Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 62 Eye-punching
"Ding bell, ding ding..."
The sound of the bells gradually became one.
Yang Yang was confused.
As a former employee of the restaurant, Yang Yang naturally knew what the bell meant.
One sound means a person, two sounds means a ghost, and three means a disaster.
But what does this mean?
Don't say you've seen it, you've never heard of it.
"What's wrong, young man!" At this time, the old man turned his head with a smile, his eyes opened a crack, and for a moment, Yang Yang's body trembled uncontrollably as his cloudy eyes swept over him.
His face turned pale, and he felt like he was about to lose his soul.
"I...I..."
Calm down, calm down, fuck them, calm down!!
Yang Yang was screaming in his heart, but his mouth was still trembling, and the fear in his heart made him almost collapse.
Just a look in his eyes made him feel like he was out of his mind. Yang Yang felt that the old man in front of him was more terrifying than the Ms. Tang who smashed the restaurant, ten times, a hundred times.
Seeing that Yang Yang was speechless.
At this time, Dai Moli had already finished serving the guests. She turned around and saw that Yang Yang looked a little strange, so she hurriedly walked forward with a smile.
"Welcome, grandpa, let me help you over."
"Oh, good, good."
The old man let go of Yang Yang's hand, smiled and patted Yang Yang: "Young man, you are still not good at business."
Yang Yang's teeth were chattering and he nodded desperately, but he couldn't even say a word. He could only use his eyes to keep signaling danger to Dai Moli.
But Dai Moli didn't notice Yang Yang's strange gaze and helped the old man sit on the massage chair.
"Grandpa, our specialty is spa and fire therapy. Would you like to try it?"
"Oh, what is hydrotherapy? What is fire therapy?"
The old man was lying on the chair, his eyes never opened.
Dai Moli rubbed the old man's shoulders with both hands, and then introduced the process and characteristics of hydrotherapy and fire therapy to the old man in detail.
"Xia...Xia...Xia Tao?"
At this time, Yang Yang was lying on the counter with trembling legs.
Xia Tao looked at her brother's ugly face and looked at him doubtfully.
"Boss, hurry up and call the boss."
"elder brother?"
Seeing her brother's nervous look, Xia Tao stretched out his hand and held him: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Yang's body couldn't stop shaking, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Run!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
On the massage chair, the old man Lang Lang laughed loudly.
I have to say that Dai Moli's professional skills are really high. No matter what kind of customer she is, they will feel very relaxed around her.
Most guests will try these items while enjoying themselves.
But this old man was obviously no ordinary guest.
"It's either water or fire. You young people don't know what enjoyment is."
Dai Moli was a little surprised by these words.
He looked at the old man doubtfully: "Are these services bad?"
The old man waved his hand, opened his eyes through a slit and looked at Dai Moli: "Child, have you heard of Sanle?"
Even Dai Moli couldn't help but shiver at the sight of his eyes, as if the moment the old man opened his eyes, the whole world seemed to be dragged into an abyss of darkness.
"I……"
"Sanle, you don't know what kind of massage parlor this is. I think it's better to close your shop as soon as possible to avoid being embarrassed."
The old man's voice was still calm, but his words became vicious. Dai Moli took a step back, already feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression.
"Sanle!!"
Yang Mei, who was cupping the guests, did not realize the danger. After hearing the old man's words, she raised her head and looked at the old man calmly.
"I have the impression that I heard my brother say that the three joys of life are shaving your face, picking your ears, and piercing your eyes."
At this moment, Yang Yan has not yet taken over. The consciousness of his body is Yang Mei himself, and no other expression can be seen on his stern face.
"Huh?"
Hearing this, the old man looked at Yang Mei with a smile: "Interesting, you are a very interesting girl, but it's a pity, it's a pity."
"pity?"
"It's a pity that you won't live for long. People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. Those who want to challenge taboos will not end well."
The old man's words made Yang Mei frown. She didn't understand what the old man meant.
When I still want to ask more questions.
Dai Moli, who had already retreated to her side, pulled her and signaled her with her eyes to stop talking.
Yang Mei couldn't feel that the old man's majesty increased a bit after every word he said.
In the eyes of Dai Moli and others, the old man is more like a time bomb at this moment.
Every next sentence that is unclear may lead to disaster.
"Why, can you do it?"
The old man became a little impatient.
"Grandpa, please wait a moment, I will arrange a technician for you."
Dai Moli didn't dare to refuse. As the saying goes, it's easy to ask the gods but hard to send them away. If she couldn't satisfy the old man in front of her, Dai Moli didn't know what would happen next.
So I could only resort to a delaying tactic and pulled Yang Mei towards the bar.
Dai Moli took out her mobile phone from under the bar and dialed Uncle Zeng's phone number.
At this time, the only one who can stabilize the situation may be Uncle Zeng.
However, when I called, I couldn't get through.
"Sister Jasmine!"
At this time, Yang Yang gently patted Dai Moli's arm and pointed to the window outside the door.
Dai Moli looked sideways and found that the sky outside the window had gotten frighteningly dark for some time.
There wasn't even a single pedestrian on the road. Instead, there were vague shadows wandering outside the door from time to time.
It's only 19 o'clock now, and such a weird situation should never happen.
Dai Moli looked back at the old man on the massage chair.
The old man tapped his fingers lightly on the seat. Every time his fingers tapped, the sky outside became darker and more and more shadows began to gather here.
It's like a countdown.
If the old man's needs are not fulfilled, maybe those shadows outside will really swarm in and destroy the entire massage parlor.
"what to do?"
Dai Moli also panicked.
Uncle Zeng taught her massage and bone-setting techniques.
I have also learned the art of photographing faces, so I have no problem with my confidence.
But it must be said that Dai Moli has never learned anything that really involves this kind of hard work.
"How about... we..."
Yang Yang opened his mouth, wanting to say escape, but he couldn't open his mouth in front of Dai Moli and Yang Mei.
"Mei Zi, I understand what you just mentioned about shaving your face and picking your ears, but what is piercing your eyes??"
Yang Mei frowned, and when she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly became blurred, then her pupils dilated, and finally tightened again.
When he raised his head again, the expression between his eyebrows had changed.
"This is an old tradition that has been lost long ago."
It's Yang Yan's voice.
The "eye" in the so-called "eye punch" refers to the small tear hole inside the lower eyelid of a person. This small hole can shed tears and secrete eye feces.
"Punching" means to insert a piece of hair or ponytail hair into the hole to clear the hole.
"When I was in school, the teacher also told me how to do eye piercing. It's very simple. Apply a hot towel to your face, pierce the hair under the eyelids, and slowly turn it around. When there are tears dripping from the other end of the hair, it's done.
."
Yang Yan studied acupuncture and massage and was very clear about this aspect. (Mentioned in Chapter 38!)
"But this craft has been lost because the techniques are too demanding and not everyone can do it."
Think about it, use a hair strand to stab under the eyelids, and accidentally hit the eye. Not only will it hurt the eye, but if you don't control the force well and make the person's eyes itchy, it's not a big deal.
In the past, if a guest felt uncomfortable, he would just raise his hand and give you a slap in the face. This was called poor academic performance.
But the problem now is that if the elderly cannot be satisfied, what is waiting for them is not a slap in the face.
"I'll call the boss."
Yang Yang wanted to go upstairs, but at this time, Xia Tao, who had been silent, asked: "Can I just control my hair?"
Yang Yan nodded: "Yes, this craft requires only one skill, and the other requirements are not high."
"As for shaving your face and picking your ears, I can do it."
"Then...I can give it a try!"
"Xia Tao!"
Yang Yang grabbed his sister's arm. He knew how scary this old man was and was worried that his sister was going to die.
Xia Tao patted his hand and expressed relief to Yang Yang, "This is our home, and I want to protect this home."
Xia Tao's determination was revealed in her childish voice.
Yang Yang was stunned for a moment and let go of Xia Tao's arm.
"Is it really okay?" he asked Yang Yan.
"No problem, as long as the technique is stable enough."
"Well, I leave my sister to you."
Yang Yang took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Yang Yan.
"Don't worry, if something happens, I will be the first to stand in front of Tao Zi."
Dai Moli's guarantee is always worthy of trust. Yang Yangming knew that it could not guarantee anything, but he still felt much more at ease.
"How's it going? When will the technician arrive?"
The old man urged with half-closed eyes.
Dai Moli took a deep breath, raised the brewed tea, and walked behind the old man with Yang Yan and Tao Zi.
