Ding Li nodded: "I understand, I understand. You are planning to turn him into your girlfriend!"
What he said made Zhou Qing's face even redder. However, Chen Jingtao, who had never spoken and looked very happy and taciturn, snorted coldly, which made Ding Li suddenly realize. It turns out that there is more than one person who likes Zhang Yu. But...
No wonder, students studying archeology rarely see many women, let alone Zhang Yu, a beauty who looks pretty good.
"Ahem, just like Professor Ma said, this star map has a 'god'..."
"Ah, several people exclaimed, looking at this star map in disbelief. This star map is more artistic. It divides the sky into four star regions: Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. It's straightforward.
The painting looks like these four phases. Compared with modern astronomy, it is more like an artistic abstraction rather than a real star phase in the sky. Is there a god in such a painting?
Looking at the looks of these people, Ding Li knew that they had misunderstood: "This is not the god of gods, but the god of spirit. Professor Ma knows this!"
Ma Boyuan nodded and said: "Yes, art practitioners all say that good works have a spirit. This spirit means that the artist puts his feelings, dreams, and even his spiritual soul into the work, making it a perfect work."
An originally ordinary thing has the power to move people's hearts. This is the 'God'. It is also said that the biggest difference between a master and a craftsman. Maybe a craftsman can copy the master's work exactly, but there is no master's work.
The power that touches people’s hearts!”
"I understand." Having been in contact with antiques for many years, Zhou Qing and others understood immediately after hearing: "Real antiques may have flaws due to ancient craftsmanship, but at first glance they are different from imitations.
It’s different. There are even some imitations that are almost as good as the real ones, but they just don’t have the charm of antiques. Is this probably a ‘god’?”
Ma Boyuan also said: "There is a legend in ancient times. It is said that in the Tang Dynasty, there was a great painter named Han Gan who was good at painting horses. He once dreamed that ghosts and gods asked him to draw a horse for him to travel. It was said that as long as Han Gan gave the horse to
Once the painting is done and then burned, the ghosts and gods will be able to obtain the horse. This probably means that the painter's horse will become magical after the painting and can be ridden by the ghosts and gods!"
"Yes, this is called spirit, energy, and spirit in the Taoist sect. When we draw talismans, we must put the spirit, energy, and spirit into it. Otherwise, the drawn talisman will have no effect at all." Ding Li said and pointed.
The star map said: "There is an aura on this star map that still exists after thousands of years. I don't know if Zhang Yu is born with sensitivity or something happened, but the qi machine on the star map rushed his soul out of his body!"
"Ah," several people looked nervous: "Then where is her soul? Can it still be found?"
Ding Li smiled slightly, pointed to the mural on the tomb wall and said, "It's right here!" Then he explained his thoughts about ancient tombs.
"You mean, these murals also have an aura? And they were originally prepared for the soul of the tomb owner?" All of them were a little dizzy.
"That's right!" Ding Li nodded. After thousands of years, the power of the tomb owner has long since dissipated. But there is still a weak energy on these murals. It must be that Zhang Yu's power was inhaled after it was flushed out of the body.
into the mural.
In ancient times, there were many legends about immortals in murals and paintings. One of the famous ones was adapted into a movie. Of course, it didn’t exist yet. Basically, it was said that a scholar saw a mural in an ancient temple, and there were many murals in it.
Touching beauty.
The scholar was in a trance and was entered into the painting. He came to a fairyland and fell in love with the most beautiful girl. Later, he was kicked out of the painting and returned to the human world. Looking at the mural again, the girl inside
The makeup has changed from a girl to a woman...
It seems to be recorded in a Chinese chat room. From Ding Li's point of view, if you look at it from the perspective of Buddhist philosophy that strips away the truth and illusion, and that people have lustful thoughts, so they are born in obscene places. In fact, the murals have an aura,
The scholar is probably the kind of person who is weak and easily loses his soul. He was brought into the scene in the mural by the energy of the mural.
As soon as Ding Li said this, several people looked at each other and urged Ding Li to save people quickly. Ding Li was about to take action when he was suddenly stopped by Ma Boyuan: "Mr. Ding, I hope you save people, but can you not destroy these auras?
You must know that the biggest difference between ancient monuments and modern industrial products is that they cannot be copied. If you destroy the aura, then these ancient monuments will have no soul, just like people, leaving only a walking corpse. In this case, we are also equivalent to
Destroying cultural relics is committing a crime."
Damn, isn't this making things difficult for me? Ding Li wants to curse, how can I save him without destroying this opportunity? But looking at Ma Boyuan's sincere and firm eyes, Ding Li couldn't help but be shaken. He
Although he is not a good person and has no intentions, it does not prevent him from admiring people who truly have their own beliefs and perseverance. Therefore, he has always admired Professor Wu, but looked down upon that guy Zhang Lianjiang because Zhang Lianjiang and Ding Li
It's the same people.
The world is so degenerate, whether it is Professor Wu or Professor Ma Boyuan in front of him, he is the kind of person who does not follow the crowd. Only this kind of person can be regarded as an intellectual!
"Okay! I'll give it a try." Ding Li agreed and took out three sticks of incense. As soon as he lit them, there was no other action. A small wind blew near the wall.
Ding Li's expression suddenly changed. What happened again? The last time he summoned the soul of Uncle Hu in the inn, it was rare that there were other souls in the mural this time. Or was the soul of the tomb owner still in the mural? But it was already there.
Two thousand years ago? He shouted in his heart that he was unlucky. He snorted coldly, took out a dagger and threw out a Nine Palace Formation.
This formation is so simple, just a Nine Palaces diagram, but it has no problem dealing with souls that have no thinking organs and extremely low intelligence. These souls can be trapped in it for a while. Of course, the higher the soul's intelligence, the longer it will be trapped.
It will be shorter!
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ma Boyuan, Zhou Qing and others asked in shock. Even they could see something was wrong. The wind blowing just now was really evil. It was obviously in such a closed tomb, how could there be such a sinister wind?
?
"There are other souls in the mural," Ding Li said with a gloomy face: "But it doesn't matter, I have trapped them all temporarily. Which of you has the closest relationship with Zhang Yu? Come on, this is a critical moment!
"
Several people looked at each other, especially Zhou Qing and Chen Jingtao. There were sparks in their eyes. Of course, it was not the spark of sexual love, but the flame of fighting between love rivals.