"Yes, I found that dark hole. I took a torch and saw that it was filled with scriptures and books. I carefully looked for it. I thought there would be some jewelry boxes, grandma's, nothing, all It's a book. After so many years, many of the books and scriptures have been broken and they are all useless. Maybe they wanted to put jewelry in the first place, but maybe the money was exploited by the middlemen and not put in it. It's very likely ,,” said Taoist priest Wang Yun.

Jian Yumei sighed when she saw Taoist Wang Yun’s frustration when she talked about the lack of jewelry.

"Then how did you do it later," Jian Yumei asked.

"I just pulled some of those things back when I had nothing to do, and some were brought back when I had nothing to do. Later, I met some foreigners to see the murals. When I was chatting with them, a foreigner was inadvertently interested. He was willing to pay for it. ,I think it's all waste things, I'll sell them when I sell them, and I'll sell them to him. Later, some people are interested and I'll sell them again. I sold several batches before and after, and there are not many left," said Taoist priest Wang Yun.

Jian Yumei felt extremely depressed at this moment, but he showed nothing on his face.

"Oh, if I found gold, silver and jewelry, I would have become rich. Unfortunately, these waste scriptures were not sold for a lot of money and they were used up soon," said Taoist Wang Yun.

At this moment, Jian Yumei looked at the wrinkles on Taoist Wang Yun's face, the face like an old bark, and looked at Taoist Wang Yun's hands behind Fengshuang. There were traces of difficult life and the expression on Wang Yun's Taoist Wang Yun's face. Jian Yumei felt very depressed when she was numb to everything.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about it. Everything is about fate. If you don't get jewelry, that's your fate. It's just that if you don't sell those things randomly," said Jian Yumei.

"Foreigners are interested in those things now, and I don't know why they are so interested in those broken scriptures. I am not interested in them," said Taoist Wang Yun.

"So that's the case. Now that the country is in turmoil, I think we should protect our culture and prevent foreigners from taking it away. OK, okay?" Jian Yumei said.

"I don't want to give it to them either, but I don't have money now. If I have money, I won't sell it to them," said Taoist Wang.

Jian Yumei frowned a little. The Taoist priest meant that if foreigners wanted it in the future, they would still sell it themselves.

"How much more do you find now?" Jian Yumei asked.

"Not much, not much, but still not much," said Taoist Wang Yun.

"You see, it's all here," said Taoist Wang Yun, and while he said, he took Jian Yumei and the others to a room next to him.

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Jian Yumei saw that there were still many scriptures and books piled up in the corner of the room. He walked in and saw that these scriptures and books were very broken.

"It seems that the most complete ones have been picked out by those foreigners, right?" Jian Yumei asked.

"Yes, they always pick it themselves, and they will give me money after picking it. For me, a pile of waste paper can be sold for money, which is also a pie in the sky," said Taoist Wang Yun.

"Okay, I don't have much money here anymore. I'll give you a hundred oceans. Give me the rest. I didn't take it myself, I gave it to the library of Peking University. What do you think ,” said Jian Yumei.

Taoist Wang Yun was ecstatic at this moment, "Really, you are willing to give me one hundred oceans of those broken books,"

"Yes, there are only one hundred oceans. Your subordinates, you can sort them out now. Let's take them away now," said Jian Yumei.

"Okay, thank you, little brother, you are also a noble person," said Taoist Wang Yun.

"You're welcome," Jian Yumei turned around and said to Mu Xiner and Lin Li and the others, "Let's organize it together quickly. It's getting late, and we'll take it back later."

"Okay," everyone agreed, and then began to look for those things in big pockets with Taoist Wang Yun.

"Everyone be careful and protect it well," said Jian Yumei.

After finishing the organization, it was already dark. Taoist Wang Yun found a lot of bags and other things and packed them.

"Come on, let's put these things on our horses," said Jian Yumei.

Together they tied the two bags together and placed them on the road.

Looking at these scriptures that survived the disaster, Jian Yumei sighed a little.

"Don't sigh. If you didn't come today, you wouldn't be able to rescue these," Mu Xiner said.

"Well, yes, I'll leave these things to you. Is it good to have someone be lucky to go to Beijing and give them to your father?" Jian Yumei said.

"Well, okay, but these things are very expensive. Don't you want to sell them for money," Mu Xiner said.

"Your father doesn't know how to sell money, I gave it to him for research. In the end, I guess he will give it to the university library. This is the best place to go for these things," said Jian Yumei.

At this moment, Jian Yumei thought of the day, the people who carried the scriptures and the horses he saw that day, they didn't know where they were, but what they hid could give to the present Something useful to people.

Jian Yumei remembered Professor Mu's wise eyes. He knew that the most suitable thing for these things was to give them to him for processing.

"Get on the horse, let's go," Jian Yumei said to everyone as everything was done.

"Okay, let's go back," said Mu Xiner.

Everyone got on the horse together. At this moment, Jian Yumei turned around and saw the Mogao Grottoes standing tall, the Buddha statues and the flying sky were all like dreams.

There is also the portrait of Zi'er. Jian Yumei thought, should she come back again and take a look at Zi'er.

Let’s send these scriptures back first.

Everyone walked on horseback and returned to the hotel at dusk.

When everyone returned to the hotel, Mu Xiner asked her men to move the bags of the scriptures and books in.

"You keep these things well, put them in the warehouse, then change some oil paper to wrap them, and then transport them to Beijing another day," Mu Xiner said.

"Okay, we will do it, Miss," everyone said.

At this time, Jian Yumei heard a burst of English sounds in the restaurant.

"A foreigner is here," Jian Yumei thought.

At this time, Lin Li, Chi Heng and others were also a little curious.

Jian Yumei looked at Mu Xiner, "Hehe, it seems that only your foreign language is good, right, Xiner,"

Mu Xiner smiled, "It's okay,"

"Let's go, take a look, boss lady," said Jian Yumei.

Mu Xiner rolled her eyes.

Lin Li was laughing there.

"Junior brother, you're too much, Sister Mu, beat him up," Lin Li said

"Ignore him, the guy who is greedy, go, sister, let's watch the fun," Mu Xiner said.
Chapter completed!