Chapter 98 The Baby Cried in the Barbershop (2/2)

There was also a popular story on the net about a man who entered a barbershop and said only one sentence: “No dye, nor perm, cut it short, no more talking from now on.”

Uncle Ma was still rambling: “He charges really high prices as a barber, and he’s a cheater! It’s hopeless.”

I told him it was not like that; everybody now wanted to earn money. He didn’t need the Yin and Yang Tattoo, and it was only a matter of perspective.

“Go and see and you will know whether it’s a matter of perspective or not.” Uncle Ma took my hands and started dragging me away to see his son.

Well, might as well follow him. I had to do so for the sake of an elder.

Feng Chunsheng drove the car to Ma Xiaoguo’s barber shop.

On the way, I called Chen Sanli and asked him whether there were other methods besides giving his own life to the weasel in that ghost house.

But… Chen Sanli just hung up on me.

That pissed me off. Maybe he ran off because he was afraid to die?

If Chen Sanli left, wouldn’t Brother Yu and I be killed in that ghost house?

I became nervous, but I didn’t have any solutions at all just then. I had to send a message to Da Niu, asking him to check for me whether Chen Sanli booked any plane or train tickets.

I could understand if Chen Sanli feared death; we could find other ways together… But it was such bullshit when he just left without notice.

I tried my best to keep calm and wanted to concentrate on helping Uncle Ma with his matters.

However, even though I tried to keep calm, I still felt very impatient and I could feel my skin tingling all the time. My god, Chen Sanli, how could you leave without a word?

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When we arrived at Ma Xiaoguo’s barber shop, I suppressed my negative emotions about Chen Sanli and followed Feng Chunsheng and Uncle Ma to the shop.

It was a big barber shop with an area of at least one hundred and fifty square meters. There were eight barbers working in turns, and Ma Xiaoguo was also there, shaving a customer.

“Ma Xiaoguo!” Uncle Ma called out.

Ma Xiaoguo turned his face, cast his eyes on him, and said coldly: “Don’t call me Ma Xiaoguo, it’s not fashionable at all… Just call me Teacher Seven.”

“Se Wen?” Uncle Ma didn’t understand English at all.

Ma Xiaoguo made an exasperated sound and repeated three times: “Teacher Seven, Seven, Seven.”

Uncle Ma didn’t want to speak to him too much. He pointed at me and said: “This is the Yin and Yang Tattoo master. He will give you a tattoo that will make you feel calm. You always want money… Well, hurry up.”

“How can I be quick right now? I’m with a customer.” Ma Xiaoguo ignored Uncle Ma and continued with his shaving.

Even an upright official would find it hard to settle a family dispute. Well, Feng Chunsheng and I got bored and wandered around in the shop.

While I was wandering, I felt something unusual. It seemed there was a great evil in this shop.

Feng Chunsheng and I have been going to the ghost house often lately and we became very sensitive to this.

Feng Chunsheng also told me: “You’re right, there is indeed a great evil in here.”

He said a lot of Yang gathered on the head; it was the place where Yang was most abundant. However, there was also Yin, and the hair was the place where a lot of Yin gathered.

He also said that there were many evil magic tools made of hairs.

It was normal to feel a strong sense of Yin in a barbershop.

“I see.” I got inspired when Feng Chunsheng explained it like that. Then we walked around some more. Inside the barbershop, I saw a door with a bronze lock on it.

It was a very old lock, seemingly from ancient times.

Then I heard a baby crying.

“Wah… Wah!”

I grabbed Feng Chunsheng and said covertly: “There is a baby crying inside.”

“A crying baby? Are you crazy? Why can’t I hear it?” Feng Chunsheng shrugged.

I thought I had misheard, so I listened carefully again, but there really was a baby crying in there.

It was indistinct, but I could really hear it.

Feng Chunsheng listened again, then he shook his head and said he couldn’t hear it at all.

Then he said to me: “I know the reason… You have a fully Yin soul and were born sensitive to Yin. That’s why you can hear what we cannot.”

When he said thia, he looked at Uncle Ma’s son, Ma Xiaoguo, carefully, then said to me: “Well… there is indeed something wrong with Ma Xiaoguo.”