Mr. and Mrs. Smith's barbershop has just been rebranded with a new sign, and a month ago, it was called "Pirates of the Caribbean."

It's July 17, 2006, and it's so hot that it's sweating. There was no one on the street around two o'clock in the afternoon, and the proprietress poked her head out and looked around, spitting, and shrunk back.

The boss is a hipster in his thirties, leather pants and shoes, and he is slumped there listening to headphones. The "two butterflies" in the loudspeaker are swirling, and it doesn't seem to be his favorite. Behind him was a series of posters of celebrities pasted on the wall, and a crack crept beneath them, branching like a branch, pointing from Brad Pitt back to Johnny Depp.

The shop is not large, with two rooms in total. Outside, it's a little brighter, with three or four swivel chairs and a few mirrors. The back room was dark, and the chaise longue for washing hair was placed in the middle, making it look like an altar, and there were one or two massage chairs lined up on the side, and other than that, I don't know where there was still incense. A standard mom-and-pop shop, run on a small budget, and affordable.

The proprietress is not very good-looking, her eyebrows are too deep, her lip gloss is too red, and her figure is not satisfactory. She took out her mobile phone and looked at it, turned around and kicked her man's leg and stomach, urging: "Hey, you should make an order today, otherwise tomorrow the junior brother will come, and when you see that we haven't made a single order, you have to make a small report when you go back to the master." ”

When the boss heard the word "Master", he stiffened his waist on the sofa angrily and said, "Master's side is also too tight! I have always said that not every guest can 'scare' when they come, you have to find out the details of the people." Those who pass by, you can, you live nearby, you really don't have to go to 'scold', get into trouble with the police, and have to change places. ”

The proprietress took a sip and said, "If you have the ability, you can reason with the master! I don't care, I will definitely be 'scared' when I come next, anyway, there are few people today, things will not be difficult to do, what are you afraid of?"

Someone pushed the door. A middle-aged uncle wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a polo T-shirt, and a leather bag.

The proprietress winked at her man, and the two politely saddled up and got up.

The proprietress asked the guests to sit down and said tentatively, "How do you want to get it?"

Uncle Jin Sibian looked afraid of being fooled and said, "I just want to cut it." ”

"You're not a local, are you?" said the proprietress as she stood behind her guest.

Uncle Jin Sibian replied: "Ah, it's only been two days...... Hey, your name is interesting and trendy. ”

The proprietress said, "What's fashionable? A guest used to make fun of us, calling my husband Smith, and I ......."

Jin Sibian didn't have any eyesight and said: "I know this, "Smith vs. Smith's Wife", the boss is called Smith, then you, naturally called Smith's wife!"

"Huh. The proprietress smiled coldly, it was clear that she didn't like the nickname. I saw that her eyes were fierce, and she asked Jin Sibian to take off her glasses and go to the back room to wash her hair.

Smith stood still, pretending to prepare the cloth and tools, but secretly waiting for good news. He knew that usually a guest was identified as a "scared elephant" and would not come out for a while after entering the back room.

Of course, this time he miscalculated.

Smith's wife came out with the guests. Smith saw that his woman's face was pale, and the gold silk edge looked like a different person, and quickly understood his situation.

Jin Sibian politely asked the two of them to turn off "Two Butterflies", told them to sit down, and found a bar stool and raised it to the top. He pedaled high on the ground, like a crane.

He took his glasses in his hand, took out a cloth and wiped them, and said, "We are all fellow believers, you can probably guess who I am." Do you have the ability to make a fortune? You have been reduced to opening a black shop and scolding the common people? Just to harvest that little bit of energy? It's really insulting to your ancestors. ”

Although Smith's wife was defeated, she was still very explosive, and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, aren't you the same?"

"Well said!" Jin Sibian gave a thumbs up, "For the sake of your conscience in front of you, I'll give you a good time." ”

Smith suddenly laughed: "You are also a senior, don't you know what the 'limit of yin and yang' is?"

At this time, his woman also widened her eyes and echoed: "Yes, how can you scold the two of us alone?"

"Oh, what's that?" said Kim Siri, putting her glasses on.

Smith shook his head and said, "Do you really not understand the false? The so-called 'words are up and down, and the potential is divided into yin and yang', haven't you heard of it? You can only attack when you are in the 'Yang state', and after attacking once, you will become 'Yin' regardless of whether you win or lose, and you will have to wait until someone else attacks you again before turning back to the 'Yang state'. And there are two of us, and you can only kill one at most, and then you become 'yin', how are you going to get the remaining one......? Hehe, seeing that you are old, you may not be able to do your fists and feet, right?"

Smith's wife also responded to the situation again and again, and it seemed that she was quite confident in fighting. It seems that if it weren't for the fact that Jin Si Bian hadn't decided who to shoot against, she would have gone up a long time ago.

Jin Sibian smiled: "Well, you are right, I can't beat you in a fight." Alas, in our dignified 'shackles' vein, some people are full of punches and kicks, which is really embarrassing! It can be seen that we are about to decline. ”

Smith said: "Don't talk nonsense! I advise you to leave obediently, don't hurt the peace." We have always been able to survive the river water when the well water does not interfere with the river water, and you are not the one who is full of chivalry? Otherwise, when my master comes, will you be able to handle it?"

Jin Sibian said twice, turned over and got out of his chair, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith thought the alarm had been lifted, but who knew that Goldwire had gone out for a while and had returned. And the difference between before and after is that he went out straight and came back bent over. A teenager was respectfully invited into the house, and with a click, the door was locked.

The husband and wife looked at the young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a little evil in his eyes, a freshly shaved board, and a pirate skull tattoo on his shoulder, which was just exposed because he was wearing a vest. Around the waist was a thick black fabric that looked like a T-shirt twisted up, beach pants, Converse shoes, and a knot at the knee.

Smith's wife laughed and said, "Who is this? Are you the rescuer you moved here?" She may have wanted to press the golden edge of the return on the momentum, but who knew that before the main owner could speak, the young man squinted his eyes and replied sharply: "Bold!" This time it was terrible, only to see that the woman instantly collapsed to the ground, and did not move.

Smith stood up in fright, and without thinking about it, he already knew that his woman was scolded, and it was not a small scold, but she was directly scolded!

At this time, the tattooed boy was also quite surprised on the surface, but in Smith's opinion, his expression was not so much surprise as mockery, as if to say, "Why are you so weak?"

Jin Sibian hurriedly stepped forward to ask the young man to sit down on the sofa, and the young man put his hand under his stomach and twisted it, looking very uncomfortable. I only heard Jin Sibian sigh towards Smith and said, "Your wife is really anxious, yes, now you and I are left one-on-one." ”

The young man scolded Smith's wife, and it stands to reason that he could no longer attack from yang to yin. Now, then, it's only one chance each for Smith and Goldsmith to attack.

"But you should be glad that your wife helped you fight our boss," Kim Si Rim clenched his fist in the direction of the tattooed boy and raised his head defiantly at Smith, "I think you still have a chance of winning by slapping me tightly." What do you say?"

Smith thought it was good, and couldn't say anything, and urged the spell to pull the gold wire edge into a temporarily opened dimension.

Fighting.

It's a thaumaturgical battle, swift and stealthy. It is so secret that it only exists between two people, and for outsiders, it is tantamount to a moment, undetectable, impossible to observe.

Unlike other battles of all kinds, the battle of the skutsu is more of a game than a fight. The first to strike has the advantage of making a special move, but needs to bet more or less chips for this blow beforehand. Perception, the source of the power of the "sorcerer", is also the stakes of the battle of the sorcerer, which is called "sun and moon" in ancient books. The sun and the moon are bright, and the sky is clear. Fighting, fighting is to see clearly.

As the attacker, Smith needs to bet on a part of the sun and moon, no matter how much he bets, the gold silk edge must follow up, settle with one hit, and the winner takes all. The more "sun and moon" a person has, the stronger his feelings and memories become, which is of great benefit to Yu Shushu practice, and can also obtain various benefits in life, but once he loses all of them, he will fall into a coma like Smith's wife, and after a few hours he will get up and become a fool who knows nothing.

So how many days and months are you willing to gamble for this battle?, Smith asked himself.

His advantage lies in his killer moves, and the tricks he has been brewing over the years are probably sure of winning. The downside is that Kim has more chips there, which he can be sure of. But how much more than him, it is impossible to know. The sorcerer has the ability to recite mantras and make everyone within the scope of his perception reveal his sun and moon. But the bad thing is that if the other party's sun and moon are above you, then he will only appear like an ordinary person, and he will only look like a little energy. It was for this reason that Mr. and Mrs. Smith fell into the trap of mistaking Jin Si Rim for an ordinary person and luring the wolf into the room.

Therefore, Smith's greatest hope is that the sun and moon at the gold edge will not be more than three times his own. Otherwise, even if he bets all-in, he will not be able to turn the chip disadvantage in this battle. After this battle, the yin and yang are reversed, he will not be able to attack again, and the golden silk edge is bound to go all out. At that time, if you don't have enough chips, you will probably be taken away like your wife, and you won't even have room for tug-of-war.

For today's plan, there is only one fight. All-in! Bet on a golden wire edge and can't catch your own killer moves——

"The sun is born, the moon is bright, the sky is starry!"

......

"Yes!" Smith excitedly declared victory, and the golden-edged didn't even make a parry. This battle is settled, and the sun and the moon are overturned!

He recited the incantation with hope and observed his opponent. It's a pity that the remaining chips in the gold wire edge are still so many that they are only shown as one, just like the tattooed boy on the side.

Smith thought that he couldn't say anything, so he could only try a trick, but he heard Jin Sibian sigh: "You are too bad." I thought you had some trick up your sleeve to press the bottom of the box, but it turned out to be ...... Alas......"

Smith looked disdainful and said, "What's the point of being hard-mouthed?

Jin Sibian shook his finger and smiled evilly: "That's to keep you to watch a good show." ”

"Fun?"

Jin Sibian nodded, walked to the tattooed boy's side, patted him on the shoulder, took out the five hundred yuan that seemed to have been prepared from his trouser pocket, stuffed them into his hand one by one, and said, "Little brother is none of your business, go home, and leave it to me next." ”

The boy's rascal-like serious face suddenly became hippie, and he looked like he hadn't seen enough. He seemed to know very well that at this time, he should cooperate with the gold lord to taunt him and make him feel refreshed, and deliberately said: "My acting skills are good, right?"

The gold silk edge was really useful, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's worth the ticket price." ”

The young man showed a slightly curious look on his face, but it was fleeting, he didn't ask anything, and obediently opened the door and left. Before leaving the door, he just gave Smith a wicked glance and said, "Ask me what the hell is going on, thanks!"

At this time, Smith stayed where he was, his eyelids jumping, and he knew that he had been deceived.

Jin Sibian locked the door, kicked back on the bar chair, and said proudly: "Things are very clear, I am now 'yang'." ”

Herbert was silent.

Jin Sibian didn't mean to stop, and continued like a child: "But I still can't help but analyze it with you again." Yes, this kid was hired by me in another barbershop, and it stands to reason that his image and temperament don't look like ours all the way, but you guys are fooled. You're right about saying before, my biggest weakness is that even though I'm strong, I can only scare you alone. The 'limit of yin and yang' is really used by God to balance us, and we can't change it unless I get the one from your master. Hehe, so my purpose is clear, which is to find a way to create two chances. So I hired someone. ”

Jin Sibian saw Smith shaking his head again and again, showing a look of enjoyment, and then said: "You should have guessed that the time your wife was taken away actually had nothing to do with that little bastard, I did it." The two of them are fighting, and no one else can observe it, remember? I let that kid stand in front of you, I did it for you, I made you think that your wife was fighting with him, but in fact, I had already used up my yang state at this time. So if you don't make a move next, I can't scare you, maybe I can really only rely on a fight to solve the problem, as you said. To be honest, I, the old and the young, may not be your opponent, and besides, if I really fight, with that kid's virtue, I may not necessarily help me. ”

Smith sighed and said, "But I still made a move, and now you're back to the 'yang state'." ”

Jin Sibian said, "Not bad. And even though you get some energy, you're still far from me, and you'll still be taken away by me. ”

Smith narrowed his eyes: "So you deliberately didn't accept my trick, just to keep me alive and humiliate me in person?"

Jin Si Bian clasped his hands and leaned back slightly, with a teachable expression.

Smith resisted his anger and said, "I know your purpose is to find my master. ”

Jin Si Rim twisted his belly on the bar chair, made a creaking sound, and said, "His ring is a treasure." With it, you can infinitely scare people. ”

Smith smiled disdainfully, "If I tell you where he is, can you spare us husband and wife?"

"Okay. "Tell me where he is, and I'll let you go." ”

"Why should I believe you?".

Jin Sibian said: "Just because I still want to save this 'yang state' and shoot at your master." I'm sure you agree with it, and if you let Master strike first, I might be finished. ”

Herbert smiled and gave an address to Goldsmith.

Then Jin Sibian scolded him.

Without hesitation, without a sound.

This nouveau riche middle-aged man was satisfied, and he had a full meal like a beautiful one. He dragged the two unconscious mandarin ducks on the ground to the back room and put them on the massage chair, went out and stretched out, holding a bag in one hand and taking out his mobile phone with the other to make a call.

In the middle of the call, I suddenly saw the tattooed kid coming across the road, looking like a fart.

The tattooed kid stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! He kept gesturing with his hand to his ear, seeing that it meant that the phone had been dropped.

Jin Sibian moved the phone and said fiercely: "Get out of the way! Don't get in the way of the case." ”

The tattooed kid nodded, and without waiting for the golden silk to close the door, the cat entered the store with a slump of salt. Jin Sibian was about to catch him, but saw that he really took out a mobile phone from the middle of the sofa cushion, and pressed it to check whether it was good or not. The tattooed boy shook his phone at the gold wire as if he had found a treasure, and without looking around, he went straight out. He motioned to someone on the other end of the phone waiting for you to speak, so he didn't bother, and then bent down to salute with his fists clenched, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Jin Sibian shook his head and continued to talk on the phone, but before he could say a word, his eyes suddenly turned out and he stopped. He looked in the direction where the tattooed boy had disappeared, and smiled nervously, half of the folds in the corners of his eyes were admiration, and the other half was regret.

The tattooed kid ran all the way and finally came to a place where he thought he was safe, and let out a sigh of relief.

He let go of the phone he was holding in his palm and curiously turned on the playback function.