Chapter 92: Protecting the small noodle melon kicks back to Zhiqin

Gui Zhiqin was tormented by heart-rending pain and wept bitterly.

She barely got up from the ground, crawled to Gui Yuxi on her knees, and changed her arrogant strength: "Master, please, help me, it's my fault, everything is my fault, Master, please, ah, I'm in so much pain, help." ”

Gui Zhiqin's hand firmly grasped Gui Yuxi's ankle.

Jun Moyan frowned.

For fear that this splash girl would scratch the little melon, she kicked her away and pulled Gui Yuxi aside: "If you don't want to save her, you can not save her." ”

"Although I don't want to save in my heart, but I must save it, as soon as I come, I eat this bowl of rice, come, this person has begged me to come, I can save it, but I can't save it, this will damage my merit, karma, I have to believe."

Jun Moyan was silent.

"What does this king need to do?"

"Uncle, help me prepare a pair of scissors soaked in black dog blood."

"Okay."

"Lift her up." Gui Yuxi will be very serious when he does things.

Prime Minister Gui and Jiang Wenxun pulled Gui Zhiqin up and let her sit on the chair.

Gui Yuxi held the smooth green silk in his hand, slowly brushed it from top to bottom, and kneaded it into the shape of an anti-twist flower: "Bear with it." ”

In a moment, the butler brought the scissors soaked in the blood of the black dog.

Gui Yuxi picked up the scissors, touched Gui Zhiqin's own hair, clicked the scissors, and simply cut off the hair at the back.

Gui Zhiqin only felt that her whole head was much easier, and her breathing was free, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Dad, mother, I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Gui Yuxi stared at the hair in her hand and asked the butler to prepare a charcoal basin, and she wrapped a talisman around her hair, and then burned her hair to ashes.

"I ask you, where did you get this hair?" Gui Yuxi asked.

Knowing that the piano is fragmented.

Gui Yuxi raised his voice: "Don't say it? Okay, if this matter is not resolved, there will still be dirty things pestering you, don't come to me next time to save you. ”

Gui Zhiqin snorted: "That, that person won't let me say it." ”

"Well, I'm so obedient, okay, that person told you to die, you can go too." Gui Yuxi gave her a cruel drug.

"I, I said." Gui Zhiqin gritted his teeth and said it.

*

That night, Gui Yuxi went to that place with Jun Moyan.

The boundary is relatively remote, and it is about to reach the suburbs.

There is such a shop in a huge and open space.

It's small, it's inconspicuous, and it doesn't even have a flag.

There were no lanterns at the door, and the black light blinded him to see the road clearly, so Jun Moyan lit a candle and walked inside.

Squeak.

The sturdy door was slowly pushed open.

What caught my eye was an old table with a broken candle on it, white wax rolling down the body and solidifying on the table.

Hanging on the wall were rows and rows of hair, one of different lengths and roughnesses.

When I looked at it suddenly, I thought it was a hanging head.

Around, there was no one in this large room.

"People aren't there." Jun Moyan said lightly.

"Wait a minute." As soon as Gui Yuxi finished saying this, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him.

The two looked back and were immediately stunned.

"Who are you looking for?" The voice was rough, like a worn rock, the back was slumped, the black and white hair hung above the head, and there was a deep scar on the old face covered with ditches, and the black flesh was turned over like a centipede.

"Let's get hair extensions." Gui Yuxi said word by word.