Chapter 71 Hair and Nails
This old man actually has a habit of pulling people's hair and nails.
Staring at Huang Mao and me, he still wanted some from both of us.
After saying that, he took out a sharp knife from the side and placed it on the table. There was still a little dried blood on the knife;
"There are no scissors in the museum, so you two can just make do with it!"
Seeing this, I raised my eyebrows, showing a trace of vigilance.
The hair and nails on this body cannot be cut off casually.
Especially this kind of person who understands Yin Yang Feng Shui.
When Huang Mao saw this, he opened his mouth to agree. At the same time, he reached for the knife on the table and prepared to cut his hair.
But I stopped him directly, and at the same time I said to the old man of Onmyokan:
"I'm sorry, old man, everything we can exchange is in this box. We can't give you what we have."
I refused firmly, and Huang Mao looked at me suspiciously.
The old man opposite laughed "hehehe" a few times and said in a very relaxed and calm tone:
"Young man, don't be so nervous.
It's just a strand of hair and a little fingernail.
It’s not like I’m asking you to shave your head or pull out your nails.
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter!”
Huh, it doesn't matter?
Does this guy really think I don’t understand anything?
In ancient times, there was a saying that cutting off one's hair would replace one's head, and cutting one's armor would shorten one's lifespan.
Many Feng Shui secret spells can use hair and nails to take away people's luck and even their lives.
I remember watching a cartoon when I was a kid. A big mouse ate a living person's fingernails and turned into that person and replaced him.
Although it is a cartoon, there are indeed similar records in the detailed explanation of exorcism left by the godfather.
Especially for someone like me, whose life has been stolen since childhood, I cannot give away my hair and nails.
I have been quite vigilant in this regard since I was a child.
But some people say that there are so many hairs in the barber shop.
Little did they know that in olden days, barbers were also called barbers, and those who worshiped them were called Luo Zu.
The scissors in their hands are also called "cutting in two".
Any body hair and skin that has been cut off by a barber or scissors has nothing to do with its owner.
But now, what the old man took out was not scissors, but a bloody sharp blade.
This old man is an old carpenter who has studied Lu Ban's book. There is no way he doesn't understand this.
Let us do this now without any good intentions.
Huang Mao next to me didn't understand. He just came to the funeral home two months earlier than me.
Two months ago, he was making screws in the factory and picking up girls there.
He might not even understand how the five elements complement each other, let alone the ways in hair and nails.
Seeing my refusal and hearing what the old man from Onmyokan said, he gave me a hand and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Xu, isn't it just a few hairs?
Also, my nails are too long and I want to get them trimmed.
I think it’s worth it to trade him for these two mahogany weapons!”
A sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth:
"Why do you think Uncle Liu used a spell to seal those nails and hair?
The truth here is very profound, if you listen to me, you won’t be wrong.”
I don't have time to explain to Huang Mao right now.
I could only deal with him first, and then faced the old man from Onmyokan who seemed careless but was always watching us from the corner of his eye:
"Uncle, the things are already here.
I'm sorry if this deal doesn't work out.
Farewell."
After saying that, I directly put down the peach wood sword in my hand.
Then Huang Mao also put down the wooden gun in his hand.
Huang Mao was a little reluctant to leave, but still chose to believe me.
At the same time, I reached for the wooden box on the table and prepared to leave.
If we can't negotiate this deal, we just have to leave.
Greed often makes people get stuck in the mud and cannot extricate themselves.
Especially in our line of work, if you are not careful, you may lose your life if you are not careful.
As a result, before I could touch the box, the old man slapped it with one hand, stopping my movement.
At the same time, he turned around and stared at me with a shrewd face:
"Young man, you have something, you know a lot, don't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the air around him suddenly became colder.
The two wooden figures standing at the door of the house suddenly turned their heads towards us and turned back at 180 degrees.
It makes a "click, click, click" sound.
Only then did I realize that the wooden figures in this room had facial features carved into them.
Those eyes shone even more brightly in the dim room, as if they were embedded with two glass beads...
Huang Mao was startled, said "fuck" and took a step back.
I was also worried. Is this Onmyokan a black shop?
This is a deal that can't be concluded, and we are going to be detained?
But I am still neither humble nor arrogant:
"The old man has given you the award. But what do you mean?"
The old man from Onmyokan smiled "hehehe":
"It's not interesting, I just want to complete this deal.
If you come here empty-handed and return empty-handed, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?
How about this, I just want my hair and not my nails?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two wooden figures who only turned their heads made a few "clicks" and then turned their bodies around again.
They even took a step toward the door and blocked it.
Huang Mao has already reacted and is clearly threatening us.
If we don't trade, we won't be allowed to leave.
Huang Mao really dared to come forward when something happened. At this time, he also had a sullen face and had already put one hand on the table.
Judging from his posture, I'm afraid he wants to imitate "Brother Crow".
After a while, the conversation really broke down, and he wanted to flip the table.
The fact that this old man can open a yin-yang pavilion in this cemetery and make a wooden figure that can move speaks volumes about his ability.
But right now, I'm not afraid of him either.
Not to mention my sister Bai, the name of our funeral home is probably not something this old guy can afford to offend.
Moreover, Uncle Liu is right outside.
My face immediately darkened, and I tapped on the table with two fingers.
"Dong dong" twice:
"Old man, we are 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 Fenghuangshan Funeral Home, and the corpse burning room was right outside.
If you are really capable, don't let us go back."
I looked cold and stern, with piercing eyes.
Do you really think that I am a rookie and want to make us agree to this deal with a few words of threats?
It's just a dream.
The old man at the Onmyokan looked at me with eyes bright when he saw that I was neither humble nor arrogant.
She looked into his eyes without fear at all, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
After a few seconds, he burst out laughing:
"Hahaha, what a newcomer to Phoenix Mountain.
It's better than the previous batches of newcomers.
The deal is done.
You take the things."
After saying that, he directly covered the box containing the hair and pulled it towards him.
And the cold feeling in the room suddenly disappeared at this moment.
The two wooden figures blocking the door also clicked twice and returned to their original positions.
Seeing this, I smiled. It seems that this old man has deceived many people before!
But he didn’t waste any time and replied directly:
"Thank you, old man."
After saying that, I took the mahogany sword directly and signaled Huang Mao to pick up the things and leave.
But he did not relax his vigilance against the old man.
The old man smoking a dry cigarette suddenly asked us:
"Boy, what are your names?"
The name can be said naturally.
I hugged my fist:
"Li Xu!"
"Huang Xiaolong."
"Okay, the old man has remembered you two. Next time you come to my restaurant, remember to bring more tobacco."
After saying that, the old man chirped again.
Huang Mao didn’t reply, but I replied:
"remember!"
After saying that, he took his things and left the hut.
As soon as I arrived at the big living room outside, I saw three more pale-faced people in the room.
Now we are sitting around the table, eating the peeled hard-boiled eggs.
When they saw us coming out, they all turned their heads and looked at us with numb faces, expressionless and angry.
Damn, it’s really a Yin Yang Pavilion.
These are obviously three ghosts.
Huang Mao and I didn't bother and hurried out of the Yin Yang Pavilion.
The door behind them also closed automatically with a bang after the two left...
This chapter has been completed!