Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 63 Night God
"Swish, swish, swish"
On the massage chair, the old man closed his eyes. Yang Yan held the razor in his hand and gently scraped down along the contours of the old man's face until he reached the old man's neck.
Looking at the razor in his hand, a thought flashed through Yang Yan's mind.
But he soon suppressed this idea in his heart.
Dai Moli took advantage of the shaving time to fold the hot towel and put it on the old man's eyes.
"Yeah! Comfortable!"
The old man took a deep breath.
"Young man, your skills are a bit lacking and you are not experienced enough. You still need to practice. When you can shave the skin of winter melon until it shines, you will be considered good at this skill."
"Back then, I met an old man who was drinking and his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold chopsticks. But when it came to shaving, he only had to pick up a knife and his hands were as steady as a rock. It was a pity that I didn't meet him again later.
"
"Yes yes..."
Yang Yan didn't dare to refute, as his craftsmanship was indeed incomparable with that of the old masters.
Fortunately, the old man doesn't seem to be that mean.
He was talking about faults, but he didn't get angry about it.
When Yang Yan put down the scraper, he looked at Xia Tao next to him.
Xia Tao nodded, indicating that she was ready.
She stepped forward, uncovered the towel covering the old man's eyes, raised her finger, and a slender hair became straight on her fingertip.
Dai Moli and Yang Yan felt as if their hearts were rising in their throats.
I was afraid that if Xia Tao made a slight mistake, they would all be ruined.
But soon, the two of them discovered that Xia Tao was gently pinching her hair with her fingers. After turning it a few times, the old man's face became visibly more relaxed.
"It seems like something is blocking it inside."
Xia Tao turned her hair with her fingers, and the hair was connected to her thoughts, and she could feel the situation inside.
The old man snorted lightly.
After Xia Tao twisted left and right a few times, black liquid overflowed along her hair.
The liquid gave off a strong stench.
It was twisting and turning as if it were alive.
Seeing that it was about to drip, Dai Moli had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed the thermos cup on the small table beside her.
"Didi, beep..."
The liquid flowed more and more, and it seemed like someone was shouting and cursing in the cup.
After all the black liquid flowed out, the old man couldn't help but take a deep breath while trembling.
"Thank you, little girl!"
"It's okay, I still have one eye."
Xia Tao turned around and replaced a piece of hair. After the previous experience, Xia Tao's technique was fast and steady this time, and the slender hair was stabbed directly in along the corner of the eye.
After a while black liquid dripped out.
"There's a lot of traffic here."
"Well, maybe I prefer to see things on the left side."
"What are you looking at?"
Xia Tao asked curiously.
"There are all kinds of things in the world, and things in the world are unpredictable. You can see couples falling in love and killing each other, fathers and sons turning against each other, brothers forgetting their loyalty due to lust, and relatives hating the poor and loving the rich."
"So much?"
"Haha, these are not bad."
The old man was in a good mood. Maybe Xia Tao helped him clean his tear holes, which made his attitude towards Xia Tao very different.
"In recent years, people have started to go online, and there have been more things going on. In the past, when you cursed someone, you had to worry about retaliation, and you also had to protect your own image.
Nowadays, if you curse people, you can just sit at home and pour out all the resentment in your heart with just a few clicks of your fingers. If you can force someone to death, they will still hide behind and dance with joy."
"They... are so bad."
"Hey, everyone says that human blood steamed buns are not delicious, but when it was my turn to eat, I only regretted that I ate too little."
"Then you should watch less in the future and come here more often if you feel uncomfortable. I am here and this is my home."
"Your home?"
"Well, my home."
Xia Tao's serious attitude made the old man look moved. When Xia Tao pulled out his hair.
Dai Moli and the others also felt that all the pressure on their bodies disappeared at this moment.
"Sister Jasmine!"
Yang Yan poked Dai Moli's arm with his finger and looked out the glass window. There were only a few people outside the window at the moment, and occasionally a delivery person flashed by.
Apparently it has returned to normal.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. This time, his eyes were no longer as cloudy as before.
The old man looked carefully at Xia Tao in front of him.
He smiled kindly, as if the girl in front of him was more like his own granddaughter.
He patted Xia Tao on the head and said, "You are a lucky girl. I envy you for having such a family."
After saying that, the old man raised his head and looked at the stairs on the second floor: "Hey, it looks like your boss is lucky. Let's give this to him as my reward for tonight."
The old man took out a cylinder from his sleeve and handed it to Xia Tao.
"OK."
Xia Tao took the cylinder and seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, do you want to apply for a card? There are discounts!"
Dai Moli and Yang Yan's legs softened and they almost sat on the ground.
I wanted to send this old monster away quickly.
"Hahahahaha..."
The old man grinned and let out a hearty laugh: "Okay, but you have to wait until the next time I come. Then, you come to do ear picking and facial trimming. If you do a good job, I will apply for the card here."
"good!"
Xia Tao nodded vigorously.
The old man pinched his beard and glanced meaningfully at the steps to the second floor.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
“Thank you for your patronage and welcome to come again.”
Yang Yang took the initiative to open the door and sent the old man out.
The four people stood in front of the glass door, watching the old man leave, looking at each other, and then sat down on the sofa as if the bones had been taken away...
…
Bedroom on the second floor.
Zhang Yi doesn't know what the situation is downstairs, but his own situation is very bad now.
There were little ghosts crawling all over his body, pulling at his clothes, collar, and trouser legs, and the playing sounds of these little ghosts could be heard on his back.
At this moment, he was like a sheep thrown into a tiger's cave, and might be torn into pieces at any time.
This is not inviting an immortal, it is completely inviting a ghost.
Zhang Yi adjusted his breathing, ignored the little devils lying on him, and took the sixth step bravely.
After taking the sixth step, Zhang Yi's vision began to blur.
"Boom--boom!"
"It's safe and sound."
Two wake-up calls sounded in Zhang Yi's ears.
Strange to say, with just two gongs and drums, I immediately felt a lightness on my body, and all the little devils lying on me disappeared in an instant.
He squinted his eyes and glanced around. He saw a dark street in front of him, but he could vaguely see that the streets on both sides were intact and did not look like the underworld.
"Dong dong! It's safe!"
The ringing sound in my ears sounded again.
A young man wearing a small hat walked over from Zhang Yi.
The young man stopped and said, "Little brother, what are you doing standing here??"
Zhang Yi did not respond. He was about to take advantage of this opportunity and quickly took the seventh step to complete the ceremony.
Unexpectedly, he raised his leg but couldn't put it down.
Seeing this, the young man bent down and pointed at Zhang Yi's leg hanging in the air: "Hahaha, we have obviously reached a dead end, why do we still have to go forward?"
After saying that, the young man tilted his head and looked at Zhang Yi's face: "Listen to my advice and don't go any further. The road ahead is not easy!"
Zhang Yi frowned, always remembering the words in the "Instructions for Immortal Offering", and remained silent when faced with the young man's questions.
"Hey, you still don't believe it."
The young man picked up the gong and struck it in Zhang Yi's ear.
"Boom!"
The sound of the gong was like thunder, almost piercing Zhang Yi's eardrums.
Is this guy crazy??
Leave quickly.
Why can’t this foot fall down??
"Didn't I tell you? There is a dead end ahead. Since it is a dead end, how can you go on?"
The young man knelt down and said, "Thank you for meeting a kind-hearted person like me. Otherwise, if it were someone else who wouldn't be so enthusiastic to help you, why would you still call me crazy?"
Zhang Yi's pupils tightened.
Can he hear what I'm saying?
"As the saying goes, sincerity leads to spiritual success, but you think this sentence is empty talk."
Hearing the young man's words, Zhang Yi slowly raised his head and looked towards the young man. He was clearly right in front of him, but he found that he could not see the young man's face clearly.
Um……
No, it's not so much that I can't see clearly, but it's that I can't write down the other person's face.
Obviously all the facial features can be clearly seen, including the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but when the facial features are brought together, it is not clear.
Since you can listen to my voice, you should know that if I don't continue to move forward, I will also die.
The young man grinned. He picked up the gong hammer in his hand, hooked Zhang Yi's hanging leg in the air, and pushed it to the left.
Zhang Yi immediately turned around uncontrollably.
This startled him.
Before he could curse more, the young man waved the gong in his hand.
"Boom!"
A gong sounded, shaking his head.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but there is only one shore. A man can bend and stretch, but when there is no way out, he must learn to take a step back."
After the young man said that, he raised his leg and kicked Zhang Yi on the butt. Zhang Yi was caught off guard and jumped forward.
"Plop!" He knelt down with a sound.
The incense candle in his hand also slammed down due to inertia.
Finished!
At this moment, Zhang Yi's heart went cold.
But at this moment, Zhang Yi felt as if his hand had touched something. When he came back to his senses, he took a closer look.
Only then did he realize that he was kneeling in front of the shrine and had inserted the incense candle into the incense burner with both hands.
He raised his head and looked inside the shrine.
The red cloth that originally wrapped the spiritual tablet has been lifted off, and now there is nothing on the spiritual tablet except his own name.
There is one more line of words [Night Wandering God·Ye Zhong]
Night God?
Is this a success?
Just as he was dazed, a special feeling spread throughout his body.
There was something more in Zhang Yi's mind.
A vague shadow appeared in his mind, and the shadow gradually became clearer, with a black robe covering his whole body.
Wearing a mask on his face, he waved and a black crow landed on his hand.
He raised his head and saw that the outline of his face was exactly the same as his own, and his cold and stern eyes revealed a fierce light: