The red moon returns

Chapter 189 Giving
Close the shop, close the shop.

Below are the one-to-one service hours.

A female assistant trotted all the way and quickly drew all the curtains to block the prying eyes of the outside world.

Another female assistant pulled the lever on the wall, and wow, more than a dozen gas blowtorches disguised as decorations on the wall lit up at the same time. A steady flame continued to spurt out from the nozzles, and through the crystal glass lampshade, bright orange The light instantly illuminated the room that had just become dark.

Click click click.

There were bursts of clashing sounds of gears underfoot, followed by constant beeps and micro-tremors. Except around the sofa, the floor of the room began to slowly descend, sinking into the ground along with the furniture. When it rose again, the objects on the ground had changed.

Four rows of display racks were spread out along the four walls, with clothing parts of various sizes hung on them. Dozens of wooden mannequins were arranged under the display racks, with different heights, fatness, and thinness.

Several desks with unknown purposes were placed in the empty space, and countless tools that Lynch could not name were neatly placed on the table.

Master Christian crossed his arms, tapped his lips with his index finger, walked slowly around several desks, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he spoke in a coherent voice: "Doll No. 7, Accessories No. 8, 17, and No. 5."

Moyu's female assistant became quick and efficient at this time. One person pushed the model next to the display stand over, and then quickly removed several limbs. The other person had already removed the same accessories and skillfully installed them on 7 Enter the dummy.

The body shape is almost exactly the same as Lynch's.

"Clothing accessories, No. 39, No. 23, No. 8..."

Leaning on the table enchantingly, Master Christian called out the numbers one after another. The two female assistants flew around the room like butterflies in flowers, climbed up and down the ladder, took off different clothing components, and put on their clothes one by one. On the model.

After many adjustments and changes by the two assistants, a set of straight formal clothes gradually took shape in front of Lynch.

White cotton shirt, dark blue wool formal trousers, black thick cloth long windbreaker, dark blue silk top hat, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes at his feet.

Lynch's heart was moved just by looking at it. It is indeed the work of a master.

"Very good, then, step two."

Following Master Christian's order, the two maids immediately stepped forward, removed the components, and pieced them together on the sewing table. Then they loosely fixed the components together with needles and threads, barely forming several pieces of clothing. The edges of each piece of clothing were A special piece of white cloth is fixed at the corner, which is particularly conspicuous when hung on clothes.

"Endowment is not for a piece of clothing itself, but for the concept of 'this dress'. As long as this concept is established, even if the endowment is on a piece of white cloth that is about to be removed, it can still take effect. In the same way, regardless of your new clothes Whether it’s dirty, damaged, or the components need to be replaced as it grows taller, as long as the concept of ‘this piece of clothing’ does not change, the characteristics given to it will not disappear.”

Ship of Theseus? Lynch immediately thought of this philosophical proposition.

clap clap.

As soon as he finished speaking, the master clapped his hands, and the two female assistants immediately pushed the two desks, and the table tops of the desks moved sideways, revealing the space below.

There are hundreds of colors of thread, dozens of different types of needles, and small grids filled with many strange objects of unknown purpose.

"The first is the coat. The coat is your outermost layer of protection. I give it hazy properties to make it easier for you to escape the threats of bullets and arrows."

Oh, a female assistant spread the formal coat on the intact sewing table, placed the extra piece of white cloth in the center and fixed it. "Hazy is the color of the night, representing the favor of the Lady of the Night. Bring me the No. 24 needle, which is a tool smoked and roasted with midnight flowers, paired with black thread. The black color represents the tenderness of the Lord of the Night."

Another assistant immediately handed over the threaded sewing needle. Master Christian took the needle and thread slowly, took out a few black petals from the grid with gloves, and gently rubbed them on the black thread.

"Polarized grass deflects light and is ethereal, which is in line with the meaning of hazy. Using midnight flowers as a guide and black thread as a medium, the hazy concept of polarized grass is given to the shirt. Now..."

As he spoke, the master held up the needle with his orchid fingers, waved his right hand like lightning, and shuttled back and forth on the white cloth. The speed was so fast that Lynch couldn't see the movements clearly. He could only feel the whirring in the room and the strong wind blowing against his face. Come.

"Now, the pattern of polarized grass is finalized, and the hazy concept is integrated into the shirt, turning it into the embrace of the lady of the night."

As the hands continued to move, a small black flower gradually formed in the center of the white cloth. The pattern of this flower was quite complex. Once you stare at it for too long, you will feel dizzy and creepy at the same time.

Until there was a bang and the strong wind dissipated, Christian was seen throwing the sewing needle away. The needle had penetrated the ball on the white cloth and penetrated deeply into the wooden table of the sewing table, making a muffled sound.

"Change, the second piece is a top hat. The top hat protects your most important position. I give it the ability to absorb, like a helmet, absorbing the force of a blunt blow hitting your head."

"Absorption is a gift from the earth, which represents the mercy of Mother Earth. It is replaced by a No. 78 stone needle, guided by the stone heart milk, and matched with an earthy yellow thread. Using the power of the earth as a medium, the absorption properties of stable crystals are given to the hat."

As he spoke, Christian took out a small compass and moved slowly, changing his direction slightly. After standing still, he took the second needle.

Then there was another whirring sound, and soon, a more complex crystal pattern was sewn onto the white cloth of the top hat. After finishing the last stitch, a heavy and steady force came over my face.

"Next, the third is the shirt. The shirt is your last protection. I give it toughness. The dense material makes it difficult for the sharp blade that stabs your body to move forward."

"Toughness is the quality of plants, representing the love of the plant goddess. The needles are replaced with No. 24 wood, guided by the blood of dragon's blood tree, and equipped with emerald green threads. Using the power of plants as a medium, the dense and tough characteristics of climbing vines are given to the coat. "

With light steps, Christian held up the compass and turned again. The third needle shot through the sky like lightning, and a thin tree vine jumped out on the cloth. The agile vitality immediately filled the entire coat, and it felt like the tree vines on the white cloth were alive. Same.

"The last one is the windbreaker. The fluttering windbreaker is the wings behind your back. I gave it the property of slow falling. The floating wings allow you to ignore the height of ten meters and you can jump down and land slowly."

"Slow falling is the blessing of the dust wind, which represents the protection of the Lord of the dust wind. Change the tail feathers of the No. 62 sand falcon, use the oil of dandelion seeds as a guide, and match it with transparent colored threads. Using the power of the dust wind as a medium, the empty jellyfish The windbreaker’s air-holding and slow-falling properties are given to it.”

As Master Christian continued to adjust, the clothes on the sewing table continued to change. Realistic but weird patterns appeared one after another on the white cloth beside the clothes, and were then nailed to the table with needles of various materials.

"You, come here, quickly."

Throwing down the fourth needle, Lan Hua pointed at Lin Qi and hooked her fingers at Lin Qi. Lin Qi came up with a grimace. As soon as he got closer, Master Christian grabbed his wrist and casually grabbed a sewing needle. , I pricked it on my index finger, and it started to bleed.

"Put it on the tails of those four needles, quickly."

Lin Qi did not dare to hesitate and quickly smeared the blood on. Nothing happened at first, but the moment the fourth feather needle was applied, a beam of blood exploded from the four pieces of clothing on the sewing table, sweeping across the entire place in an instant. Room.

　Writing about these concepts, symbols, mysterious rituals, etc., is too taxing on my brain, and I’m falling apart.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)