"Luo's physiognomy" is the most accurate method for reading faces.
During those few days in Jinmen, Old Man Luo took them for a walk in front of Haihe River when he had nothing to do, and saw all kinds of people.
Old Man Luo could tell 60% to 70% of the person's identity just by passing him by.
If you meet someone who is curious, stop and chat a few more words, and fall into the fortune teller's words. Basically, you can figure out what the three generations of your ancestors did.
This is the correct way to open "Physiognomy".
Judging by appearance alone, it can only be said that the sample is still too small.
For example, when it comes to the appearance of an emperor in history, it is nothing more than: high eyebrows, thick eyebrows, calm and majestic, with a strong sense of majesty; high forehead, broad forehead, bright color, especially obvious bulge of Fuxi bone; eyes with double pupils, sharp and sharp eyes Etc., etc.
These are just words.
Lin Yi and Qian Sheng's skills are naturally not up to Old Man Luo's level.
From a painting, we can only get some clues.
This clue was not enough to influence their judgment.
Because the legendary Master Xinzheng was a general under Zhang Xianzhong, no one knew his common name.
Even if he later became the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng and chanted sutras every day, he could not change the murderous aura accumulated in his body.
Lin Yi and Qian Sheng looked at each other and continued walking forward without saying anything.
In their opinion, these so-called "treasures" in the temple are not very attractive, including the various gold and silver objects donated by some pilgrims. In their opinion, they are just modern handicrafts.
The accompanying monk took them to the corner. There was a stone tablet leaning against the wall, which caught Lin Yi's attention.
The forehead of the stele is extremely thick, the materials used are very solid, and the carving is exquisite.
It's just that the forehead of the monument is a bit damaged, but the Canglong climbing on it can still be seen, and the body of the monument is also broken into four pieces.
The only strange thing is that all the words on the forehead of the monument have been eradicated.
The writing on the entire stone tablet has also disappeared.
"Master, may I ask about this stone tablet?" Lin Yi pointed at it and asked.
"Oh, it's like this. I heard from Master that this stone tablet was used for records when the temple was completed in the early years. But later, for some unknown reason, someone polished off the words on it.
As for what was engraved on the stele, it has not been handed down.
Later, during a special period, the entire stone monument was smashed, and when it was picked up, these were the only fragments. Donor, please look this way."
After the accompanying monk finished speaking, he guided Lin Yi and his party to continue marching inside.
Lin Yi's eyes were completely attracted by this stone tablet.
Qian Sheng also stopped and his eyes stayed on the stone tablet.
After watching for a moment, the two began to whisper.
"The stone is made of fine Sichuan bluestone and is carved from a single piece. The carving is very delicate and does not look like it was made by an ordinary craftsman."
"Judging from the only remaining text imprints, Shudan's people are also masters of literary and ink writing. We can obviously destroy this stone tablet directly, so why do we have to keep it and just polish off the words on it?"
The three people in front walked a few steps and saw that they were still standing there, so they turned around and called them again.
"Let's go, there are a lot of things to see ahead."
Fifth brother came over and dragged Lin Yi and Qian Sheng.
But Lin Yi pulled him aside and whispered:
"Fifth brother, please, can you ask this little master if we can bring a rubbing of this stone tablet?"
"Rubbing? This stone tablet?"
Fifth Brother frowned and looked at the stone tablet again and again, but couldn't see the reason.
But since Lin Yi can make this request, he must have his own ideas.
Qian Sheng organized his speech a little and asked him to speak according to this framework.
"Okay, wait for my news!"
Fifth Brother took the trouble to return to the monks and roughly expressed their wishes.
The young master found it a bit puzzling. After all, there were no words on the monument. But Brother Wu said that his two friends liked the dragon shape on the forehead of the monument very much. They thought it was very vigorous and powerful, and wanted to make a rubbing of it as a souvenir. .
This is not a difficult matter.
In Pujing Temple, there are many inscriptions from past dynasties. The temple will also make some rubbings and give them to pilgrims and lay people as souvenirs.
It's just that although this ruined stele is old, there are no words or pictures on it, so there is no need or value for rubbings.
Now that these benefactors have made requests, the masters in charge of the temple have also given special instructions before leaving. As long as the requests are not particularly outrageous, they will try their best to meet them.
There is no need to ask the host for this matter. All you need to do is say hello to the person in charge of the temple and ask someone to come over with tools.
The accompanying monk sent a WeChat message and received a response shortly after. Someone would send rubbing tools shortly.
However, the masters who knew how to make rubbings in the temple followed the large army to Shaoshi Mountain.
This matter naturally fell on Qian Sheng.
He did this with ease. He rolled up his sleeves, mixed the ink and put it aside.
He took various tools and cleaned up the forehead of the monument and several remaining pieces of the monument, making them spotless.
Then use a soft-bristled brush to evenly apply water on the stone tablet, cover it with rice paper, and then cover it with a layer of felt. Use a brown brush dipped in red ink, and tap it little by little so that all the lines on the forehead of the tablet remain on the rice paper.
This operation was so smooth that several people around him were stunned.
"I didn't expect the donor to have such skills!"
Even the little master in the temple couldn't help but praise him.
Qian Sheng's skills were unequivocal, and within a short while, the rubbings on the forehead of the monument were completed.
It's just that the rubbings can't be peeled off until they are completely dry. Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Yi suggested to go inside and have a look around, and let Qian Sheng fiddle with it by himself.
Therefore, the four of them left Qian Sheng to continue making rubbings here, and they continued to visit the Sutra Pavilion with the young master.
While they were away, Qian Sheng worked with his back on his back, stuck the camera in the blind spot, and quickly made rubbings of several ruined monuments.
Facts have proved that his and Lin Yi's judgment was correct.
Even though the writing on the stele has been worn away, the person who carved the stele was very skilled in craftsmanship. The silver hooks and iron paintings penetrated into the stone three-thirds of the time.
Under the impact of the brown brush, the shallow handwriting gradually appeared.
Lin Yi was rambling behind him, looking for various topics to stall for time.
Fifth brother and Bai Lu were covering the scene, putting on top hats for the little master from time to time.
Even though he is a monk, he is also extremely useful in this worldly world.
The rest of the tour lasted for more than half an hour, when I heard Qian Sheng say from behind:
"Oh, I'm so exhausted. Some days my hands feel a little rusty after I don't work. I'm so tired that my back hurts and my legs cramp!"
Lin Yi knew that everything was done on his side and he could withdraw.
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