Dusk is coming.

A flawless painting is presented in front of our eyes.

Every detail on it, every stroke of the stroke, can be called beautiful, except for the ink that has not dried.

This reminds me of a story.

Legend has it that there is a place in Shenzhen called "Dafen Oil Painting Village", where people live and make a living by imitating paintings.

Whether it is Van Gogh, Gu Kaizhi, or the paintings made by famous painters throughout the ages, they can all copy them one by one, and there is no mistake!

And it's very fast.

It's like an assembly line.

Tens of thousands of paintings a day are not a thing.

But a fake is a fake after all, and no matter how real and similar the copied thing is, it is still a second-hand product, and it will not sell for a high price from beginning to end.

But suppose there is such a person who spends his whole life imitating Van Gogh's "Starry Night", is it impossible for him to communicate with Van Gogh at a certain moment?

As long as you do one thing in your life, you will achieve something no matter what!

Faced with the masterpiece he created, the old man, known as the saint of foreign painting, looked at him with a stupid face, looking at him sluggishly.

What was he thinking?

Nobody knows.

But one day in the future, this saint of foreign painting is no longer called "saint of foreign painting", but has changed his title and is given ......

Six-finger painting saint!

Night.

The foreign painting saint really called the widow at the head of the village, and the widow was good-looking and handsome, but she had a bad reputation in the village, saying that she was born as a technician.

On the contrary, I think she is polite, and she can even communicate with the foreign painting saint in English, and she is very polite between the lines.

Zong Qiqi told me privately that this daughter is not like a widow, but like a young lady in the middle of the family.

We had a meal that wasn't too hearty, but it was a delicious farmhouse meal.

In order to celebrate finding himself, Yang Huasheng specially caught two red carp as the main dish.

After the dinner, Zong Qiqi mentioned the matter about the Zong family.

After hearing this, the foreign painting saint's face was a little strange.

He said he was completely unaware of the situation.

Including the struggle within the Zong family, as well as the disappearance of the old man Zong, over the years, he has been drinking all day long, ignoring the outside world, just getting together with the old man Zong when he is free, the two don't communicate much, when he learned at the funeral that Zong Qiqi killed his grandfather, he still felt a little unbelievable, he is the only one in the Zong family who believes that Zong Qiqi will not do this.

That's why he told Zong Qiqi at that time that he could come and see him if he had the opportunity.

In the end, Zong Qiqi asked that question.

She wanted to ask the foreign painting saint to help prove that she didn't kill her grandfather.

Yes.

I had long guessed that she would say that.

This girl actually doesn't care if she is an heir at all, and she doesn't care about being betrayed by her relatives, what she really cares about is that she was wronged and slandered to kill the grandfather who loved her the most.

She couldn't accept the result.

Even if she can't go back to the Zong family, she doesn't want to bear such an infamy.

Even if it's just asking the foreign painting saint to say a fair word for himself.

The relationship between the old man of Yizong and the foreign painting saint is enough to cause some turmoil in the Zong family, and the appearance of one or two people who believe in her is enough to make her relieved.

When Yang Huasheng heard this, his expression was a little treacherous, he did not respond positively, but chatted with the widow for a few words, and asked her to go back first.

And then.

The foreign painting saint looked at me and asked me what my relationship was with Zong Qiqi.

I understood the meaning of his words, but I didn't answer, but looked at Zong Qiqi, this question should actually be answered by her.

Zong Qiqi hesitated for a moment, then said firmly with his eyes: "The person I believe in the most." ”

When the foreign painting saint heard this, he nodded reassuringly and let us follow him.

Zong Qiqi and I glanced at each other, not understanding what he was going to do, but we still followed.

All the way through the back hall, I found that there is also a backyard, which is a place dedicated to connecting the kitchen, people who build houses in the countryside like to do this, leaving a connection, the kitchen is separated from the main house, and it is very convenient to cook food or something.

But just now the widow was not cooking here, but in the front hall.

The painter walked to the door, touched his pocket, took out a key to the concentric lock, and opened the adobe house in front of him.

Click.

He pulled the light bulb open.

There is a shrine in the room, there is no statue of the god on it, and it is dedicated to the last photo of the old man Zong, and next to the last photo, there are some strangely shaped bamboo pieces.

Take a closer look.

I found out that it was an ancient book in a Sanskrit folder.

Maybe many people don't have a concept of Sanskrit clamping.

I can mention it here.

In ancient times, whether it was a literati or a military general, or a prince, there were rules for binding documents, in order to make them better preserved.

The first to bear the brunt is the reel pack.

It originated in the Zhou Dynasty and prevailed in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and was the longest used at that time, and it is still used by everyone today.

However, nowadays only framed calligraphy and paintings are still used in the form of scrolls, and books have been changed to album binding.

The original scrolls were bound in silk books, while in the Sui and Tang dynasties, paper books were used, which were prevalent.

Secondly, there is the Brahman clamp that I see in front of me.

The main binding form of ancient Tibetan books in the Tibetan period of the Western Regions.

The original Brahman clamp was used to bind the leaves of the Bedora tree that had been engraved with scriptures, and the process was to stack the Bayeux Sutra in turn, and clamp a piece of bamboo or wood with the same size as the Bayeux Sutra on the top and bottom, and make two round holes in the middle of the plywood, and use the two ends of the rope to penetrate the holes respectively to tie the rope.

Many people say that the Sanskrit clamp is the "warp folding", that is, the warp fold is another name for the Brahma clip.

Actually, the two are different.

The Sanskrit jacket was introduced from ancient India during the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Therefore, it is possible that it is much older than the folded folding.

The Van clamp can be divided into three types: arrow shaft book, elbow book, and short book, which are 60~70 cm, 40 cm, and 25 cm long.

The one in front of me is the arrow shaft book.

Sanskrit books are usually copied and engraved in ancient Tibetan regular script, line script, and cursive script, and in addition to ink pen writing, there are also vermilion, gold and silver powder juice writing.

In some precious manuscripts of Buddhist scriptures, there will also be carved lacquer Sanskrit clips inlaid with pine ear stones and other jewelry.

The Mausoleum City is a long distance from the Western Regions, and the Sanskrit Jacket should not appear here, so I conclude that it should be something left by the old man Zong.

Otherwise, the foreign painting saint would not have put it together with the posthumous photo of the old man Zong.

Sure enough.

The foreign painting saint let us come over, and then gently picked up the ancient book, handed it to Zong Qiqi and said, "Qiqi, in fact, your grandfather has not told you something. ”

"I think he didn't have time to say it, and he didn't hide it from you."

Zong Qiqi looked at the ancient book suspiciously: "It has something to do with this thing?" ”