Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

Standing at the door was an old woman with a stooped body.

The skin on her face was extremely loose, and there were hollow eye sockets under her eyes.

His withered hands were holding crutches, and his feet were soaked in black liquid.

"Old lady, I hate unauthentic stores the most!"

Feng Atui's four eyes swept across the three people present coldly, and finally stopped on Jiang Ye's smiling face.

He snorted coldly and stamped his cane vigorously.

"I want to complain against you! Complain against you!"

Jiang Ye smiled and turned sideways, "It's already here, let's sit down and take a rest."

Feng Atui walked to the barber's chair unhurriedly and sat down.

The black liquid at his feet also moved forward. When he passed the short-haired man, he reached out and poked his trousers.

The latter was startled, but did not dare to move.

Looking at the trousers again, there was only a piece of black mud left on them.

the other side,

Jiang Ye came behind the barber chair and looked at the customer in the mirror.

Her long hair was so thick and fluffy that it almost enveloped the entire ghost.

He smoothed it casually and found it was a little knotted.

It's also a bit frizzy and prone to static electricity.

"Guest, you have so much hair. Do you want a hair style?"

Feng Atui's critical eyes scanned the walls of the store.

There were many pictures of hairstyles posted on the wall, but she didn't like any of them.

She curled her lips and her voice was hoarse and unpleasant:

"Your hairstyle is too backward. It's even worse than that of an old woman like me."

"Just wash it and make it softer for me."

She said disgustedly, grabbing the hair on her hand, "It's a mess, it's a big trouble."

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, "Then let me wash your hair first, trim it, and then straighten it."

"You're here, do you want to dye your hair?" he asked.

Feng Atui had no such idea at first, but after being asked, she subconsciously thought about it.

Yes, it’s coming...

Jiang Ye continued: "Which style do you want? Gentle or dazzling?"

Feng Atui blurted out: "Dazzling! It's best to be blinding!"

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

After obtaining the guest's consent, Jiang Ye turned his head and shouted inside:

"Sister Su Li, prepare hot water and towels."

"Ah? I'll go right away."

In the corner, Su Li stared blankly.

Hearing Jiang Ye's voice, he subconsciously walked to the barber's room.

When turning around,

My steps were still a little weak, and I almost tripped over debris.

As a woman, she is most familiar with the routines of barbershops.

I never imagined that one day I would see these routines used on the ghost old lady.

The scene was too fantasy, too unreal.

the other side,

The short-haired man stood guard at the door of the store, his heart in his throat.

While being wary of the old woman, he was also paying attention to the street outside.

Afraid of being suddenly attacked by ghosts.

However, nothing happened until Jiang Ye came out after washing the old woman's hair.

The ghost outside the store didn't get too close, and the old woman didn't take action.

It's just during the hair washing period,

The old woman kept her mouth open and complained loudly.

"Your store has been here for too long and will be eliminated sooner or later."

"Little human, you are so young, maybe I will turn you into noodles."

"Old lady, I'm very familiar with the street office. There's no chance of a report being unsuccessful..."

Jiang Ye didn't say anything, just smiled appropriately.

As he squeezed out the shampoo, he massaged his scalp with gentle and moderate techniques.

Feng Atui's complaints gradually became less and less, and her eyes were half-squinted.

A very comfortable look.

[Talent tip: Successfully complete a hair wash. Proficiency +10, career points +10.】

……

I don’t know what the potion in the store is made of. After using it, there is a refreshing fragrance of plants.

Smells pretty good.

Jiang Ye took out the softening potion and began to apply it a centimeter or two away from the root of the hair.

After applying the potion, there is a period of waiting.

The haircut process in the horror world is somewhat different.

The effects of potions also vary.

During the softening process, Jiang Ye looked at it several times and measured the degree of softening.

Feng Atui was sitting in her seat, her head moving little by little, and she started to snore.

The short-haired man stood at the door, his nerves tense.

His fists were clenched and unclenched several times.

"Okay, let's go wash it off with some potion."

Jiang Ye woke up the guest and entered the shampoo room again.

After coming out, I started blow-drying my hair.

After drying, Jiang Ye picked up the splint Su Li had prepared.

"We're starting to straighten it now. If you feel any discomfort, just tell me," he reminded.

Feng Atui responded indifferently, and she glanced at the sky outside.

"Old lady, I have something to do later, so don't leave any traces."

Jiang Ye: "Okay."

There are also particularities to pulling your hair.

When straightening, pull from bottom to top, layer by layer.

Moreover, the angles and speeds adopted by different parts are also different.

If you do it slowly, it will easily damage the hair quality; if you do it too quickly, it will make it difficult to shape the hair.

Jiang Ye's wrists flew with skillful and quick movements.

It seems that he has practiced it countless times, and he looks like an expert at first glance.

Su Li was stunned.

The short-haired man was obviously a little distracted.

Looking at Jiang Ye's expression, he went from angry, shocked, and confused at the beginning to complicated now.

This guy……

Could it be that he just awakened his talent as a barber?

Is it such a coincidence?

However, if this is not the case, how can we explain the scene before us?

……

The days in this copy are not long.

Jiang Ye had calculated before that the day lasted for about eight hours, and then there was a sixteen-hour night.

Fortunately, the potions Tony left behind were quite effective.

As the sky gradually turned dark and Feng Atui began to urge, Jiang Ye dropped the last scissor.

Put away the scissors before the falling strands of hair hit the ground.

"knock off!"

He patted the broken hair off the guest's shoulders and simply arranged his hair.

Jiang Ye looked at the mirror: "Guest, are you satisfied?"

Throughout the entire process, Feng Atui was always concerned about the weather outside.

During the haircut process, the long hair covers the eyes from time to time.

She didn't pay attention either.

Hearing the sound at this time, she retracted her gaze and fell on the half-length mirror in front of her.

After seeing the scene inside clearly, the two remaining eyes flickered.

Dazzling!

So sparkly!

In the mirror, the frizzy hair is gone.

Instead, she had long, smooth hair that was dyed several colors.

Blue, yellow, orange, purple, orange...

At first glance, it looks like the colorful paint tray has been knocked over.

But it's not chaotic, more like a colorful oil painting.

People can't help but think of the sunset.

Extremely Beautiful.

It made that face seem young and dreamy.

Feng Acui raised her dry hand and touched it. It was very smooth.

How to describe it?

The silk... was as smooth as the finest silk she had ever seen.

Her hair is natural, grows quickly, and tends to become frizzy.

In the past, no matter what style I tried, I couldn't completely cover up its frizzy characteristics.

When she was little, her father always pulled her hair and scolded her.

After getting married, she was often ridiculed because of her hair.

In most of her life, her hair was so silky for the first time.

Too beautiful to be true.

……