If you are asked to do historical animation, will you be a bad person?

Chapter 10 Yuan Tiangang doesn’t treat people as human beings

Everyone knows what a brothel is.

But burying the ashes here is somewhat confusing.

The prostitute teacher touched his chin and thought about the plot.

"You may say it was unintentional, but the place where he was buried has a name."

"I think he meant it, but I really can't figure out why."

To be fair, one is an old Taoist priest whose cultivation is strong enough to calculate his own death date, and the other is the current imperial master who took the elixir of death.

There must be something going on inside and outside the words.

But it’s useless to think about it now, otherwise I’ll be like the people on the video barrage now.

[Has the man named Zhangorang ever learned to change his face? In this moment, I have changed my attitude three times! 】

[What's there to care about? He's just a minor character, and the big boss hasn't even appeared yet! 】

[I wonder if there is a final boss in this plot? 】

【Yes! Didn't there be a guy who looked like a zombie at the end of the previous PV? That must be it! 】

[Is it possible that the guy named Sa Zi Li Chunfeng didn’t die cleanly and turned into a zombie? 】

[What you said upstairs is a bit outrageous! How can people change if they are reduced to ashes? 】

[It’s hard to say. They were all buried in a brothel, and Li Chunfeng himself was a Taoist. What if it was to absorb yin and replenish yang? 】

Looking at these barrages, the prostitute teacher felt dizzy.

There are really all kinds of ideas, each one more constructive than the last.

After all, too many people have watched it. Now this film is watched by more than one million people.

The barrage was specially adjusted by the prostitute teacher, otherwise the entire screen would be filled with barrage and all you would have to do is listen to the plot.

In the end, the prostitute teacher had no choice but to turn off the barrage and continue watching.

In the plot, Yuan Tiangang looked at the brothel in front of him and was a little confused.

However, his perspective on the problem seemed very different.

In his eyes, everything around him became the Five Elements Bagua.

Whether it is houses, people, or streets, they are all connected with the sky and earth, forming feng shui lines.

When the feng shui lines are connected together, they form a sign of great misfortune.

"Heart-piercing evil? Brother Li, why did you buy bones from this evil place?"

Qiaoer beside him was a little suspicious.

"Master, what did you say?"

Qiaoer is quite smart.

Although he introduced himself, he didn't ask Yuan Tiangang's name.

The master is the master, and the master who comes to visit and gives money is the master.

So this title is definitely correct.

But if it were ordinary customers, they might give her a few compliments.

Obviously, Yuan Tiangang, a person who sees things from a tricky perspective and is quite inhumane, would not say this.

But Yuan Tiangang also knows that since he is a "civilian" now, he has to do things according to the habits of ordinary people.

So he took out five coins from his pocket.

"I'll reward you with money."

Qiaoer blinked his big eyes, looked at Yuan Tiangang's unshaven look, and picked up three coins.

"That's enough. It doesn't seem to be easy for you."

Yuan Tiangang was stunned and frowned slightly.

He was a little suspicious. The money he gave should not be too little. Five coins in the early Tang Dynasty could be considered as buying a few months' worth of food.

But now it seems that five coins feel like a waste of money.

It seems that prices have gone up.

Yuan Tiangang has been staying in the court. Even if he is a bad commander, he usually gives orders from his position as leader.

There is almost no need for him, Yuan Tiangang, to come forward.

Therefore, he had no contact with the outside world for decades, and his living habits were seriously out of touch.

But Yuan Tiangang doesn't care about this. Even if basic commodity prices rise, gold and silver are still valuable.

So I planned to go directly to Anle Pavilion. At this time, Mr. Turtle at the door of Anle Pavilion laughed at Qiao'er with an unlucky look on his face.

"Are you rich? People reward you and you think it's too much? Isn't Fan Qiaoer, the handyman girl, short of money?"

Qiaoer raised her face and answered nonchalantly.

"Don't bother Turtle!"

Seeing such a little girl being so indifferent to him, Mr. Turtle immediately became anxious.

He picked up the wooden sign in his hand and wanted to smash it, but as soon as he raised it above his head, the wooden sign was held down by Yuan Tiangang behind him.

Before Mr. Turtle could react, Yuan Tiangang handed a rein to Mr. Turtle's hand.

"Tie down Chai Feng."

Turtle Gong was stunned, turned around and looked at the donkey in front of him.

The donkey croaked cooperatively, and the two looked at each other, feeling awkward.

"It's strange, this is my first time tying a donkey in Anle Pavilion!"

Although he was full of slander, it was hard for him to say anything. After all, the visitor was a guest.

Yuan Tiangang had already entered Anle Pavilion. Qiaoer took him to a seat and smiled obediently.

"Please wait a moment, I'll call my mother."

Calling Mom, to put it bluntly, is to negotiate the price.

After all, the money spent on a spring night has to be graded.

After Qiaoer left, Yuan Tiangang looked around at the entire Anle Pavilion. It was really luxurious.

There is a main stage in the spacious lobby, with people playing the piano and flute on the side. The popular oiran dances enthusiastically among poems, calligraphy and paintings.

It looks very elegant, but in fact it is a place of brothels.

Arty is just arty.

Therefore, Yuan Tiangang has no interest in this at all.

He is still struggling with Feng Shui.

After all, it is a friend's last wish, so you have to take it seriously.

Then we couldn't bury Li Chunfeng in this sinister place. We had to find a way to choose a location.

But from the perspective of the eyes, there is nothing good here.

The Chuanxin evil spirit in Feng Shui is difficult to solve. In such a situation, the only option is to advise the owner of the house to leave.

So in such a dangerous Feng Shui environment, where else can there be any good places?

Yuan Tiangang couldn't see anything, so he had to take out his Bagua disk.

"Choose good luck for burial, and seek help from bad luck."

As the decree was spoken, the Bagua Pan started running in a way that Yuan Tiangang himself could understand.

So Yuan Tiangang tried to follow the instructions of the Bagua Pan to find good Feng Shui.

However, he seemed a bit too "arrogant".

The oiran danced very well on the stage, but he, Yuan Tiangang, ran onto the stage dragging the Bagua disc around.

Otherwise, the young master was flirting with a girl from Anle Pavilion, and Yuan Tiangang stood directly between them.

Or just go into the house, even if the people inside are taking a bath in the tub, Yuan Tiangang is still wandering around minding his own business.

This scene made the prostitute teacher stunned for a moment.

"Others are arrogant, and they are setting themselves up to be as high as his mother, the melon-skinned emperor."

"You, Yuan Tiangang, are so arrogant, do you really not see anyone in your eyes?"

Teacher Prostitute wanted to see what comments there would be on the barrage at this moment, so he opened the barrage to watch, and found an interesting conclusion.

[Yuan Tiangang's attitude is more like being oblivious than being arrogant. 】

【Is there any difference? No one noticed it anyway! 】

[The difference is that the former is on a class level, while the latter is more like everyone is unimportant. 】

[That’s right. Isn’t the most important thing for Yuan Tiangang now the burial of Li Chunfeng? 】

[It’s still different, he’s not focused, he’s completely unaware of the equal relationship between others and him. 】

[In other words, he, Yuan Tiangang, does not regard other people as human beings! 】

(End of this chapter)