Qin Fire: Not Burned Out

#Intangibleculturalheritage #Puchengfireworks #craftsmanspirit On the day when the last fireworks kiln in Xingzhen went out, Lin Weisheng held on to the old book of the Republic of China with three burnt fingers. His son Lin Qin threw the electronic light and shadow plan beside the fire pit, and the blue light reflected his cold face: "Other than entering a museum, what else can I get in exchange for this pile of junk?" "Fire is the soul of the people of Qin." Lin Weisheng reached into the flames with his bare hands to protect the ancestral injunction on the title page. The smell of burnt skin and flesh mixed with the smell of sulfur filled the entire Yaoshan Mountain. But this is just the beginning. The roar of bulldozers shattered the silence on the banks of the Luo River. What the developer wanted was not Qin Huo, but the land. My father was seriously injured and endangered, and the only source of medicine was the legendary "Cold Flame Crystal" on the Qinling Dragon Bone Cliff. And the burnt "Pucheng Fireworks Spectrum", tempered by blood and fire, revealed an astonishing map pointing to the underground of Tang Wuling - where the fire of the prosperous Tang Dynasty slept. In order to save his life, and even more so, Lin Qin picked up the medicine box and plunged into the Qinling Mountains where the snow had sealed the mountains. From an artist abandoned by the times to a rebel racing against capital and death, he must use the Qin fire that has been silent for thousands of years to burn through the iron walls of reality on the vast expanse of blue waves of Luyang Lake. Even if there is only a handful of ashes left. This fire has not burned out after all.