Chapter Seventy-One: Hair and Nails
This old man has a habit of smoking people's hair and nails.
stared at me and Huang Mao, and wanted to make up for the two of us.
After saying that, he took out a sharp knife from the side and placed it on the table, and there was still a little dried blood on the knife;
"There are no scissors in the museum, so let's just take a break!"
Seeing this, I raised my eyebrows, revealing a hint of vigilance.
The hair and nails on this body are not something that can be cut casually.
Especially this kind of person who understands yin and yang feng shui.
Seeing this, Huang Mao opened his mouth to agree, and at the same time reached for the knife on the table, ready to cut his hair.
But I stopped him directly, and at the same time said to the old man of the Yinyang Pavilion:
"I'm sorry old man, everything we can change is in this box. What we have on us, we can't give. ”
I resolutely refused, and Huang Mao looked at me suspiciously.
The old man on the other side laughed a few times, and said in a very relaxed and calm tone:
"Don't be so nervous, lad.
It's just a strand of hair and a little bit of a nail.
I don't want you to shave your heads or pull out your nails.
It's okay, it's okay! ”
Hmph, okay?
This guy, really I don't understand anything?
In ancient times, there was a hair cutting generation, and it was said that the armor was broken and the longevity was broken.
Many feng shui mantras can use hair and nails to take luck and even life.
I remember watching a cartoon when I was a child, a big mouse ate a living person's nails, and then became that person and replaced him.
Although it is a cartoon, there is indeed a similar record in the detailed explanation of the exorcism left by the godfather.
Especially me, a person who has been stolen from his life since he was a child, can't give away his hair and nails.
In this regard, I have been more vigilant since I was a child.
But some people say that there is so much hair in the barbershop.
But I didn't know that the barber was also called a shaver in his old days, and he was called Luo Zu.
The scissors in their hands are also called "one knife and two cuts".
Any body hair that has been cut off by a shaver or scissors has nothing to do with the owner.
But now, instead of scissors, the old man took out a blood-stained blade.
This old man is an old carpenter who has studied Lu Banshu, it is impossible for him not to understand this.
Let us do this now, with bad intentions.
Huang Mao next to him didn't understand, he just came to the funeral home two months earlier than me.
Two months ago, he was still working in the factory.
The five elements are mutually reinforcing, and he may not have even figured it out, let alone the Tao in his hair and nails.
Seeing that I refused at this time, and hearing what the old man of the Yinyang Pavilion said, he pulled me by the hand and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Xu, isn't it just a few hairs?
And I'm getting my nails long, too, and I'm trying to get my nails done.
I feel like it's worth it for him to exchange these two mahogany weapons! ”
The corners of my mouth hooked up a sneer:
"Do you think, why did Uncle Liu use a charm to seal those nails and hair?
It's very deep, and if you listen to me, you won't be wrong. ”
I don't have time to explain to Huang Mao at this time.
I could only deal with him first, and then looked at the old man of the Yinyang Pavilion who seemed to be careless, but the corner of his eye was always looking at the two of us:
"Uncle, the thing is already here.
If this deal doesn't work out, then I'm sorry.
Leave. ”
After saying that, I directly put down the peachwood sword in my hand.
Then let Huang Mao also put down the wooden gun in his hand.
Huang Mao was a little reluctant, but he still chose to believe me.
At the same time, I reached for the wooden box on the table and prepared to leave.
This deal can't be negotiated, just go.
Greed often makes people fall into the mud and can't extricate themselves.
Especially in our business, if we are not careful, if we are not careful, we may lose our lives.
But before I could touch the box, the old man slapped it with one hand and stopped me.
At the same time, he turned his head and stared at me with a shrewd expression:
"Young man, there is something, do you understand a lot of things!"
As soon as the words fell, I felt that the air around me was suddenly colder.
The two wooden men standing at the door of the room suddenly turned their heads back to us one hundred and eight degrees.
Make a "click" sound.
Only then did I find out that the wooden man in this room was carved with facial features.
Those eyes shone even brighter in this dimly lit room, as if they were inlaid with two glass beads......
Huang Mao was startled, "snorted", and took a step back to the side.
My heart is also tight, isn't this Yin Yang Pavilion a black shop?
Is this a deal, and you want to detain the two of you?
But I'm still neither humble nor arrogant:
"The old man has won the prize. But what do you mean by that? ”
The old man of the Yin-Yang Pavilion smiled "hey, hey, hey":
"It's not interesting, the old man just wants to complete the deal.
You who come empty-handed and return empty-handed, are you not running in vain?
In this way, how about the old man only needs his hair and no nails? ”
As soon as the words fell, the two wooden carvers who only turned their heads made a few "clicks", and then turned their bodies around again.
They even took a step in the direction of the door and blocked it.
Huang Mao has already reacted, which is clearly threatening us.
If you don't trade, you won't let us go.
Huang Mao really dared to do something, and at this time he also had a calm face, and one hand was already on the table.
Looking at his posture, I'm afraid he wants to learn "Brother Crow".
After a while, the conversation really fell apart, and he was about to flip the table.
This old man can open a yin and yang pavilion in this cemetery, and the wooden man he makes can move, which is enough to explain his ability.
But I'm not afraid of him at this moment.
Don't mention my sister Bai, in the name of our funeral home, I'm afraid this old guy can't afford to mess with it.
Moreover, Uncle Liu is outside.
My face sank and I tapped two fingers on the table.
"Knock knock" twice:
"Old man, we're just here to do business, not to stir up trouble.
Sincerity is already on the table.
This box of hair and nails is yours.
Also, we came from the Phoenix Mountain Funeral Home, and Liu was outside.
If you have what it takes, don't let us go back. ”
I was cold, and my eyes were bright.
Do you really think I'm a rookie and want to threaten us with a few words to get us to agree to his deal?
It's just a dream.
The old man of the Yin-Yang Pavilion saw that I was neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes were burning.
His eyes looked at him, not afraid at all, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
After a few seconds, he laughed out loud:
"Hahaha, what a newcomer to Phoenix Mountain.
It's better than the last few batches of newcomers.
The deal was made.
Take the things. ”
After speaking, he directly covered the box with his hair and pulled it to his side.
And the cold feeling in the room suddenly disappeared at this moment.
The two wooden figures in front of the door also "clicked" twice and returned to their original positions.
Seeing this, I smiled, this old man seems to have cheated a lot of people before!
But it's not nonsense, and he replied directly:
"Thank you, old man."
After speaking, I directly took the peachwood sword and motioned for Huang Mao to take his things and leave.
But he didn't let his guard down against this old man.
The old man who was smoking a dry cigarette suddenly asked the two of us:
"Boy, what's your name?"
The name speaks for itself.
I hugged my fist:
"Li Xu!"
"Huang Xiaolong."
"Okay, the old man remembers you two, next time you come to the old man's house, remember to bring more cigarettes."
After saying that, the old man took another sip.
Huang Mao didn't reply, but I replied:
"Remember!"
After saying that, he took his things and walked out of the hut.
As soon as I arrived in the large living room outside, I saw three more pale people in the room.
He was sitting around the table, eating the hard-boiled eggs that had been peeled.
When he saw us coming out, he turned his head and looked at us numbly, expressionless and angry.
Ya, it's really a yin and yang pavilion.
These are obviously the three ghosts.
Huang Mao and I didn't bother, and hurried out of the Yin and Yang Pavilion.
The door behind him also closed automatically after the two left......