From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1219

It's just a haircut, no skills are needed, but Zhou Yuan can't do it by himself.

He needs to find someone who is skillful, so Xiaoying volunteered.

Zhou Yuan saw her eager to try, and he was a little nervous. He whispered: "Xiaoying... why don't you try first? I'm afraid you will treat my scalp as mutton and slice it off directly."

"Why do you look down on me!"

Xiaoying pouted and said: "Grandma said that Xiaoying's hands are very skillful. When I was six years old, I could follow grandma to weave baskets."

Okay, you brought up grandma, what else can I say.

"Get the razor!"

Zhou Yuan shouted and sat down directly.

Xiaoying first took out the scissors and grabbed Zhou Yuan's hair, but couldn't do it for a while.

She opened her mouth and whispered: "Forget it..."

Zhou Yuan looked up and saw Mei Wen, Chenxi, Xiaoying, Guan Lu and others looking at him, as well as a group of Jianghu masters and Shenque spies.

They all looked like they had lost their parents, as if Zhou Yuan was going to die in the next moment.

In this era, hair is like the head!

In the past, Lord Liu Jing shaved his head and knelt down to the people to win the trust of the people.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but shake his head and smile, took the scissors, and cut off his long hair in a few strokes.

"Brother..."

Chenxi choked and shouted, then turned his head away, silently shedding tears.

Mei Wen's eyes were also red, and she lowered her head and sighed.

Guan Lu stared at the strands of long hair on the ground. These hairs were like countless swords, deeply piercing his heart, making his heart even hotter and more surging.

He felt his blood boiling, and his heart had a new understanding of the future and many things.

"Xiaoying, shave your hair."

Zhou Yuan threw the scissors away.

Xiaoying said "hmm" softly, picked up the razor seriously, and said: "The prisoner said that it can't be shaved completely, and some should be left."

"Because those monks are now living in tents, the conditions are limited. The hair was originally shaved every seven days. Now it hasn't been shaved for more than half a year, and the hair has grown."

Zhou Yuan said: "How much should be left?"

Xiaoying said seriously: "He said to leave three inches."

At this moment, Zhou Yuan really suspected that the bastard was implying something.

He took a deep breath and said: "Okay, leave three inches."

"Guan Lu, send two people to beat up that kid."

"Ah?"

Guan Lu was stunned for a moment, not understanding the reason, but still nodded and said: "Okay, beat him up immediately."

Strands of hair fell to the ground, and the onlookers around were silent. Chenxi wiped her tears and looked very sad.

Xiaoying's hands are indeed very dexterous.

She is very good at handling hair, and she easily shaved Zhou Yuan's hair into three inches.

Zhou Yuan stood up and touched his head. Damn, it was so refreshing. Short hair is still good.

His scalp felt the wind and he felt comfortable.

"Xiaoying, you are so clever. Why didn't I realize that you are so clever before?"

"Next time, show me your hand skills."

Xiaoying hummed: "I have many advantages! It's just that I haven't discovered it!"

Loli has three advantages: clear voice, soft body, easy to push down, and now it seems that she is also clever.

"Guan Lu!"

"I'm here!"

Zhou Yuan said, "Did he get beaten?"

"Yes, he's still crying."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "That's good. Go get the monk's robe and see how good the tailoring skills are here."

So, Zhou Yuan put on the new monk's robe and the unique hat. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good."

Chen Xi said, "Brother... they talk more about the Buddha of Infinite Life."

"The Buddha of Infinite Life!"

Zhou Yuan bowed and said, "This donor, I have a Zen method that requires two people to practice together. Please help me to understand the Buddha!"

Chen Xi laughed out loud, and then blushed and said, "Brother, you still have the mood to joke. You have no hair."

Zhou Yuan said, "Pull that kid up! Let him see if it looks like that!"

So, the thin captive was pulled up, with a swollen nose and face, and he walked with a limp.

He looked at Zhou Yuan and nodded, saying, "The outfit is quite similar, but the monk's robe is too clean and the skin is not rough enough."

To be honest, Zhou Yuan has been fighting outside for many years, so his skin is not that of a pretty boy, but it is not as good as those monks, so he needs to disguise himself.

"Those monks don't wash their robes for years. You... are obviously fake."

"Besides, your hair is still a little long, it should be shorter."

Zhou Yuan said, "Guan Lu, let someone take the monk's robe to make it old and dirty, at least they can't tell at first glance."

Guan Lu nodded and said, "Got it!"

Zhou Yuan said: "By the way, beat that guy up again."

"Ah?"

The thin man was really confused, he fell to his knees and cried: "Why, brother! I'm so honest! Let me go!"

Zhou Yuan sneered: "It's okay if you let me keep six inches, you bastard, what's your name!"

The thin man said: "I don't have a name... Everyone calls me Black Monkey..."

It's normal for people born in poverty to have no name.

But Zhou Yuan frowned and said: "You are also worthy of being called Black Monkey? Guan Lu, beat him up twice later."

The Black Monkey was confused on the spot.

He couldn't help asking: "Brother, why, why, brother!"

Zhou Yuan said: "Guan Lu, beat him up three times. "

Okay, now Black Monkey won't ask any more questions.

After taking him away, Guan Lu said solemnly: "My Lord, it's too risky for you to go there alone. We need a more detailed plan."

Zhou Yuan said: "Tomorrow, attack the monks who come out to purchase, put on a show, and put me in."

"After entering, I will find out the details over there and find a way to get into the Jinding Temple and contact the second senior sister."

"As long as the second senior sister is safe, we can work together inside and outside to try to close the net."

Guan Lu said: "You take it for granted. The information inside and outside is not exchanged. The timing of the battle, the signal, everything must be planned in advance. Just like Dongfan Island, all the problems must be solved at one time."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said: "I have some ideas, but they are not perfect enough. I won't sleep tonight. Let's discuss how to break the situation."

"But be prepared to have no solution and can only respond to the moves, and even be prepared for the worst."

Guan Lu said with a change of color: "What is the worst plan? "

Zhou Yuan laughed softly.

…

In a red and yellow tent in Jinding Temple.

Hu Biao knelt on the futon and whispered: "On the one hand, this is our dereliction of duty, and on the other hand, the opponent is too strong."

"Great Protector, the Black Mountain Sect has tried its best. We can't put all our resources into this. We must leave a loophole for Zhou Yuan to drill."

"You are a golden body arhat, I..."

The skinny big hand was raised, and an invisible force made Hu Biao breathless.

Then, a slow voice came: "The golden body arhat has passed away, and there is no more arhat in my sect."

"You don't have to worry about this matter, go and do your own thing."

Hu Biao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I will listen to the great protector, but Zhou Yuan is too cunning, the great protector must pay attention."

The old monk did not speak, but a black light flashed in his eyes, his face was full of wrinkles and trembling, and he laughed coldly.