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Chapter 22 Magical Pen Restoration Method

Everyone is staring intently at the mural.

After a long time, Wei Qiankun sighed.

"This mural is better than any mural restored in Dunhuang in the past few decades! No one else!"

"Old Wei, I remember that the mural of "Jin Guangming's Victory over Wang Jingbian" is as high as 5.00%[-]."

"Yes, the color of the lines of the curved-neck pipa is almost invisible the last time I saw it. How did you do it?"

"My God, it's really a wonderful workmanship. It's not too much, but it's not too much."

"It is amazing to connect the incomplete and damaged parts with lines like charm."

"Look, there should have been a lotus flower throne in the damaged part, but he actually used the blank filling method to reconstruct the lotus flower throne. It's really integrated!"

……

In the face of everyone's admiration.

Qin Chen was still a little complacent.

"Old Wei, Old Chu, you have to take a good look at it. If there is anything that cannot be repaired properly, you can point it out to me in person!"

Wei Jianhua was also extremely shocked.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chen could restore such a masterpiece like this.

This son should be a man of God!
A crazy idea was born from the bottom of his heart.

He wants to leave Qin Chen in Dunhuang, do nothing but restore the murals!

Wei Jianhua looked for Qin Chen in the crowd.

The other party had already returned to the hotel to pack up his things.

“The restoration is really good!”

"The waterside pavilions and terraces on the murals, the heavens gather, and the lotuses in the seven treasure pools are all blooming... It's so real, it's like being there, listening to the sound transmission of Buddhism."

Wei Qiankun looked at the musicians in the mural dancing with scarves in their hands.

On both sides, there are six-person band accompaniment playing konghou, flute, clarinet, clapper, and Qu-neck pipa.

Before that, these performers were all damaged and dilapidated, making it difficult to distinguish.

And the other party actually used such a superb technique!
"He, he actually used the long-lost magic pen repair method!"

The speaker was Zhang Xinxian, a retired old professor of the Academy of Fine Arts.

The year before last, he was hired as a visiting professor at the Dunhuang Academy, and his main topic was the restoration of murals.

Someone present asked curiously: "What is the magic touch repair method?"

"Simply speaking, the restoration method of the magic brush is different from our copying according to the lines of the mural base plate, but a state of communicating with the soul of the original creator and uniting man and nature."

"This technique needs to pay attention to: idea, concept and artistic conception. Therefore, the repaired things have the charm of soul."

"This restoration technique is generally only used to restore paintings and calligraphy. It is amazing that it can be seen in the restoration of murals today."

He continued to ask Dean Wei hurriedly.

"Dean Wei, I didn't expect that the Dunhuang Academy would have such a restoration artist. I don't know which senior it is."

"Qin Chen!"

"Why haven't I heard the name of this old man?"

"He is not from our Dunhuang Academy!"

"Ah! There are no more than five master-level restorers in China, and most of them have reached the age of the Zhang Dynasty. These people and my mentor have all had close friends. My mentor was also a master-level restorer of cultural relics. It is a pity that my mentor passed away the year before last, so I have long cherished it. Dean Wei, can you introduce me to meet this old senior."

"He's not an old man, he's only 23 years old!"

Ah!
The professor of the Academy of Fine Arts couldn't close his mouth in shock for a long time, and then laughed.

"Dean Wei, don't want to be joking. Could it be that you invited one of the three masters of restoration of cultural relics to play tricks on me here."

Wei Qiankun smiled bitterly: "Professor Gu, what the dean said is true, he is indeed a young man in his 20s."

The astonishment of a restorer pulled everyone out of admiring the murals.

"He even restored the Nirvana statue on the Buddhist altar!"

Only then did everyone discover that Qin Chen had also restored the Nirvana statue.

Everyone looked towards the stone statue of Nirvana, and the whole thing looked as if it were made from nature.

Not a single trace of repair can be seen.

The entire form of reclining Buddha seems to have reached the Nirvana state of "the joy of extinction".

A realistic image that is about to come out has been achieved.

At this time, Wei Qiankun and the other three.

I am ashamed of what they did to "siege" Wei Jianhua.

Naturally, there is guilt and self-blame in my heart.

Wei Qiankun was also looking for Qin Chen among the crowd.

But the result disappointed him.

Qin Chen had already packed his things and was preparing to return to Xijing City.

Graduate students will start school the day after tomorrow.

Although Professor Zhou said that if he likes Dunhuang, he can stay for a few more days.

At this moment, the sound of the system came.

[Congratulations to the host: The excavation work of the ancient city of the ruined hills has been successfully completed, and a total of 5801 million yuan has been rewarded. 】

"I'll go! So many!"

Qin Chen glanced at his bank card.

The series of numbers on it made me almost bewildered.

[The host doesn't have to worry, all the money is handled by the system through various means, so you can use it with confidence. 】

Qin Chen gave a wry smile: To deal with it in various ways, isn't it just whitewashing!

He was still worried that the police would turn around and arrest him.

After all, the source of this large amount of property cannot be explained clearly.

It can't be said that the system rewarded him!
At this moment, Qin Chen's phone rang, and it was Wei Jianhua calling.

"Qin Chen, where are you? Why didn't I find you!"

"Dean Wei, school is about to start, I'm going to school."

"I want to talk to you."

Inside the dean's office.

Dean Wei stared at him for more than two minutes, but never said a word.

"Dean Wei, what's the matter with you?"

"I have an unfeeling request, I want you to work in our Dunhuang Research Institute!"

"Thank you for your love. I still want to study with Professor Zhou. After all, it is a pleasure to stay in school for a few years in my youth."

"Yes! Yes, as it should be."

"However, if there is a place that can be used in the future, please feel free to say hello."

"It must! What a pity, with such a good craftsmanship, I really want you to take over my class!"

Even he was shocked!
"The person I am looking for is not bad!"

"Qin Chen, after reading the book you wrote, I know the purpose of your trip."

"I don't want to know where you learned about Taoist Wang's history, but your purpose of coming to Dunhuang is very clear, that is to find the scriptures and documents in Taoist Wang's collection!"

Qin Chen nodded, not lying.

Because it is not necessary!

A gentleman is magnanimous and walks in the world.

"I'm just curious, how do you know that the place where Taoist Wang hides his treasure is in Cave 159?"

"intuition!"

"That's why you proposed to restore Cave 158. This is to deceive people and make the world think that you and Li Chunxi discovered it by accident."

"Do you remember that I told you that I wanted to visit all the caves in Mogao Grottoes?"

"Remember!"

"Before, I had a 50.00% probability of confirming that Taoist Wang had hidden some scriptures and volumes."

"why?"

Qin Chen took a sip of tea from his cup and said with firm eyes.

"Because I have studied the Dunhuang cultural relics lost abroad."

"There are too many incomplete scriptures, most of them have a beginning but no end, and most of them have a beginning and no end."

"After my analysis, some cultural relics must have been hidden by Taoist Wang."

"The next step is to hunt for treasure. I am 70.00% sure that Taoist Wang has hidden the precious Mogao Grottoes cultural relics in a certain cave. As for which one, I need to see them one by one."

Dean Wei was shocked: "So it is! It's amazing!"

There was a glint of admiration in his eyes.

"Dean Wei, as for this period of history, it has already passed, let it be buried under the sands of Dunhuang together with the pseudonym "No Self". Let it be my contribution to the cause of Dunhuang archaeology!"

"Qin Chen, your royalties are more than [-] million, and I didn't expect to have so much. If you go back on your word, you can just donate part and keep a part for your own use..."

"As the old saying goes, what you can say with your mouth is what you can do with your body."

Qin Chen suddenly opened his mouth and bowed to Dean Wei: "Thank you!"

"Thank you for what I do, and I have to thank you properly!"

"Thank you for your contribution to the protection of Dunhuang cultural relics. I, Qin Chen, am an ordinary person, and it is difficult to compare. Let me use some royalties to support your work!"

Dean Wei was a little absent-minded. For so many years, his family has found it difficult to understand his work.

"A scholar dies for a confidant, a woman honors a man who pleases her"

"Dean Wei, I understand you! I will come to visit you again in the future. Let's say goodbye today, and we will meet again someday."

Qin Chen is gone!

Wei Jianhua stood in front of the window, watching Qin Chen's back leave.

Suddenly decades of grievances.

Difficulties at work and incomprehension from family members are nothing.

Suddenly, there was a sense of open-mindedness that the clouds and mist were parted to see the moonlight.

Because he knows, there are people in this world who understand him!

When the plane took off, Qin Chen looked down at the Holy Land of Dunhuang through the porthole.

The setting sun is like blood.

In the endless desert.

Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes is like a god, guarding here.

(End of this chapter)