During the Republic of China, the head shaver gave haircuts to the living and even the dead.

Even, many times, giving reason to the dead is the main source of income.

As a result, there are many rules and taboos in this industry.

When I was a child, I came into contact with a person and learned a little about it, and now, I'm going to tell you about it.

I was born in a very poor mountain village, and my childhood memories are very scarce.

The only one who is alive is Qi Sanye.

The third master shaved his head.

It's not a barber, it's the kind of craftsman who walks the streets and alleys, carrying a flat pole and shaving his head.

In order to attract people, when shaving his head and getting a haircut, the third master will sing songs and songs, which is particularly good.

Children are curious, so they always look around him.

The third master's razor is particularly sharp, and there are ancient patterns, which looks like an ancestral treasure for many years.

Once I discussed with a few friends and stole his razor to play, but my grandmother found out and beat me up.

Grandma said that the third master's knife not only shaves his head, but also has other great uses, so he doesn't dare to mess around.

What good use can it be? Isn't the third master just a shaver with one eye blind?

Isn't it just a broken razor? I don't believe I can't steal it.

At that time, I was young and stubborn, and I didn't know what it meant to be afraid.

On a moonless night, I touched the old house of the third master.

It was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers.

The old house of the third master is very large and very gloomy.

I remember very clearly that a white candle was lit in the hall of the third master at that time.

A fat child knelt on the ground, dressed in red, with three sticks of incense in his mouth.

I know the fat kid, it's the three dogs who grew up with me.

Usually a very honest child, but now he is like a wild dog, whining, his eyes are bloodshot, especially terrible, and he is drooling.

The third master was much calmer, he took the razor, again and again, and shaved the little fat head in a particularly rhythmic manner.

There are still words in his mouth.

"When you shave, the dirt is boring; Then shave greasy and greedy, and shave three times without dust or dirt. ”

One knife after another, the chubby hair floated down, which looked particularly weird.

The third master read it over and over again, and the little fat man's face became more and more hideous.

In the end, Xiaopang swallowed all the incense in his mouth and scolded loudly.

"Mother, Lao Tzu, I met a hard stubble this time, okay! Yes! Lao Tzu roll. ”

This is full of energy, rough and exciting, not like the usual chubby at all.

I don't remember much about what happened next.

But years later, that must have been my first exposure to this kind of weird event, right?

After the incident of Xiaopang, the reputation of the third master spread, and people often broke the bad luck and asked about the future.

Sometimes there are too many people, and the third master can't take care of shaving his head at the stall, and we children have a lot less fun.

However, Chubby died in the end.

This has to be said from another thing that I remember vividly in my childhood, which is also related to the third master.

I remember my grandmother always said at that time: The second baby is too old, not the third master, but she can't live today.

Tai Sui is not talking about meat Ganoderma lucidum, but some of our local sayings and customs.

It's about a person who died in his natal year, and his grievances are too great, and the feng shui of the cemetery is not done well, turning into corpses and making trouble.

People often say that if you commit Tai Sui, Tai Sui will break ground on his head, which is also the same meaning.

The dead man was Chubby, who was swimming in the river at night, and his feet tripped over aquatic weeds and drowned.

When I found him, his skin was so soaked that I couldn't even recognize his face.

Xiaopang's family was poor and had no money to find a cemetery, so he dug a pit and buried it.

At that time, no one remembered that Xiaopang was born in the year, and there were many taboos.

Later, the little fat lady couldn't sleep every day, and always dreamed of the little fat, saying that she was hungry and cold.

At the beginning, his mother was not afraid, but then the family began to run out of food, and several chickens and ducks were bitten to death, so his mother was afraid.

I found the village chief and told me what was going on.

The village chief is old and well-informed, and he can see at a glance what is going on.

He looked at the chicken and duck that was bitten to death, and beckoned a group of people, saying that Tai Sui had not yet taken shape, and he had just started to eat chickens and ducks, not people, so let's go and slaughter it.

At that time, I went to work outside from time to time, and there were many idle people in the village, and they were all very excited and joined in the fun.

Xiaochub's mother also felt sorry for the child, so she wiped her tears.

The village chief comforted and said that everything is like this, so leave the dead alone, and let the living live in peace first.

Chubby's mother didn't answer, she just covered her mouth and cried.

I was young at the time, and I didn't know what was going on, so I just coaxed along.

They all carried guns and sticks, and I also carried a mallet and followed them to the cemetery.

The graves of the three dogs have just been buried for a few days, and they are all new soil.

But when I went to the place, I saw that the whole tomb was shriveled like a big steamed bun dried in the air, and there was no moisture at all.

You see, his grave is by the river.

The village chief glanced at it, spit in the palm of his hand, scolded a few swearing, and said that this kid was really a climate, and opened the grave bag for Lao Tzu.

But no one dared to do it.

All freaked.

This grave bag was buried by everyone, and it has only been a few days, and it has dried up like this.

Moreover, all the grass around them was dead, and there was not even a single bug.

Plus the hair at the entrance... It's even more infiltrating, and no one dares to move.

There is an entrance to the tomb, and our custom here is that it is a portal, but in fact, it leads directly to the tomb for ventilation.

The vents weren't big, the size of two fists, but now they were stuffed with hair, all wet and greasy, how disgusting and disgusting.

Seeing that no one dared to go up, the village chief grabbed the shovel and had to do it himself.

There are a few superstitious and timid people, so they hurriedly stopped them, saying that this thing can't be found by the third master, right?

The third master knows how to do it and can calm down.

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as he said this, the village chief became anxious.

Over the years, the third master has too much prestige in the village, and there is a faint tendency to suppress the village chief.

The old village chief didn't say anything, but he felt uncomfortable all the time.

If this matter is also handled by the third master, then he will be too shameless.

Although the old village chief is old, he is also a well-known capable person in the village and has the strength to do it.

Three times five divided by two, and the grave bag was dug up.

When it was the last time, it exploded like a big balloon.

There seemed to be gas inside, and a lot of mud exploded at once.

The mud was smelly and fishy, and it sprayed me all over the face, which was really disgusting.

It is also strange that the outside of the tomb is dry, but the inside is wet, like a small pond.

The coffin of the three dogs was soaked in water, which looked particularly weird, especially the hair that grew out of the coffin, and I was scared when I looked at it.

The old village chief didn't know whether he was tired or frightened, so he sat on the ground and panted.

He didn't speak, he just stared at the coffin.

Naturally, others didn't dare to say it, and they also stared at the coffin.

Later, everyone couldn't hold it back, and the atmosphere was too weird. There is a good relationship with the village chief, so he persuaded the village chief to bury the grave first, this thing is too weird, I have never seen such a Tai Sui.

The old village chief did not speak, as if hesitating.

There is a person who is not long-eyed, and he said, or find the third master.

Everyone also shouted, saying that they were looking for the third master, and praised the third master as a living immortal.

The old village chief was not happy when he heard this, so he stood up directly, took a shovel and split the coffin.

also scolded and scolded, saying that the third master knows a fart, and the life of the three dogs has not been saved?

The coffin has been soaked for a long time, and the material is not good, and it was split by the village chief after five times divided by two.

The village chief was also bold, and he fished up the corpse of the three dogs.

As soon as the three dogs came out of the coffin, they directly scared me to pee.

I was so young at the time that I was really scared to pee.

But come back to it, a lot of older ones seem to be scared to pee, right?

After all, it's terrible.