its role, changing the narrow side of the workbench, which happened to be facing Guan Ji on the side, so Guan Ji held the cotton ball in one hand, and continued to paste the cotton paper on the mural with one hand, and the action of the cotton ball gently rolling over was unobstructed: "Hasn't it been pasted back?" ”

"Secondary reinforcement." After closing the rolling, it was rolled again, "This can also exhaust the air that may remain in the mural, so as to avoid the subsequent swelling." ”

After rolling, some places also need to use a cotton swab dipped in the prepared hydrogen water to clean the mural again.

"Why do I feel like every prosthetist has a different procedure?"

"The restoration has a fixed general framework stipulated in the guidelines for the protection of cultural relics and monuments, but under this fixed general framework, each restorer will develop a different set of plans for restoration according to the different conditions of the mural diseases."