Collection of Huaxia: The beginning shocked Qin Shihuang

Chapter 641

In the picture, the scholar looks at the sea in front of him, the words on his paper fly upwards, and the camera also flies up with those words.

The ink characters flew in the air, and then emitted a burst of light, which gradually enveloped the entire live broadcast room.

The audience watched the live broadcast room, and all the impatience and lack of anticipation at the beginning disappeared, but a little bit of curiosity gradually arose instead.

In the picture, the light dissipated, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a heavy rain fell.

The camera lens was wet by the heavy rain, mist rose from the woods, the soil on the ground was splashed by the rain, and the sound of heavy rain gradually covered all sounds.

The camera moved slowly, and a ruined temple appeared in the rain. The ruined temple was extremely fragile in the heavy rain, as if it would be destroyed by the heavy rain in the next second.

The audience listened to the sound of rain, and suddenly heard the sound of heavy footsteps in the sound of rain.

A man in bunt covered his head from a distance and rushed into the ruined temple.

Rain leaked everywhere in the ruined temple, but at least it was a place to hide from the rain. The man patted his clothes, took off the outer clothes, and carried them on the collapsed pillar of the ruined temple.

He wiped the rain from his face while looking at the dark clouds overhead.

This person is about 30 years old, and the clothes he wears are mostly mended. His face is dark, and there are smooth calluses on his hands. In appearance, he looks like a farmer who has been plowing the land all year round.

But his eyes were as bright as the moon in the dark night.

The audience looks at this person and instantly knows who it is.

"This is Xu Xiake, right?"

"It seems so, this should be Xu Xiake."

"It doesn't look very old, it should be the second stage of his travels."

The audience looked at Xu Xiake in the picture, and the Xu Xiake in front of them did not look like those previous figures. The temperament and demeanor of those historical figures were different from ordinary people, but the Xu Xiake in front of them seemed very ordinary.

Before looking at this collection, the audience has also read the information of Xu Xiake. According to the information, Xu Xiake is from a scholarly family and should be a person who has read a lot of poetry and books, but this person in front of him looks like an ordinary farmer, not the slightest difference If there is any difference, it is his eyes, but compared with those people before, they are still too ordinary.

In the picture, this very ordinary-looking Xu Xiake reached out to take off his wet clothes, wrung them dry and put them on the pillars. He found some hay in the ruined temple, and then lit a fire in the ruined temple.

He took out some grain from the bag he was carrying, roasted the grain on the fire, and then began to eat.

He ate the food bit by bit carefully, and then took out a pen and paper from the box. His banknotes were placed in the wooden box, and they were not wet by the rain. He took out the pen and paper, and placed the things on the wooden box. Then he began to lower his head and carefully record the geography he saw along the way.

The audience watched him writing on the wooden box in front of the TV, and the audience had some doubts.

The entry into the collection starts with one event each time. For example, Cao Cao started with the most important event in his life, that is, the assassination of Dong Zhuo. So what about Xu Xiake now?
Could it be that Xu Xiake was assassinated this time?

The audience is a little puzzled.

"Are we going to stay here and watch Xu Xiake write?"

"Probably, he seems to be writing a draft of Xu Xiake's travel notes."

"Feeling a little sleepy."

The audience left messages on the barrage, some found it boring, while others found it interesting.

In the picture, Xu Xiake kept writing on the paper, and soon it was dark, he moved the wooden box into the ruined temple, then lit candles, and continued to write under the lamp.

The heavy rain outside was still falling, and the candles flickered in the ruined temple, but the radiance still illuminated the whole ruined temple.

The camera switches to the outside of the ruined temple. In the rain, the fragile ruined temple in the heavy rain has become tougher because of the orange candlelight.

In the dark night, the rain falling on the ground made a pattering sound, and in the dilapidated small temple, a candle shimmered. Under the dim light, an ordinary person was writing his life.

The heavy rain gradually subsided, but the candlelight never went out.

The audience was silent in front of the TV. They looked at the picture in front of them, the candlelight in the darkness, and the figure of the person under the candlelight.

They seem to understand the significance of this issue.

The characters in the past were emperors, civil servants, generals, and wavers in the waves of Chinese history, but this time, what Lin Yi wants to bring to them is in this history, which may not seem obvious. people.

They may be just a person who is not well-known in later generations, but they were also shining in their era.

Candles flickered in the eyes of the audience.

"It turns out that this is what Lin Shen wanted to tell us."

"Yes, but who said that Xu Xiake is an ordinary person? If he can write travel notes, is this called an ordinary person?"

"Hahahaha, indeed, he is an extraordinary ordinary person!"

In the Huaxia Cultural Research Institute, Guan Hongshen took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.

After watching so many episodes, this scene touched him the most.

He thought of a lot, of that era, those fighters who waved their flags in the dark and wanted to wake everyone up.

I thought of those who worked hard to plant apple trees in the dark.

I think of those who are now under the cultural trend, stick to Chinese culture, and inherit Chinese culture.

Guan Hongshen himself is one of them.

Guan Hong smiled deeply, then continued to watch TV.

In the picture, the heavy rain gradually stopped, the moon emerged from the dark clouds, fireflies spread their wings from the wet grass, and the sound of insects undulated in the woods.

The candles in the ruined temple still did not go out, but the sky gradually lit up.

Clouds rise from the sky, and after the clouds are all over the sky, there will be a round of sunrise.

Xu Xiake was lying on the wooden box, and the candle was already burned to the bottom.

Xu Shi heard the sound of birds, Xu Xiake woke up, rubbed his eyes and looked in front of him, he smiled softly, then packed up his things, put on his clothes, carried the wooden box on his back, and was ready to go forward.

"gentlemen."

As soon as he walked out of the ruined temple, he heard a voice. He turned to look at the place where the voice came from, and saw Lin Yi standing not far from him, reaching out to salute him.

Xu Xiake was a little puzzled, but he returned the salute and asked, "Brother, are you calling me?"

Lin Yi walked up to Xu Xiake and said, "Junior Lin Yi, who came from later generations, is here to meet Mr. Xu Xiake."

Xu Xiake was a little surprised and said, "You recognize me?"

(End of this chapter)