Gamers Are Fierce

"It's also possible that the melody of the human voice is not coherent and requires some kind of instrument."

Li Ang thought for a while, took out the mouth organ that originally belonged to Ogasawara Tetsuya from his pocket, blew on the mouth organ, and played the melody.

As before, after he started playing the melody, the semi-leeched brewers looked over again.

This time Li Ang played without interruption. After he finished playing, he returned to the beginning of the musical note, repeating it constantly.

All the brewers, including the semi-leechized children, followed the melody, gathered around a few large wooden barrels, picked up the wooden sticks, went deep into the barrels full of black paint mold, and started stirring.

A few minutes later, the brewers seemed to have finally finished the vast project, put down the wooden sticks, and Li Ang stopped playing the mouth organ.

"Grumbling."

One of the leechized brewers murmured turbidly.

Li Ang couldn't understand what the other party was saying, so he nodded his head calmly, with an expression of "I think the leech was right".

After a grunt, the brewer raised his green translucent arm and plunged it into his chest, splashing green juice.

I rely on.

Li Ang couldn't help being shocked by the sudden change. What's the matter with this man, because he plays the music well, he needs to dig out his heart to show his appreciation?

Fortunately, the worry did not last long,

What the brewer pulled out of his chest was not the heart, but two bottles of green mucus, and handed them to Li Ang.

After Li Ang took it, all the semi-leech workers in the abandoned department made a "slap" sound. The body seemed to be pulled away from the bones, melted and collapsed on the spot, turning into a pool of green mucus.

Only Li Ang and Wang Congshan stood in place holding bottles in their hands.

Wang Congshan looked surprised, "...what's the situation?"

"...It should be the same as the human head lantern in the atrium. It has solved the last wish and ascended to heaven and became a Buddha."

Li Ang explained: "Just now, I saw that the brewery department has all the facilities and workers.

Only these wooden barrels are the only ones with no one working beside them—these wooden barrels should be used for making glutinous rice.

According to the different production techniques, Nishima Sake can be roughly divided into two types: "Instant Brewed Tan" and "Sake Tan".

The former is a product of modern food technology, using artificially cultivated lactic acid bacteria to make wine mother,

The latter puts the glutinous rice noodles, steamed rice, and water into a vat, and uses natural lactic acid bacteria in the air to stir and ferment.

In contrast, the production process of the Health Department is obviously more time-consuming and labor-intensive.

In the most traditional production process of raw glutinous rice, there is also a step called ‘mountain unloading’, which involves grinding the steamed rice and glutinous rice in wooden barrels by manpower for several hours. "

Li Ang said: "Because the unloading process is quite hard, the brewers will hum and sing the so-called "Song of the Sangyu" in order to cheer up. Everyone works together to grind the Sangyu.

Hmm... the ghosts in the brewing department were probably doing brewing work just before they died, and they were stuck in the step of grinding.

After we sang the song of Shengyu Grinding, we probably solved their last wish.

Of course I am just guessing,

Maybe these guys in the brewery thought I was handsome, so they gave me the last two bottles of wine. "

"I believe it."

Wang Congshan let out a stale breath and fanned the air to dissipate the unpleasant smell in the air.

"We got the wine, let's go back and return."

Li Ang strode out of the brewery department. He knew a little bit about the craftsmanship of Nishishima, mainly because when he used to be a tutor, there were always some parents, because their children's scores improved significantly (especially the final scores of the high school and college entrance examinations soared by a lot ), I am extremely grateful to him, every time during the holidays and the end of the exam, I think of giving him gifts.

Tea, shopping cards, moon cakes, belts, watches, figures, and even drinks (regardless of whether minors can drink or not).

Li Ang has a good professional ethics. Cheaper gifts can barely be accepted, and more expensive gifts will be rejected after checking the price, so as to avoid unnecessary favors.

After wiping off the remaining green mucus on the surface of the two wine bottles given by the winemaker, you can see the clear wine in the wine bottle. When you sniff it close to the cork, you can clearly smell the smell of wine.

The two returned the same way and came to the atrium,

Li Ang kept an eye on him and asked Wang Congshan to wait outside the Rope Corridor with a bottle of wine. He took another bottle of wine and approached him.

The big face on the door of the knotted room smelled the smell of wine, opened his eyes, and emotions rarely flashed in the muddy eyes, and his mouth was vague. Li Ang opened the cork and pointed the wine bottle flat on the face of the big mouth.

The latter puffed up his mouth and drank greedily, until the bottle was exhausted, and then he let out a long sigh, which turned into fly ash.

"Relationship is really just an alcoholic."

Li Ang shook his head speechlessly, waved his hand for Wang Congshan to come over, and the two stepped into the knotting room and saw a pair of big scissors quietly placed on the table.

A dark red string is wrapped around the handle of the scissors.

This should be the special scissors mentioned in the mission objective,

Li Ang stepped forward. Just when his palm touched the handle of the scissors, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the doodle faces of Ling flashed in his sight, and his consciousness sank into the illusion.

The scene of the phantom was in the courtyard of the Hiratsuka Mansion, probably in the evening.

Compared with reality, the Hiratsuka Mansion in fantasy is more prosperous and brightly lit.

Li Ang’s perspective is lying on the ground,

As the perspective raised and tilted, he realized that his perspective seemed to be the pair of scissors.

A woman wearing noh face and kimono picked up the scissors from the ground, and her throat kept whimpering, as if she was in a state of madness.

The noodles she wore on her face belonged to [small noodles], that is, a young and beautiful woman.

Next to the woman, is the return spring well,

Around her, stood a circle of figures,

These people wear kimonos on their bodies and noh face on their faces, and are silent,

Everyone worked together to hold a round hemp rope, enclosing the woman and the well, as if waiting for something.

As the sunset was covered by clouds in the evening, the woman wearing a face slowly raised the scissors in her hand.

The perspective is flipped, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Li Ang only then saw that in front of the woman, there was another child who was also unconscious while wearing a mask.

Wave!

The scissors stabbed,

The illusion suddenly ended,

Li Ang shook his feet slightly and stood firmly back. With the support of Wang Congshan, he took a deep breath and realized that only half a second had passed in reality.

Wang Congshan only saw Li Ang shaking abruptly after touching the scissors, and immediately worried: "What's wrong?"

"..."

Li Ang didn't answer, but from his schoolbag, he pulled out the two noh noodles he got from the Fujimura's secret room.

You can't go wrong, such a fine carving technique...

The woman who appeared in the fantasy wears the same mask as the Fujimura family, and even, she is probably the missing Fujimura Masumi.