A pair of scissors, in sixty-four years, she went from the mortal world to the fairy world.
At the age of sixteen, she was the eldest daughter in the plains of southern Henan. She used a pair of tailoring scissors to give her younger brother a dog-gnawed head. At the age of forty-one, she became a barber known to everyone within a hundred miles. On the day her grandson was born, her hand holding the scissors did not shake. In the winter when she was seventy-four years old, she sat on the old chair that had been there for sixty years. She looked down and saw the calluses on her hands glowing in the moonlight——
She realized.
Barbering is not a craft, it is the Tao.
After ascending to the immortal world, she discovered that the immortal's hair contained spiritual energy, meridians, and even Taoist heart. Others use spiritual energy to get their hair cut, but she uses the "Tao marks" accumulated over 64 years to get her hair cut. Others charge one hundred spiritual stones, but she charges two. She cut open the blockage of spiritual energy that others couldn't cure with a pair of scissors. She cut the seal of heaven that others could not break with a pair of scissors.
The Lord of Yaochi Palace is her frequent visitor, the messenger of Heaven comes to "talk" to her, and the Hair Repair Association regards her as a thorn in the side - but she doesn't care. She only knows one thing: everyone who sits in the chair walks out better than when they entered.
From mortal immortals to spiritual immortals, from spiritual immortals to Yuanxian, her Tao marks spread from her fingers to her whole body, and her scissors changed from iron scissors to Tao tools. When she stood in front of the hair of destiny, the whole fairy world was waiting for that cut——
"I'm just a hairdresser," she said.
This is the legend of a barber who ascended to the fairy world.
This is an epic story of a pair of scissors cutting out the avenue.
This is the story of an ordinary woman who spends her whole life doing one thing well.
