"I was the first to shave"

Wang Xian did what he said, handed the smooth razor to Gu Xiaolian, sat in front of the fire, and closed his eyes.

"Official, do you really want to shave?" Gu Xiaolian asked.

"Shaving" Wang Xian said in a deep voice, although he was full of expectations for the haircut, but in order not to look too unusual, he still put on a tangled look.

"Then I'm really shaved......" Gu Xiaolian whispered.

"Hmm." Wang Xian nodded, and Gu Xiaolian carefully dropped the knife, shaved off a lock of his hair, and then carefully put it on his arm. As the knife scraped down, the hair on Wang Xian's head became less and less, and he finally experienced a comfortable feeling that he had not felt for a long time......

It's really cool...... contrary to what everyone imagined, Wang Xian's mood at the moment is called a happy ...... For him, the biggest discomfort of being reincarnated, in addition to having no electricity and no Internet access, is this long flowing hair. In this era, it is not popular to shave the head, but it is about the parents who support the hair, which cannot be damaged, and it is from childhood to adulthood, except for repairing the corners, he has never shaved his head. With his long hair coiled on the top of his head, how uncomfortable it must be, especially when he is not at home and does not have a regular time to wash his hair, it is really prickly heat in summer and lice in winter, and he has long wanted to shave it quickly

This time I can finally come to it justifiably, why is there any reason to be unhappy?

After a while, a shiny bald head was born, and Wang Xian mō looked at his smooth head, and the comfort in his heart was not to mention. On the contrary, Gu Xiaolian's eyes were full of tears, as if she had shaved her hair...

"Don't cry, I'm not sad, it's so comfortable." Wang Xian smiled and comforted the little girl, and then said to the others: "What are you still rubbing? ”

Seeing that Qin Cha had shaved his head, General Song had nothing to say, so he also sat down by the fire and said with tears in his eyes: "Xian'er, you start lightly ......."

"If you want to be beautiful, shave it yourself." Gu Xiaolian didn't care about him, only threw the razor to him, and the tip of the knife almost pierced General Song's head. Song Jun hurriedly caught it, muttering 'The girl is outgoing, while raising a knife to scrape off her hair, and tears flowed: "Dad, mother, son is not filial......"

The reason why they wanted to disguise themselves as monks and venture into the city was because of the news from Xianyun...... After Wu Wei settled in the lama temple, he used the method of flying pigeons to pass the book to inform the contact points set up in neighboring counties of their location and situation. After that, I hid in the waste brick kiln under the lama temple for a few days, and finally waited for the young master Xianyun who passed through the layers of blockade...... Although the Jin Wangjun surrounded Wutai County tightly, the young master Xianyun, who was extremely light, could still come in unnoticed.

Xianyun introduced the situation to Wang Xian, and told Wang Xian about Yang Rong's arrangement, and finally took out two copies and said, "If there are too many, what do you think." ”

"You don't have to have it," Wang Xian smiled: "You should be your Wudang Mountain, and you can send it casually?" Even if this is Wutai Mountain, there are few people in each temple who have degrees, and most of them are black households. ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Xianyun looked at Wang Xian, and suddenly couldn't help but smile: "I don't know if your head is round or not?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"If you have a round head, it's better to shave your head." Young Master Xianyun snorted and said, "To be serious, do you want me to protect me in secret, or do you want to go with you?" ”

"Still secretly following." Wang Xianbai glanced at him and said: "But when the time comes, if we are caught, don't be impulsive, go to Datong for help quickly, remember to remember." ”

"I know." Xianyun nodded and disappeared into the heavy blizzard......

After the meal, all the men became bald, even the unconscious Zhang Wu. Then he began to change into monk's robes...... The monk's robe was yellow inside and red outside, and after putting it on, he was a living lama, Wang Xian was still a little proud: "It's thanks to us that we are pretending to be a yellow sect, otherwise we will have a little ring scar on our head." ”

Song Zhong and Liu Zijin couldn't laugh, and the former said in a muffled voice: "Can you do this trick?" Don't fall into the net. ”

"Don't worry, just stay here." Wang Xian smiled: "Maybe it's better than our blind toss." ”

"I'll ......still follow," General Song shrunk his neck and curled up by the fire without saying a word.

Wang Xian looked at Gu Xiaolian and sighed: "It's you, can you pass the test tomorrow?" ”

"Officials rest assured." Gu Xiaolian squinted and smiled, although her face was gray and black, she could still make people feel the sweetness of her smile.

That night, several people tossed and turned, some were worried about their hair, and some were worried about whether they would be able to pass the test tomorrow. Wang Xian was okay, he fell asleep early, and soon fell asleep, until he felt someone scratching his nose with hair, so he sneezed loudly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a little novice looking at him with red eyes.

"Who are you?" Wang Xian was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Little mercy, you also shaved your head?" ”

"Don't laugh...... Gu Xiaolian poked him pitifully, and whispered: "The slave family accompanies the officials to bald their heads." As he spoke, he was worried: "Is it ugly?" ”

"What's that, it's very good-looking, definitely the best-looking ...... in the world" Wang Xian smiled: "Little nun." ”

"Officials love to make fun of slaves...... Gu Xiaolian twisted his body for a while, and then took out a ball of wig as if offering a treasure and said: "This is made with the hair of officials, and it is better than using someone else's after not pretending to be a monk." ”

"It's still a little pity and careful." Wang Xian buttoned the wig to his head, feeling very appropriate.

"The slave family also got one by himself." Gu Xiaolian also buttoned a wig on her head and said with a smile.

"Xian'er, is there any mine?" Song Zhongtian asked with a grimace.

"Nope." Gu Xiaolian glanced at him and said, "You can get it yourself"

"Who said that the girl is her father's little padded jacket......" Song Zhong sighed depressedly.

Cut the leftover buns from last night into slices and roast them on the fire until they are golden brown, and it is everyone's breakfast. After eating, everyone dressed as lamas left the waste brick kiln, swaggered down the mountain, and went in the direction of the county seat......

On the way to the county seat, from time to time, a team of heavily armed soldiers walked by, and there were fixed sentry posts, checking everyone who passed by, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Wutai County martial law is already a bit rì, the common people are timid and afraid, they are hiding at home, and they don't go out if they can, so in addition to the officers and soldiers on the avenue, there are few pedestrians in sight, and Wang Xian's group of lamas is particularly eye-catching.

Not long after they had walked on the avenue, a pair of officers and soldiers stopped them and interrogated them, "What are you doing?" ”

"We are lamas." General Song took off his fur hat and said with a bald head.

"Zhilu said that you are lamas" The officers and soldiers said in their hearts, isn't this nonsense, and said in a rough voice: "It's freezing this day, why are you carrying a person?" I don't know if it's martial law now."

"My nephew is suffering from a sudden illness," Song Zhong said anxiously: "We must go to the city to seek medical treatment, this heavy snow covers the mountain and the carriage is difficult to travel, we are carrying our hands from Wutai Mountain on our shoulders, you officials are doing well, lend us a carriage." Seeing that the other party looked incredulous, he said in a low voice: "It's okay to sell us one, otherwise my nephew will freeze to death if he can't get to the county seat."

Several officers and soldiers looked at each other, stretched out their hands and said, "Do you have a degree?" ”

"Bring it." Song Zhong hurriedly took out the yellow sè cover from his arms, handed it to the officers and soldiers, and said: "We are the great lamas of the Wutai Mountain Sala Temple, you have time to come to the incense, the incense in our temple is very effective." ”

"Ahem......" A small novice behind him coughed and complained: "Uncle Shi, if you don't say a few words, our Sèla Temple's face will be lost by you." ”

"You kid really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are," Song Zhong glared at him and said: "There are so many people in the whole temple, food, clothing and housing, so you can't spend money, and you don't make money, don't you all fall on those stupid ...... Oh no, on the faithful? ”

The officers and soldiers listened to it funny, and the general flag headed by the leader opened the degree and took a look, only to see a treasure banknote with a face value of 10,000 taels lying inside...... Although the depreciation of the treasure banknote is outrageous, this ninety percent new 10,000 taels of treasure banknote can still be exchanged for a dozen taels of silver. Zongqi smiled knowingly, put the treasure money in his sleeve, returned the degree to Song Zhong, and asked kindly, "Do you still want to buy a car?" ”

"Buy, of course." Song Zhong nodded vigorously and said, "How much?" ”

"For your sake, I will give you a cheaper price, fifty taels of silver." The general flag is read on the ten thousand taels of treasure money, and there is no lion opening his mouth...... In fact, the horizontal and vertical carts are all requisitioned, and the business without capital is how much is much?

"Fifty taels? What about grabbing money? Song Zhong's eyes widened.

"Love to want, don't roll" the general flag said.

"What about us renting it?" Song Jong-do.

"If you rent it, it's thirty taels." Zongqi thought about it.

"It's so dark......"

"Love to rent, not rent"

"Cheap and cheap......" Song Zhong opened the shelf, cut the price, and it was easy to talk about twenty taels, but he was still not satisfied...... was still pulled by the teachers and nephews behind him and said: "Uncle Shi, if you continue to rub it off, Senior Brother will pass away." Only then did he collect his troops, took out two ingots of silver from his arms, and said, "We don't care about sending them back to you." ”

"Whoever you are, you go with them," the general banner casually assigned a soldier, "and push the cart back when you get to the ground." ”

"Alas......" The soldier was extremely depressed, and said in his heart, why can't he think of me for good things?

The lamas, settling Zhang Wu into the cart, covered the quilt, the general flag watched from the side, saw Zhang Wu was discouraged, delirious, really very sick, casually asked: "What disease does he have?"

"Do you still need to see it if you know the Dao?" Song Zhong sighed and said: "He is very sick, he didn't recognize his six relatives when he started the illness, he tore and bitten, and when he didn't get sick, he was so faint...... "RU!."