"You are stupid, don't work hard, and follow people to learn feudal superstitions." Dad said.

"Dad, if others say that this is feudal superstition, I can still understand it, but you have seen these things with your own eyes, and you have benefited from Uncle Liao."

The father sighed and said earnestly: "Skewers, I understand your thoughts, child, I feel curious when I see Uncle Liao's magical methods, but people live in this world to rely on craftsmanship to eat uprightly, you can't shave people's heads, faces, and feng shui in the future, what kind of system is this?" ”

I can also understand Dad's feelings, our family has eight generations of poor peasants, the older generation would rather die in the field, you let him go out to do business to make money, he thinks this is called crooked and heretical, Dad can do business is already the bottom line of the family, as for the line I want to enter, in their opinion, the fake one is called feudal superstition, and the real one is called demons and monsters, in short, I will not agree to it anyway.

At that time, my father had already made a lot of money, bought a house in Lingquan City, and after renovating it, he was ready to move there after the Chinese New Year, and their hope was that I would get a better job in the city in the future, and become a city person, instead of being a craftsman in the village with a shaved pubic head.

Of course, I couldn't screw my family, and to my surprise, Uncle Liao didn't get the news until the day of the move, he just smiled and said "Ao", but I obviously saw that his expression was extremely disappointed, and before leaving, I went to his house and whispered: "Uncle Liao, I will come back to see you often." ”

He smiled: "Silly boy, you are also an adult, work hard in the future, marry a daughter-in-law, life will get better and better, don't always worry about Uncle Liao, work and study are the first." ”

I feel from the bottom of my heart that my family has abandoned Uncle Liao, even if they want to live a good life, they can't be so ruthless and unrighteous, so I feel very sad.

After moving out of Matou Village, I did come back a few times, wanting to see Uncle Liao, but every time it was not a coincidence, he was not there, and called him, he couldn't say a few words on the phone, a year or two later, I was really estranged from Uncle Liao, plus during that time I met the first girlfriend in my life, and my parents who were busy in love could forget, not to mention Uncle Liao.

On the day I received the call from my mother, I was undergoing the assessment in the factory, because the factory was going to promote a deputy director of the production department, and I had great hopes, but after receiving the call, I gave up the assessment and took a taxi directly to Matou Village.

On the phone, my mother told me that Uncle Liao was not a person, and he wanted to see me.

When I saw Uncle Liao again, he just gave people a haircut, I thought he was missing me and coaxed me back in this way, but looking at his face, I knew that he was really bad.

Uncle Liao's face is like gold paper, thin and almost out of shape, his eyes are dry and unfocused, although he is holding on to give people a haircut and chatting, but he is short of breath and sweating like rain, seeing me, he motioned for me to sit down, and continued to give people a haircut before sitting opposite me and said: "Skewers, I haven't seen you for more than three years, you are taller, and you are mature." ”

My heart hurt like a pinprick: "Uncle Liao, I came back to see you a few times, but every time you are not there......"

He smiled: "I know, I know that you are thinking about Uncle Liao, as long as you are doing well, I will be at ease." ”

With tears in my eyes, I said, "Uncle Liao, let's stop holding on, can we go to the hospital to see a doctor?" Don't worry about no one taking care of you, I ......"

"Don't be stupid child, can people like me still not know what is wrong with me? It's hopeless, it's full of cancer cells, and it's spread a long time ago. ”

"Uncle Liao, I, I'm ......" I really wanted to cry out loud and slap myself a few big mouths, I knew that I should have taken him to my side.

"Don't be sad, people will always die, is it possible that Uncle Liao wants to be an old goblin?" After that, he smiled and got up and said, "Skewers, I don't have anything left for you, the money has been donated to the village to build a school, so let's shave your head and make a fortune." ”

"But your body ......"

"It's okay, I still have the strength to shave your head."

"But before you said that the luck path should not be intercepted?"

"Yes, when you are ignorant, you want to obtain benefits by improper means, which is called interception, but now your career is developing very well, and you are willing to support yourself, I will shave your head to make a fortune is to ask for luck, don't think about it, how can Uncle Liao harm you."

Hearing him say this, how dare I refute, after sitting on the chair, he took a clean white cloth and put it on me and said: "I've always wanted to pass on the craft to you, it seems that there is no chance, today anyway, our two are fine, I'll tell you about the craft of shaving your head, otherwise you really have to take it underground." ”

I tried not to let myself cry and said, "Uncle Liao, you say, I'll listen." ”

"The ancestors of the world's categories said that there are three hundred and sixty lines, but no matter how many lines are out of thirteen categories, that is, the idiom says that there are all kinds of things, and our head shaver is one line of eight stroke doors."

"The shaving craftsman is divided into two ways, the sharp road is the person who specializes in taking care of the hair for a living, in the past, he walked the streets and alleys with the burden of shaving his head to find business, and now he is the master in the barber shop. And I belong to the fishy road. ”

"Originally, the craftsman of the fishy way did not give people haircuts, but executioners, and the punishment was called the punishment of the haircut, also called the punishment of cutting the hair. This hair cutting is not as simple as cutting off the hair, the punishment is actually a means of cutting off people's pubic hair. ”

"Pubic hair? What is it? I wondered.

"Human hair occurs in the essence of blood, yin hair is the essence of blood in the human body, the punishment can block the growth of essence and blood, the ancients in order to highlight the identity, high-ranking officials erect crowns, scholars erect scarves, these are all need to grow long hair, and after the punishment of human hair does not grow, become bald, there is no wig available in ancient times, go out to see people bald head at a glance to know that it is a faceless sinner."

"Therefore, the executioner must know the art of Qimen, during the Three Kingdoms period, a criminal officer of Wei called Song Yu wrote a book of his experience in execution for many years, "The Legend of the Hidden Crown", which is the method of execution, and when he arrives, it is not only to prevent the regrowth of people's hair, but also to close people's fertility and prevent people's luck, in short, some of these methods are appalling."

Hearing this, I even forgot that Uncle Liao was seriously ill, and said in surprise: "So shaving your head is almost the same as going to Gu?" ”

"Gu worms still need to be raised, and no matter how clever the means of Gu are, there are traces to follow. But the punishment only needs a knife to unknowingly make you a ghost or an immortal, which is both magical and unprovoked and terrifying, so don't offend the head shaver, especially the head shaver who still walks the rivers and lakes with a stall today. ”

I never dreamed that a profession that I could see almost every day actually hid such a deep insider, and it is no wonder that Uncle Liao can have such a magical method, it turns out that he is a person in the "fishy road".

When I think of this, I secretly regret that such a delicate craft has been lost.

After a busy moment, my head was cleaned up, and Uncle Liao untied his apron and said, "Come down." ”

I said, "Uncle Liao, why didn't you shave my head this time?" ”

"He's on a low trajectory and you're on the rise, so you don't have to start all over again." After that, the master slowly sat down in the chair, opened a wooden box with shoulder straps in front of him, which was full of things for shaving hair, and took out an ancient book bound in thread from it and said to me, "Skewers, these things are given to you, and it can be regarded as a thought." ”

It's strange to say, after Uncle Liao shaved my "fortune head", my brain suddenly became clear, and the originally low mood instantly became high, and the sadness in my heart also came to naught, but Uncle Liao was seriously ill, and I didn't dare to show too much excitement, so I glanced at the cover, which read "Fengmen thaumaturgy" in ancient characters.

I was secretly curious about the contents, and I wanted to open it to take a look, but I heard a commotion, I secretly said that it was not good, and I turned around to see that Uncle Liao had collapsed to the ground, I quickly stepped forward to help him up and said, "Uncle Liao, what's wrong with you, you?" ”

His face turned yellow, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he said in an extremely weak voice: "Child, the quality of the art of shaving your head only depends on people, not on art, and we can't let the things of our ancestors be wiped out." With that, his head tilted and he lost his breath.

I suddenly felt breathless, my vision became blurred, I couldn't hear anything in my ears except the buzzing sound, and the great sorrow suppressed in my heart burst out like a flood bursting the embankment.

In my heart, Uncle Liao is almost no different from my father, he is one of the closest people to me, until this moment I don't know how deep my feelings for him are, but it's too late, I have no chance to be filial to my savior, the person I respect.

I cried silently for a long time, but the sadness did not disappear for a moment.

After that, please ask Lang to conclude that Uncle Liao has died, and then set up a mourning hall, all of which was done by my father, and what I have to do is to guard the spirit of Uncle Liao, because he has no heirs, and in my mind he and my father are undoubted, I did not fulfill my filial piety before my death, and it is natural to guard the seven-day mourning hall for him after death, and the family did not say much.