Li Longtu looked at the Buddha statues with benevolent faces or Vajra with angry eyes, and a kind of reverence arose in his heart.
It is not a reverence for Buddhism, but for the ancients who dug these Buddhist caves at that time.
Facing Chen Mengke's question, he said slowly:
“Why do the Buddha statues have bright colors, but they still look old?”
"This is mainly because the Buddha statue is quite old. As for the age, I remember that the last time it was painted was during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty? I can't remember clearly. Anyway, it was in the Qing Dynasty... The color matching is in line with the aesthetics of that dynasty, so
It feels more visually impactful, but over time, even the bright colors will fade."
Chen Mengke listened and gradually showed a surprised expression.
She really didn't expect that Li Longtu would know so much, and she subconsciously wanted to ask, Longtu, didn't you graduate from high school?
But this thought only passed through her mind for a moment. She would not look down on the person she liked just because of her academic qualifications.
And she also noticed that Li Longtu mentioned the word when explaining just now, "Does he remember?"
Now Chen Mengke's eyes became narrowed:
"You said you remember that the last time a Buddha statue was painted was in the Qing Dynasty? Why do you remember it? Could it be that you are an old monster who came from the Qing Dynasty?"
Li Longtu was stunned by her question, then smiled mysteriously and said nothing.
"cut!"
Chen Mengke curled his lips and continued to go to the next grotto with him.
Walking back, the pattern of flying fairies appeared in the grotto, which looked like murals and textures. In short, it was very magical.
Chen Mengke watched the excitement and she was actually very interested, but she couldn't help it due to her limited knowledge base in this area.
So, she had no choice but to seek advice from Li Longtu.
"You just said that this place was repainted in the Qing Dynasty. When was the grotto specifically built?"
Li Longtu guessed that she would be unable to hold back her temper and ask him, so he followed his memory and answered:
"I remember that the construction of the grottoes was started by Emperor Wencheng of the Northern Wei Dynasty. This was mainly related to the complete Chineseization of the Northern Wei Dynasty. After all, they were a minority and needed to rule the country at that time, so they had to integrate the ethnic culture of the Central Plains, and Buddhism occupied an important position in the culture.
, so the construction of this grotto also has a certain political purpose..."
Li Longtu didn't know if what he said was completely right, so he just followed the nonsense he knew.
It seems to be about the same.
"Oh, that……"
Chen Mengke nodded thoughtfully.
Then, she noticed the blue texture at the feet of the flying goddess on the mural, which looked like clouds in the blue sky and convolved waves. She was very curious and pointed there and asked:
"Longtu, why is this wave-like thing different from other images in the mural?"
Li Longtu was stunned and couldn't help but frown.
What is this thing called?
After racking his brains, he bit the bullet and once again relied on memory to explain:
"What is the specific name of this texture? I can't remember it. It seems to be called honeysuckle pattern... But what is certain is that the reason why you feel that their painting styles are different is mainly because foreigners were involved in the construction of this Buddhist cave."
"Are there foreigners? Were foreigners involved in ancient times?"
Li Longtu smiled, but did not laugh at Chen Mengke, who was historically illiterate, but explained patiently:
"People from the Western Regions participated in the construction of the Buddhist caves, as well as Greeks. The texture was carved by the Greeks."
"so smart!"
Chen Mengke's eyes gleamed.
On the one hand, he said that carving was great, on the other hand, he lamented that Li Longtu knew a lot.
Continuing to walk forward, ten minutes later, they came to the largest Buddha statue in the grotto, the open-air Buddha!
The 20-meter-long Buddha statue, as motionless as a mountain and still standing despite the wind and sun, seems to be the reincarnation of Sakyamuni, commenting on his life with compassionate eyes.
People are like tiny ants beneath their feet.
"A bit scary..."
Chen Mengke did not clasp his hands at the foot of the Buddha like other tourists.
She just looked at the pair of eyes that had been repaired countless times, feeling empty in her heart.
Li Longtu, on the other hand, was calm and calm, looking at it without saying a word.
People in the world pray to Buddha just for a little comfort in their hearts.
I don’t believe it myself.
The reason why he doesn't believe it is because he doesn't need psychological comfort.
Because he is an activist and a pragmatist.
Solve trouble when you encounter it, and do it as soon as possible when you encounter something that makes you anxious.
Never seek God's favor.
Li Longtu suddenly remembered that he almost froze to death on the street and was picked up by an old monster. Was it God's blessing?
But at that time, he was still cursing God for his injustice.
Strange, strange.
I don't understand, I don't understand.
"Would you like to take a photo?"
Chen Mengke suddenly said.
"Um?"
"When traveling, every time you visit a scenic spot, you have to record it. Can you take pictures of this giant Buddha? I saw many people taking pictures."
Chen Mengke pointed to an uncle next to him who was clasping his hands for relatives to take photos.
"good!"
Li Longtu agreed.
He found a little girl, Li Longtu taught her how to use a camera, and then asked her to take a photo of himself and his wife.
The little girl is very smart and can learn how to do it as soon as she is taught.
The two of them stood under the Buddha statue.
Click!
The picture freezes.
The beauty smiled as brightly as a flower and rested her head gently on Li Longtu's shoulder.
The young man in the picture looks kind-hearted, but the unruly look between his brows is hard to hide.
If any old man who knows faces sees this photo, he will be stunned.
This man's eyebrows are sharply cut and his eyes are fierce, and he must have a murderous spirit.
The woman looks cold, but her heart is like water, which just makes up for the young man's murderous intention.
This is probably the so-called "eight-character match".
Of course, Li Longtu also knows a little bit, but there is no other way. Which fortune teller can tell his own fortune?
Which barber can cut my own hair?
This can also be said that the authorities are confused but the bystanders are clear.
In short, when Li Longtu first met Chen Mengke half a year ago, the fate of the two was already entangled.
In the future, they will be bound to each other and go through ups and downs.
No matter who the people around Li Longtu are or how magnificent they are, Chen Mengke remains in an unshakable position.
…
When she returned to the hotel, Chen Mengke was a little tired. After walking for a day, her feet were a little sore. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed and didn't want to move.
Li Longtu didn't feel tired, so after taking a shower, he went to bed to massage the feet of his beautiful wife-to-be.
Her white and tender toes are inlaid with crystal-like toenails that look like shells.
Li Longtu put his rough big hands on it and pressed it, and there was always a kind of deformed beauty.
Even though he is not a pervert or has any strange fetishes, he can't help but be attracted to Chen Mengke's feet.
horrible……
Li Longtu murmured to himself, wouldn't he have awakened some strange hobby?
"Longtu...it's almost done, let's take a rest..."
It's only after eight o'clock now...
Li Longtu looked up and saw this heavenly plump beauty looking at him with eyes full of moisture.
You're not going to get on base today, are you?
Without saying a word, Li Longtu took off his clothes and got into bed!