Kong Sang was shocked and said without leaving any trace: "In that case, can you get me a pot of longevity wine?"
"Okay. Sir, please take out your wine bottle."
Kong Sang was stunned: "Do I need to prepare a wine pot myself when I drink?"
As soon as he finished asking, Kong Sang knew that he had still entered an information error.
In today's society, wine is naturally packaged in bottles by the manufacturer.
But during the Republic of China, many families could not afford a whole altar.
So everyone would prepare some gourds and bottles to buy. So buying wine was also called drinking wine at that time.
The waiter at the shop didn't pay attention and immediately said: "Haha, it seems that this is the first time that the guest has come to our house to buy wine. The taste of longevity wine is very special, so it cannot be stored in ordinary containers."
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Seeing this, Kong Sang immediately asked, "Where can I buy wine containers?"
"You've got to ask the right person."
The waiter pointed to a shop on the corner diagonally across the street: "Sir, that's a place that specializes in selling wine bottles and wine glasses. You can go and have a look."
"However, their family has a rule."
"Oh? What's the rule?"
"You need to make the wine bottles and glasses you buy at his home. Of course, there will be someone to guide you during the making process."
Kong Sang was a little confused. What is this, handmade DIY? There was no such business during the Republic of China.
And although he has never made pottery, Kong Sang also knows that even if it is a crude gadget like this, it will take at least half a day.
Who knows what will happen in this weird town for a long time.
At that moment, Kong Sang asked again: "Besides their home, are there any shops that sell ready-made wine bottles?"
The waiter shook his head: "Sir, only their family can do it."
Kong Sang nodded helplessly, thanked him and went to the shop.
The shop is not big, only about twenty square meters. What is strange is that the shop does not even have a signboard.
There were many people inside who seemed to be making wine jugs, and a craftsman stood in front of each guest, guiding the making of the wine jugs step by step.
Some people are styling, some are ready to bake, and some are coloring.
Seeing Kong Sang, someone immediately ran into the store and said, "Sir, do you want to make a wine pot?"
"Yes."
"Okay, please come this way."
The other party took Kong Sang to a vacant place and sat down, and even brought a booklet.
"Sir, these are the styles of hip flasks. Take a look."
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"After we have selected the materials, we will choose the materials and then we can start."
"The whole process takes about two hours, and then you can get the wine bottle you want."
Kong Sang nodded his thanks and asked, "Excuse me, how do you calculate the price?"
"We don't charge money here. However, according to the rules, the wine bottles made by customers are usually made in duplicate, and we will keep one as our exhibit."
Kong Sang was confused when he heard this, thinking that he would only make one at a time, so how could he get two copies.
In doubt, Kongsang opened the picture album in his hand first.
The various wine bottles in the album are all very exquisite in shape and pattern.
Kong Sang asked himself, after working in Wenwan Street for so long, he seemed to have never seen such exquisite works.
In the end, Kongsang chose a hip flask style that was as round as the full moon.
The wine pot is completely white in color, and the entire wine pot is covered with some fine cracks. The cracks interact with each other, like a butterfly spreading its wings, which is quite small and delicate.
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Just after Kong Sang chose the style of the wine bottle, the staff member appeared next to Kong Sang silently.
The mask he wears is like a smiling face. He looks kind, but upon closer inspection, he feels there is a hint of hypocrisy and evil.
"My guest, you have chosen the style, right?"
"Just this full moon butterfly pattern wine bottle." Kong Sang pointed to the album.
"Okay. Then what kind of material do you want to use?"
Kong Sang thought for a while: "I don't have much research on clay or anything like that."
"Well, please help me select some common materials for making this pot."
The other party bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I understand. Please wait a moment."
Soon, the other party brought over clay and other materials for making pottery and wine bottles.
"Guest, please start."
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Kongsang didn't know why, thinking that he had never been exposed to this before, and he didn't know what to do at the beginning. How to start?
However, before the confusion in my heart could be expressed, a strange train of thought came to my mind.
It seems...it seems like I know what to do?
In doubt, Kong Sang began to mix the clay, water and other materials and placed them on the turntable.
As the turntable rotates, Kong Sang begins to shape the shape. The action of drawing the embryo is so skillful that those who don't know think that Kong Sang is someone who is well versed in this art.
However, the actual situation is that Kong Sang doesn't understand why he can get started. He just feels that he should do this, and this hip flask should also be shaped like this.
Weird and contradictory thoughts and real sanity began to struggle in the brain.
If Kong Sang is not wearing a mask at this time.
He will definitely find that half of his face seems to have become another person at this time.
That half of the face was grinning, and the smile was full of joy and joy.
The eyes on half of the face also showed dark red blood, showing enthusiasm and excitement.
This state is like a craftsman obsessed with his work.
Gradually, that ferocious and twisted look crossed the bridge of his nose and began to appear on the other half of Kong Sang's face.
His originally peaceful expression could not help but become a little distorted.
It seems that this strange state has taken hold.
The picture in front of me began to blur again.
What he saw was still the wine shop where a man and a woman were.
Only this time, the two seemed to be arguing about something.
"No, I won't agree to anything you say!" The woman shook her head firmly, her eyes filled with anger: "No one will understand you!"
"I don't need them to understand!" the man roared in a low voice: "We have come so far on the road of brewing wine!"
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"Now, there is only one last bottleneck left! To break through the bottleneck, you must make sacrifices! You must dare to use raw materials that others dare not use!"
"Then what?" the woman asked.
"Then you will be arrested! Or even shot!"
"Isn't yesterday's test enough to wake you up? Something that can easily corrode even ordinary containers can really be called wine? That's poison!"
The man seemed to have been reminded and murmured: "Yes, even if we develop the wine, if there is no container to store it, we won't be able to sell it at all..."
When the woman saw this, she was angry and anxious: "What else do you want to do?!"
The man suddenly showed a look of joy: "I thought of it! As long as the container is special enough!"
"Wha, what?!"
"That's right!" The man smiled wildly and looked at the woman with red eyes: "As long as the wine flask, wine jar, and wine glass are special enough and can match our new products, then it will be a perfect work of art!"
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"Are you crazy?!" the woman yelled angrily: "You still want to use this method on wine vessels?!"
"Why not?" The man suddenly calmed down.
With the smile that suddenly disappeared and the indifferent and cold expression, he looked at the woman in front of him and asked coldly: "Or do you mean that you don't want to support me anymore?"
The woman opened her mouth, and finally sighed helplessly. Her eyes seemed to be full of fear, so she could only continue her work.
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Kong Sang's eyes became increasingly dull, and two-thirds of his entire face was filled with that ferocious feeling.
At the same time, something like granulation appeared on the edge of the mask.
These granulations were like tentacles. They were tentative at first, and then seemed to stick to Kong Sang's face bit by bit after realizing that there was no danger.
For a moment, the mask and Kong Sang's face had a faint tendency to merge!
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suddenly:
"Buzz!"
A burst of ethereal sound came from Kong Sang, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
Kong Sang suddenly woke up, his eyes became clear again, and the flesh buds that were already merging loosened the connected skin one after another as if in fear.
He looked around the entire shop blankly, and the work in his hands stopped subconsciously.
"Click."
The Nuo opera mask actually showed a crack from top to bottom!
The illusion disappeared, and the strangeness that confused the mind certainly disappeared.
Kong Sang sensed that it was the Purple Gold Bowl Protector he had placed on Hutian’s bracelet!
But the sight in front of him made Kong Sang's scalp numb.
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Although the original shop was a bit crude, it was still clean.
But now, the blood stains on the wall looked as if someone had deliberately splashed them on it.
The shocking blood spray is like a sudden rising sea wave, accompanied by the disgusting smell of rust, which makes people feel chilly when they see it.
Kong Sang stood up with a "pop" sound, but his foot slipped and he fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.
Feeling the sticky feeling coming from his body, Kong Sang swallowed and glanced under the mask, only to see that his body was covered with blood!
No, saying blood is not enough to describe it, it is a liquid thicker than blood!
It's like... it's like blood that has deliberately evaporated part of its water!
Kong Sang was breathing heavily, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
He looked up and took a breath. At this moment, his mind went blank!
In front of me, where pottery was originally made, there is a special turntable tool.
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That is simply a relatively small millstone!
Looking at the stumps and internal organs squeezed out of the millstone, Kong Sang raised his hands tremblingly.
He was scared, he was scared, and he thought that he seemed to have made a vague shape just now.
However, I saw that there were a lot of unidentified bits and pieces left in my hand.
And on the ground, there is a pile of meat and eyeballs, something that looks like the full moon wine flask!
"vomit!"
With her stomach churning, Kong Sang felt for the first time a coldness and despair as if her soul had been frozen.
But the blood-stained Hutian bracelet suddenly let out a soft cry, and the blood stain disappeared in the blink of an eye. The warm Buddha light emerged, greatly soothing Kongsang's chaotic mood.
"Crack!"
It seemed that it was affected by the Buddha's light in the bracelet, and the cracks in the mask became a little deeper. In the end, it broke directly into two halves!
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"Bang!"
The moment the mask fell to the ground, the entire busy shop suddenly became quiet.
Everyone, whether guests or workers, looked at Kong Sang.
The pairs of eyes exposed under the mask are full of the familiar look of ferocity and madness!
It was only then that Kong Sang was shocked to realize that some of the guests were wearing fairy cave clothes! Those were clothes that only high-level Taoist masters were qualified to wear!
Thinking of the fairy cave and what Taoist Wang said about Gao Gong's disappearance, Kong Sang understood.
These profound magicians may have become the puppets of that mask!
In other words, from the moment the mask was put on, everyone fell into the trap of the master of this town!
"Guest, what are you doing?"
He was still the person in charge of reception just now, but at this moment, his clothes were stained with blood.
The clothes seemed to be unable to absorb it, and some plasma was seeping out from the cuffs and collar bit by bit.
And the way he looked at Kong Sang was extremely cold.
"Why are you breaking the rules?"
The man suddenly laughed, his laughter full of hoarseness, like the sound of a rusty saw cutting wood.
"Since the rules have been broken, then... let's invite guests... and turn them into materials!"