Yuanshin: Xiangshengtang went bankrupt, I made movies to make money

Hu Tao frowned, chewing on unfamiliar terms, and looked up at Li Yan full of doubts, "Why are you drawing so many scripts and sketches?"

"Of course it's to complete the task that Hall Master Hu entrusted to me!"

"Mission? But didn't I ask you to promote the Hall of Rebirth!!!"

Chapter 5 The Shock of Walnut

"I'm just promoting the Hall of Rebirth! Hall Master!"

"Are you promoting it?"

Hu Tao looked at the camera script in his hand in disbelief, and then at Li Yan, but couldn't make any connection between this and the traditional propaganda poster.

The promotional poster needs to be simple and clear, the price is clear, and the business of Xiangshengtang is clear at a glance.

And this long story on the drawing paper can be made into several comic books, which client would like to read it.

"Didn't I ask you to draw a few promotional pictures, and then ask the disciples below to spread them out? You draw this, what are you doing with this script..."

"And this painting lasts for seven days!"

Hu Tao glanced at Li Yan's haggard complexion, and she couldn't blame her, so she lowered her head and supported her forehead and sighed, "Forget it, forget it, I'd better let my disciple come to sell it..."

After speaking, Hu Tao planned to drop the drawing paper and go outside the house.

But who knows, before Hu Tao took two steps, she suddenly felt her hand was grabbed.

"Don't worry! Hall Master, you should read this story first!"

Li Yan grabbed Hu Tao's hand in a hurry, looked at Hu Tao seriously, and said, "You should read this story first, and then draw conclusions!"

"You, let go of your hand first..."

After all, Hu Tao is also a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. She was quite shy when she was suddenly grabbed by the hand.

Moreover, he was still not a few years older than her, extremely handsome, and Li Yan, who was as handsome as a banished fairy, grabbed his hand, no matter how weird his character was, he was inevitably a little shy.

"After you read this script, I will let go!"

Li Yan didn't have so many careful thoughts at the moment, he only knew that he couldn't die before he was born, he had to let Hu Tao see the results.

"Hey, well..." Hu Tao sighed.

Seeing Li Yan who was so serious, Hu Tao had no choice but to pick up Li Yan and hand over a stack of white paper.

"Huh? "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"?"

Hu Tao, who was not very interested at first, after receiving Li Yan's script, just saw the three words on the surface, and became energetic, with a gleam of interest in his eyes.

With interest, Hu Tao turned over the first page of the script, and then began to read it carefully.

"It is said that during the war of the demon gods, Liyue was the place where the demon gods fought. The rock king, who protected mankind, could not bear the suffering of the common people, and cleaned up the demons from all directions. Together with the immortals, he established the kingdom of Liyue to protect mankind."

However, although the demon god died, his resentment was still difficult to dissipate. Countless resentments accumulated in mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, causing many disasters to people.

Especially after death, it is difficult for the soul to sleep peacefully, and the body is also used by the god of resentment, turning into a mountain demon, a monster, disturbing the peace of one party.

The Emperor Yan Wang couldn't bear the suffering of the people, so he created the immortal law of "Rebirth" together with the immortals, and passed it on to the mortals.

After learning the vein of [Death], it is my duty to protect Liyue and maintain the natural order of life and death, and it is my duty to silently guard Liyue.

Of course, after thousands of years, no matter how lofty the responsibility is, there will be fallen people. Some people who have learned the magic of [Rebirth] will become poorer and poorer in the years when the demons recede.

So he used the technique of "rebirth" to start a business of tomb robbery, steal funeral objects, and grab huge amounts of wealth.

Doing things that are detrimental to yin and morality will eventually cause accidents, and the descendants of the degenerate lineage, the secret technique of "rebirth" practiced will also be lost and scattered.

The subsequent secret techniques of the fragments were used by the treasure robbers, and over thousands of years, they formed the four famous schools of tomb robbers, touching gold, moving mountains, unloading mountains, and making hills.

"???"

"When will the Secret Art of Rebirth be able to rob tombs? Why didn't I know? And there are also tomb robbers in the treasure robbery group? There are four schools?"

After reading the title page, the walnut man was stunned, how can the story be written like this?It does seem to be interesting!

Although the Hall of Resurrection is related to Emperor Yan, and it is indeed to maintain the order of life and death, but she has never heard of the ones related to tomb robbery.

"It's just an adaptation of the story, don't take it seriously..." Li Yan chuckled and said, "Wouldn't this better set off the legitimacy and nobility of the Hall of Rebirth?"

"Besides, it's not the hall master, did you make a request to eliminate Liyue people's prejudice against the Hall of Death?"

"I... really seem to be." Hu Tao couldn't find a reason to refute for a while.

Helpless, Hu Tao had no choice but to scroll down to see what story Li Yan wanted to write.

50 years ago, Mond Snow Mountain.

An exploration team entered the Snow Mountain of Mond. The expedition team consisted of more than a dozen people. It was composed of scholars from Sumeru, people from Fontaine, adventurers from Rice Wife, nobles from Mond Lawrence, etc., to investigate the corpse of the dragon Dulin on the snow mountain. for the target.

As the No.70 fifth-generation hall master of the Hall of Rebirth, I was invited by the survey team to join it and serve as a consultant for the historical relics of Xueshan.

To be honest, being the hall master of the Hall of Rebirth and a consultant for historical relics is a far-fetched thing, but the scholars of Sumeru have given too much.

After entering it, I realized that the purpose of the survey team was not the corpse of the so-called dragon Durin, but the ruins of its ancient kingdom more than 2000 years ago, Shar Fendenir.

After the team was reorganized at Wangshu Inn, after more than half a month of trekking, at the foot of the southwestern part of the snow mountain, an abandoned town called Mingyun Town was reorganized, and then we entered this snow mountain where the terrain would not flow.

After entering the snow-capped mountains, everyone in the survey team suffered from frostbite and hyperreflexia more or less. Because I have the Eye of God, I am not so embarrassed...

As Hu Tao read the script, he also clearly knew that this was a note written from the first perspective of the No.70 Fifth Hall Master, which was written by his grandfather.

"Why didn't I know that Grandpa still left this?"

Although there were doubts in his heart, Hu Tao still suppressed it, because the story behind it was so exciting, wave after wave, ups and downs, continuous, so that Hu Tao didn't want to be distracted at all.

Even though one hand was still being held by Li Yan, she didn't care, and she didn't even feel it. She read it with gusto just by flipping through the book with one hand.

No.70 The Lord of the Five Dynasties, that is, his grandfather, after entering the snow mountain, he encountered a strange red ladybug with blue flames burning all over its body. As long as it is a living thing, it will be ignited when it touches it. In an instant, the flames engulfed a Xumi scholar in the expedition team.

Then the team encountered an avalanche, fell into a glacier, and then encountered a huge cave in it. The ice crystals in the cave were extremely magnificent, and there was a pure white silvery old tree.

In front of the ancient tree, it has been accumulated into a nine-story pagoda, and a young woman dressed in pure white is lying in it, which is extremely strange.

Afterwards, the survey team also suffered heavy damage due to encountering a huge relic robot, and then the No.70 fifth generation hall master defeated the relic heavy machine, and the few remaining people were able to escape from the underground undercurrent.

In the end, he returned to Liyue, leaving behind this "Notes on a Past Life".

As soon as the camera turned, it became Hu Tao who was reading the "Notes of a Past Life" 50 years later, and was interrupted by a guest who came to her to verify the certificate.

Then the walnut in the book also set off, and met a guy with a spray bottle.

However, when Hu Tao looked at himself in the book and went to explore the Mond Snow Mountain, the subsequent plot suddenly disappeared.

?

"What about the back? What about the plot behind?"

Hu Tao put down the book, grabbed Li Yan's collar, lowered his head, stretched his face forward, and looked at Li Yan seriously with plum blossom pupils.

From such a close distance, Li Yan could not only smell the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on Hu Tao's body, but also be able to see clearly those extremely magnificent pupils.

"I haven't finished writing the rest..." Li Yan turned his head in a little embarrassment, afraid that he couldn't help but kiss him.

"Then why don't you hurry up and write!" Hu Tao was so excited that she almost pressed her forehead to Li Yan's, and said excitedly:

"Is there really any silver-white ancient tree in Monde described in Grandpa's notes? Is there really a sky nail that fell from the sky on the top of the snow mountain and destroyed Fendenir? And who is the woman under the tree lifted by the nine-story tower? Later you Who is the Poker Bottle I wrote again? How will the following plot develop..."

Hu Tao's question was like Gatling who was braving the blue light, asking Li Yan non-stop, which made Li Yan numb.

"After I finish writing this, you, Hall Master, will know." Li Yan stood up and put his hands on Hu Tao's shoulders, motioning for her to calm down.

Hu Tao also realized that he was a little excited, then let go of Li Yan's collar, and pretended to cough twice to ease the embarrassment.

"Okay, okay!" Hu Tao hurriedly distanced herself from Li Yan, and then said:

"Your novel is good. If it is changed to Pingshu, it will indeed attract a lot of people's interest and let more people know about our Xiangshengtang, thereby reducing prejudice."

"Storytelling?" Li Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know how to do storytelling, hall master."

"What I want to do is to mention an art that Watt has never seen before, and that is to make a movie!"

"Movie?" Hu Tao was puzzled, not understanding what a movie was.

"Simply put, it's a drama that everyone can watch without hindrance." Li Yan explained to Hu Tao.

"But it is more exciting and more beautiful than traditional dramas!"

"It's different from Yun Jin's drama?" Hu Tao thought for a while, then shook her head, unable to imagine what Li Yan depicted.

"Okay, I support you wholeheartedly, you do well!"

Chapter 6

After Hu Tao left, Li Yan worked overtime to complete the last bit of plot and scenes.

When he came back to his senses, Li Yan looked out the window, only to realize that the moon was almost setting.

Li Yan glanced at the wall clock in the room, and suddenly realized.

"It's almost dawn before you know it?"

Li Yan stretched his waist, stretched his body, and found that he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue, but was full of energy.

"This rough wisdom stone is so powerful. Not only can it change my learning ability, but it can also strengthen my body to the point of being energetic. It's really incredible."

"But I'd better get some sleep first. I'm not used to the sudden energy. It should be because my body is not used to it..."

Knowing the importance of good health, Li Yan not only did not spoil himself, but instead approached the bed, fell asleep, and fell asleep after a while.

……

In the morning of the next day, in front of the Xiangsheng Hall.

The sun has risen high from the sea, and the dazzling light is pouring down on the earth. This port city is already full of people.

And the busiest moment is not the port, but the Pastoral Hall, which is usually avoided by people.

At the moment, at the gate of Xiangsheng Hall, several well-dressed, well-built businessmen with jade finger rings stood together, ordering their servants and servants to shout and curse loudly.

"Open the door! You guys who pretend to be ghosts, open the door! Are you afraid you won't see the sun or something?"

"If you owe money to my shopkeeper, just pretend to be deaf and dumb, and don't pay back the money, right?"

"That's right, I pretend to be gods and play tricks every day, but I don't see you paying back the money! After taking money from the dead, you still want to owe us money from the living?"

Hearing the cursing words of a few servants, the people around who liked to watch the fun had already gathered in a circle, whispering and talking with each other.

"What happened? Why would someone come and scold people at the gate of the Shengtang early in the morning?"

"I don't know, it seems that the Hall of Rebirth owed these big merchants two months' debts, and they haven't paid it back yet."

"So it's here to collect debts!"

"This Xiangshengtang is very unlucky on weekdays. Unexpectedly, it will not pay back the money it owes. It is really abominable."

"No, what I hate the most are people who don't pay back their debts."

The discussion of the surrounding crowd gradually became louder, and several shopkeepers sat on the chairs brought by their servants, exchanged a few glances with each other, and showed imperceptible smiles.

"Treasurer Zhou, I heard that the Hall of Rebirth owes your wood shop 6 moras. This is really a big debt!"

(Note: The price of Mora is not in accordance with the ratio in the game, but is equivalent to the purchasing power of RMB, which is convenient for readers to understand.)

A fat-looking businessman with a kind smile on his face, who wiped the sweat from his face with his hands from time to time while speaking, teased the shopkeeper Zhou at the side.

"How can there be, how can there be..." The tall and thin shopkeeper Zhou cupped his hands and said to the fat businessman:

"I'm only 6 moras, but you, shopkeeper Chen, are owed 8 moras for the banquet by the Xiangshengtang. That's a lot of money."

"More than that, the Pastoral Church still owed us the 6 mora wages of our brothers in the Black Rock Factory, and they didn't pay them, so we fired our brothers."

At this time, a tall, muscular, dark-skinned man folded his arms around his chest and said angrily to the two businessmen.

"Oh!"

The obese shopkeeper Chen raised his voice, as if he was speaking to the people around him, and said in surprise:

"The Hall of Rebirth actually still employs people from your Black Rock Factory, and dare not pay them? It's so abominable!"

"Of course, we thought we had found a new employer, but we didn't expect to be fired after working for more than a month without paying our wages!"

The dark man's eyes were full of anger, and his tone was angry. With just a few words, he attracted the attention of the surrounding onlookers.

Hearing this person's words, the surrounding onlookers were filled with righteous indignation and cursed: