Jiangshan held the gift like an old lady and didn't let go.

"Comrade Fan," he said with a smile, "can you sit down and listen to me first?" ”

"If you have something to say," Fan Jinshi was anxious: "But these things must be taken back." ”

"Okay," Jiang Shan nodded: "I know what you mean, you can also listen to what I mean first, okay?" ”

"Then ......" Fan Jinshi softened: "Okay then, let's sit down and talk." ”

In that scene just now, the little boy in the house was terrified and kept clutching his mother's trouser leg.

Fan Jinshi picked up the little boy and rested it on his lap.

On the yellow thin little face, a pair of eyes are clear and bright.

"Xiaomin, ask the two uncles."

"Hello uncle." Xiaomin blinked his eyes and said hello clearly.

"Hello."

Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu hurriedly showed a smile that they thought was kind.

Comrade Zhang Lu was stupid and said: "How polite this kid is!" ”

got a polite smile from Fan Jinshi.

"Comrade Fan," Jiang Shan began to get down to business:

"We are journalists by profession, and according to an unwritten rule of the unit, we have to prepare a gift for the interviewee."

"No, no, no," Fan Jinshi shook her hand, she was not so easy to fool: "I can't accept anything I say." ”

With that, she glanced at the spectacular gifts on the table.

High-speed iron barrels, dwarf iron cans...... Canned food, pastries, malt cream.

There is everything to eat and drink, but there are so many that I am afraid that I will not be able to control it after looking at it more.

It's all things that you usually want to buy, but you can't afford to buy.

Fan Jinshi can see clearly at a glance that these dim sums may not be able to be neatly arranged even in Wuhan, let alone Dunhuang.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frown.

No matter how difficult the environment is, she can endure it.

But, what about children?

The little one also came to accompany his mother to protect the Dunhuang murals?

Five-year-old Xiaomin can't even protect himself!

Somehow, in Fan Jinshi's opinion, the items prepared by this reporter are the most needed by children!

The next second, she found another stack of books under the cookie jar.

The books don't look thick, and I don't know what they are.

"It's not a question of whether you can collect it or not," Jiang Shan continued, "but the rules of the trade, just like the manuscript fee." ”

Fan Jinshi just wanted to speak, and covered Jiang Shan's words again: "Do you know Pan Hong?" ”

Fan Jinshi nodded: "I know!" ”

"When we interviewed her, we were given a yellow dress."

Fan Jinshi: "......"

"And Liu Xiaoqing," Jiang Shan gestured: "She likes to drink soda, so we sent her a big box of Happy Coke." ”

Zhang Lu on the side nodded vigorously.

"Oh?" Fan Jinshi laughed: "How can she be like a child." ”

"In this expert group, there is a very famous painter named Huang Yongyu," Jiang Shan's eyebrows danced:

"I love his paintings, do you know what I gave him when I interviewed him?"

At this time, Fan Jinshi had already forgotten what she had said.

turned to the question from the reporter in front of him, and became interested: "What did you give him?" ”

"A pair of owls!"

"Alive?" Fan Jinshi exclaimed.

At the same time, Zhang Lu and the little boy also looked at Jiangshan in a daze.

"Of course it's alive," Jiang Shan put his hands together: "It's only so big." ”

"It must be cute, right?"

"It's so cute, I regret not leaving one."

Outside the small window, Huang Yongyu and Shao Bolin, who were listening to the root of the wall, glanced at each other.

Then they pouted and smiled.

"So," Jiang Shanhuan returned to the topic: "I hope you can also accept the interview gift prepared by the newspaper." ”

"So that's what happened," Fan Jinshi really hasn't been interviewed, and she doesn't know the twists and turns inside:

"That'...... Well, what do you guys want to know? ”

"Do you remember the mural you copied and painted at Pujiang Meiying Studio?"

"I think about it......" Fan Jinshi recalled: "They seem to have come twice, and the most recent one stayed for more than 20 days. ”

"I'm now in charge of the publicity work of the American studio's "Nine Colored Deer", and here are a few photos," Jiang Shan flipped through his bag:

"Let's see if you can recognize which cave mural it's painted in."

"Okay," Fan Jinshi nodded, and then looked at them one by one:

"This one should be...... Yes, it should be a mural in Cave 257. ”

"Where's this one?"

"This is Cave 285."

"Do you remember that clearly?"

"Hehe," Fan Jinshi smiled: "If you stay here for ten years, you must remember it better than me." ”

"Can you take us to see it in person?"

"If you don't leave in a hurry, I can take you to the grotto now."

"Immediately?" Of course, Jiang Shan is happy: "But ...... It's just,"

"But what's it," Huang Yongyu, who was outside the door, hurriedly walked into the house: "Let's go, take us with you." ”

"Yes," Shao Bolin nodded as well, "Big deal, we'll stay here for a few nights." ”

"That dare is good," Jiang Shan couldn't ask for: "Trouble Comrade Fan is leading the way." ”

"You wait first," Fan Jinshi put her arm around her son's shoulder: "I will tell the child a few words." ”

"I'm sorry kid," Jiang Shan pulled out a stack of comic books from the net pocket on the table:

"Here are a few books that my uncle chose for you, see if you like it or not?"

It's all a new animated movie comic strip from the studio.

"And this," Zhang Lu picked up the hawthorn slices: "Eating while reading a book, time flies the fastest." ”

"Hmm~"

Several people in the room nodded at the same time, all deeply touched.

"Do you hear that?" Fan Jinshi thought it was a good idea: "Mom will be back in a while." ”

"Good!"

The little people agreed crisply, smiling very happily.

On the way to the grotto, Zhang Lu couldn't help but ask: "When you usually go to work, who takes the children?" ”

"When I was a child, I was tied to the bed, and now that the child is older, he won't run around."

Otherwise, I will be sent to a relative's house by my mother.

"Can't you just take him with you?"

"A lot of the places we go to are too dangerous," Fan Jinshi pointed up from a distance: "Do you know what it is?" ”

The crowd looked up.

Zhang Lu shook his head, where did he know where to go.

Jiang Shan replied: "Centipede ladder." ”

"You've seen it?" Huang Yongyu has never seen it.

"I've seen it, but I haven't climbed it."

The centipede ladder, as the name suggests, is a single wooden ladder with several short logs sticking out of both sides of a thick log.

"A lot of caves have to go up by it," Fan explained, "I'm the most afraid of climbing the centipede ladder, how can I take my children up there." ”

"It doesn't look very stable." Huang Yongyu imagined it, and then shook his head directly.

"Many years ago, Lao Chang led people to climb into a high cave, and when he was about to withdraw, he found that the centipede ladder at the entrance of the empty cave had fallen.

The cave is so high from the ground that those who can't reach the sky or the ground are trapped in the cave. ”

"What then?" Zhang Lu said anxiously: "No one outside? ”

"Look at how many grottoes there are in this part of Mingsha Mountain, we will go far away as soon as we go out to work, who knows which grotto we will stay in."

"Then hurry up and call someone."

"Except for us, very few people pass by here."

"How did you solve it?"

"I couldn't help it, the longer I waited, the more panicked I became, and then I was really anxious, so one of my colleagues took the risk of climbing up the cliff to the top of the cliff at 80 degrees......"

"It's okay to be in danger." Shao Bolin sighed.

In the last class in Dunhuang, he also practiced eighteen kinds of martial arts!

"Later, when we got experience, we tied the ladder to the hole."

"Therefore, the wisdom of the people is forced."

"That's right." Fan Jinshi smiled and nodded:

"However, the grottoes you are going to see have steps, so be careful."

Just as the group walked up the steps, several old cadres in the distance happened to walk out of the lounge.

At this time, a round of scorching sun gradually moved westward.

Going up the stone steps, the slope is densely covered with grottoes of different sizes.

In the gloomy grotto, there is a strange temptation.

After stepping on a few more steps, Fan Jinshi suddenly turned on the flashlight in his hand:

"When I arrived, it was Cave 85 "The Story of the Mother Deer".

With the guidance of the flashlight light, Jiang Shan and his party looked along.

He looked down at the photo in his hand again: "So that's it!" ”

When the picture in his hand turned into a real thing in front of his eyes, Jiang Shan suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement: "The murals of the Tang Dynasty? ”

"This cave is close to the painting style of the late Tang Dynasty, and further this is it," Fan Jinshi pointed to the photo in his other hand:

"The Portrait of a Female Offering in Cave 61 is better preserved."

After a few steps, Cave 61 arrived.

Jiang Shan raised the photo in his hand: "It's really this!" ”

A row of female believers wearing crowned hats and dressed in red stood with their hands arched.

Due to the erosion of the wind and sand over the years, the pigment around the eye frame has oxidized to black.

In the gloomy and quiet atmosphere of the grotto, there is a lot of pomp and circumstance of the underworld-marriage.

Jiang Shan pouted when he saw it: "You usually dare to enter the cave alone?" ”

"Huh?" Fan Jinshi didn't react, and then smiled: "Oh, this cave is actually fine." ”

"Well," Huang Yongyu believed, "there must be something more ugly than this." ”

"I was scared when I first came, so I'm good to get used to it."

Zhang Lu couldn't help but sigh: "Can you remember the content of each cave mural?" What a memory! ”

"Actually, it's nothing," Fan Jinshi's flashlight beam slowly moved on the mural: "After staying for a long time, you can touch it with your eyes closed." ”

Keep going, this time the road is a little longer.

"It's here," the beam of the flashlight entered first: "The "Deer King Bunsheng" in Cave 257 of Mogao Grottoes, which is what you call the nine-colored deer. ”

Tun, Daya; Huang, Sheng also.

And the murals in Cave 257 give Jiangshan a sense of "denseness".

The picture of "Deer King Bunsheng" is known as the earliest national style comic book.

Perhaps because this story is too long, the four walls of the grotto are densely covered with rows of red frescoes from the top down.

Each line is a chapter.

"This is the first comic strip." Jiangshan cat looked at it carefully.

Huang Yongyu: "Oh? ”

Shao Bolin hurriedly held on to his glasses and leaned in.

Compared with the murals, the nine-colored deer shape designed by the United States Film Studio is more accessible to the people.

Huang Yongyu and Shao Bolin were fascinated: "It's really telling a story." ”

"The Four Great Beasts of Dunhuang Murals," Fan Jinshi's voice sounded in real time:

"The nine-colored deer in Cave 257 of Mogao Caves, the blue bird and winged horse in Cave 249, and the Shoubaolong ...... in Cave 25"

"Can you take us over and have a look?" Huang Yongyu was itching: "I didn't expect that the murals in Dunhuang are so exquisite." ”

Fan Jinshi said with a smile: "The other murals can be seen for a while, but it is a little difficult to keep Baolong." ”

"Cave 25 is far away?"

"It's not a mural in the Mogao Grottoes, it's a mural in the Yulin Grottoes."

"Oh,"

The group nodded their heads, and they had always said it before entering the cave.

Dunhuang is too big, only Mogao Grottoes are the best preserved, and they are also the most humanized grottoes with the distribution of steps.

Sure enough, the old saying was answered: If you want to get rich, you must first build roads.

"Shou Baolong," Jiang Shan has seen: "It's interesting to hear the name." ”

"Yes, the Shoubao Dragon is very cute, a little dragon holding a treasure chest."

"If you have a chance," Huang Yongyu suddenly became interested: "I still want to take a look." ”

"Tomorrow's time should be fine," Fan Jinshi pointed to the side:

"But the 285 cave next to it is more exciting, do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Please," Jiang Shan stepped out of the way: "Comrade Fan has worked hard." ”

"Hehe, trust me, you're going to love it."

When, Jiangshan walked into the 285th cave of Mogao Grottoes.

For a few breaths, he felt like time around him had stopped turning.

The flying sky, covered with a square dome, seems to float in the air as if it has come to life.

Scurrying around, fluttering at will.

For a time, sight, smell, and sensation ...... Immerse yourself in a small world wrapped in murals.

The feeling of dialogue between the past and the present is simply wonderful.

The crowd looked up as if on a pilgrimage.

Shao Bolin sighed from the bottom of his heart: "This is really a treasure trove of art!" ”

"Ah," Huang Yongyu was hit by the oncoming mural, "I feel like they're all circling around me." ”

"I feel that way, too."

"Me too," Jiang Shan, as a traverser, suddenly feared: "Standing here, I feel like a grain of sand." ”

"It's still the kind that you can't find when the wind blows," Mr. Huang added.

"Are these people gouging out their eyeballs?"

Comrade Zhang Lu, who only cares about taking pictures, doesn't have so many things to do with them!

After coming back to his senses in a second, Jiang Shan also quickly picked up the camera.

Compared with the Mogao Grottoes Scenic Area, which was strictly forbidden to take pictures in later generations, Fan Jinshi at this meeting also took a flashlight to light him.

"Yes," he explained, "This cave is very large, and the most exciting thing is the story in the middle section of "The Karma of Five Hundred Robbers". ”

"They're robbers?"

Shao Bolin pointed to a group of small figures with pained faces and distorted postures on the mural.

"It's not a good thing at first glance," Jiang Shan concluded, "It's too obvious to draw." ”

"The stories on the murals are recorded in both the Great Nirvana Sutra and the Grace Sutra.

Legend has it that there were 500 robbers in ancient India, who burned, killed, plundered, and did all kinds of evil.

So the king sent a large army to capture them, gouge out their eyes, and banish them to the mountains.

After that, the sound of the robbers' pain in the mountains and forests reached the ears of the Buddha.

So, the Buddha felt pity and sprinkled snow-capped incense medicine to heal their eyes.

And he preached the scriptures and teachings to the robbers every day.

After being reformed, the 500 robbers took refuge in Buddhism, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and entered meditation......

Until he attained the right fruit, he became one of the five hundred Arhats. ”

Fan Jinshi's explanation had ended, and when he saw that no one was talking, he looked around.

I saw a few people behind me, all immersed in the world of murals as if they were in a meditation.

"That's how the five hundred Arhats came,"

When Shen Congwen's voice came, Jiang Shan and his party came back to their senses.

"Why are you here?"

Looking at the group of old cadres behind his cousin, Huang Yongyu didn't notice it at all.

"You are only allowed to open a small stove," Wu Xiaobang, a dance theorist, walked in with his hands behind his back: "We are not allowed to sit in on the hearing." ”

"Fortunately, thanks to my sharp eyes, I found the enemy from afar."

"Xiao Huang," Cao Yu nodded Huang Yongyu: "You are still a thief." ”

(End of chapter)