There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 57 The Eight Precepts of Buddhism

One of the most difficult things in this world is to sell combs to monks.

Of course, the second most difficult thing is probably to let the monk grow out his hair?

After all—hair grows so slowly.

"How can I make Shiran, no, Duan Wu, how can I make Duan Wu grow hair?" Xue Ling asked curiously.

No matter how strong the martial arts are, there is no way for a monk to grow black hair overnight.

"You can't guess?" He Ping asked quietly.

Xue Ling shook her head: "I really can't guess."

No matter how strong the secret recipe for hair growth is, it is not as strong as this.

He Ping looked at Fang Bie, and then said, "If I heard correctly just now, you promised Kong Wu that you would take good care of this Dragon Boat Festival friend?"

Why do we have to look at each other?Xue Ling couldn't guess, but Xue Ling nodded honestly: "Yes, I promised."

And they are still brothers and sisters.

"That's easy to talk about." He Ping tilted her head and smiled, "Come, have a cup of tea."

Xue Ling was a little scared.

But she still stepped forward, picked up a cup of hot tea, sipped it and drank it.

He Ping's tea making skills are also very good, which surprised Xue Ling a little.

"Your hair, divide him in half." While Xue Ling was drinking tea, He Ping said flatly.

The teacup in Xue Ling's hand came out instantly, and just as it was about to fall to the ground and shattered, Fang Bie stretched out a foot to catch the teacup, and then lifted it lightly, and the teacup flew back to the table lightly.

The boy's voice was gloating: "Look, I said it's troublesome, isn't it?"

……

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Turning Shiran into a Dragon Boat Festival, of course, cannot be solved simply by a wig.

Even if the manufacturer of the wig has been appointed to Xue Ling.

Yes, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

Although Xue Ling is not the ultimate long-hair control, she has kept her hair for 17 years, but she has never cut it.

In any case, it is also a handful of black silk. Xue Ling never dreamed that her hair would be given to a monk one day.

Yes, since meeting Fang Bie, there have been too many things that I never dreamed of.

"Hey, life is like a box of chocolates." Fang Bie sighed leisurely:

"You never know what the next one will taste like."

"What is chocolate?" Xue Ling was already in grief and indignation, but what did she say?

The X I made an appointment with, with tears in my eyes, wants to...

After all, it is Xue Ling's next task, and in all fairness, compared to throwing Shi Ran, no, Duan Wu out, then donating half of her hair to transform Duan Wu into a normal teenager is quite competitive?

Xue Ling thought about it seriously.

After all, life has become so difficult that he can only accept him.

"Chocolate is a delicious candy." Fang Bie said lightly: "If there is a chance, I will take you to eat some."

"Anyway." Fang Bie looked at He Ping: "Having hair is not enough."

"What do you mean hair is not enough?" Xue Ling went crazy.

So what is enough?I have already made such a big sacrifice.

"Yes, just hair is not enough." He Ping said: "We are temporarily unable to confirm the state of waking up at the Dragon Boat Festival, but let's calculate according to the worst state."

"He was poisoned, and he was hit head-on with a full-strength blow by Heitian Demon Kungfu. Originally, he was sure to die, but he got relics to reshape his body. However, as Kong Wu said, his memory and consciousness will be destroyed. Battered, it's hard to say what state he woke up in."

"In short, we want him to try to believe that he is the Dragon Boat Festival."

"In short, it's like a gourd baby, right?" Fang Bie said thoughtfully.

"Gourd baby?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie.

"Yes, gourd baby, the seven gourd brothers, there is a seventh baby, very powerful, who was taken away by the scorpion spirit and snake spirit before he was born, and then soaked in black water to make him recognize himself as a parent and help him beat his brother. "Fang Bie explained seriously.

Xue Ling seemed to understand but half understood.

But it doesn't always feel like a good metaphor.

"In short, after waking up at the Dragon Boat Festival, we have to reform him in all aspects." Fang Bie decisively ended the topic of the calabash doll and seven dolls, "such as dressing, eating and eating habits, as well as his speech including the martial arts he has practiced. Famen."

Fang Bie patted Xue Ling's shoulder heavily: "Miss Snake Spirit, I will entrust you with all the difficult tasks."

Xue Ling suddenly wondered why she brought Shiran back.

Isn't Kong Wu afraid that Shi Ran will escape into the magic way?

So isn't Shiran now fleeing into the magic way?

And it seems that I am about to become the pusher.

Although Xue Ling understands the truth, Shi Ran can't let others know that she is with her, otherwise she will be in trouble, so she has to pretend.

But is it too much to bear the burden of humiliation?

"For example?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie with a pitiful tone.

"For example, there are eight precepts in Buddhism?" Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and recited them like Guankou: "One precepts against killing, two precepts against stealing, three precepts against adultery, four precepts against lying, five precepts against drinking alcohol, six precepts against fragrant flowers, seven precepts against Abstain from sitting and lying on high and spacious beds, and eight precepts from eating at irregular times."

"Look, if you refrain from killing, the chickens, ducks, and geese in our store are handed over to Duan Wu to kill every day. You refrain from stealing. If you have nothing to do, teach Duan Wu to go out and steal two wallets. Alright, quit lying, um, anyway, there is no mortal cultivating immortals now, and he can’t read it, quit drinking, try to make him a drunkard, quit Xianghua, give him the most beautiful clothes in the store, quit sitting If he has a tall and wide bed, we will give him a big high bed, and he will not eat at irregular times, so it will be fine if he does not eat on time every day."

"Anyway, the eight precepts of Buddhism are broken, so we will have a perfect Dragon Boat Festival." Fang Bie said such a long sentence in one breath, almost without panting.

And Xue Ling was amazed at being so fluent in reciting.

In addition, Fang Bie must be a devil, this must be a devil!

Why did Kong Wu think of entrusting Shi Ran to a demon like Fang Bie.

"By the way, the Eight Precepts of Buddhism did not say to accept meat and meat, but we also prepare for the Dragon Boat Festival. After all, eat more meat to grow up. Now that the Dragon Boat Festival is so small, it must have not kept up with the nutrition." Fang Bie continued Said.

Xue Ling almost cried when she heard that.

"This one……"

Do you want to be so cruel.

"Is it troublesome?" Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and smiled.

Xue Ling nodded, looking uglier than crying.

Fang Bie patted Xue Ling on the shoulder: "None of the above are necessary."

The teenager smiles.

His expression finally became serious: "In short, our task is to make Duan Wu no longer look like a little monk, so that others will not associate him with Shi Ran."

"As long as this is the case, it is considered a form of protection."

"This task is entrusted to you."

Xue Ling's tears flowed down in an instant, and she nodded while crying and laughing.

"Anyway, you carry the Dragon Boat Festival to the guest room first." Fang Bie said.

Xue Ling nodded, turned around and walked out the door.

"That's right." Fang stopped her.

Xue Ling turned around.

"Then wait in the room."

"I'll cut your hair later."

The girl's tears flowed down patter.

(End of this chapter)