Reiki Recovery: Signing In The Basement After Ten Years

Lu Zhuang watched TV all night on the sofa.

At his level, he doesn't need to rest at all, even if he doesn't sleep all year round without eating or drinking, nothing will happen.

"Are you still asleep? Get up and eat quickly, and cut your hair after dinner."

Early in the morning, my mother knocked on the door.

"What kind of hair?" Lu Zhuang was a little speechless, his long hair is a treasure.

When she heard Lu Zhuang's words, Li Xiuqin became a little angry, "What do you mean to cut your hair? You have such a long hair for a man. It's nondescript. Go and cut it quickly. I will ask someone to arrange a blind date for you."

Lu Zhuang was a little speechless, "Mom, I'm an extraordinary person, do I need a blind date?"

Li Xiuqin said, "You can do it, I don't know you yet, I hope you find a wife by yourself, I don't know when to wait."

At the urging of Li Xiuqin, after breakfast, Lu Zhuang came to a nearby street.

Walking on the bustling street, Lu Zhuang found that many people around him were looking at him with strange eyes.

After all, as a man, his long hair is too eye-catching.

At this time a little Loli ran over, "Sister, your hair is so long..."

Lu Zhuang's mouth twitched, "My eyes are bad at a young age, have you ever seen a handsome sister like me?"

At this time, another little kid ran over, "Sister, your hair is so long, will it stick to your hair when you pull it?"

Lu Zhuang immediately exploded, "Hey, what nonsense are you kidding? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

"Why do you mean my child? You are a pervert." A woman rushed over and glared at Lu Zhuang, cursing and pulling the child away.

He even scolded me as a pervert... Lu Zhuang suddenly exploded in his mentality.

Hey, I'm extraordinary, I'm very powerful...

He suddenly found that his long hair was really troublesome.

Forget it, let's sign in first.

Lu Zhuang continued to walk forward.

When passing by a hairdresser's shop, he stopped.

The hairdressing shop was in a mess, and it seemed that someone had just smashed it.

A young man in his twenties squatted on the ground, his eyes sluggish and his face was blue and purple.

The guy seems to need help.

Lu Zhuang walked into the store and asked, "Did something happen to you here?"

Hearing what Lu Zhuang had said, the young man recovered and looked up at Lu Zhuang.

At this sight, he was stunned, "Are you... Lu Zhuang?"

"you know me?"

Lu Zhuang looked over in surprise.

The man in front of him had a blue nose and swollen face, and after many years, he didn't recognize who it was for a while.

Just faintly feel a little familiar.

However, if the other party is an acquaintance, it is normal to recognize him.

In the past ten years in the basement, he hasn't changed much in appearance except that he has more long hair and has become more upright and burly.

That is to say, the temperament has improved a lot, which is the effect brought by the improvement of the cultivation level.

"I'm Yu Qiang," the young man said.

Yu Qiang... Lu Zhuang remembered that this is his junior high school classmate.

When they were in junior high school, the relationship between the two was quite good.

Lu Zhuang still remembered that after graduating from junior high school, this guy went to the field to study beautification, but he didn't expect to open a barber shop in his hometown now.

"Yu Qiang, what's the matter with you?" Lu Zhuang asked, pointing to the mess around him.

"Hey..." Yu Qiang sighed, "Isn't this being done by someone? Someone didn't let me open a shop here."

Yu Qiang told Lu Zhuang that a new hairdressing shop had recently opened here.

The owner of this hairdressing shop is very overbearing. Relying on a relative in the city lord’s mansion, he threatened to drive away all his colleagues on this street.

Because he refused to leave, the other party led a group of people to smash the shop.

This is really overbearing.

Lu Zhuang pondered for a while, and then said to Yu Qiang, "Go, I'll take you to find him for theory."

Yu Qiang smiled bitterly, "Forget it, these people are something we can't afford and are not worth it. I have decided to move the shop to West Street tomorrow."

Seeing Yu Qiang like this, Lu Zhuang didn't say much, and walked out alone.

About a hundred meters from here, there is a large-scale hairdressing shop.

It was the newly opened home that Yu Qiang said.

Lu Zhuang walked into the store, and a young woman at the front desk greeted her, "Hello, welcome."

"Where is your boss?" Lu Zhuang asked directly.

"This is our boss, do you have anything to do with him?"

The young woman pointed to a yellow-haired young man who was cutting a guest not far away and said.

"Your boss is also responsible for haircuts?" Lu Zhuang asked.

"Our boss is the chief stylist of our shop, but his haircut is more expensive, and he charges 300 for hair like yours at a time." The woman explained.

Lu Zhuang nodded, "That's it, let him come over and give it to me when he is over."

Lu Zhuang sat on the chair in front of the barber's table and waited silently.

After a short while, the yellow-haired young man finally finished sorting out the customer, and then walked over to Luzhuang.

Seeing Lu Zhuang's long hair, he was stunned for a moment.

When he saw Lu Zhuang's handsome face, a look of jealousy flashed across his face.

"What hairstyle do you want?" the yellow-haired young man asked.

"You can just watch the cut." Lu Zhuang said.

The young Huang Mao nodded, then picked up the scissors and started cutting.

One scissors down.

Click!

The hair was not cut, but the fine scissors worth more than 500 yuan made a hole.

Damn, what kind of shit hair.

The yellow-haired youth was so distressed that he dripped blood, pretending to change a pair of scissors as if nothing had happened, and continued cutting.

Click!

This scissors broke another hole.

The young man Huang Mao's face turned dark suddenly, and he turned his head and shouted at the young woman at the front desk, "Xiao Wu, go upstairs and bring me the kitchen knife from the kitchen."

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads.

Why did you use a kitchen knife to cut your hair?

...

Yu Qiang stood in front of his shop, watching his former friend enter the newly opened hairdressing shop.

"Damn, I told you not to go." Yu Qiang cursed in a low voice.

Thinking of the strength of the barber shop owner, and thinking of Lu Zhuang to help himself out.

A tangled color appeared on his face.

"Dammit, take it out."

Yu Qiang turned around and walked into the room, digging out an iron pipe more than one meter long.

Holding the iron pipe in one hand, he walked aggressively towards the newly opened hairdressing shop.

At this time, an ancient poem could not help but surfaced in his mind: The wind is depressed and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and never returned.

Full of tragic and vigorous.

When I walked to the entrance of the barber shop, I was about to go in, and through the glass door Ning Tao saw the shop noisy, and a group of people surrounded there.

The yellow-haired young man was cutting towards Lu Zhuang with a kitchen knife.

I'm in a rush, even using a kitchen knife...

This is the rhythm to kill people.

Yu Qiang only felt that he was trembling with caution, he roared to embolden himself, opened the door and walked in.

Yu Qiang originally thought that he would be greeted with a sword, light and sword shadow, a bloody wind, but when he walked in, he realized that things were not what he had imagined.

At this time, in the shop.

Lu Zhuang's long hair was placed on the chopping board.

The yellow-haired young man held a kitchen knife in his hand, yelled, and hid the knife in his hair.

boom!

The chopping board was split into a deep hole.

Lu Zhuang's long hair was undamaged, not even one broken.

The young yellow-haired man looked at the kitchen knife that had been rolled in his hand, his pupils were full of incredible colors.

An exclamation sounded from all around.

"What kind of hair is this..."

"This hair quality is too good..."

"What shampoo do you use, this handsome guy?"

There was a lot of discussion, and two women even came over to ask Lu Zhuang for contact information in the name of asking for shampoo.

Yu Qiang looked dazed, what's the situation?

Just as everyone was amazed, the yellow-haired young man spoke again.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and shouted to the front desk.

"Xiao Wu, get me the fire axe from the grocery store."

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