Ghost Shelter System

Yang Shen has children? !

And now, you have grandchildren?

Not only Qin Kun, but also Wang Qian couldn't accept it. He had never heard his master say this before.

Inside the club, a 30-year-old non-mainstream man walked out, rubbing his head. He wore tights, a row of earrings, and his hair was dyed golden, with cockscombs. The non-mainstream man came over and put his arm around Li Chong's shoulders with a playful smile.

"Brother Shanwang! Who are these people? Your friends?"

This non-mainstream person has a shiny face and unshaven beard, and he has the feeling of "killing Matt if you love him". Qin Kun was stunned, who is this guy?

Li Chong shook the hand off his shoulder with great disgust and slapped him on the back of the head: "Get out! I say it again, don't hang around in front of me."

The non-mainstream person said aggrievedly: "No, Brother Shanwang, I sincerely worship you as my teacher and learn how to fight with you. The management rights of my barber shop have been transferred to you. After all, we are also partners, right?"

Li Chong kicked the non-mainstream with a knee, sending the non-mainstream flying into the air, and then struck with a splitting elbow, causing the non-mainstream to fall directly to the ground.

Qin Kun clearly saw that with two real attacks, Li Chong dealt a cruel blow, which was more than enough to cripple an ordinary person, but the non-mainstream just fell to the ground and groaned, and was slowly getting up. This resistance to blows is quite strong!

"Isn't this person Yang Shen's grandson?" Qin Kun asked.

Li Chong nodded: "The grandson of the previous generation who accompanied Tengu, Yang Yingjie."

Li Chong touched his stubble and seemed to feel that the act of introducing this person was very stupid. He glanced at this inhumane guy with disgust, then turned to look at Qin Kun and others: "You didn't expect it, did you? "

I never expected that this guy who is neither a human nor a ghost would be Yang Shen’s grandson. Damn it.

The non-mainstream person on the ground immediately stood up and wiped away the nosebleed enthusiastically: "Hello, my name is Jamie, you can call me 'Teacher Jamie', No. 1 in the hairdressing industry in Huangpu District! Do you also know my grandfather?"

The non-mainstream expression is extremely curious.

Six months ago, this barber shop, originally called ‘Jamie’s Fashion Styling’, was not operating well and was facing closure.

At that time, Yang Yingjie had no money except the land deed here.

This land was left by Yang Shen. He said that there was something wrong with the land and he absolutely couldn't sell it! It cannot be rented to others.

Yang Yingjie still had some conscience and did not violate his last wish. He guarded this piece of golden land and gritted his teeth to hold on, drinking from the northwest wind for half a year.

Until two months ago, he was so poor that he was ready to change his career to become a duck. Unexpectedly, a group of people, said to be Yang Shen's former friends, suddenly came to help him.

The people who came drove a police car and said they wanted to rent this place. Yang Yingjie obstructed him in every possible way, even using force. In the end, he was beaten into a pig's head by a drunkard and a flowery shirt, and was forced to rent to them.

At that time, it was Nie Huzi and Li Chong who beat Yang Yingjie violently. They rented this place forcibly. Li Chong did not pay the rent, but they agreed to share profits and dividends. Yang Yingjie was so poor that he had no choice but to make an exception.

After more than a month of renovation, the original ‘Jamie Fashion Style’ was transformed into a cutting-edge club, which surprised him.

"Teacher Jamie?"

The non-mainstream lips were all painted purple. Qin Kun shook his eyes and reached out to hold his hand: "Nice to meet you. My name is Qin Kun."

The non-mainstream's palms were very cold, Yang Yingjie chuckled and said, "Nice to meet you."

Wang Qian also stretched out his hand to shake it: "Hello, Wang Qian."

Yang Yingjie shook hands with the two and was very excited: "Brothers, it's our first time meeting you. I don't have money to treat you to dinner now, so how about I give you a look?"

Styling?

Let me go, this guy’s way of thinking is quite unique. Who would start getting haircuts as soon as we meet him?

Wang Qian took a step back naturally. Seeing that Qin Kun didn't respond, he said with a smile on his fat face: "Haha, Teacher Jamie, please give this friend of mine some practice."

"Okay! I'm going to prepare the tools now."

Qin Kun turned around and found that Wang Qian had made the right decision and sold it to him.

Yang Yingjie was so enthusiastic that Qin Kun didn't have the nerve to stop him and whispered: "Fat man, I'll fuck you! Why don't you get a haircut?"

"Qin Heigou, I have pure yang fetal hair and cannot be cut! Teacher Jamie is so enthusiastic, and he is the grandson of Yang Shen, the previous generation's companion, so I have to give him some face," Wang Qian said with a serious face.

Finished

Qin Kun's eyes were bleak. It wasn't that he looked down on non-mainstream people, it was just that his barber shop had closed down. How could his skills be any better?

"Sanwang, how is this guy's craftsmanship?"

Seeing that Qin Kun still had illusions, Li Chong couldn't bear to be hit. He lit a cigarette and said quietly: "It's not bad. I gave Nie Yuxuan a haircut. He was beaten by Nie Yuxuan and he didn't get out of bed for three days."

Qin Kun: ""

A rough guy like Nie Huzi, whose haircut costs less than 5 yuan, can't bear it. How bad is that?

“Are there no other stylists?”

"Yes, but you have to give him some face." Li Chong gloated when he saw Qin Kun's defeat.

Qin Kun washed his hair and was pressed onto the seat.

It has to be said that Yang Yingjie's eyes are still in place, his eyes are sad, and he is constantly making gestures with his comb, as if he has already drawn up the outline of this fashionable look in his mind.

Then, start using the scissors.

Brushing, swiping, scissors are neat and crisp, he is dubbing himself.

Qin Kun swore that his skills were not as good as the old barbers in their town. As soon as he cut, the hair was pulled out without breaking. Qin Kun grimaced in pain when his hair was pinched.

Qin Kun couldn't help it when his hair was caught for the third time.

"Teacher Jamie, you are pulling out your hair. If you pull it out again, I will become bald."

Qin Kun never realized that he had such a good temper. To be honest, if ordinary barbers could cut him like this, this shop would have disappeared long ago.

"Brother Qin, please bear with me, my skills are rusty recently and my tools are not easy to use." Yang Yingjie rolled his eyes, obviously not wanting to give up.

"Then how about changing to a more useful tool?"

Except for clipping his hair, Yang Yingjie's basic styling skills were acceptable. Qin Kun didn't want to ruin the other person's face and took a step back.

"No, it's not available here! My craftsmanship was passed down from my grandfather! The one he used back then was an old-fashioned razor."

"The old-fashioned razor is for shaving bald heads!"

Yang Yingjie waved his hand: "Brother Qin is ignorant. I, Teacher Jamie, am best at single-handedly styling."

After Yang Yingjie finished speaking, he was stunned to find that Qin Kun had conjured an old-fashioned razor out of nowhere.

"Is this okay for you to watch?"

What Qin Kun is holding is the magic weapon Seizing Karma Sword!

Qin Kun smiled half-heartedly: "Is this knife okay?"

Yang Yingjie nodded.

"Why don't you take it? If you have the ability, take it."

Yang Yingjie suddenly said something out of nowhere: "Can you tell?"

Qin Kun said: "Of course, I have clairvoyance."

Yang Yingjie did not dare to take the handle of the knife, and was silent for a long time before speaking: "I can kill Buddhas and immortals with one hand, and mountain ghosts devote themselves to accompany Jiutian. Wuwei Mountain, Yang Yingjie, I have met all of you."

The hand is "five", and the mountain ghost committee is "wei". This sentence is exactly the incision of the rivers and lakes of Wuwei Mountain among the nine places!

"From Wuwei Mountain?"

"What, it's from Wuwei Mountain?!"

Li Chong and Wang Qian thought it was incredible. Ever since a major incident occurred in Wuwei Mountain, the number of disciples has declined. Why are there still disciples now?

Qin Kun sat upright and said calmly: "I've seen it a long time ago. You are a pure yin ghost, and you have no blood relationship with Yang Shen. Your father is the Wuwei Ghost King, right?"

Yang Yingjie smiled slightly, shook his head, and suddenly took a deep breath: "Actually, I am the Five-Wei Ghost King."