I asked Mr. Lu in a low voice: "When I see an orphan girl in the future, do I have to call me a teacher?" ”

Actually, I don't want to have anything to do with the orphan girl, the big devil who steals people's longevity, I just want to tease Mr. Lu when I ask this.

At this time, it was dark all around. I couldn't see Mr. Lu's face, but it was normal to listen to his voice: "You still want to call Shi Niang?" It's been so long. Have you called me Master? ”

Mr. Lu's answer was very frank, and he didn't seem to be affected by my ridicule at all. It seems that he is not an old bachelor who has just worshiped heaven and earth in front of us. It's the same as an orphan girl, an old husband and wife, who have been living together for decades and don't care about anything anymore.

But it's right to think about it, Mr. Lu is so thick-skinned, I can't remember when he was shy.

A few of us walked along the streets and alleys, walking non-stop in Huaicheng. After a while, the rooster crowed.

I asked the orphan girl, "Where are we going?" Is it to find the master? ”

The orphan girl nodded and said, "Yes." It's to find that master. ”

I asked, "Where is the master?" How far can we go? ”

The orphan girl began to play meditation with me, and she said lightly: "The master Shenlong sees the head but does not see the end. When I want to see you, it's right in front of you, and when I don't want to see you, it's far away. You just have to follow me to find her with my heart, and you don't have to care where she is. ”

This is clearly perfunctory, but the strength of others is there, and I can't say anything.

A few of us walked out of the Huaicheng city area and walked into the surrounding villages.

Along the way, I saw many small temples, but the orphan girl did not stop. I thought to myself, "I don't know if this master believes in Buddhism or Taoism." ”

When it was dawn, we came to a small town. At this time, I am afraid that we have already walked more than ten miles. After a night of tossing, I was tired and hungry.

This town is not small, and its economy is comparable to that of a mining town. And today it seems to be a bazaar, with vendors setting up their stalls. The orphan girl sat down and asked for a breakfast.

We sat around her suspiciously. I thought to myself, "Look at the orphan girl." I'm going to have dinner and leave, where is this master? ”

At this time, Xue Qian was the most anxious, and he asked, "That...... When will we be able to find a master? If I can't do this before dark, I'll die. ”

The orphan girl raised her head and looked at Xue Qian with a smile: "After finding a master, your daughter-in-law will become a monk." When the time comes, it will be difficult for the two of you to see each other again. Do you want to find someone to do quickly? ”

These words made Xue Qian stunned for a moment, and asked him to stop.

Fortunately, Rose immediately said: "If you can't find a master, the two of us will be separated by yin and yang, and we will never see each other again." After finding it, although there is less time to meet, there is still a chance. ”

The orphan girl smiled, then lowered her head to eat.

After I finished eating, I began to yawn and urge the orphan girl: "Shall we go?" "Taijin Bucai.

The orphan girl nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

Later, she took Rose and looked around the market. It looked like I was shopping, not looking for someone to save my life. A few of us had a request for help, so we could only follow her patiently.

Ten minutes later, the orphan girl suddenly pressed the rose on a barber stand and said, "Aren't you going to be a Taoist aunt?" It's not a good idea to have long hair like this. Let's get a haircut right here. ”

When I was a child, there used to be this kind of barber stand in the bazaar. Often an old man, carrying a carbon stove, a kettle, a copper basin, and all sorts of knives on his bicycle. This kind of ancient head shaving stall has been passed down for hundreds of years, and when you stand next to it, you have a feeling of being an old antique.

Over the years, it has been rare to see this kind of shaving stall. Now Rose is a girl with a flowery face and a moon-like appearance. Sitting on this old barber stand really gives people a sense of time and space.

Xue Qian couldn't help but say, "There's a barber shop over there." Clean and hygienic craftsmanship. Why do we have to be here? ”

The stall owner was an aunt, and while boiling hot water, she said angrily: "What barbershop?" They're going to be a fart. My craft has been passed down from generation to generation. You've come to me for a haircut. ”

Obviously, Mr. Lu was familiar with this ancient industry, and he asked suspiciously: "Do you also have a woman to pick a shaved head?" Eldest sister, you're a bit of a bad rule. ”

The aunt sneered and said: "Since ancient times, men have picked their heads, which is true, but my haircutting skills are too good to stand the begging of my father and fellow villagers, so I came out to show my head." ”

I smiled and said, "Auntie, are you surnamed Wang?" ”

The aunt was stunned: "Why do I want to be surnamed Wang?" ”

I said, "Because the princess sells melons and sells herself and boasts." I listened to what you just said, and I feel that you and Wang Po may be our own family. ”

My aunt was doing business in the bazaar, and all kinds of people had seen it, and she was so clever that she immediately understood what I said. But she wasn't annoyed, she just laughed and said, "Whether my melon is good or not, you'll understand when you're done." ”

People who do business pay attention to welcoming customers with a smile. The aunt laughed and scolded, but it made people feel very comfortable.

A few of us were already very sleepy, except for the orphan girl, who was still standing next to her, the rest of us found a place to sit down.

Auntie washed Rose's hair, and then asked, "Girl, what do you want to get a haircut?" ”

The orphan girl replied on her behalf: "Dao bun." ”

The aunt nodded and said, "The head shaving pick has always been for men to cut their hair. When a girl comes to me, she is either a nun or a Taoist aunt. ”

Then, she helped Rose with her hands and feet to freshen up.

While shaving her head, the aunt bragged about her shaving experience. Who handed down this pair of scissors, and which official cut his hair. Where did you buy this copper basin, and which rich man washed your face?

The sound is like a lullaby that makes us drowsy.

I slept listening to my aunt's nagging, and when I dreamed, I dreamed of her.

I dreamed that my aunt was giving me a haircut while walking around me, muttering in her mouth: "Three thousand troubles, fate is like a long one." I'll help you shave it today. Since then, the stripes have come and gone without worry. Hehe, take care of your head first, and naturally the six roots will be clean. ”

I thought to myself, "My aunt is a shaved head, and the barber shop is washing, cutting and blowing." This tool is one ancient and one modern. This concept is conservative and open-minded. But both of them have a common problem, that is, they talk too much. ”

I was in a daze in my dreams, at the mercy of my aunt, and suddenly I remembered something. I was a little anxious in my heart, and I shouted: "Wrong, wrong, it's not that I want to be a monk, it's Rose who wants to be a Taoist aunt." Why did you start giving me a haircut? ”

My aunt's hands still kept tossing, tossing on my head: "I can't be wrong, I can't be wrong." When it comes to my shaving stall, it's fate. Don't worry, I promise to give you a clean and handsome look. ”

I thought to myself, "If you shave your head, how handsome can you talk about?" ”

I squirmed back and forth in the chair, and the aunt suddenly said angrily: "Keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head, do you shave or not?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I grabbed the big knife behind my back with my backhand. This action completely angered the aunt. She yelled, "You still want to resist? ”

Then, I felt a chill under my neck, a sharp razor pressed against my throat, and then she reached out and slashed. I felt like I had been bitten by an ant, and my throat was numb and painful. Immediately after, a stream of heat gushed out, like a snot that could not be stopped.

I reached out to cover it, but the blood was getting bigger and bigger, splashing out like a fountain. I looked at the red-dyed placket and screamed in panic.

After this scream, I suddenly woke up. I found myself still sitting under the big tree. And where is the blood on the clean body?

I looked around, Xue Qian and Mr. Lu were sleeping soundly next to me, and the people in the market were doing business back and forth.

Big Mom is facing away from us, giving Rose a haircut. I rubbed my eyes, pulled out my phone and looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

I yawned and said, "Auntie, it's been five or six hours, why haven't you finished your hair?" Rose is to be a Taoist aunt, and she doesn't need to be burned or dyed. ”

When I said this in a daze, my aunt happened to turn sideways. This side of the body exposed the rose that was originally blocked.

I saw a bald head sitting on top of the stool. I groaned, "Oh no, why did you shave it?" ”