I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

In the thick fog late at night, the outline of the winery was looming.

In the center is a crooked three-story main building, its wooden exterior walls covered with mildew, and all the windows are sealed with wooden boards, leaving only a few gaps through which a faint dark red light can be seen.

On the left were twelve giant fermentation tanks, with sticky liquid oozing from the rusty metal surfaces, gathering into smelly puddles on the ground.

Zhang Yangqing, like other chosen ones, chose to flip over in order to get some of the [red water] mentioned in the rules.

Since the brewery won’t sell it, I’ll have to find a way to get it myself.

Then these fermentation tanks, which may contain red water, have also become targets marked by many chosen ones.

On the right is a row of low bungalows with twisted chimneys on the roofs, constantly spewing out blue-gray smoke.

There seemed to be tiny, grayish-white fragments mixed in the smoke, like the remains of something burning.

Seeing these, Zhang Yangqing didn't think there was anything strange about it, and thought it was relatively normal.

But the most horrifying thing is that in the open space in the center of the factory, there are dozens of half-human-high pottery jars neatly arranged.

A human head protruded from the mouth of each urn, their expressions frozen in that moment of extreme pain, their mouths wide open, but no sound coming out.

At this moment, any Chosen One with a keen sense of perception would be able to notice it.

The eyes of one of the heads were slowly turning, staring at them.

This head can't speak, but it seems to be saying: Save me! I don't want to die yet!

I guess the scream just now was made by him.

As for the other heads, if you look closely, you can see dried blood. It is obvious that they have been dead for a long time. Only this head seems to have just appeared.

There is a certain cause and effect relationship in the world of ghost stories, but without exception, the chosen ones did not choose to help him.

In this strange brewery, the Chosen One without strength can't even protect himself, so what's the point of saving others?

Besides, the rules only allow the Chosen One to help pets, not to help other people.

What's more, they have just arrived here and know nothing, so no one would dare to rescue anyone.

Maybe there is a body in the jar, or maybe it is just a human head.

When most of the chosen ones saw this, they wondered: Will I become like this if I am caught?

Zhang Yangqing was thinking: What kind of ancient brewing method is this?
But it seems that the red water here should be what I imagined, so I just need to get it.

Zhang Yangqing was also a little curious. Since this was the material used in the brewery, what about the hamburger shop?
"Hey, with this combination, it seems that the whereabouts of the different raw materials have been clarified. So what is the purpose of these people coming here? Are they here to steal wine? Or are they winery employees who have made mistakes?"

Zhang Yangqing began to think. The four pets next to him did not make any movement. They were just on guard and did not disturb Zhang Yangqing's judgment.

In addition to fermentation barrels, there is actually another obvious source of wine, and that is pottery jars.

However, the human heads on the pottery jars made the chosen ones subconsciously dare not approach.

Zhang Yangqing felt that the fermentation barrel might be a trap, and the ceramic jar contained what he wanted.

But if you don't know the rules of the pottery jar and the death conditions here, and rush forward rashly, you will end up like the head on the pottery jar.

This was just Zhang Yangqing's first judgment. In order to obtain intelligence, he still planned to explore first.

After walking a few steps, there was a cobblestone road in front of us, and a more serious problem arose.

The footsteps of the three monkeys and Zhang Yangqing were negligible, but the problem was that the footsteps of the broken-horn goat were uncontrollable. It was okay for the goat to step on mud with its hooves, but if it stepped on stone slabs and wooden boards, the sound would be very loud.

It looks like there should be someone in here. The noise is too loud and attracts danger, which could easily lead to an accident.

Zhang Yangqing tore off the cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around the nails of the broken-horned goat to avoid making too loud noise.

The broken-horn goat was also very cooperative. After all, he could understand what Zhang Yangqing meant.

After making a gesture to silence his pets, Zhang Yangqing stuck to the wall and moved slowly under the cover of shadows.

The four pets also followed his example and followed behind him tiptoeing.

The black-backed monkey king even deliberately lightened his breathing, so that every time the white-haired monkey's paws landed on the ground, it was as silent as stepping on cotton.

The first thing they approached were the twelve giant fermentation vats.

The closer you get, the stronger the aroma of the wine becomes, so sweet that it almost suffocates you.

Zhang Yangqing felt his temples throbbing and the scene in front of him began to distort slightly. The smell of alcohol actually had a hallucinogenic effect.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
A faint sound of water came from the bottom of a fermentation barrel.

With the help of the hazy moonlight, Zhang Yangqing discovered that there was a tiny crack on the side of one of the fermentation barrels. Dark yellow liquid was slowly seeping out and forming a small puddle at the bottom of the barrel.

"The color is wrong. It seems that the fermentation barrels here should be filled with normal wine." Zhang Yangqing began to analyze in his mind.

At this moment, the broken-horned goat suddenly became restless. Its amber eyes stared straight at the pool of liquid and thick white air came out of its nostrils.

Just as its front hooves were about to step into the puddle, Zhang Yangqing grabbed its broken horn.

The goat shuddered suddenly, its eyes became clear again, and it took two steps back in fear.

It opened its mouth as if it wanted to explain to Zhang Yangqing that it was not drinking too much. As a trainer, Zhang Yangqing could indeed understand what it meant and did not blame it.

Although this wine is not my target, it seems to have some 'special' effects.

Maybe the wine in the other fermentation barrels here also has different effects?
In the world of ghost stories, many things may not be used, but if you keep them with you, maybe they will be useful in some branch quests?
In fact, there is a corresponding branch line here, but Zhang Yangqing made a judgment too quickly in the last stage and did not receive the task.

In the flyer distribution stage, if you are lucky, you can receive a special side quest, [The shopkeeper who can't go home].

After receiving the flyer, they will go to some stores.

Most of the shops here are empty with no one inside, but if you receive a flyer from a cake shop, there will be people inside.

Is this abnormal? Isn't it just telling the chosen ones that there is a mission here?

The owner of the cake shop was an ordinary woman with a sad face.

The Chosen One can learn a piece of information simply by talking to her.

Her husband accidentally ate the 'amnesia' cake she made, and now he doesn't recognize her. He will be attacked whenever he goes in, and she can't go home.

As long as the Chosen One can find a way to help her, she can provide the Chosen One with some cake.

This amnesia cake is a good thing. Many of the chosen ones have some fancy ideas in their minds, thinking: many pets are loyal to their owners, and they will not be obedient even if they are obtained.

At the very least, normal communication will be impossible in a short period of time, and there is a possibility of being killed.

If I had this cake, maybe I could solve the problem. (End of this chapter)