Which is more important, hair or head?

It depends.

In the case of not involving national dignity, the weight of the head is like Mount Tai, and the weight of hair is still hair, which is completely negligible in front of the majestic Mount Tai.

But what if it comes to national righteousness?

For example, hundreds of years ago, when you had no hair and no hair?

You have to think about it.

Although, the end result will often be more important than the head, but a struggle is inevitable.

In this case, the weight of the head is like an arm, and the weight of the hair rises to the palm of a hand. Although I know that the arm is more important, and the arm even contains the palm, the palm is by no means something that can be easily discarded.

Because, it hurts too!

Both physically and mentally.

But at this moment, the leader was not in the era of hundreds of years ago, when the hair and skin of the body symbolized blood, glory, and proof of existence, so he shaved all his hair very cleanly and grew a long breath.

"Give." The leader wrapped all his shaved hair in a rag and handed it to the Grim Reaper.

"Good." Without blinking, the Grim Reaper took away these seemingly useless things.

"Good!" The leader touched his shiny bald head, and even felt refreshed.

Perhaps, I should have embraced such a hairstyle earlier?

The leader thought silently.

Suddenly, he thought of a special situation.

Earlier?

If I'm already bald when I get on board, what should I pay for when I spin this pattern?

Not having hair means not being able to pay the fare.

Failure to pay the fare means ......

The leader suddenly shuddered.

He quickly looked over to Rey!

"What, what's wrong?" Rey was taken aback.

Good, okay.

All three of them look sound.

Although the ugly-looking guy didn't have much hair, he was able to deal with it somewhat.

"Now it's your turn." The leader said.

"Yes, yes." Sora replied, "You don't want to put pressure on us, okay?" ”

"How is that possible?" The leader said solemnly, "How can I put pressure on you, it's too late to make you relax. ”

"What?"

"Don't you get it yet?" Overhead suddenly asked.

"Understand what?"

"We are grasshoppers on a rope." The leader explained.

Grasshoppers on a rope.

This is a very clear sentence, so clear that when this sentence blurts out, everyone understands the meaning.

The strong man was right, the moment he stepped on the big black ship, the fate of all the passengers was firmly tied together.

On the surface, Ah San gave up his fingers, the leader shaved his hair, and they both paid their own fares, but it was not enough.

When there is a passenger who does not pay the fare, the boat does not start.

In other words, the only way to cross the river is to work as one. When any of the passengers are unwilling to pay the fare, the sacrifices made by the first two are in vain.

Looking at Ah San's pale face, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the remaining three people.

"Who's coming first?"

In this moment of great tension, the Grim Reaper Caron spoke.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of hesitation in each other's faces.

After some silence, it was Sun Mukong who stood up first.

"I'll come first!"

The leader of "...... "courageous" just wanted to praise him, but the word "force" of "courageous" had not yet come out and sat down again.

"Let's go first."

In this short moment, the empty heart is like a roller coaster.

The first thought that came to mind was this.

Someone will die.

Although the guy named Ah Si has died inexplicably, it has nothing to do with the boat fare. I don't know why, but in my subconscious, I think that someone will have to pay for the boat with their lives!

Although it was a little miserable, Ah San passed the test.

The bald boss also passed.

There are three people left.

Sora thinks that the one who will give his life is among the three of them, and the god of death has long since sharpened his sword.

So he was the first to stand up.

It's like the Grim Reaper holding three cards with life and death written in his hand at this moment, two of which are life and one is death. At that moment, he didn't want to sit still, he thought that the first person to draw cards had the greatest hope, and he wanted to get through the crisis in front of him smoothly, so he was the first to stand up.

But when he stood up, he didn't want to touch the cards with his own hands.

He was afraid that fate would give him a blow to the head, and he was afraid that he would directly draw the card with the word "death" written on it.

He sat down again, and he even hoped that fate would spare him.

What if I draw cards last?

If someone in front of you takes the "death", won't you be safe?

At this moment, there was already a mess in Mukong's head.

It was at this time that the little rabbit spoke.

"I'll do it anyway." She whispered.

"No!" Rey shouted at Bunny, "I'll come." ”

"Nope." Bunny refused, "I brought everyone to this dangerous place, and I should be responsible." ”

"It's not your fault!" Rey refused again, "No one expected the latter to happen. In the end, it's because I'm too poor, otherwise I would have seen the bright sunshine outside by buying a few tickets. ”

"No, no, big brother, how can I blame you for this?" "You're not from the Birdman Market, so you can just leave, and you have no obligation to take Rabbit out of here." ”

"How is there no obligation?" Mukong suddenly spoke, "Of course it's obligatory!" ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said again.

"Take you out, even if it's an obligation and a mission. This is the first task given to me by my Xiaoxue, how can I not complete it? Mukong seemed to regain his courage as he spoke, he must have regarded the god of death Karong as an imaginary enemy that hindered the happiness between him and Ye Xue.

"I'll come first!" Sora seemed to have made up his mind, "What's the big deal?" Come on horse! ”

"Are you sure?" Death asked coldly.

"Sure." Muku's voice was a little weaker than just now, but he was doing his best to support it, "Of course I should come first, after all, I ...... blamed for this"

With the words of the empty eyes, the god of death Karon walked over step by step.

"Knock, knock......"

The footsteps were particularly heavy.

"Blame me," Sora still said, "If I hadn't been a thing, people wouldn't have come." ”

"Let's get started." The Grim Reaper stood still, and slowly extended the blade over.

"Hmph." Mu Kong snorted coldly, then calmed down and flicked the little red pointer lightly.

Despite the lack of force, the hands immediately spun and disappeared.

Everyone looked at the head of the scythe, and the leader was right, everyone was a grasshopper on a rope at this moment.

Rey noticed that Bunny's little hand had grabbed her arm at some point, and she was holding it very tightly, very hard.

Apparently she was very nervous.

In a trance, Rey seemed to be hallucinating. He seemed to feel the little rabbit's hand flash past the tip of the scythe.

The hands stop again, in an unfamiliar position that is completely opposite to the previous two.

"Hmph." Caron pulled out a feather dipped in an unknown liquid and said slowly, "The fateful moment has arrived. ”

Sora felt like his heart was about to jump to his throat.

Under the power of the feather, the pattern of the corner of the knife head gradually emerged.

Is that......

It's very blurry and can't be seen clearly.

Half an hour has passed, and the pattern is still like lurking behind the heavy mist on the great river in the early morning.

"This is," Muku couldn't take it anymore as he stared at Death, "What? ”

"Huh?" The Grim Reaper was also confused, "Something is wrong. ”

Wrong?

These three words made Mu Kong even more nervous.

The head does not represent a life, only the hair. Could it be that this ambiguity represents a life?

Like the state of chaos after the death of life?

"Could it be that you don't use enough potions?" The Grim Reaper muttered to himself as he dipped his feathers into the large black jug again.

This time he soaked for a full minute, dripping when the feathers were pulled out.

Strangely, however, a large amount of unidentified liquid could not dissipate the fog that shrouded the pattern, even though everyone could see that the silver blade was already wet.

"Huh?" The Grim Reaper, Charon, made a confused voice again.

He made a third attempt as if he didn't believe in evil, but the result was still the same.

"Hmph." Mukong snorted coldly, "What is this?" ”

"Probably," Death said with a rare slump, "it could be the equipment, the equipment is out of order." ”

"Broken?" The leader couldn't help but stand up, "What then?" What are those of us who have paid the fare? ”

With a "bang", the Grim Reaper slammed the scythe to the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?" The leader asked cautiously.

Death ignored the leader, instead looking at the other side with a pair of gray-black eyes. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had unloaded all his baggage.

"That's it." Death said, waving his hand.

"That's it?" The leader nervously asked, "What?" ”

"All passengers, please be seated!" After the Grim Reaper finished speaking, he strode towards the bow of the big black ship without looking back.

"This is, this is about to start?"

Several people looked at each other.

"I said," said Death's indifferent voice as he stood still at the bow of the ship, "and it is this scythe that has the final say on this ship. Since it refuses to show its pattern, it means that the tribute to God is sufficient. ”

"Enough?" Dahan touched his bare head and asked in disbelief.

The Grim Reaper didn't respond to him, but the ship was already moving slowly.

"We, are we all right?" Rey looked at the bunny and then at the empty eyes.

"Seems to be the case." The tone of the eyes is also uncertain.

"It seems," said the little rabbit, "that it was them, and that several of them had paid enough for the boat." ”

"Hmph." The leader snorted coldly, with a sad look on his face, "Can it be enough?" We've paid for a life and a finger. ”

At the end, he added in a whisper.

"And my hair!"