Even Prostitutes Can Become Immortals

The junior apprentice grew a charming mane

Perhaps due to the medicinal herbs Grandfather fed her being too nourishing, Yuanyuan's snake head soon sprouted green roots.

For us, mirrors were not essential items in our lives. So when Yuanyuan's roots first appeared, she couldn't see them herself.

It never occurred to her to go to the riverbank to take a look...

Whenever she felt itchy and couldn't scratch, she would become restless and simply rub her head against the wall.

I ran to the riverbank, fetched a bucket of water, and came back to help her wash and scratch her head.

She thought I was casting some kind of anti-itch spell, repeatedly praising, "Wow, so soothing~"

Until a few days later, the hair on her forehead grew over her eyes, and she looked at the sudden bangs in confusion.

"Hissss~" she exhaled at the bangs over her eyes.

A few strands lightly floated up and slowly fell back down, covering her eyes.

"Grandpa, can I cut Yuanyuan's hair?" I asked weakly.

"Traditional hair strands, after calcination, can become blood-remnant charcoal that treats illness. Yuanyuan's hair strands are a collection of various herbal essences and cannot be cut randomly."

"Uh... But the hair on her forehead is covering her eyes, and she seems a bit uncomfortable."

"Oh? I hadn't noticed. In that case, cut it, but save it. It will be useful in the future."

The love of beauty knows no bounds, even among animals.

Getting a thick and shiny waist-length hair was something worth being happy about, but those bangs clearly made Yuanyuan embarrassed, and she sprinted shamefully down the "alternative" path.

This was my first time cutting hair for someone, no, for a snake, and I was somewhat nervous. But I couldn't let Grandpa do it, could I? I thought to myself.

"Uh, Yuanyuan, what hairstyle do you want?"

"Anything," she clearly lost patience, especially with the hair in front of her.

"Uh... "

Facing Yuanyuan, I imagined her as a polished person... with bright skin, like a woman from Beijing, with red lips and white teeth...

"Leave some hair on the temples; it should be quite unique," I babbled.

So I grabbed a small lock of Yuanyuan's hair, measured it to be level with her chin, and cut it off in one stroke.

I cut two locks of short sideburns, a thin fringe, and finished.

Watching my masterpiece, I couldn't help but sigh, "Even with Yuanyuan's snake face under the beautiful hair, there is no sense of dissonance!"

Perhaps inspired by Sister's beautiful hair, I thought to myself, if only I could have beautiful hair too!

So one day, I took out a few strands from the hair I had saved from Yuanyuan before, and secretly lit them while cooking.

Crackling, a wisp of smoke rose gently into the sky.

I caught that tiny bit of ash and quickly put it into my mouth.

Sure enough, afterwards, I felt like my hair wasn't falling out as much.