Chapter Ninety-Seven: Mogao Grottoes (3)

"In the year of Gengzi, in 1900, on the day when the Boxers in Beijing besieged Dongjiaomin Lane, Daoist Wang was cleaning up the silt in the Mogao Grottoes, and stumbled upon this secret room, and when he opened it, he saw a room full of treasures. Although there are only scriptures and documents, and there are no mountains of gold and silver, it is 10,000 times more precious than the mountains and seas of gold and silverβ€”history! ”

Li Longsheng grabbed a scroll casually, carefully unfolded it under the horse lamp, and copied the "Diamond Sutra" by hand.

Sven Hedin opened another volume, but it was the original text of the Buddhist scriptures written in Sanskrit in ancient India. Qin Beiyang couldn't help but open a book, at first glance it looked like a common Manchu script in the Qing Dynasty, and it was like Mongolian script, but Li Longsheng gave the answer: "This is an ancient Uighur script." ”

Qin Beiyang couldn't help but say: "In the year of Gengzi, the Eight-Nation Alliance Army entered Beijing City, and I was also born in that year!" ”

"Daoist Wang found more than 50,000 scriptures in the Tibetan scripture cave. Seven years later, Stein made his first visit to Dunhuang, where he took 600 scrolls and filled them in five large boxes. ”

"Hey! This gentleman, are you scolding me for casually spoiling a national treasure? Wang Daoist's ears were sharp, and he actually listened outside the scripture cave, "If it weren't for the poor Dao discovering the scripture cave, how could there be a national treasure to see the light of day?" I had just discovered the scroll and reported it to the magistrate. How do you know that the county master who eats and waits for death is indifferent. Poor Dao rode a donkey again, slept in the open air, and risked being eaten by wolves and being taken by bandits through the back door to find Lord Daotai. This man read the scriptures and said that the calligraphy of the ancients was not as good as his, so he sent the poor way away. ”

"The officials of the Manchu Qing Dynasty only know how to get promoted and make a fortune, and the national treasures and cultural relics are not as good as the three-inch golden lotus of their wives and concubines in their hearts."

"Later, that Yingyi named Si came."

"Stein, British-Hungarian."

"Yes, Poor Dao guards the Tibetan Scripture Cave tightly, and does not allow foreigners to come in at all." Daoist Wang glanced at Sven Heding, swallowed his saliva and continued, "Although I am a Taoist, I worship Master Tang Sanzang the most. People say that sincerity goes, and the gold and stone are open, and I was bluffed by him and opened the door of the scripture cave. ”

Li Longsheng said coldly: "After Stein, the Frenchman Bo Xihe came to the Tibetan scripture cave, because he was proficient in Chinese and could understand the content of the scriptures, he picked up the most valuable more than 6,000 volumes, as well as Tang Dynasty paintings, banners, fabrics, wooden movable type printing models...... Ten carts were loaded and eventually shipped to Paris. ”

"Birch."

Qin Beiyang's eyes appeared in front of the great sinologist wearing a French military uniform.

"Later, Japan's Tachibana Ruichao, Yoshikawa Koichiro, and Russia's Odenburg came to the Mogao Grottoes one after another and bought a lot of scriptures from you."

"This ......" Daoist Wang remembered the clear price just now, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Buddhism, Buddhism, Taoism, and the Dharma all belong to the laws of all living beings in the world, and it is not to spread the gospel of Chinese civilization when foreign devils bring it back to their own countries to promote our Tao and our Buddha, and make their people convert to Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism? ”

Listening to his quibbles, Qin Beiyang couldn't cry or laugh. Li Longsheng said to Sven Hedin in German: "Sir, we are here for archaeological expeditions, not to steal treasures, and all the cultural relics obtained by the joint archaeological team belong to the Chinese government." ”

Is this a warning to the great Swedish explorers? In the Mogao Caves, Qin Beiyang squinted at Li Longsheng's handsome face, which was really a mysterious Dr. Cambridge.

Exiting the Tibetan Scripture Cave, Qin Beiyang was empty-handed, lost his soul, and did not dare to return to the cave again, for fear of seeing Katya sad.

Just as Jiuse ran to his feet, Qin Beiyang hugged the tomb beast of the town and looked at the Sanwei Mountain opposite the Mogao Grottoes.

Li Longsheng said in a low voice: "Beiyang, since you have come to the resort, why don't I accompany you around?" ”

Qin Beiyang couldn't refuse, so he followed him to climb the scaffolding of the Mogao Grottoes and watched many caves in a row. With a doctorate in physics from the University of Cambridge, he has a wealth of knowledge of history, archaeology, art, and religion, just like Leonardo da Vinci, a generalist in the Renaissance.

Looking at the magnificent and splendid murals, gazing at the stories of the Buddha's birth, and looking up at the flying band playing the sound of heaven, Qin Beiyang thought of the painters thousands of years ago, wandering all over the world, living in no fixed place, employed by donors, or themselves devout ascetics, walking into beehive-like caves, accompanied by a bean wick day and night, just like the tombsmith clan building a mausoleum in the underground palace. It is with these unknown Leonardo da Vinci, Raphael, and Michelangelo that this famous Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang were created.

In the next mural, the town's tomb beast Nine Colors actually knelt on his knees. Qin Beiyang is illuminated with a horse lantern, and a white deer is in the earthy red background. The painter used ochre and stone green to dot the deer and decorate it with nine colors. The whole mural is rendered in the "concave and convex method", with dark colors blending the outer edges, fading in the middle, and white powder dots dyeing at the brightest part, expressing the volume of all things. The colors are intense and have the aesthetic taste of Indians. The outline of the image, the line that bends like iron wire is strong, concise, natural and powerful. The landscape in the painting is painted flat in earth red or blue and green, without rubbing, and is very decorative.

After observation, Li Longsheng said: "This is the story of the Deer King's Bunsheng, which is estimated to be the Northern Wei Dynasty, influenced by the Western Regions and India. ”

"Deer King Bunsen?"

Qin Beiyang subconsciously looked at the nine colors under his feet, and remembered that inside its bronze shell, there was the body of an ancient divine deer. Is it any wonder that it knelt in front of this mural because it saw its own kind or predecessors?

"This deer is not an ordinary deer, but a past life of Shakyamuni Buddha. The Buddha went through countless past lives, and each life was a process of cultivation, and it took many lifetimes to attain the path to Buddhahood. ”

"It's like feeding a tiger with your body?"

"Yes, in his previous life, the Buddha was a nine-colored deer king by the Ganges. One day, the deer king heard the cries for help in the river and launched a compassionate heart to rescue a man who had fallen into the water. This man's name is Tiaoda, and he swears that if the whereabouts of the nine-colored deer are revealed, he will have rotten sores and a foul stench in his mouth. Unexpectedly, the queen dreamed of a nine-colored deer and offered a reward to the whole country to catch it. Dispatch greedy for bounty and secretly report the news of the deer king to the king. A large number of soldiers and horses besieged the nine-colored deer, and the deer king came to the king and stated the story of saving people. The ungrateful tuning was spurned by the people, covered with rotten sores, and his mouth stenched. ”

As if having heard the story, the Nine Colors gazed solemnly at the mural and grew snow-white antlers in the cave. Qin Beiyang squatted in front of it, and then looked at the deer in the mural, it was a little similar.

Could it be that the name "Nine Colors" comes from the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang? Or is it this story of the Buddha's birth?

The "Nine Colors" is one of the deer kings in the Buddha's previous life?

Fifteen hundred years later, the living nine colors came to the nine colors in the mural.

Qin Beiyang was almost about to bow down to the nine colors, this underage tomb beast of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty had such a sacred origin?

But the spirit stone in its chest is not a benevolent thing, Qin Beiyang remembered the words of Daoist Wang-

"The aura of heaven and earth can kill people."

Yes!

He understood why Katya was sick because of the town grave beast. Nine colors have several spirit stones hidden in their bodies, and at the same time have the power of countless tomb beasts, it is a moving radioactive source.

Since, Qin Beiyang stayed with it every day and suffered from cancer due to the radiation of the spirit stone, Katya has been on an adventure with him all the way in the past six months, from the three eastern provinces to Mongolia and then to Xinjiang over the Kunlun Mountains and then into the Yumen Pass, not only getting along with Qin Beiyang day and night, but also accompanying the nine colors day and night.

There is no need to ask a Cambridge doctor of physics for Qin Beiyang to understand these truths. He can rely on the ancient tomb to survive, but Katya may not, and the hardships and hardships of crossing the desert a few days ago have exhausted her last vitality, and now the oil is exhausted......