Then a pair of gentle little hands on the back of Wushuang's head, her hand strength was moderate, and she kept pressing on several different acupuncture points on the back of Wushuang's head.

Tong Jiayan has a very accurate grasp of each acupuncture point on the head of the human body, and the accuracy is not even worse than that of the old Chinese medicine doctor of acupuncture.

"Whew...... ...... exhaled, "The corners of Wushuang's mouth were dripping, and he was already shallow.

"Shuangye, Shuangye?" Tong Jiayan tried to call twice, but when she saw that Wushuang still didn't react, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He casually took out a razor for shaving from under the bed, the razor blade was extremely sharp, she licked it with the tip of her tongue, then blew, and applied the foam to a hidden acupuncture point on the back of Wushuang's head. She reached out and pressed it lightly, pinning the position.

This is a very special acupuncture point, there is no specific description of this acupuncture point in Chinese medicine, and this acupuncture point has no name. It is like an air pocket hidden in the hair, very small and small, and the small naked eye is light to find its storage. There are three layers of hair growing under this acupuncture point, the first layer is hair, the second layer is a very fine layer of hair on the surface of the scalp, and the third layer is the "macro hair" that grows under the acupuncture point and between the flesh and blood.

Everyone has this acupuncture point, the number of macro hair also represents how much luck a person has in a lifetime, when the macro qi in your body declines, the growth of macro hair is naturally slow, and people must begin to memorize the word, just like Wushuang now.

There is a kind of ability that has been lost in the door of thieves, called stealing luck! It is said to steal your luck with strange methods, in fact, it is to cut off your macro roots and cut off your macro hair! And only Tong Sixi, the heir of the golden point, knows this access control technique. The reason why he let Tong Jiayan learn to cut hair for ten years was to let her inherit this ancient craft.

You may have to ask, since you can cut off the smuggling of macro hair, can you not pluck the hair and advocate using external means to make people's macro hair grow faster, so that you can be lucky?

Yes, of course you can, this is called Tianyun, and in ancient times, the shaver was also among the eight outer elements, the reason is that many old shavers have mastered this craft. And this craft was also the first to branch out from the ancient Zhu Yu family.

Wushuang has already carried this Cheng dù just because of the sharp reduction in his macro qi now, and if he really cuts off his macro hair, the consequences can be imagined! I'm afraid that if you go outside, your feet will be stuck on the road.

Wushuang's mind was dazed, groggy, and was being pressed comfortably by those gentle little hands, in the dream, the gentle Ma Yitian sister hugged herself and stood on tiptoe and kissed him wet on the cheek.

"Oops!" A feeling of pain came, Wushuang felt as if the back of his head had been pricked by a needle, he sat up, most of the alcohol was gone, one hand covered the back of his head, and the other hand swished out the sharp dagger from his boots and resisted Tong Jiayan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke one of your hairs just now! I didn't mean to!" Tong Jianing had already put away the razor and said apologetically.

Wushuang let out a sigh of relief, he thought that someone was plotting against him.

"It's okay, who hasn't missed a beat. Just be careful, if you are rude, you won't be rewarded. Wushuang touched the back of his head, his hair was still there, and he scolded this beautiful girl a few times in his heart, and he didn't embarrass her.

But I can't sleep anymore when I lie down, and I can't concentrate on anything like I have lost my soul. He sat up and touched the back of his head in surprise, feeling the pain just now.

"Shuangye, I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, so I won't take your money, okay? Please don't complain about me. Tong Jiayan pretended to say.

"Forget it, don't worry, maybe I have too many things on my mind. Next time, next time I have the opportunity to ask my sister to give me a good press. With that, Wushuang put on his clothes and turned to leave.

Lu Haotian hadn't enjoyed the comfort yet, and Huan, who was chatting with a little girl who had shampooed his hair, left his phone number to others, and was forcibly dragged away by Wushuang.

The weather in the Northeast officially begins winter in November, and the cold winter will last until April of the following year. The long winter has just begun, and the temperature has not yet plummeted to the point of freezing, but walking outside, Wushuang also feels the back of his head blown by the light wind cold, as if he has just scraped a bald scoop in the hair salon.

He put his hand on the back of his head and touched it, strange, the hair is still there?

"Yawn ......" Wushuang sneezed.

Changchun is the cultural center of the three eastern provinces, and the culture naturally includes entertainment culture, and at night, those fashionably dressed young people are drinking in groups of threes and threes, and Wushuang and Lu Haotian basically belong to their ranks every night.

"...... Is that kid going to hook up with my daughter-in-law??"On the side of the street, a few little hooligans with beer bottles staggered and yelled at Wushuang.

"Lao Tie, what's the matter? Are they scolding you? When did you still flirt with the young woman of the good family?" Lu Haotian is not a master who is afraid of things, even if this matter is really done by Wushuang, he will definitely help carry it down, but Wushuang has been with him all night, how can he have any leisure to tease the young woman of the good family? All he thinks about is the lost Gubang City under the Yalu River. I'm afraid that these little hooligans have drunk too much and found fault.

Originally, there was too much drinking, and young people fought in the street over trivial matters, which is a common occurrence in the Northeast. And Wushuang and Lu Haotian are not good at stubble, and with their few small roles, I am afraid that it is not even possible to get close. But today Wushuang didn't know what was wrong, he simply carried it to the extreme, a little rascal was kicked to the ground by him, and the wine bottle in his hand also fell to pieces, and the glass ballast of the wine bottle splashed out, and it actually cut Wushuang's coat and embedded it into the flesh.

Three times five divided by two, the two of them did it in a few clicks, Lu Haotian made a phone call, and the two police cars of the city bureau all arrested this group of little hooligans who were not long-eyed. is unshuang, for no reason, he was found fault by a group of little hooligans, and he also injured his arm, and he scolded the three-character scripture angrily.

"Lao Tie, dissipate your anger and dissipate your anger, buddy, I see that you have indeed been a little back recently, let's not go to Tonghua Cheng? You said that you have no personal protection by your side, in case something happens, I can't come back and explain to the old lady!"

"I'm not afraid of a shadow, let's go! "Wushuang is competing with himself, the thieves are all unbelieving lords, and now the alcohol is inevitably impulsive.

Wushuang said so, and the good brother Lu Haotian naturally sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman. drove his own car, called home, and drove on the highway with Wushuang.