Tracing China: Through history, dialogue between ancient and modern

Chapter 84 Tracing back to the ancestor of the Chinese dialogue, the Yellow Emperor
In the vast primitive mountains and rivers.

Sui Huang left.

With a "fire seed", he went to the distant mountains to find other human beings and teach him the skills of making fire manually.

The "Tao Wen" created by him will also be spread in the prehistoric era. The power of writing has taken root in this ancient oriental land since then, and later generations will continue to improve it, and then form the most beautiful writing in the world.

Backtracking to the ending of the first season of Huaxia.

After the show ended.

Lin Feng walked out of the studio, returned to the car, and immediately contacted the old director, saying that he wanted to add another episode of the show.

"Lin Feng, be clear, who do you want to talk to?" asked the old director.

"Yellow Emperor!" Lin Feng said simply.

"Why?" The old director was confused.

It stands to reason that it is a matter of course for Lin Feng to enter CCTV with the influence of the program "Retrospecting China".

Why bother?
You know, the effect of the program cannot be guaranteed 100%, what if the car overturns?
This can be related to his future.

Why did Lin Feng persist?Because he saw something different in Suihuang.

The battle of "Chasing the Central Plains" in ancient legends may really be as magnificent as a myth, with all gods and demons out.

Lin Feng even guessed.

The era of Huangdi, Yandi, and Chiyou was a "lost" era.

Looking at it with the eyes of modern people, it is indeed incomprehensible, and I feel that the myth is too heavy.

However, who can tell the history of thousands of years ago?
The ancients, unable to understand modern people, can create weapons that can destroy the world.

How dare modern people talk about the world of the ancients?
Under Lin Feng's constant insistence, the old director nodded, but he still had to contact the central station to discuss and discuss.

When Lin Feng got home, the old director called.

"Tomorrow night, will the eighth episode of Retrospective Huaxia start broadcasting? The live broadcast channel will be mainly dominated by CCTV..."

For these, Lin Feng has no objection. Now he most urgently wants to go back to the era that may be "lost" and find out.

In the following time, he slept for two hours, then got up to work, and read ancient historical materials all night.

Its daybreak.

The young CCTV beauty Bailu came to the door and brought a breakfast. She must have known about the eighth episode of Huaxia.

Can Lin Feng bring this new colleague with him?
No.

If in the era of the Yellow Emperor, there were really monsters and gods, the danger would be unimaginable.

How can I protect the safety of the white deer?
In fact, he also told the truth. On the surface, he did not have any malice towards Bailu, but only considered the situation at the scene.

"Lin Feng, tell me the truth, which film and television base is the filming location of the show?"

Naturally, Bailu was not happy. In the past, who would reject her over and over again like this?
In her opinion, Lin Feng is a straight man.

"There is no film and television base."

"There are no actors."

"Did I really travel back in time and space, did I see that big black bow? It was a gift from the historical sun-shooting hero Hou Yi."

Lin Feng looked serious. Now that the matter has come to an end, he feels that there is no need to hide it. Anyway, Bailu will know the situation sooner or later.

"Are you kidding me!"

Bailu walked to the side of the hall, and not long after, she stood there in a daze, as if petrified.

"Is this really the big bow in Hou Yi's hand?" Bai Lu asked in a daze.

This big black bow.

Accompany Hou Yi all his life.

He has shot and killed countless beasts and deterred a Zhou Tian creature.

Because it has been stained with countless blood, the evil spirit is strong, and if you are close to two meters, you can feel the terrifying and murderous aura that makes people tremble.

It can be said that the big black bow is almost alive.

For ordinary people, watching or touching at close range will make people dream back to the prehistoric era.

Bailu's world view has been subverted!

All her cognitions are undergoing earth-shaking changes at this moment.

"I hope that this secret will not be known to a third person, can you agree?" Lin Feng walked over.

"Through the past, we can talk about the past and the present, so that's how it is!" Bailu said suddenly.

"This is an ability I got suddenly, I don't know, one day it will suddenly disappear..."

Bai Lu suddenly turned around, his beautiful eyes glowed, and asked with infinite curiosity, "You, can you show your ability?"

"Uh!"

Lin Feng scratched his head, then smiled wryly, "This kind of ability cannot be shown out of thin air."

Traveling through time and space in the past is not that simple, you need to enable the permission in the system.

To choose a person, choose a time, and so on.

Bailu didn't force it, and asked:
"Starting today, we are officially partners to work together. Can I stay and come up with plans together?"

Lin Feng couldn't help asking, "Are you looking away from things that can go through history?"

Bai Lu said, "Don't worry, on weekdays, I will also read some time-traveling books, and my ability to accept it is acceptable."

Listening is one thing.

If she really wanted to bring her back to the prehistoric world of the universe, she might not be so calm.

Then the two began to read the materials together and study the program plan together.

The words of the plan.

To be honest, it's not that important, because every time Lin Feng goes back to the past, a large part of the dialogue is played on the spot.

Of course, the program is not important, nor can it be without.

After all, it was a prime-time live broadcast. In Director Du's words, even if there was only one viewer watching it.

Just be careless.

For lunch, he ordered a takeaway. After eating, Lin Feng took Bai Lu and drove to the studio.

Walking into the studio, Bailu couldn't help but sighed, "Who would have thought that the majestic and magnificent ancient historical picture, there is no field shooting, no teamwork, from here, it will be completed by you alone."

Lin Feng said, "Let's check the equipment!"

The backstage work is temporarily handed over to Bailu. Lin Feng is temporarily conceiving the opening scene and moving some shooting props.

those scenes at the beginning.

A combination of fiction and reality.

Only by using modern props as the background, and then using system special effects for blessing, can the audience be presented with an explosive visual enjoyment.

"Brother Feng, can you communicate with the present age in the era thousands of years ago?" Bai Lu asked.

"Not yet, I can only guarantee the stability of the picture in ancient times, high-definition, special effects, etc., and I can't know the situation of modern playback." Lin Feng replied.

"What if the studio suddenly loses power? Or the machine breaks down?" Bai Lu asked again.

"what?"

"This, I didn't think about it!"

If Bai Lu didn't say anything, Lin Feng really didn't think about this problem. If there is a problem in the studio, the audience can only watch a black screen and feel lonely.

The two discussed this issue.

time flies.

The countdown starts.

The camera image starts to jump.

What greeted the audience was a chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly and gods reigning in the sky.

There are vicious flying dragons in the sky.

There is a big bloodthirsty monster on the ground.

There are burly shadows on the mountain.

On the blood-colored land, there are even more banners surging and brilliance surging, and one can see the dreamlike scene of gods overpowering the sky.

In the mountains and plains in all directions, countless ancient figures stand tall, and there are many people who control ferocious beasts.

A terrifying mythical battle.

will be staged.

Then this shocking scene gradually dimmed and dissipated little by little.

The host Lin Feng appeared:
"The Yellow Emperor is regent. There are 81 Chiyou brothers, who speak animal body and human language, have copper heads and iron foreheads, eat sand and stones, build soldiers, knives, halberds and crossbows. The Yellow Emperor did the things of the Son of Heaven. The Yellow Emperor could not stop Chiyou with benevolence and righteousness, but looked up to the sky and sighed. The heaven sent the Xuannv to grant the Yellow Emperor the soldiers to believe in the magic talisman to subdue Chiyou. The emperor sent him to lead the army to control all directions. After Chiyou died, the world was restored. Chaos. The Yellow Emperor then painted the image of Chiyou to prestige the world. The prestige of the world is that Chiyou is immortal, and all nations in all directions will be obedient." "

"The Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of the Chinese nation, is also the ancestor of our culture and technology. It is said that he, his officials and descendants created almost all important inventions in ancient times."

"Why does such an ancestor, until now, only have so many legends left? Only in mythology?"

"Was there really an age of mythology that we have forgotten?"

"Hi everyone, I'm Lin Feng. Today, I will lead you all back to the untraceable ancient times and reveal all the secrets of our Chinese ancestors."

"Maybe there are some myths, and more than just myths."

"Let's go together to see if there were really demons rampant during the time of the first ancestor, the Yellow Emperor, and if there were really gods to help."

"Go and see if there is really a lost "mythical world"!"

"Trace back to China, and talk to the ancestor Huangdi!"

……

After Lin Feng finished speaking, the time and space around him swept up, as if a piece of "sky" enveloped him.

The white deer in the studio is already dumbfounded, with a naturally beautiful face, showing a suspicious expression of life.

"Lin Feng, you..."

Bailu covered his mouth, eyes filled with indescribable shock.

in the screen.

Lin Feng returned to the oldest mysterious era known as "lost".

Between heaven and earth, the wind howls.

A hundred meters away from him.

Standing a demon.

This demon, tall and straight, is bigger, stronger and more rebellious than Hou Yi who shot the sun.

"Broken wood..."

"Xuzhu..."

"Flying soil..."

"Flesh by meat..."

The demon is singing, a chanted prelude to an ancient battle.

Broken wood and continuation of bamboo are for building weapons, and flying soil is for marching, setting off billowing dust and smoke all over the sky.

To chase meat means to start killing.

"This one is the Jiuli clan, Chi You, the god of war?" Lin Feng was a little confused. Isn't the character he set up for the dialogue the Yellow Emperor?
(End of this chapter)