In fact, Wang Ling felt that he was really not a person who picked the door...... Spending money should be used where it should be spent, and not a penny should be wasted where it should not be spent, which is the concept of consumption economy established by Wang Ling from childhood to adulthood under the guidance of Wang's parents and mothers. A haircut is just a trivial matter, and Wang Ling is more willing to spend the money on the haircut in comparison.

Recently, he heard that the little raccoon has a new flavor, and he heard that it is a mustard flavor of banlan root, and Wang Ling plans to buy a pack and try it. If you can save the money for this haircut, you can buy several more packs!

In the barber shop, after a silence, the apprentice brother named by Wang Ling showed an expression of disbelief, and turned to Wang Ling and bowed solemnly: "Thank you for trusting me!" I will definitely try my best! ”

Wang Ling nodded indifferently, and then found a place to sit down.

Everyone around also looked at Wang Ling with all kinds of strange eyes...... Because the apprentice barber is actually a very scary existence. It's no less terrifying than a new nurse trainee in a hospital, the only difference is that one person sticks needles in your skin and the other breaks ground on your scalp.

Probably, only Wang Ling can have the courage to do this......

This should be the first time this apprentice brother has given a guest a haircut, the little brother is holding an electric razor in his hand, and a few drops of cold sweat are dripping from the corners of his eyebrows, just like the little sister who is not deeply involved in the world is about to contribute her first time, looking a little nervous: "I...... I'm going to get started. ”

It's just an inch, as long as the two sides and the back are pushed clean...... It's not that hard!

The apprentice brother comforted himself, but when the electric razor was attached to Wang Ling's scalp, the little brother's hands trembled!

In an instant, the back of Wang Ling's head was shaved bald......

Little brother: "......"

Boss: "......"

Wang Ling touched his bald scalp and shook his head. Then the hair there actually grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon grew from Wu Ke to a Saiyan......

The boss and his friends were stunned: "......"!? And this kind of operation?

In about an hour, Wang Ling walked out of the barbershop smoothly.

The boss grabbed Wang Ling: "Don't go!" ”

Then, Wang Ling saw the boss take out two hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and stuff it into Wang Ling's hand.

Wang Ling: "??? ”

The boss pointed behind him, the ground was full of hair, and looked at Wang Ling with a grateful face: "Thank you for the hair provided by the real person for my store...... The hair quality of the immortal is so good that it can be made into a high-end wig set! These 200 yuan is the price of hair, I hope that real people will come often in the future! ”

Wang Ling: "......"

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Wang Ling went home with a haircut, his pocket was full of crispy noodles sold at half price in the supermarket, and this time he shaved his head and picked up 200 yuan for nothing, so that Wang Ling's crispy noodles inventory was replenished to a certain extent.

When he got home, Wang Ling found that there were many people in the house today.

Tuo Lei Zhenjun and Song Qingshu were waiting in the living room, and the old man politely served a bowl of mung bean soup to each of them. In the summer, the elderly have the habit of boiling mung bean soup to defeat the fire, and Mr. Wang's mung bean soup was still a star dish in the restaurant when he was young. It's a limited supply every day, and a bowl is hard to find......

But it's a pity that these two don't know how to cherish and don't know how to be grateful. I stared at this bowl of mung bean soup and began to wonder what the mung beans in it meant, and in just a while, I could even count how many mung beans were in the bowl.

Song Qingshu actually didn't have this problem before, but after following Diolei Zhenjun for a few days, he was taken away like this......

"Brother Ling!" Seeing Wang Ling appear, Di Lei politely hugged his fists, and Song Qingshu on the side also stood up and saluted, with a mouthful of Ling Zhenren.

The old man doesn't care about Wang Ling's affairs, he still has to follow the drama! Seeing that Wang Ling was coming, he hurriedly waved his hand and said to the two: "What's inside...... There is still in the mung bean soup pot, if it is not enough to serve it again, you can talk first. ”

"Okay, thank you senior!" Dou Lei Zhenjun nodded sharply.

At the same time, he pondered in his heart: Later, he must come out with mung bean soup and take it home, and carefully study the mystery in this soup! Maybe after drinking this soup, you can hope to enter the refining void!

Wang Ling: "......"

Back to the topic, Di Lei Zhenjun sat on the sofa, looked at Wang Ling and said, "Brother Ling, I came to you this time because I have good news to tell you!" This time, thanks to Xiao Song, the stone ghost noodle maker has already been found! ”

Song Qingshu echoed: "I just provided a little clue, thanks to the predecessor of Doulei Zhenjun and the black senior, it was they who located the location according to the clues. ”

Hearing this, Wang Ling nodded. Song Qingshu still fulfilled his promise in the end and did not break his promise. And if you can find the maker of the stone ghost face, then it means that soon, the matter of the stone ghost face will come to an end. As for the Membrane Immortal Castle, which is trying to use the stone ghost face to rise secretly, its conspiracy will also be completely shattered.

Of course, this is the ideal situation.

In fact, Wang Ling was also curious about the identity of the mask-maker.

"According to the positioning given to me by Xiao Hei, the maker is actually not far from here." Tuo Lei Zhenjun opened the positioning message sent by Xiao Hei, which clearly marked the displacement distance between the two points, a total of 800 kilometers.

This is something that an ordinary monk can reach in twenty minutes by stepping on a flying sword.

Wang Ling looked at the coordinates of the little black hair with his chin, and slowly frowned, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this place was a little familiar......

"Rest assured, this place was found by Xiao Hei after repeated calculations and verification, combined with my great mana, and there will be absolutely no mistake!" Trei Zhenjun swore an oath.

However, Wang Ling always had a bad premonition, and his eyelids began to jump again.

One-star disaster warning, I don't know what will happen......

Wang Ling asked Di Lei Zhenjun and Song Qingshu to put their hands on their shoulders, and then with a "sass", the three of them teleported in the direction of the coordinates at the same time......

Immediately after, a somewhat old-fashioned-looking restaurant appeared on a ramshackle surface.

Looking at the huge plaque hanging at the door of the restaurant, Wang Ling fell into deep thought...... it! Why is this place?

Could it be that the owner of this shop used to be an alchemist? From refiner to cook...... Wang Ling thinks this is even more exaggerated than the cross-border singer!

Tuo Lei Zhenjun looked at Wang Ling's long-lost facial paralysis and a little more convulsive expression, and couldn't help but be a little curious: "Brother Ling, it seems that you have been here?" ”

The melodious singing in the store has already followed: it is the person I love day and night......

Wang Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Life, sure enough, Tama is a circle!