Under one person: I am the strongest hairstylist!

But today, Lu Wuwei had a different evaluation of Zhang Chulan.

"His escaping speed and running movements are the same as ordinary people, and even the physiological reactions of his body are the same as ordinary people!"

"Facing Feng Baobao's attack, because he sensed the danger, his qi instinct appeared to protect him, but it disappeared in an instant."

"Such a fast speed is definitely not self-control, it may only be an instinct!"

"He has already suppressed the qi in his body into an instinct, and even deceived his body, making his body believe that he is an ordinary person, so he can only exert the power of an ordinary person!"

"What a pathetic and...terrible man!"

Baso~

Landing smoothly, looking at Feng Baobao who was about to carry Zhang Chulan on his shoulders, Lu Wuwei stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Chulan lightly, and Zhang Chulan immediately floated into the air.

"Come on, where are we going to throw him?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Oh... isn't Zhang Xilin's grave empty? Throw him in and bury him," Feng Baobao said.

"That's a good idea... How about burying him like you buried me last time? Show your head, and I'll give him a dying hairstyle." Lu Wuwei said with a smile.

Feng Baobao nodded: "Yes."

Taking Zhang Chulan to the cemetery, Lu Wuwei adjusted Zhang Chulan's posture and made him stand at attention where his grandfather had been lying.

Feng Baobao glanced at it, picked up the shovel and continued digging up the zombies while throwing the excavated soil to bury Zhang Chulan, one action, two effects.

Zhang Chulan, who was buried up to her neck in the soil, hadn't woken up yet, but the zombies in the ground woke up first, and the wailing ghosts were very noisy.

After a while, Zhang Chulan was also woken up, and when he woke up, he saw a head looking at him with wide eyes.

"You are... um?! Dead... dead?!!!"

"What's wrong with me? Who buried me? Help!!!"

pop~

A light slap made Zhang Chulan stop screaming, and the cold touch from his neck scared Zhang Chulan so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

"This good man... no, hero, I just took a pee in the woods. I admit that I am wrong to defecate everywhere, but you don't have to punish me like this? I still have some cash on me. I will give it to you, just treat it as Pay the fine, do you think so?" Zhang Chulan said quickly.

"Have you brought money? That's convenient." Lu Wuwei took back the scissors and twirled them twice with his fingers: "Just enough to pay for my haircut."

Haircut?

what the hell?

And this voice, which sounds like a young male, should be the other of the two grave robbers I just saw.

What are the two young men doing in this ghostly place to rob graves?

And this dead man's head in front of me...

Zhang Chulan turned his head to turn his head, but with all his body buried, he could barely see a black coat with all his strength.

"Handsome guy, what kind of hairstyle do you want? I'm pretty good at it, I'm sure you'll be satisfied." Lu Wuwei said.

"Ah, this, I don't think it's necessary? I just had my hair cut before I came back, so I don't need...uh..."

Feeling the icy touch on his neck again, Zhang Chulan confessed quickly.

"Brother, you can just look at it and cut it any way you want. I don't have any requirements for hairstyles, really, hehe." Zhang Chulan said.

"Very well, I like a talkative customer like you."

Nodding in satisfaction, Lu Wuwei looked around Zhang Chulan's head and was about to say something. Suddenly, Feng Baobao appeared beside Lu Wuwei and hacked a zombie to death.

The zombie's head rolled right in front of Zhang Chulan, making a pair with the previous head and staring at Zhang Chulan with dead fish eyes, which startled Zhang Chulan again.

"Brother, stop playing, haven't you already done his hairstyle?" Feng Baobao said.

"It's okay to do it one more time, anyway, he has already agreed to pay." Lu Wuwei said.

Brother?

To do my hair... No, the man who has already done my hair is that woman's brother?

A pair of young siblings?

Could it be... the siblings Uncle Song told me about during the day? !

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's eyes brightened sharply: "Dare to ask, but sister Zhang Baobao and brother Lu Wuwei? I am Zhang Chulan! Sister, I heard Uncle Song said that you are here and I still want to see you, I didn't expect to meet you here, hehe, what a coincidence!"

"elder sister?"

Feng Baobao tilted his head, walked up to Zhang Chulan and kicked away the two zombie heads, then squatted down and picked Zhang Chulan's chin with the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Sister... what are you doing, sister? I'm really Zhang Chulan! If you don't believe me, you can call Uncle Song...it's the policeman you saw during the day."

"My identity is false."

"I wipe?!"

Chapter 18 Give You a Monument

Tut tut...

"Sorry to disappoint you." Lu Wuwei said, "By the way, do you have any requirements for the shape of the tombstone? I can also customize it for you."

"Don't... stop joking! Sister Baobao, brother Wuwei, don't make such jokes with me, okay? This joke is not funny at all!" Zhang Chulan said tremblingly.

"Death struggle is not a wise move... Forget it, I'll just give you the whole tombstone."

Lu Wuwei stood up and looked around, and quickly selected a stone outside the cemetery.

He controlled a pair of scissors and flew over three times, five times and two times to cut the stone into long pieces. Lu Wuwei controlled the scissors and carried the stone to the front.

This is also the common weakness of object control and mind control, there is no way to directly exert control on distant objects, unless you leave a mark with Qi in advance.

Controlling the scissors to carve the five characters "Zhang Chulan's Tomb" on the stone, Lu Wuwei touched his chin and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Reaching out his hand to signal Feng Baobao to step aside, Lu Wuwei put the newly engraved tombstone in front of Zhang Chulan with a bang.

Only then did Zhang Chulan see clearly what Lu Wuwei looked like.

Seeing this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This person... I seem to have seen it before!"

"Yes! I must have seen it! It's at Nanbukai University!"

Men with long hair are rare even in universities that generally pursue individuality, not to mention that Lu Wuwei's hair is longer than that of many female students, which is very eye-catching. .five

"These two people came after me! They should have dug my grandfather's grave!"

"But why did they dig my grandfather's grave? Are they looking for something?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan decided to try it out.

"Well, Brother Wuwei, what did you carve on that tombstone with the scissors?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that there is no printer here, so I plan to carve a portrait of you by hand." Lu Wuwei asked, holding scissors sideways and making gestures at Zhang Chulan twice as he spoke, as if he was drawing a sketch.

"Hehe, Brother Wuwei, you are really considerate of your service." Zhang Chulan said with twitching corners of his mouth.

Lu Wuwei grinned and showed a big smile: "You're welcome, the customer is God is my consistent service purpose, sending customers to see God is my consistent service goal!"

I wipe? !

Are you a psychopath?

"Well, brother Wuwei, sister Baobao, how did I offend you? Can't you let me go? As for digging my grandfather's grave and killing me?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"Your grandfather's grave was not dug by us." Feng Baobao said, "When we arrived, it had already been turned over."

"Really? I knew that Sister Bao'er, you must not be a tomb robber. You must be looking for clues to the tomb robber, right? You release me, and I will help you find it together!" Zhang Chulan said.

"I won't bother you about this, you just stay here."

With that said, Lu Wuwei moved the stone in front of Zhang Chulan and faced him head-on.

Looking at the five characters "Zhang Chulan's Tomb" on the tombstone and the pixel portrait on the top, Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched.

The painting is so abstract!

"What? Not satisfied?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Look at what you said, how could it be?" Zhang Chulan forced a smile: "Satisfied, I am so satisfied! Brother Wuwei, if you release me, I will give you money right now."

"No need, you can give it to me someday when I go down too." Lu Wuwei said.

Seeing that the two of them were not getting in, Zhang Chulan's expression suddenly changed.

"Hmph! Do you really think you can handle me?" Zhang Chulan sneered, "I'll tell you, before I came, I had made an appointment with Uncle Song before I came to his house for dinner. If I go back late, Song Uncle will definitely come to me! You can’t run away!”

"Well..." Lu Wuwei nodded after thinking for a while, then took out a cigarette and lit it, and after taking a puff, he stuck the cigarette in front of Zhang Chulan: "Then we can't keep you, otherwise, wouldn't we No time to escape?"

I wipe? !

Zhang Chulan was dumbfounded.

Seeing Lu Wuwei taking out the scissors and getting closer, Zhang Chulan recovered and begged for mercy.

Lu Wuwei remained unmoved, and took the scissors to set up a posture to stab him down.

At this moment, Feng Baobao on the side suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Wuwei's wrist.

"It's getting late, we should go." Feng Baobao said.

"What about him? Let him go to the police?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"So what if we call the police? We would have left long ago." Feng Baobao said.

Lu Wuwei nodded after looking at the expectant Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao who was expressionless.

"alright."

After lighting himself another cigarette, Lu Wuwei stood up and left with Feng Baobao.

Passing through the scattered zombies, the two walked through the grove under the night without any haste.

Feng Baobao took out the phone and was about to call Xu San to ask her location, when suddenly, Lu Wuwei reached out to stop her.

"What's wrong?" Feng Baobao asked.

"Sister Baoer, you knew Zhang Chulan before, right?" Lu Wuwei asked, "Don't deny it, do you remember the first time we met? You asked me why I followed Zhang Chulan back then. Just know his name!"