Chapter 64 Small Noodles

"It's also possible that the melody hummed by the human voice is inconsistent and requires some kind of instrument."

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

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

This time Li Ang played without interruption. After playing, he returned to the original note and repeated it.

All the brewing workers, including the half-leeched children, followed the melody and gathered around several large wooden barrels. They picked up wooden sticks and dug into the barrels full of black mold, and began to stir.

A few minutes later, the brewing workers put down their wooden sticks as if they had finally finished a huge project, and Li Ang also stopped playing the harmonium.

"Gulu gulu."

One of the leech-turned brewers let out a murky murmur,

Li Ang couldn't understand what the other party said at all, so he nodded calmly with an expression of "I think the leech is right."

After making a grunting sound, the brewer raised his green translucent arm and thrust it into his chest, causing green juice to splash everywhere.

Holy shit.

Li Ang couldn't help but be startled by the sudden change. What's going on with this dear man, because he plays music well, he wants 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 a heart, but two wine bottles covered in green mucus, and handed them to Li Ang.

After Li Ang took it over, all the half-leech workers in the abandoned department room made a "pop" sound, and their bodies seemed to have been separated from the muscles and bones. They melted and collapsed on the spot, turning into pools of green mucus.

Only Li Ang and Wang Congshan were left standing there holding wine bottles in their hands.

Wang Congshan looked stunned, "...What's going on?"

"...It should be like the human head lantern in the atrium. It fulfilled its last wish and ascended to heaven to become a Buddha."

Li Ang explained: "I just saw that in the brewing department room, all the facilities are available and there are workers working.

There are only a few wooden barrels with no one working around them-these wooden barrels should be used for making raw agarwood.

Nishima Sake can be roughly divided into two categories: "quick brewed sake" and "raw sake" according to different production techniques.

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

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

In comparison, the production process of the uncooked series is obviously more time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Among the most traditional processes for making raw rice wine, there is also a step called "Shansha", which involves manually grinding the steamed rice and rice wine in a wooden barrel for several hours. "

Li Ang said: "Because the unloading process is quite hard, the brewing workers will sing the so-called 'raw agar grinding song' to cheer up, and everyone will work together to grind the raw agar.

Hmm...these ghosts in the brewing department room probably happened to be brewing before they died, and got stuck in the grinding step of raw agarwood.

After we finished singing the song, we probably fulfilled their last wish.

Of course I'm just guessing,

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

"I believe it."

Wang Congshan exhaled a breath of turbid air and fanned herself to dissipate some of the unpleasant smell in the air.

"I got the wine, let's go back and recover."

Li Ang strode out of the brewing department room. He knew a little about the Japanese brewing process, mainly because when he was a tutor, there were always some parents whose children's grades improved significantly (especially the final scores of the high school and college entrance examinations soared a lot) ), I am extremely grateful to him, and I would think of giving him a gift every time there is a festival or after an exam.

Tea, shopping cards, moon cakes, belts, watches, figurines, and even drinks (regardless of whether minors can drink).

Li Ang has quite a professional ethics. He can reluctantly accept cheaper gifts, but will reject more expensive ones after checking the price to avoid unnecessary favors.

After wiping away the remaining green slime on the surfaces of the two wine bottles given by the brewing workers, one can see that the bottles contain clear wine. When one smells the cork of the wine bottle, one can clearly smell the smell of wine.

The two of them returned the same way and came to the atrium.

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

The big face on the door of the rope-knotting room smelled the smell of wine, and opened his eyes. Rare emotions flashed through his cloudy eyes, and his mouth was slurred. Li Ang opened the cork, pointed the flat mouth of the wine bottle at the big face,

The latter pursed his lips and drank the wine greedily. When the bottle was empty, he let out a long sigh with unfinished meaning and turned into ashes.

"Emotions are really just a drunkard's."

Li Ang shook his head speechlessly and waved his hand to signal Wang Congshan to come over. The two stepped into the rope-tying room and saw a pair of large scissors quietly placed on the table.

There is a dark red string wrapped around the handle of the scissors.

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

Li Ang stepped forward, and as soon as his palm touched the handle of the scissors, his eyes suddenly blurred, and messy pictures flashed across his sight, and his consciousness sank into the illusion.

The scene of the illusion was in the courtyard of Hiratsuka Residence, 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 rose and tilted, he realized that his perspective seemed to be that of the scissors.

A woman wearing a nōn and a kimono picked up the scissors from the ground. She kept whimpering from her throat, as if she was in some kind of mad state.

The Noh-face she wears on her face belongs to the [small face], that is, a young and beautiful woman.

Next to the woman is the Guiquan Well.

Around her, stood a circle of figures,

These people were wearing kimonos and Nōn masks on their faces, and they were silent.

Everyone worked together to hold up a circular hemp rope, surrounding the woman and the well, as if waiting for something.

As the evening sun was covered by clouds, the woman wearing a neng mask slowly raised the scissors in her hand.

The perspective flipped, and Li Ang saw that another unconscious child, also wearing a mask, was lying in front of the woman.

Wave!

The scissors stabbed down,

The illusion suddenly ends,

Li Ang staggered slightly and regained his balance. With Wang Congshan's support, he took a deep breath and realized that less than half a second had passed in reality.

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

"..."

Li Ang did not answer, but took out the two Noh noodles he got from the secret room of the Fujimura family from his schoolbag.

It's unmistakable, such fine carving techniques...

The woman who appeared in the fantasy was wearing the same mask as the one worn by the Fujimura family. In fact, she was probably the missing Fujimura Masumi.