Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Even in summer, the wind here in Mogao Grottoes is very strong.

Taoist Wang's homespun cotton robe was blown askew by the wind.

In Zhao Chuanxin's opinion, this man's eyes were dull, and his expression was enthusiastic but also timid. A great writer in later generations called him "the clown who made the wrong move in a huge national tragedy."

Although everyone keeps saying that asking the humble Taoist Wang to bear this huge cultural debt will make them look boring.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the lining of his clothes and found a small piece of cloth embroidered with: Zhongyi Tailor.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't understand the dark murals on the walls that had lost their color.

"Did you hear that? Don't think I'm trying to scare you!"

The young man chatted.

Zhao Chuanxin, on the other hand, strolled back to Mogao Grottoes.

Outside the gate, there is a river.

How many lives were lost at the hands of Zhao Chuanxin? When he got angry, his evil aura would even frighten the border official Zhao Erxun, let alone Wang Laodao?

Never use American products.

Edward Shawan was attracted by the sound of gunfire. Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin had a bad look on his face and was holding a gun in his hand, he asked: "Zhao, what happened? Don't hurt Taoist Wang. He is just a poor man."

So what did the money do?

The money was ultimately used to repair the grottoes, build new statues, and develop the incense here.

Taoist Wang refused, and finally gave a price of a few pounds, but let Edward Chavan choose many scriptures and paintings.

Taoist Wang trembled, and was indeed frightened by Zhao Chuanxin's appearance.

Edward Chavan was simply confused: "Why? Did something happen to you?"

Isn't that a very funny thing?

Edward Chavan said: "I will choose a few books and you can sell them to me."

Zhao Chuanxin came to Tianjin alone.

Taoist Wang originally followed, but Zhao Chuanxin just watched but didn't speak. After following for a while, he found it boring and left.

When I opened the yellowed scrolls, I found that some of them had weathered and become fragile, and started to fall off with a little force.

When he walked away, Taoist Wang opened the bag and took a look. He couldn't carry 200,000 silver dollars at all. How could it be 200,000 dollars?

He returned to Mogao Grottoes, opened the door and saw that the cave was empty, but there were more silver coins neatly stacked on the ground...

We can only roughly appreciate the Tang people's aesthetic pursuit of wealth, which is vividly expressed here.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered.

He was right, the fabric of the shirt was indeed American.

As for Edward Chavan, it was none of his business what the old boy thought.

Anger appeared on the man's face: "Sir, are your clothes American?"

Since I'm willing to torment you, go elsewhere and don't harm that hole.

When several young people passed by Zhao Chuanxin, one of them came out and reached out to pull Zhao Chuanxin's shirt.

Outside the Mogao Grottoes, there is a gourd-shaped Monk's Pagoda of Death. The base is made of blue bricks and the top is made of yellow mud. This shows that the monks who preside over here are always not generous.

But Taoist Wang's numb face showed no expression.

"No, I'll just go on a trip and go home after I've walked enough."

There was a rattling sound in the bag, and a smart person would have guessed that it was a bag of money.

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: three three

Qingting? That group of useless corpses are not worth mentioning.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I know you want to develop the incense here, but remember, Mogao Grottoes cannot be touched. Come out with me."

Zhao Chuanxin said "pop" and opened the opponent's hand simply.

On the other side of the river is an empty space.

That means that they are superior, and Taoist Wang is very humble. He is not worthy of Taoist Wang taking the blame, but he still bears all the infamy.

A sign was held that read: Boycott American products!

After Zhao Chuanxin strolled around and collected all the treasures, he looked at the Mogao Grottoes which were empty except for the murals and tall Buddha statues, and nodded with satisfaction.

He held the bag in one hand and pulled Taoist Wang out with the other.

But Zhao Chuanxin would not tell him this.

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him: "There is no but. If you want money, I will give it to you. Two hundred thousand yuan is the initial investment, and you can build whatever you want. But as for the Buddha statues and murals in the Mogao Grottoes, if you Dare you move? Do you see the gun in my hand? I will kill you with one shot. When you finish spending this money, if you think it is not enough, I will invest more. From now on, the incense here will be yours, and I will do the same with you. It’s okay. Do you understand?”

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Chuanxin fired directly at his feet, causing earth to fly.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the open space and said to him: "See the open space over there? You can build pagodas and temples here, or you can build your Taoist temple, it doesn't matter. I will pay for it for you. But you can't do it with the Mogao Grottoes." If it’s moved, seal the door and no one will be allowed in.”

According to history, Taoist Wang might not be greedy for money when he sold these treasures to foreigners. He sold them for a total of more than 200,000 taels of silver, but spent none of them on himself. He continued to live a miserable life.

Taoist Wang: "But..."

When I come, I won’t leave anything behind for you.

He stopped Edward Chawan and said, "It's getting late today. Let's enjoy it for a day and then talk about other things tomorrow."

Everyone values ​​different things. For example, Lu Xun was not willing to commit suicide to assassinate high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty, but Qiu Jin was. Just because Lu Xun was actually afraid of death, we shouldn't think that his character was bad or bad, right?

He was afraid that this man was trying to stick to his faith and not be afraid of death, so he kept the money.

Given the choice, Taoist Wang would not seek death by destroying those Buddha statues and murals.

"I'm sorry! Your foreign clothes look like American goods."

After saying that, he left the money to Taoist Wang and turned around to leave.

From the fact that Taoist Wang sold the treasure but did not spend the money on himself, Zhao Chuanxin felt that this man was not very noble, but at least he had some vague beliefs in his heart.

He didn't dare to play with it casually and put it all directly into the secret realm pendant.

Edward Shawan was very interested in these. Since Zhao Chuanxin wouldn't let him buy them today, let's take some photos and go back first.

After saying that, he turned to Edward Chawan and said, "You can play here by yourself for a few days. I'm leaving now."

It can be said that except for the tall Buddha statues and murals, he could not take away anything he could, not even an incense burner, and put them all into the secret pendant. He also installed some short colorful statues of Bodhisattva from the Tang Dynasty.

Starting from him, all the way up, from county magistrates, prefectures and counties, to court officials, to the old witch, no one is innocent. His guilt was the smallest, but history almost only remembered him and nailed him to the pillar of shame.

He walked out casually, came to Taoist Wang with his hands behind his back, patted him on the shoulder, and then took out a bag.

"Do you see clearly?"

Zhao Chuanxin patted Taoist Wang on the face: "Poor man? You, poor man, might be infamy for eternity, you know? Remember my words."

But in Zhao Chuanxin's view, Taoist Wang, a Taoist priest with a humble peasant background, had done the best he could in the early stage.

"A parade is a parade, and a boycott is a boycott, but you have no right to destroy the property that the people already own."

No matter now or in future generations, there will always be a small group of people who abuse easily obtained power in the name of patriotism to make themselves famous for a while.