A treasure-appraisal maniac

After counting all the bronzes, Lu Fei discovered a practical problem.

There are several large bronze vessels, which are much larger than the entrance to the mechanism outside.

This shows that this darkroom may have existed a long time ago.

At least it was earlier than the construction of the cemetery.

In this situation, the only way to transport those large bronzes out is to dismantle the pool mechanism.

There is no other way.

Lu Fei said before that he wanted to destroy Lin Yunxia's cemetery, but he was deliberately telling Liu Peiwen openly.

No matter how much blood feud he had with the Liu family, Lin Yunxia, ​​who had been dead for many years, did not provoke him.

Lu Fei would never disturb Lin Yunxia's purity unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, now it seems that I have only slightly offended the deceased.

Xu Maochen handed Lu Fei a cigarette and hesitated to speak.

Lu Fei smiled slightly.

"What's wrong, second brother, is there anything else you shouldn't say to me?"

Xu Maochen took a puff of cigarette and said.

"Brother, the second brother does have something to say."

"If you don't like hearing it, just pretend I didn't say it. Don't be impatient!"

"Look at what the second brother said, am I that kind of person?"

"Just say it," Lu Fei said.

"Brother, these bronzes are of great importance, and the situation is quite special."

"Second brother is afraid that you won't be able to hold it."

"Even if you take it back, you can only appreciate it yourself, and you can't show it to others."

"Otherwise, this thing will bring trouble to you." Xu Maochen said.

Lu Fei nodded and said.

"Second brother is right. I've thought about this too. It's true."

"Brother, do you mean to donate?" Xu Maochen said.

"I definitely have to donate, but not now."

“You have to meet the right person at a specific time, on a specific occasion, and find the perfect opportunity before you can take it out.”

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br\u003e “Second brother, do you understand what I mean?”

"hehe!"

"You kid, your hair will turn into sperm." Xu Maochen said with a smile.

"hey-hey!"

“I’ve spent so much manpower and material resources, I can’t lose money!”

"Loss money?"

"I think what you will earn by then will be ten times or a hundred times more expensive than these treasures."

"Second brother still understands me, let's continue watching other things." Lu Fei said.

This darkroom is not small, but the two hills take up a lot of space.

There were also bronzes and remnants scattered on the ground, and only three wooden boxes were left.

One of them has been opened, and it is empty. The previous items should be the painting tube and the box in Liu Peiwen's backpack.

Moving the empty box aside, Lu Fei opened the second box.

After seeing clearly what was inside, the two brothers screamed at the same time.

"mural!"

"This is"

"Fuck!"

"Xuan Zang teaches!"

"Oh my god!"

"Isn't this the long-lost mural from the North Kiln of Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, where Xuanzang taught?"

"Why is this thing here?"

"Oh shit!"

"Why did it become three-petaled?"

"Sin, sin"

The mural in the box is really awesome.

It is part of the historical records of Buddhism in the North Kiln No. 335 of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. It is the Tang Dynasty mural "Xuan Zang Teaching" that has been lost for many years.

At the end of the 19th century, Taoist priest Wang Yuanlu visited the Mogao Grottoes.

At this time, the Mogao Grottoes were very desolate, and the passages on the cliffs

Most of the Tao has been destroyed by war, some cave entrances have collapsed, and the caves at the bottom have been covered by yellow sand. Only a few lamas of the Nyingma sect of Tibetan Buddhism who are fluent in Chinese live here.

After Taoist Wang settled in the Mogao Grottoes, the popularity of the caves became more and more prosperous. He saved the money donated by his followers and began to rebuild and transform the Mogao Grottoes according to his own understanding of Taoism.

One of his first steps was to remove the accumulated sand from the cavern below.

On May 26, the twenty-sixth year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, people hired by Taoist Wang accidentally discovered the Sutra Cave while clearing away the accumulated sand in the corridor of Cave 16.

However, none of the local wealthy gentry in Dunhuang knew the value of these antiquities in the cave, and the corrupt Qing government failed to protect them as they should.

As a result, a large number of Dunhuang postscripts and cultural relics in the Sutra Cave were bundled away by foreign "expedition teams" and scattered around the world. The remaining parts were transported to Tiandu City by the Qing government and hidden in the Capital Library.

The murals and statues in the Mogao Grottoes also did not escape the fate.

In the early years of the Republic of China, the Russian Oldenburg led an expedition team to Dunhuang and Mogao Grottoes. Not only did they collect a large number of Dunhuang manuscripts, they also looted many murals from Cave 263.

In the ninth year of the Republic of China, hundreds of white bandit troops who failed in the Soviet-Russian Civil War fled to the Mogao Grottoes. They daubed and carved on the murals at will, and cooked on the kang in the caves, causing a large number of murals to be burned by fire and smoke. .

In the twelfth year of the Republic of China, the American artist Warner went to the Mogao Grottoes and stripped large areas of murals and looted colorful sculptures.

Among them, the Buddhist Historical Records Cave in Zangjing Cave suffered a devastating disaster.

In 1944, the Dunhuang Art Research Institute was established, but those classic murals have long since disappeared.

People can only imagine the grand occasion of each cave through historical records.

Entering the new century, the lost murals from Dunhuang have been exhibited around the world.

Among them, the Harvard Art Museum in the United States has exhibited many classic murals from the Buddhist Historical Records Cave in the Buddhist Library Cave.

However, there are still no traces of a large number of murals, including

Including "Xuan Zang's Teaching".

Based on historical records, the oxidation degree of the murals and the soil quality, Lu Fei can conclude that this is the "Xuan Zang Teaching" picture lost in Dunhuang.

Lu Fei was very excited when he saw this mural.

But what's more is the resentment with gritted teeth.

This mural is over one meter long and forty-five centimeters wide.

Perhaps due to the inconvenience of transportation, this priceless mural was artificially cut into three pieces, which was a waste of natural resources.

Fortunately, Liu Jianhua protected these three murals and sealed them with plastic films.

The two brothers laid high-density foam on the ground, and then carefully took out the three murals and spliced ​​them together.

Through the plastic film, the situation inside is clearly visible.

Even after thousands of years and countless tribulations, the colors of the murals are still gorgeous.

In the middle of the main hall, a statue of Buddha stands tall, with cigarettes lingering on the altar table, and an eminent monk sitting cross-legged on a futon.

Needless to say, this eminent monk must be Master Xuanzang.

Xuanzang is sitting cross-legged, with his left hand in Buddha's seal, and his right hand holding a rosary, his eyes closed solemnly.

The monks of His Highness sat in cross-legged order, extending all the way to the outside of the shop.

To the back, the shadows are densely packed and full of three-dimensionality.

The two brothers stood on the ground, admiring and praising it.

After admiring it for a while, I packed the box again.

The box was locked, Xu Maochen sighed.

"Liu Jianhua is not simple!"

"Regardless of his character, just because he can receive these things, his reputation as the number one collector in Asia is not a waste."

Lu Fei smiled slightly.

"What you said is not entirely correct. If Liu Jianhua was a decent man, he would never encounter these things."

"It is precisely because of his poor character that these shady treasures come to his door."