Chapter 190 (1/2)

The statues and murals of Kizil thousand Buddha cave are all painted in the Zhiti grottoes, which are more than 300 li away from the city of likuizi. The murals mainly tell the stories of Buddha's biography, marriage and birth.

But in any case, all the murals and statues are designed to show the various hardships and hardships of the Buddha in his previous life.

So that all living beings can keep respect for the Buddha's actions, believe in the vast power of Buddha and compassion for the world.

”It is said that in a long time ago, in short, it will be many years earlier. A craftsman in Kucha state fell in love with the daughter of King Qiuci. In order to get this beloved Princess, he should be asked by King Qiuci. As long as one thousand such grottoes are dug on the cliff, the princess will be betrothed to the craftsman, and the craftsman will chisel here every day Chisel Chisel... ”

”And then, did the king of Kucha agree to the craftsman's request?”

”Don't you worry about the story? Why don't I just tell you the result? Important process, process, understand? Do you understand the love of vows and promises? ” Li Hong riding on the back of the horse, glared at his package with a zongzi like snow, said.

”Well, you can tell me. I won't interrupt you.”

”And then, after nine hundred and ninety-nine grottoes, the craftsman died of exhaustion when he reached the 1000th. When the princess heard the news, she saw that her beloved was dead, and she also died of crying. Her tears had been flowing for nine days and nine nights. Then the tears were threaded into a thread, forming this teardrop spring. You see, the spring is still coming out. ” After that tearful spring, Li Hong, in order to prove the truth of his story, said.

”Why are all your stories like this? I thought that this time, Meng Jiangnu cried the Great Wall last time. This princess will cry down this cliff, alas...” Half Mei didn't know what she was sighing at last.

”Banmei, what do you mean? You have to sigh again, and you won't tell you any more stories. ” Li Hong was dissatisfied with ban Mei's sigh, as if his story was not pleasant to hear.

”Well, the princess of Kucha is not a fool, so I like a craftsman.” Then Luo also rode on horseback, but after being tortured by lawlessness for a night, he looked haggard, his hair was messy, his face was blue and purple, and his eyes were like panda.

”Well, I don't think it's enough that you were beaten yesterday, are you? How can the princess look down on the craftsman Li Hong glanced at him.

Zhero was tough enough. When the Tang Dynasty attacked the city, he took the lead in subduing Bai sunI's family, and then he was imprisoned in the Kizil Grottoes.

In order to avenge baisoni's death of his brother, he let the king of Kucha play his artistic talent here, and his family was imprisoned here to paint murals.

He came back from the grassland all night, but only a part of the people were brought back, and the rest remained on the grassland.

After Li Hong became the governor of Anxi Dufu, the place where Kucha and ashinatu branch bordered each other changed.

In the past, they had always been the soldiers and horses of asnaduzhi, harassing the border town and town of Qiuci in the cold winter, carrying out bandit style plunder.

Since then, Li and Sanma have been patrolling the grassland, including honger and Sanma.

Every day, thousands of cavalry are like ghosts and ghosts on the grassland. They camp wherever they go. As for food, they use local materials or take their own dry food.

In this way, as a result, both of them, like the shrinking turtle, stayed in the depths of the grassland for the whole winter, suffering from hunger and cold, and did not dare to take a step forward.

Led by zerro, a group of people walked slowly along the foot of this mountain range until they came to a shelter from the wind. It was not far away that they saw what looked like a small village where smoke was rising from the top of the thatched cottage.

This small village, with its back to the green hills, is just able to block the cold northwest wind. The grottoes on the cliff like bird's nest are also very close to here. I think this is the place where baisoni was imprisoned.

Li Hong looked at the small village in front of him. Unconsciously, he felt waves of elegance. He could not help thinking that if he had not been born in the royal family, it would be good to live in such a place where there is no struggle with the world.

”Jielu is in the people's territory, and there is no noise of cars and horses. How can you do it? The heart is far away from itself. Under the eastern fence, we can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return to each other. There is true meaning in this, but I have forgotten my words if I want to distinguish them. Alas I'm afraid only Tao Qian's poem can depict the scene in front of you. ” Li Hong thought about it for a long time. He was still a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He had to sigh deeply and say, ”Mr. Tao, you are a cow.”.

People dismounted at the intersection of the small village, and a line of about 1000 people had already alarmed the people in the small village at this time.

Li Hong stood at the entrance of the village. The village looked like a dozen families. Now and then, someone came out of it.

Only when you see the handcuffs on, you can see the light in your eyes.