The sculptures of the Tang Dynasty are the pinnacle of Chinese sculpture history, similar to those of previous dynasties, and are also divided into two categories:

Mausoleum stone carvings and Buddhist stone carvings.

Ordinary people think that the so-called "peak" refers to "carving skills" and "artistic value".

But I don't know that for the category of "mausoleum stone carving", the real pinnacle is not the skill.

It is the connotation of stone carving, and its deeper level is inextricably linked with the mausoleum's huge anti-theft system......

Outside the Xuanwu Gate of Qianling, there are many stone carvings, although it is not as sacred and majestic as the Suzaku Gate, but it is also known for being tall and majestic.

"Quick, hurry back to the tent area, I'm afraid it's going to rain!"

"Emperor Ling weeping?"

"Well, I'm afraid so. The wrath of heaven leads to evil, and a weep is a disaster......"

Due to the drastic changes in the sky, the follow-up is unpredictable, and the head of the Starry Sky Tomb Robbery Troupe, "Phijing Lux", was busy leading the five people to return the same way. When I came, I climbed Sima Road on foot, and I was not in a hurry, but I was in a hurry when I hiked down the mountain at this moment. The fat man in a black felt hat hanging at the end of the team was eager to lie down and roll down the mountain and escape from the cloud-covered mountains as soon as possible.

Because the Daoist of the Moon Fishing has just been summoned: "Don't be dripped into any inch of your body by the 'Emperor Tomb Cry'!" ”

Backbite!

In front of the Xuanwu Gate, the giant human head stone sculpture on the east side wept again.

It is still a turbid milky white stone tear, with a strange texture, and it is loud.

Smack!

The moment it landed, it left a brand new dent in the ancient Sima Road.

Backbite! Backbite! Backbite...... Smack! Smack......

Stone tears fall into beads, and resentment is connected into a line.

Two lines of highly corrosive unknown liquid disfigured the entire statue in the blink of an eye.

……

Da!

The fat man's felt hat covered his head, but it couldn't protect his arms, and a drop of acid rain hit his palms swinging wildly as he ran.

Zizizi......

A wisp of green smoke rose violently, and a scorched black blood hole instantly burned out of the back of the fat hand, and the wound was tormented in the strong acid, and the blood could not flow.

"Ah~! Uhhh Under...... It's down, Master, it's down! ”

The sudden outbreak of pig-killing screams at the end of the line made the anchors in the front row tremble.

"Da Zhuang, hide in!"

He was on guard for a long time, but he didn't expect the accident to come so quickly, while informing the medical team under the mountain in the headset, he bent down, the back of his slightly hunched shirt suddenly burst, and a cluster of black baskets with thick spikes were made public, at first glance, it looked like a sea urchin covered with thorns.

How could he have the time to explain to the audience what this armor came from, just squatting in front of the camera, and then standing up suddenly, the strong strength of his waist shook the black basket on his back, and flew vertically for more than two meters.

As soon as the basket was shaken open, it was like a peacock opening its screen, shining brightly, with a diameter of up to two meters, and it strictly blocked the sparse dripping rain in the air.

Without his warning, the fat man, who was called Da Zhuang, had already crawled and retracted under this barrier.

"Miss Ada, will you come in and take shelter?" He didn't ask anyone else, but only the medical advisor in the white sun hat.

"No need, he's the only one who needs your protection here, right?"

The female consultant replied coldly, and the not-so-standard Mandarin pronunciation made the reply seem particularly contemptuous.

"Paint, don't get wet." Although her tone was crazy, she didn't dare to slack off in her actions, and threw a cream with no text marks and no picture descriptions, and the barrage was undoubtedly attracted by this ointment:

[I recognize this toothpaste, disposable toothpaste in the hotel]

[999 brand Pi Kangling, faster than me? ] 】

【Chinese medicine family, overlord】

[This is obviously a private secret ointment, worthy of a medical consultant, and it has been prevented for a long time]

[When did this foreign chick take off her hat and sunglasses?] I'm so anxious to see it.]

……

She walked down the hill quickly, wrapped in an off-white nurse's uniform, her little white hands hidden in her long sleeves. A few drops of acid rain hit the skeleton, and the most fashionable sun hat of Paris Fashion Week was corroded by a few pits.

……

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I don't know if Xiao Nizi passed the assessment, Fang Yan felt that he might have to give her a little more time.

Before going to the ancestral hall, he thought about it repeatedly, and decided to go back to the Burial Dragon Hall to visit someone first.

The Dragon Gate is full of exquisite sculptures, not all of which are found in the major cemeteries, and more than half of them are the masterpieces of the masters of the past dynasties.

These masters are out of the same door - the Thousand Carving Pavilion of the Burial Dragon Palace.

Walking into the Thousand Carving Pavilion, none of the new large items in the pavilion entered Fang Yan's eyes.

The pavilion master is the uncle who rubs the carving knife on his leg hair when he is tired, and he is sleeping on his beloved jade bed.

Up and down the sect, the senior brothers of the same generation had to obediently shout "Master" when they encountered this sloppy ghost, but Fang Yan didn't buy it, and said "Uncle Shi" had already given enough face.

Looking for the six Venerables of the Dragon Gate, he only recognizes the "Venerable Fishing Fu". Except for the white ape who was greedy for cups, the other masters all only shouted "Uncle Pang", and when they visited the "Venerable Zongyu" this morning, it was just a "Uncle Pang" that was not light or heavy.

But at this moment, Fang Yan was a little intimidated, and shouted obediently: "Master? ”

"Ahem!"

The "Ghost Axe Venerable" was flattered, and he nested on the jade bed and got goosebumps all over his body. Knowing that he had been exposed, he still deliberately pretended to be asleep, and his snoring was getting louder and louder.

"Uh...... It seems like it's been eight months since you last accidentally broke your stone carving. Master, my eyesight has declined a little bit recently, and I often break things when I walk, and there are a lot of things here, so I stumble and stumble if I am not careful, and it is a small matter to break things, and I can clean up when I trigger a few small mechanisms. You see? ”

"Stinky boy, do you still have the face to see me? After studying art with Lao Tzu for 92 days, he ruined 447 of my finest stones, and blamed me for not teaching you well? It's been three years, and I don't shout a single master, and I don't even bring wine to the monkey! How? Have something to ask me for today? Look at your shout of 'Master', how reluctant are you? ”

The Ghost Axe Venerable changed his sleeping position, still only exposing Fang Yan's obscene back.

"Is this broken bed sturdy? Don't sleep on the master's body? I'm going to test it on my feet. After Fang Yan finished speaking, he raised his feet and kicked straight on the jade bed.

"Don't don't, I'm afraid of you!" The rough old hand gently plucked the side of the bed, and spun in place, his head and feet reversed, and the two thief's little eyes smiled evilly at the upper Yan.

"Uncle Shi, I need your personal guidance." Fang Yan didn't say much, he directly threw over a headset, and the goggles were deliberately opened by him, it was his own communication equipment, he didn't worry about giving it away, because Erzhu still had a backup there.

"If you have any questions, ask them directly here." The devil lazily waved his hand.

"I can't ask you yet, you have to learn to watch live broadcasts. I may need your online guidance tomorrow. ”

"Don't, don't drag me into the water, I don't dare to provoke Wu Zetian's tomb, even if it's a few hundred kilometers away, I don't want to interfere."

"Master, I'm not asking you to help me dig the tomb road, this time it is considered to follow the temple motto of the Burial Dragon Palace, and you have no reason not to interfere."

"No, I won't interfere with anything, I still want to live a few more years and have a few more springs/dreams on this jade bed. The head of the family has an order, this time to desecrate the Qianling, and the search for Longmen will not participate. Besides......"

The more the ghost axe spoke, the louder it became, and he knew that there were old-school disciples outside the door eavesdropping, so he deliberately shouted:

"The mausoleum carvings in the Tang Tombs, the ones I taught you in the past are enough to deal with."

After that, he quietly tucked the "Saiyan goggles" under him, and squeezed his eyes at Fang Yan: "A bottle of vodka!" ”

"Yes." Fang Yan bowed happily, "Do you want to add ice?" ”

"It's hard to swallow without ice."

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky over Qianling was full of clouds. The "private parts of the young woman" in the mountains are still rising purple smoke.

The smoke and rain spread diagonally with the inverted eight-eyebrow-shaped clouds, endlessly spreading from east to west, only 3.2 kilometers and 2.7 kilometers away from Liangshan County and Qianxian County respectively.

In order to avoid unnecessary panic, the county government tried its best to block all terrorist rumors, and the Environmental Protection Bureau also urgently mobilized a large number of air purification equipment, and relevant experts have rushed to Qianling to sample and investigate the air and unidentified acid rain, and are ready to compete head-on with this natural disaster at any time.

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At the foot of the two peaks in the south of Qianling, a black umbrella shuttles freely in the evil wind and drizzle.

The tent area near Genesis TV is about to enter the field of vision of 2.02 million viewers, and the umbrella holder stops leisurely.

He pulled another umbrella out of the crook of his arm and chuckled softly:

"It's here, here, it's time to hold your own umbrella, right?"