Lin Sanjiu met his eyes in the mirror.

The other party's expression was extremely calm, as if he had no sense of the piece of hair cut short on his head; She sat in the mirror, in front of the replica creature who was concentrating on cutting her hair, calmly waiting for the next scissors that fell on her head.

Outside the mirror, the two dead heads tied to the chair by cloth were only cut off a few locks of hair, but the head in the mirror was already bare - what about your head? Lin Sanjiu thought, if she could raise her hand and touch her head now, would she find her hair cut short, or did it not change?

"Be careful!"

Teacher Yi's warning voice, together with a sense of crisis, suddenly increased her blood flow and rushed into her body. Lin San Jiugen couldn't take back his eyes from the mirror to see what happened; Her residual light caught nothing, almost from her skin, she felt the shadow pressed down from the front of her body.

The first one to rush into the mind and reflect the reaction of the body and limbs is the fifth action: roll like a newspaper roll.

The first step of this action is to fall to the ground first.

In that moment, Lin Sanjiu's body had fallen to the ground in a hurry; Her vision is like a combination of fragments, most of which are fuzzy shadows pressed down, and a small part of which are images in the mirror quickly drawn up - Lin Sanjiu sitting in the mirror, and the barber creature behind her, are still concentrating on cutting their hair as just now.

He didn't move. Where did the danger come from?

At the same time that Lin San's idea of drinking rose, her body also hit the floor. Just like the mime at that time, she quickly released a hand, pressed it on the ground, and pushed herself out like a newspaper roll - everything was going well, except for the slap on her forehead when she first rolled.

"What's going on?" Even Teacher Yi had no idea, "what hit your forehead?"

Even the rolling Lin San wine was not slow. His back soon hit the cashier and jumped up again.

When she stood up and looked up, she realized what the danger was; The shadow just pressed down on her was the barber creature who turned around and walked out from behind the chair not far away. The head, which seemed to be an enlarged balloon, floated in the air and was looking straight at her.

"How..." Teacher Yi murmured, "the barber in the mirror just now... Didn't he always stand behind the chair?"

In other words, not only her own image will be left in the mirror?

It turned out that when the barber turned to attack her, his shadow would still remain in the mirror and continue to "trim" Lin Sanjiu's hair in the mirror... What kind of mess is there on this road?

"This is terrible," Lin Sanjiu said in his mind. "Even if I can kill this barber... I can't stop the process of 'haircutting' in the mirror. Besides, he doesn't look like something that can die again."

The mime never raised his hand and touched his head, so Lin Sanjiu couldn't lift his hand and couldn't check his forehead; She could only stare at the barber creature opposite, and walked two steps forward. She came to the mirror farthest from him and glanced in the mirror quickly.

In the skin above her eyebrows, a thick black, shiny, round black strip as thick as rice flour was drilled out.

Or it should be said that it is drilled out of the forehead of the image in the mirror; When Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned her eyes back to the barber creature, her eyes did not swing the black and round hair.

Does this mean that her forehead is clean for the time being? What happens when I finish my "haircut" in the mirror? No matter what it is, I'm afraid it's better not to know.

Compared with just now, the barber creature is much closer to Lin Sanjiu, and it can be touched as soon as she reaches out her hand - she just glanced in the mirror, but the other party has deceived her.

This thing seems to have two ways of action?

One is to walk normally step by step, and the other is to shorten the distance with people silently without taking time like a blink... When Lin Sanjiu looked at the barber creature without blinking, he stopped walking.

"Don't worry, I've picked all the foreign materials," said the barber's lips gradually cracking, and slowly waved his hands.

He had scissors in one hand and nothing in the other.

"I also picked a part of your own hair," said the barber bio almost contentedly, "so if you want to receive your hair, you can already receive a part of it, and the whole head is not enough... I'll give you some first to see the effect, and you look in the mirror, isn't it good?"

Lin Sanjiu's neck froze, still staring at him closely.

Because the barber process has reached the stage of "hair picking is over", he just needs to pat his head with his empty hand, which is equivalent to completing a "hair collection"?

"I said that my efficiency is very high, and..." barber biology thought for a while and said, "I can finish my haircut in 33 minutes."

33 minutes?

Although she didn't understand why, Lin Sanjiu shivered excitedly - the mime didn't shiver, so she shivered coldly, like a spirit trapped in her body, impacted on the cage like skin once, and was blocked back heavily.

33 minutes... Yes, when she stopped kicking the doors and windows just now, the countdown on the TV screen was 0:38.

From then to now, calculate, almost exactly five minutes.

"In other words, the countdown on the screen turned out to be the countdown to the haircut?" Teacher Yi shouted, "no, no, this should be a good thing... Half an hour is a long time, which should be enough for us to figure out a way to leave, right?"

This store is not big. Normally, half an hour is enough to walk around and look carefully; But she doesn't even know what the "way to leave" may be. How can she find it?

In addition, Lin Sanjiu always has a lingering doubt: since the countdown to barber is displayed on the screen, what is a mime standing next to him? Simply want to show a sense of existence?

"If you can go back and sit down with me, I will be more efficient." The barber suddenly opened his mouth, interrupting her thoughts.

He waited for a few seconds and saw that Lin Sanjiu still didn't have any intention to go back obediently. He shook his head as if he felt that the guest was not on the road, but he didn't urge her. He just slowly turned around and paced towards the black leather chair.

When he stopped, he raised his scissors again and began to cut his hair in front of the air - from time to time, he also looked up in the mirror, as if he had temporarily forgotten Lin Sanjiu's existence.

This time, Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to get too close to the barber creature when he acted.

She stared at the barber creature, stuck it tightly to the other side of the store, and walked deep into the store, that is, the curtain separating the shampoo pool - after leaving the mirror, she turned her head and looked at it, and found that her image had disappeared from the mirror. When there are no barber creatures, they seem to be just normal mirrors.

When passing behind the barber creature, Lin Sanjiu let go and ran as fast as the mime allowed; Jumping in front of the curtain, she turned around suddenly and found that he was still standing behind the black chair, slowly cutting the hair for the air.

On the TV in the corner of the ceiling, the countdown just jumped to 0:32. The mime's smile seemed to fade a little, and he opened his mouth in boredom and yawned.

32 minutes, whether it's long or short, she has to hurry up.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't walk backwards, so he had to stare at the barber again, then turned around and walked straight through the curtain - she also couldn't raise her hand to lift the curtain, so for a short moment, the curtain wrapped around her face and completely covered her sight.

When the curtain finally slid down from the head, Lin Sanjiu was ready to see the huge head again, but he didn't expect that there was only an empty black in front of him, and the barber biology didn't seize the opportunity to "receive" her hair.

There are two shampoo tables with lounge chairs, both on the left. Even if it is much darker here than outside, Lin San Jiu can still barely see. They are dirty and old, and even the reclining chair is cracked. On the right is a small cabinet, stacked with towels and white cloth layer by layer. I don't know if it's all shrouds if it shakes off.

There is a piece of paper hanging above the cabinet. Lin Sanjiu approached, leaned over and looked, and found that it was originally a printed form; There were few words, so she recognized them without much effort.

The top line of large characters is "punch in and sign in form".

In addition, there is only one line of small words on the whole table: "May 19, staff on duty" - after this half sentence, the name immediately followed is not Lin Sanjiu or any word that human beings can recognize.

To describe it, she can only draw an analogy like this: that so-called "word" reminds me of a brain, which was hit on the ground with a "crack"; If you look at it again, it seems that countless gray maggots are still surging in the depths of the scattered brain.

Behind the "name", someone scratched a tick.

"In other words, that guy clocked in here before he came out for the first time?" Teacher Yi said incredulously.

Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to expose his back for too long, so he quickly turned around and looked around at the curtain and shampoo, but suddenly an idea came.

"Didn't the mime turn on the tap and wash his head?" She stared at the shampoo and murmured, "I have a 'hair' on my head now... Is that action right here?"