"Protect? This thing needs to be protected with mud?"
"That's right! Using mud to protect the murals felt a little ridiculous!”
"Since you want to protect it, then someone wants to destroy it?”
Everyone found it hard to understand what Li Qingyuan was saying.
Although this mural might be quite precious, how could it be protected with mud?
If someone really wanted to destroy this thing, they could easily destroy it with a wooden stick.
At this moment, a treasure friend in the live broadcast room suddenly shouted.
"In the 1940s and 1950s, wasn't that when the Japanese invaded?”
Li Qingyuan nodded.
"That's right! It was during the invasion of the Wei slaves."
"The Taoist priests of this Daoist temple might have covered it with mud to protect the painting of the three officials on patrol in the Daoist temple.”
"At that time, because the Japanese slaves were spying on Chinese culture, they had wantonly collected Chinese literature and cultural relics in order to steal Chinese culture that had been passed down for 5,000 years.”
"If they see this mural, even if they can't take it away, they'll destroy it.”
"It is because of this layer of mud that this mural can be preserved until now.”
Hearing this, everyone finally understood the story behind the mural.
"What about the Taoist priests in this Taoist temple?”
"That's right! Since they had the time to hide the murals, they definitely had the time to retreat!”
"We're already halfway up the mountain. As long as we hide deep in the mountains, we should be able to avoid the danger of war, right?”
However, Li Qingyuan shook his head at these questions.
"I really don't know where the Taoist priests of this Taoist temple went.”
"However, in that era, there were many Taoist priests who spontaneously went down the mountain to resist the Japanese pirates.”
"Most of them didn't make it back alive. Not even a single person in the entire Daoist temple survived!”
"This Daoist temple might be one of them.”
After hearing this, everyone in the live broadcast room fell silent.
"Despicable Japanese slave!"
"Seniors are really great!"
Looking at the heavy atmosphere in the live broadcast room, Li Qingyuan spoke again.
"But we are now stronger!"
"If the Wei slaves dare to jump around, we have the ability to directly destroy them!”
Under Li Qingyuan's encouragement, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room slowly became more exciting.
At this moment, the patrolling figure appeared on the screen.
"Master Li, we have taken over the situation here and will report it to the State Administration of Cultural Relics immediately.”
Li Qingyuan only nodded and did not say anything.
The level of this mural was considered very high. If it was left alone, it might not be able to be preserved for long in a natural environment.
Therefore, Li Qingyuan also informed the patrol in advance and asked them to take over this cultural relic first to prevent it from being stolen by someone with ulterior motives.
"If possible, see if you can renovate this Taoist temple.”
He said to Patrol Officer Li Qingyuan.
The people in the live broadcast room also chimed in.
"That's right! He couldn't let these seniors lose their Taoist temples!”
"To Daoists, a Daoist temple is all they have. Since they have given everything to us, they can't possibly not be able to preserve the Daoist temple for them!”
"We can donate. Please renovate it!”
After understanding the situation, the patrol solemnly promised everyone.
"We will definitely report to the higher-ups and do our best to renovate this Taoist temple!”
After saying that, the video call was hung up.
After all, they still had more things to deal with.
In the live broadcast room, the sad mood had yet to dissipate, but the number of people in the live broadcast room was increasing.
After seeing the scene just now, more and more people spontaneously forwarded and recommended Li Qingyuan's live broadcast room.
After all, this wasn't just an appraising live stream. They also learned about the deeds of those who had contributed to this nation.
At this moment, someone in the live broadcast room spoke again.
"Master Li, I also have something I want to show you. Is it convenient for you?”
"I understand the rules!"
Before Li Qingyuan could say anything, the other party had already sent ten rockets.
After saying that, he logged into the video chat.
What appeared in the video was a pile of rocks.
"Master Li, I accidentally heard about your live broadcast room.”
"Today, I want you to see which of these stones have jade.”
The friends in the live broadcast room were all stunned when they heard this.
No matter how ridiculous the previous treasure friends were, they were only here to appraise the treasures.
However, this treasure friend had directly treated Master Li as the god of fortune for stone gambling.
They could not help but tease.
"Baoyou, who will you count as if you lost this bet?”
"Of course it's on me!"
Bao You's face also turned red, and he was a little embarrassed.
"Protect? This thing needs to be protected with mud?"
"That's right! Using mud to protect the murals felt a little ridiculous!”
"Since you want to protect it, then someone wants to destroy it?”
Everyone found it hard to understand what Li Qingyuan was saying.
Although this mural might be quite precious, how could it be protected with mud?
If someone really wanted to destroy this thing, they could easily destroy it with a wooden stick.
At this moment, a treasure friend in the live broadcast room suddenly shouted.
"In the 1940s and 1950s, wasn't that when the Japanese invaded?”
Li Qingyuan nodded.
"That's right! It was during the invasion of the Wei slaves."
"The Taoist priests of this Daoist temple might have covered it with mud to protect the painting of the three officials on patrol in the Daoist temple.”
"At that time, because the Japanese slaves were spying on Chinese culture, they had wantonly collected Chinese literature and cultural relics in order to steal Chinese culture that had been passed down for 5,000 years.”
"If they see this mural, even if they can't take it away, they'll destroy it.”
"It is because of this layer of mud that this mural can be preserved until now.”
Hearing this, everyone finally understood the story behind the mural.
"What about the Taoist priests in this Taoist temple?”
"That's right! Since they had the time to hide the murals, they definitely had the time to retreat!”
"We're already halfway up the mountain. As long as we hide deep in the mountains, we should be able to avoid the danger of war, right?”
However, Li Qingyuan shook his head at these questions.
"I really don't know where the Taoist priests of this Taoist temple went.”
"However, in that era, there were many Taoist priests who spontaneously went down the mountain to resist the Japanese pirates.”
"Most of them didn't make it back alive. Not even a single person in the entire Daoist temple survived!”
"This Daoist temple might be one of them.”
After hearing this, everyone in the live broadcast room fell silent.
"Despicable Japanese slave!"
"Seniors are really great!"
Looking at the heavy atmosphere in the live broadcast room, Li Qingyuan spoke again.
"But we are now stronger!"
"If the Wei slaves dare to jump around, we have the ability to directly destroy them!”
Under Li Qingyuan's encouragement, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room slowly became more exciting.
At this moment, the patrolling figure appeared on the screen.
"Master Li, we have taken over the situation here and will report it to the State Administration of Cultural Relics immediately.”
Li Qingyuan only nodded and did not say anything.
The level of this mural was considered very high. If it was left alone, it might not be able to be preserved for long in a natural environment.
Therefore, Li Qingyuan also informed the patrol in advance and asked them to take over this cultural relic first to prevent it from being stolen by someone with ulterior motives.
"If possible, see if you can renovate this Taoist temple.”
He said to Patrol Officer Li Qingyuan.
The people in the live broadcast room also chimed in.
"That's right! He couldn't let these seniors lose their Taoist temples!”
"To Daoists, a Daoist temple is all they have. Since they have given everything to us, they can't possibly not be able to preserve the Daoist temple for them!”
"We can donate. Please renovate it!”
After understanding the situation, the patrol solemnly promised everyone.
"We will definitely report to the higher-ups and do our best to renovate this Taoist temple!”
After saying that, the video call was hung up.
After all, they still had more things to deal with.
In the live broadcast room, the sad mood had yet to dissipate, but the number of people in the live broadcast room was increasing.
After seeing the scene just now, more and more people spontaneously forwarded and recommended Li Qingyuan's live broadcast room.
After all, this wasn't just an appraising live stream. They also learned about the deeds of those who had contributed to this nation.
At this moment, someone in the live broadcast room spoke again.
"Master Li, I also have something I want to show you. Is it convenient for you?”
"I understand the rules!"
Before Li Qingyuan could say anything, the other party had already sent ten rockets.
After saying that, he logged into the video chat.
What appeared in the video was a pile of rocks.
"Master Li, I accidentally heard about your live broadcast room.”
"Today, I want you to see which of these stones have jade.”
The friends in the live broadcast room were all stunned when they heard this.
No matter how ridiculous the previous treasure friends were, they were only here to appraise the treasures.
However, this treasure friend had directly treated Master Li as the god of fortune for stone gambling.
They could not help but tease.
"Baoyou, who will you count as if you lost this bet?”
"Of course it's on me!"
Bao You's face also turned red, and he was a little embarrassed.
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