Doomsday Wonderland

Even if Lin Sanjiu had never had her hair attached before, she knew that the attached hair would fall out. If she dashed the invisible, freshly attached hair now with water, would she be able to wash it out too?

"If it's washed away," said Teacher Yi hopefully, "would the remaining time also increase?"

In fact, Lin Sanjiu also knew that her idea had little basis other than "the mime actor did the flushing action". It's just that when she looked back at the sign-in form on the wall, she couldn't help sighing secretly—the only way she could try now was to flush.

Because the sign-in sheet was clamped to a board, and the board was hung on a nail in the wall, and the pantomime actor had never done the action of "lifting his hand to remove something".

"Try this first," Lin Sanjiu walked between the two shampoo stations and looked around. "If you can't rush it, think of other ways."

Both shampoo counters face the wall, and the lounge chairs face the curtains. If she is standing on the side of the wall and punching, if the barber creature comes in, she will be blocked between the wall and the barber... But she can't move all the barber shop.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of a good way for a while, so he had to stand beside the reclining chair and align the side of his body with the curtain.

In this way, if the barber creature comes in, she can at least give him a side kick - she was able to knock him out just now, and it's not impossible to kick him again now, right?

It seemed that the switch of the water pipe had not been turned on for a long time; after she turned the switch on, there was a sudden "gurgling" sound in the water pipe, and after waiting for a second or two, the water finally rushed out of the water column. Lin Sanjiu quickly looked up and found that the barber creature outside the curtain still didn't seem to come over - there was only a dim light and no shadow on the ground under the curtain.

"Let's start," said Teacher Yi, seeming a little nervous.

The shampoo was designed very deep; when she buried herself, Lin Sanjiu found that her entire vision was stuck in the shampoo, and she couldn't even see the curtain.

The water column hit her forehead heavily, and the water splashed into her eyes and flowed all over her face. She had to squeeze her eyes hard, then reopen them; squinting to look around, then closing them quickly.

Although she tried her best to stay alert to the surrounding environment, Lin Sanjiu felt more and more uneasy after repeating this for a few times.

Her five senses seemed to have been washed away and shattered by the water, and she didn't even know if the curtain had moved. It was like walking blindfolded on the edge of a cliff. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel uneasy, and quickly got out of the pool. He straightened up, wiped the water off his face like a pantomime, and raised his head.

In her low breath, the curtain was still hanging in front of her silently as before, blocking the already dim light outside.

"It seems to be fine," Teacher Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Sanjiu also put down half of her heart; the faucet in the shampoo pool behind her was still running water, completely subconsciously, she turned around.

The huge head of the barber creature was standing behind her, and that wide and long smile split from the left ear to the right. In front of his face, there was a hand pressing quickly towards Lin Sanjiu's face.

"Hide!"

Lin Sanjiu's body had already responded to the teacher's screams. The space beside the shampoo was narrow, and she couldn't move around; the ninth movement was like light, and it naturally fell on her body—seeing that the hand had already bullied the door, Lin Sanjiu quickly pressed back. waist.

That hand just hit the air, where her face was just now.

"Get out of here," said Teacher Yi hastily, "the space here is too narrow!"

Lin Sanjiu put her hands on the ground, her core muscles immediately exerted strength, pulled her body into the air, and flipped out back. The store has a narrow space and a lot of things, how can it withstand a few backflips from the evolutionary people? When she jumped back, she accidentally pulled down the curtain, the curtain pulled down the pole, and her limbs knocked over several cabinets and chairs. When she finally got up in the store, half the store There are wolves in there.

But the barber creature returned to his station at some point, and cut the air again slowly.

The glance across the mirror also told Lin Sanjiu that her action was unsuccessful; the thick oily black hair on her forehead was still not washed away by the water.

"Anyway, there is no more disgusting thing growing," Teacher Yi was a little breathless. "How did that guy go around behind him?"

Lin Sanjiu stood between the overturned bottles and chairs, and took a breath, never daring to let go of the barber creature.

Even though she didn't know it, it still made sense to keep monitoring him.

"He can teleport to any position, and even if I'm staring at him, he can still attack me..." She sorted out the current situation in her mind, and her heart became more and more cold, "But what I can do Just these few, how can I escape?"

Blindly dodging and retreating is not the way, even if she can dodge, she can't get out of the store. Under Lin Sanjiu's anxiety, his eyes swept back and forth in the store a few times, and suddenly fell back to the ground.

She accidentally knocked over a lot of things just now. At this time, at her feet, separated from the lid, rolled on the floor, and spilled a piece of blue paste. It was a can of hair dye.

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes, and after losing the curtain, the sign-in form in the distance was exposed.

She looked at the hair dye again.

Although she couldn't say exactly what kind of result she was expecting, the next action was almost logical. Many actions performed by the pantomime require bending down first, so she grabbed the hair dye smoothly and made the eighth action again - swiping her arms round, she threw the hair dye heavily on it Sign in form.

The blue hair dye splattered and scattered, dyeing the entire sign-in sheet to flowers; from a distance, there were no words left, only a mottled blue.

"What are you doing!" The barber twisted his neck in a hurry, "Why are you messing with the things in our store?"

Is he finally responding?

Lin Sanjiu stared at the barber creature, and found that on his huge face, a few thick blue veins appeared faintly - as thick as a normal person's fingers.

"That's the proof that I came to sign in for work today!" The barber creature was still angry, "Without it—"

Without it, could he just get out of here?

However, unlike Lin Sanjiu's expectations, the second half of the barber's biological sentence was: "I have to find another way to prove that I came to work today!"

He paused for a moment and thought, the blue veins as thick as fingers gradually disappeared. "When I finish cutting your hair, you can sign it to prove that I cut your hair for you. It should be fine. You messed up everything in our store, is it nothing?"

Lin Sanjiu stood there blankly, not knowing whether it was disappointment, anxiety or anger, which made her mind go blank—she did not expect that destroying the sign-in sheet would have little effect on the barber creature.

"Wait, I'll finish it in a while." The barber creature said, turning his head again.

How long?

Only then did Lin Sanjiu remember the time issue, and hurriedly turned to look at the TV in the corner of the store; after some tossing, the countdown on the TV screen was now 0:26.

The pantomime yawned again slowly, his mouth open as if to swallow his face, and when he finally closed his mouth, he raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Twenty-six minutes...

Lin Sanjiu always felt that something was wrong.

Twenty-six minutes... There should be no mistake, she just checked the environment and flushed the water again, which really took a lot of time. No, it wasn't the time that went wrong.

She looked at the hairdresser's creature, and what she said not long ago suddenly rang in her ears again. "He can teleport to any position, and even if I'm pegged, he can still attack me..."

The real question should be, since the barber creature's attacks are almost unlimited, why didn't he repeatedly hit himself? Why did he attack once and then go back and cut his hair for a while?

If he kept attacking, where would there be a hair on Lin Sanjiu's face now?

She looked at the TV screen again.

On the screen, the countdown to the completion of the haircut was counting down; if the barber creature kept attacking Lin Sanjiu, he would definitely not need an hour to complete the haircut.

That is to say, the goal of the barber creature is probably not to "finish the haircut" at all - otherwise, why does he not attack most of the time?

After ruling out this possibility, no matter what Lin Sanjiu thought, she could only come up with the only answer: the goal of the barber's creature was "to delay the time for one hour".

The appearance of pantomime actors on the screen is definitely meaningful, not just to show a sense of existence. Putting that into consideration—

Teacher Yi took a sharp breath.

Being fooled, Lin Sanjiu felt cold all over, only these three words were in his mind for a while.

She was fooled, she saw that the countdown on the screen was an hour, and she took it for granted that she had an hour to get out of the barber shop and finish the road.

"Quick," Teacher Yi was so anxious that he stammered, "Get out, get out!"

Before turning around and rushing out, Lin Sanjiu glanced at the screen again and found that the mime actor was taking a deep breath, as if forcing himself to open his eyes round and rubbing the corners of his eyes.

Even in the best direction, she's running out of time—she doesn't have 26 minutes at all.

How could she forget?

There's a peculiar caveat on this road. When the road's employees are tired, the evolutionary fails; now it seems that the pantomime is obviously tired before the end of the hour.

"Length of haircut" is simply a trick to drag people down.

However, the door of the barber shop didn't care at all whether Lin Sanjiu had time or whether he wanted to leave. It was always firmly glued to the wall and had no intention of opening it.

"No," Lin Sanjiu said to Teacher Yi in desperation. "It's no use just because the time is running out. As expected, we still have to find a way out."

The question is, how to get out? She couldn't open the door herself, and the barber wouldn't open the door for her in less than an hour—Lin Sanjiu anxiously turned around in a circle, glanced across the cashier, and stopped.

If there was anything in the whole store that she hadn't seen carefully, it was only behind the cashier.

The space behind the cashier was small, but squeezed a chair, a computer, a printer and a cabinet. The seventh movement, performed in such a narrow and crowded space, was much more laborious than Lin Sanjiu thought; she landed on all fours, crawled two steps beside the chair, turned her head to look around, but still did not understand herself What exactly are you looking for.

"Printer," said Teacher Yi suddenly. "There's a printer here."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned.

There is a printer here, which means that the sign-in form is printed from the cashier.

She felt that she had only one layer of veil left from the answer, and her whole body seemed to freeze for a while, and all her thoughts and energy were concentrated on the layer of veil that covered the answer.

There must be some clues in here that could let her know how to leave... sign in form, print...

When Lin Sanjiu's mind suddenly lit up, goosebumps exploded all over her skin.

She looked around the cashier, only the cabinet in front of her had not been seen; she immediately used the sixth action to open the door of the cabinet in front of her.

Then came the eleventh movement; she craned her neck and peered at the contents of the cabinet.

When Lin Sanjiu realized what was in front of her, she was so excited that she almost started fighting.

"Pen," said Mr. Yi, who can't make a sentence. "Pen, on the table, I saw it just now! Also, hurry up, take it out!"

The thirteenth action, "pick up a container and pour it out", finally came in handy at this moment. Like a pantomime actor picking up a container, Lin Sanjiu reached out and picked up the form that was also clamped on the board from the cabinet, and then used the fourteenth "writing" motion to hold it on his hand.

The three words "shift schedule" were clearly reflected in her field of vision.

Yes, since someone has printed out the sign-in form, it means that someone must have scheduled the shift in advance, and someone has arranged for the hairdresser to work today.

Sure enough, after "May 16" on the schedule, there is another uncomfortable name - but Lin Sanjiu looked at it at this time, but he couldn't remember the nausea, and even wanted to laugh.

Excited, she raised the pen and tried her best to paint the name into a black patch; almost at the same moment when the black was just painted, the hairdresser creature who was cutting her hair in the distance suddenly lifted the scissors in her hand, As if remembering something.

"No, am I going to work today?" he said to himself.

Lin Sanjiu turned to stare at him, unable to believe it.

successful, successful?

"How can I remember that it seems to be me..." The barber creature murmured, lost in thought, "If it wasn't me, who would it be? Thinking about it, it's still me, right?"

Lin Sanjiu was shocked and knew what to do.

She quickly wrote another name-"Thomas Chen" next to the blacked out place.

"Cough," the barber creature put away the scissors and said angrily: "It's Lao Chen who should go to work today! I've worked for half an hour in vain, I'm really annoying, and I'm gone... Hey, this guest, who are you? Are you going to stay and wait for our senior director to continue cutting for you, or come back another day?"

In order to end the barbershop copy today, I wrote a long one in one breath! I can go out tomorrow, happy

(End of this chapter)