He carefully picked up a piece the size of a fingernail and slowly rubbed its angular edges. From the outside, the lenses have been broken for a long time, and the stubble is very old. As you can imagine, when the mirror broke, the monks took away the large pieces of broken glass, and the pieces in the corners were too lazy to clean up, and eventually they were forgotten.

Ding Jun was facing the chisel mark, but when he slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the face of a dancer in the mural.

"What? Her eyes came alive from this angle, as if she could speak?" Ding Jun's mind was completely immersed in his imagination, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "The dancing girl looks at the mirror, and the mirror is for the dancing girl!" That's right, the mirror and the dancer echo each other from afar, what does she want to see in the mirror? Look at your own face? Wrong...... Wrong...... No, the appearance of glass mirrors is much later than when the murals were painted, and the murals came first and the mirrors came later, and the time gap was quite far away. So, the person who left the painting and the person who set the mirror have nothing to do with each other, so why does the dancer's gaze fall straight on the mirror?"

It is known that the metal back-coated glass mirror was meshed in the 12th century, and Nuremberg and Venice were famous centers of mirror-making at the time. By the beginning of the 14th century, Venetian craftsmen made mirrors with tin foil and mercury applied to the back of glass, and the images were very clear. Later, in 1835, the German chemist Libiger mixed silver nitrate with a reducing agent, so that silver nitrate precipitated silver and attached it to the glass. In 1929, the British Pilton brothers invented continuous silver plating, copper plating, lacquering, drying and other processes, which are still used today.

There is no doubt that what is pinching Ding Jun's fingertips at this moment is a small fragment of a modern glass mirror.

"The monks of Torin Monastery pursue the highest level of spiritual practice, chanting, sitting meditation, pondering, debating, and in addition to the necessary food, clothing, shelter and transportation, they are definitely not so bored as to inlay mirrors in the stones. So, who has the mirror? What does that mean?" Ding Jun unconsciously turned the lens and suddenly saw himself in the mirror. In fact, the lenses were extremely small, and all he could see was one of his own eyes. Because of the reflective effect of the lenses, he saw everything else before and after seeing his eyes.

"I seem to understand, I seem to understand, the lenses...... Reflection...... "In an instant, a light shot into his head, as if there was only a layer ......of window paper from the truth.

"Ding Jun, let's go, what are you afraid of with the map?" Ruan Feng urged beside him.

"Ruan Feng, you don't want to think about it, if the map could guarantee that the Guge tribe would be found, wouldn't Qinglong have already marched westward and plundered wildly? There must be some kind of problem in this, so the map falls into your hands! Fang Qing said that the key to the problem was discovered.

Ruan Feng held up the map and argued unconvinced: "According to you, this map is useless at all?" If it's useless, how can Mr. Yao be so obsessed with it?"

Mr. Yao's wisdom and influence are only under the Qinglong, and there is no doubt that he will definitely not do meaningless things. Therefore, after Ruan Feng's question, Fang Qing was immediately speechless, unable to explain the contradictions.

"Mirror, give me a mirror!" Ding Jun suddenly stretched out his hand, but his eyes were looking at the fragment in his hand, not at all at the other two.

"Where am I going to find you a mirror? You're really weird, you don't look at a serious map, but you stare at the wall in a daze. Okay, okay, I'll go find a place to rest, and when you wake up, we'll talk. Ruan Feng couldn't bear it, so he simply slipped away.

Fang Qing took out a small square mirror from his pocket and handed it over, Ding Jun put the mirror into the recess, and slowly adjusted the position of the plane until the dancing girl's gaze fell on the mirror. After that, he adjusted the angle of the mirror, slowly figuring out the different points of the eye after the reflection of the mirror.

Fang Qing was really smart, and after only looking at it for a few seconds, he proposed a new method: "Ding Jun, you are responsible for moving the mirror, and I will move the position of the dancing girl's eye reflection to see what I find."

She started from the mirror and took fifteen steps forward to the opposite wall.

"Two steps to the right, two more steps, two more steps...... "In this way, the two cooperated with each other, and after hundreds of moves, Fang Qing found another identical dent on the wall. Since there is a dent, it should be inlaid with the same mirror. Fang Qing thought for a moment, rushed to the nearest meditation room, and ran back with more than a dozen square mirrors and round mirrors within a few minutes.

Ding Jun sighed: "You are so powerful, where did you find so many mirrors?"

Fang Qing smiled: "It's the twenty-first century, cultivators also need to pay attention to their personal image, otherwise it will be unsightly, and it will also affect the reputation of the Torin Temple." Therefore, every monk has a mirror, and even in the meditation room, there are large dressing mirrors and plastic surgery mirrors. Are these little mirrors enough? Do you want me to bring the mirror?"

Ding Jun shook his head with a smile, secretly admiring Fang Qing's adaptability.

They followed the way they had just done, starting from the direction of the refraction of the light, and finally after the sixteenth conduction, the target was fixed on the lower right corner of another stone wall.

Ding Jun squatted down, peeled off the dark green moss, and found the four words engraved with a knife: "Two feet down."

Without hesitation, he lifted the stone slab on the ground and quickly dug down with the knife he carried with him. The incense and ghee of Torin Temple have lasted for thousands of years, so even the land here exudes the same smell as in the main hall.

"What's next? Jumbo jar? Gold bars ......" Fang Qing was puzzled, so the curiosity of the two people was all raised.

Soon, the tip of the knife touched something hard and made a clang. Ding Jun let go of the knife, carefully brushed away the floating soil, and brought up a black iron box buried in the soil. The iron box was only half a foot square, and when the lid was lifted, there was a small oiled paper bag in the middle.

"Beware of poison." Ding Jun was about to touch the oil paper bag, but was pulled by Fang Qing.

Ding Jun shook his head: "Don't worry, I don't think the person who left this iron box has any malice." He used such a complicated method to hide the treasure, just to pass it on to the destined people. ”

He tore open the three-layer oiled paper bag, and there was a red heart-shaped gemstone inside.

"A gem...... Just a gem?" Ding Jun was a little deflated.

Fang Qing picked up the gem with a handkerchief, turned it over and over to observe, but did not understand the essentials. No matter how good a gemstone is, after all, it is just a valuable mundane thing. "In their opinion, money is no longer so important, what matters is the truth.

Now, the gems have also been taken, and the murals of the sixteen Vajra Dancers have lost their mystery, and they can leave. The fly in the ointment is that although they arrived at the Torin Monastery, they were only passing by in a hurry, and did not get some truly beneficial teachings from dozens of eminent monks, and everyone's body and mind were more or less filled with other things.

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