When he returned to Qiao's house, Master Qiao Si was still enjoying the anti-Japanese war blockbuster in the hall, swaying the big cigarette pole in his hand from time to time, looking leisurely and comfortable.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu curled her lips and said, "Grandpa, you can actually watch this kind of random, bloody and crazy plot, and the taste is really too extreme."

"What's wrong today? I'm so angry?" Master Qiao Si looked up lazily and said, "Who has offended my good granddaughter? Are you impatient in your life and are in a hurry to see the King of Hell?"

"No one offended me." Qiao Yu said softly: "Forget it, let's not talk. Xiao Ye, accompany me to play games."

While speaking, Qiao Yu pulled Baiye away hurriedly, intending to fight and cut down in the game to vent his anger. Wang Guan naturally had no choice but to follow him, so he sat down in the hall.

"What's wrong with her?" Master Qiao Si said casually: "Who has provoked her?"

"without."

Knowing that he was asking himself, Wang Guan shook his head and said, "The grotto murals have a result. The person who steals the paintings has been caught, but the buyer ran away with Tuohua."

"Is that so? No wonder Xiaoyu loses her temper." Master Qiao Si suddenly realized and then smiled: "Old Tao should be very self-blame now. He had a kind intention, but he did something bad for him."

"That's right." Wang Guan nodded slightly and sighed: "No matter how we persuade him, Mr. Tao is just not happy. Unless he can find Tuohua, this matter should become his knot."

"Old Tao is of this kind of character, and he is very scholarly." Master Qiao Si smiled lightly and said, "Scholars are very idealistic in doing things and are destined to not achieve any major events."

Wang Guan smiled, it was difficult to take on this sentence.

"Don't believe it." Master Qiao Si said proudly: "If he asks me for help in this matter, it will definitely go smoothly and there will be no mistakes."

"He originally wanted to find you, but Xiao Qiao stopped him." Wang Guan said truthfully.

"real?"

Master Qiao Si was slightly stunned, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled and said, "I said Xiaoyu is so stuffy, so it turns out that she has her responsibility. Alas, I have caused trouble outside, and finally I have to ask me to help clean up."

At the right time, Master Qiao Si turned off the TV, shook his head and left with a big cigarette pole.

"How about it?"

After a while, Qiao Yu poked his head out at the hall door and looked carefully. After finding that Master Qiao was not there, he immediately walked out with a smile and asked, "Tell him, what is grandpa's reaction?"

"He said you were in trouble again, causing him to clean up the mess again." Wang Guan said with a smile.

"That's great." Qiao Yu clapped her hands to celebrate and said with a smile: "I knew my grandfather would not let go."

Wang Guan smiled and was very curious about how much energy this Fourth Master Qiao in Jinyang was, so that Qiao Yu was so sure that if he took action, he would definitely be able to find a mysterious person.

Time was fast, but at night, Wang Guan immediately withdrew his suspicion.

After dinner, Master Qiao Si was used to walking in the backyard with a big cigarette pole, but unlike usual, he called Wang Guan to go with him. Wang Guan was a little surprised, but did not object, so he followed Master Qiao Si. But after a while, he found that this was not the way to the backyard, but before a room in the west wing.

When he pushed open the door, Master Qiao Si asked casually: "Are you dizzy when you see blood?"

"Uh..." Wang Guan was slightly shocked and shook his head instinctively.

"That's good." Master Qiao Si smiled and pushed open the door with a little force.

At this moment, Wang Guan also followed in. When he walked into the room, he was a little prepared, but when he actually went in, he was inevitably a little surprised to see the situation inside.

At this time, a person was tied to the chair in the room, a person covered in wounds and blood. At this time, the man's head was hanging down and almost buried in his chest, as if he had no breath. Seeing this, Wang Guan was really frightened.

"Don't be afraid, boy."

Master Qiao Si said indifferently: "He is not dead, he is just half dead. By the way, I guess he is pretending to be dead now. I advise you not to waste your energy. The one who tied you is a rubber band. The more you struggle, the tighter you are, and you will be directly tied into the flesh."

The last sentence is naturally said to the person tied to the chair.

At the same time, the man's body, who had no movement, trembled slightly, and then slowly raised his head. At this moment, Wang Guan also saw clearly that the man's face was stained with blood, full of gloomy and ferocious look.

Of course, this was Wang Guan's illusion, because the lights in the room were very bright, as bright as the dazzling sunlight, and even shone the dust on the ground in vain. However, the brighter light shone on the man, but it made him look even more gloomy and full of danger.

After a long time, or perhaps a few seconds, the man's eyes flashed over Wang Guan and fell directly on Master Qiao Si's body, his voice was hoarse and stiff: "Who are you, why do you kidnap me?"

"If you don't know me, you dare to commit crimes on my land. It's really a boring thing." Master Qiao Si turned the big cigarette pole in his hand and found that the man's face was still confused. He immediately said thoughtfully: "It turns out that it's a dragon crossing the river, no wonder he doesn't understand the rules."

After saying that, Master Qiao Si was too lazy to pay attention to the man, so he waved to Wang Guan and said, "Come and see if this painting is real."

"……oh!"

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment before gradually awakening, then walked around two steps to avoid the man and came straight to a table. He saw a folded soft canvas placed on the table.

When Wang Guan started touching it, he felt that the canvas was very thin and very elastic. Obviously, this was a specially made fabric.

“There is a secret…”

It felt right, Wang Guan calmed down and immediately spread the canvas layer by layer. In an instant, a colorful and gorgeous portrait of religious figures suddenly came into view.

This is a picture depicting the Pure Land World in the West. In the middle of the picture, there is a seven-treasure pool with vast green waves, decorated with carved railings and lotus flowers in full bloom. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sit on the lotus with kind faces, and there are boys playing in the pool.

At the top of the treasure pool, there is a clear blue sky, with colorful clouds lingering, turning into Buddhas and dancing in the sky, falling in the sky. Below the treasure pool, musicians play various instruments, bhikka, rosy skirts, and dancing the Hu dance in the Western Regions. The whole mural presents a joyful and peaceful scene of the Western Paradise.

This picture that should have appeared on the walls of the cave is now vividly printed in fabric as thin as a cicada's wings. The color is very beautiful, as if someone had just painted it. This is a way to steal the sky and change the sun.

The so-called "stealing the sky and changing the sun" is definitely not just as simple as bridging a layer of patterns, but actually it is also a very clever technique to protect murals. That's right, it is to protect murals. You should know that before the Tang Dynasty, including the middle and early Tang Dynasty, murals were the mainstream.

Because at that time, the papermaking process was not good, and no paper that had been preserved for thousands of years had been invented, literati and scholars usually wrote or painted on silk. However, the cost of silk was very high, and except for the powerful and nobles, others really couldn't afford it. Then it would be natural to splash ink on the wall.

However, as we all know, the shelf life of murals is not long. No matter how careful the care is taken, the ink color of the pattern will gradually become dull and eventually fade and disappear.

After this situation occurred, some people began to study how to keep murals for longer, and then developed various paintings, namely mineral pigments. Using these mineral pigments to draw murals can indeed be preserved for a long time.

However, some people have different research directions. They think that instead of studying to keep murals for longer, it is better to find ways to rescue murals that are about to disappear and fade.

These people think that since silk cloth can keep the paintings longer, it is enough to transfer the murals to silk cloth. After a long time of exploration, these people finally succeeded in inventing the method of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

At first, it must have been just copying, but later it was slowly copying, but in the end the technology developed to the extreme.

First paste the thin fabric on the stone wall, then apply some very special potions to evenly apply it, so that the mural that is about to fade back to its former glory. Just as the mural is revived, the mural painting is in a slightly wet state, so the painted pigment will naturally render and permeate the fabric.

When the potion slowly drys, carefully peel off the fabric and immediately form a new picture. This process is called stealing the sky and changing the sun.

Of course, this method is extremely harmful to murals. After all, it is necessary to stimulate the color of the mural and then penetrate and fix most of the pigments into the fabric to form new patterns, which is equivalent to a method of harming others and benefiting oneself. If the mural is about to fade away and disappear, it is understandable to use this method to change the form of murals to continue the clouds.

However, the most hateful thing is that some people who are obsessed with profit and do not care whether the murals are at the endangered level. They only want to use this method to print the murals and buy a high price. Moreover, in order to maximize their interests, some people have become more vicious in order to eliminate the roots and destroy the original murals. The remaining murals naturally become authentic...

Obviously, the person tied to the chair belonged to the latter. Thinking of this, Wang Guan's pity for the man's blood was a little weakened, and he even felt that this person deserved it.

Just then, Master Qiao Si smiled and asked, "How is this painting, it should be true."

"It's indeed the authentic one." Wang Guan nodded and said, "The pigment is very bright in color. It was obviously printed a few days ago. It's certain that he is the buyer."

"That's right." Master Qiao Si smiled with satisfaction and said curiously: "Is this thing valuable?"

"This is hard to say. People who share the same interests, but wise people share the same interests." Wang Guan explained: "Anyway, it is a very precious cultural relic, especially those Buddhists in Southeast Asia, who believe in Buddhism, must be willing to buy it for a lot of money."

Suddenly, Master Qiao Si smiled and said, "Haha, if you buried that person and give it to you, do you want it?"

"Huh, it turns out that they are brothers on the way."
Chapter completed!