The old man said: "I took it from a friend. The photo is a statue of a god. It is just an evil god, an evil god who sings operas."
I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.
Looking left and right, it is indeed the idol of the actor, yes, but why did the actor become a god again? Or an evil god.
I broke the casserole and asked the truth, and I had to let the old man explain it clearly to me.
The old man was a little anxious.
"It's the evil god of opera. It's so effective. A friend of mine once worshiped it. I went to his house and saw it, so I took a photo with my phone."
"I said, why are you asking so many questions? Don't you know how to tattoo? You can also summon souls, so you can tattoo this for me."
He pointed to the statue of the actor in the photo and said: "You can tattoo this evil god on my body and summon his soul."
I'm confused. This old man wants me to tattoo an actor on his body?
At this moment, Lao Hu walked into my tattoo shop with his hands behind his back.
I looked up and saw that the old guy's face was glowing red. He was completely different from his appearance after the backlash last night. It seemed that he was completely back to normal.
I said, Lao Hu, are you okay?
He said: "Fortunately, I have a magical elixir, and it will be fine after one night."
I quickly pulled him over and pointed at the photos on my phone for him to see.
Old Hu was also shocked.
"Is this the actor's idol? Where did it come from?"
I quickly pointed to the sloppy old man next to me and told the story again.
Lao Hu is as confused as I am.
When did that actor become an evil god again and was worshiped by others? Now this sloppy old man wants me to tattoo this evil god on his body.
Seeing our expressions, the old man was a little impatient. He snatched the phone from my hand and muttered: "Can this be done? Look at your expressions. Even a picture of an evil god can scare you like this. It doesn't look like this to me."
He is a capable person, forget it, I won’t do it anymore.”
As he said that, he was about to leave.
How could I let him go? Even if he wanted to leave, I couldn't let him go.
The photo of the actor's statue in his mobile phone is a major clue.
So I forcefully pulled the old man back and asked him who that friend was? Where is he now? Why is this evil opera god enshrined? Where does this evil opera god come from?
Seeing that I was serious, the old man hesitated and said that his friend's family had long since passed away. This photo was taken more than ten years ago. He originally wanted to enshrine this evil opera god like his friend.
But I don’t know where to go to ask for it? Many people I asked didn’t know the origin of this evil god, so I thought that I could tattoo the evil actor’s god on his body to attract ghosts, which should also achieve the effect of enshrining and praying to him.
I think this old man is not telling the truth.
When we were in a stalemate, Lao Hu pulled me aside and whispered: "Isn't he going to tattoo this actor? Just give him a tattoo. Isn't your ghost tattoo hand an upgrade? Just test it out and see if you can get that tattoo."
The ghost of the actor is here?"
I looked at my right hand. Indeed, after going through the death loop in the ghost building last time, the color of my hand changed from cyan to purple. Is it really upgraded? Can this thing be upgraded?
But who is that actor? Can he really bring back her ghost?
Lao Hu said: "According to my research, the actor should be some kind of yin creature, but no matter what kind it is, it can't escape the five types of humans, ghosts, demons, immortals, and gods. I'll see if I can recruit you and give it a try."
? Maybe it can open up a new way of thinking for us, and maybe we can know the true identity of the actor right away."
I think it makes sense, this is more or less a clue.
So I said to the old man: "Okay, uncle, I will tattoo it for you."
The old man asked me how much it was, and he said it was a lot but he didn't have it.
"No charge, I'll tattoo it for you for free."
Just kidding, this is using the old man as a guinea pig to see if tattooing the actress can bring back her ghost. I still have to pay the old man.
When I heard that there was no money, the old man was so happy that he obeyed my instructions, took off his shirt and lay on the table.
Lao Hu and I looked at each other.
"Ahem, come on, let's get started."
I felt anxious and excited at the same time, and at the same time I had a little liver tremor.
I don’t even know what that actor is so I dare to give him a tattoo?
There must be something particularly evil that killed this old man in the end.
When the actress had a tryst with my grandfather, I thought she was human.
In Shangyuan Village, when she sang an opera, the villagers went crazy and tortured and killed the actors. I thought she was some kind of evil creature.
Later, grandma ate her flesh, but she did not die. Old Hu said that she was some kind of femininity.
Now he has become an evil god worshiped by others.
It's really getting more and more confusing.
I washed my hands, got the tools, and started tattooing the old man.
I can't wait to test whether my ghost-patterned hands can really summon the actor's soul?
If she is really some kind of ghost, then she really has a ghost.
I don't need to look at the photo on the old man's cell phone, the image of the actor has been ingrained in my mind.
So, very quickly, I drew the actress on the old man's back, but I didn't draw the facial features, because I didn't know what the actress looked like and I had never seen her face clearly.
Then I started threading and coloring. Not long after, my head started to feel dizzy and my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them.
This has happened to me before when I gave people tattoos, but it wasn't this serious.
The response this time was particularly large.
So many times I almost fainted in a daze, and Lao Hu kept patting me on the shoulder: "Hold on, hold on, don't let your soul wander away."
I asked Lao Hu what was going on and why I felt so dizzy every time I tattooed someone.
Lao Hu said: "This is not an ordinary tattoo, it is a tattoo of the soul. This thing is evil and cannot be treated with common sense. Boy, you must not fall asleep, otherwise you will never wake up."
I was so frightened that I quickly shook my head to keep myself awake.
Fortunately, the old man was more cooperative and lay there motionless, seeming to be quite enjoying himself.
As I continued to tattoo, my mind felt dizzy again, and pictures flashed through my mind uncontrollably.
They were all scenes of my grandfather and the actor together.
The actress rested her head on her grandfather's shoulder, and his grandfather put an arm around her waist, and the two of them nestled together very closely.
Sometimes grandpa would hold her hand and the two of them would walk by the river.
There is also a picture of an actor standing under a peach tree, waving his sleeves and singing to his grandfather. When the wind blows, the petals fall one after another, which is beautiful, while the grandfather looks on with a smile and his eyes are full of love.
What's going on? Why do these images flash in my mind?
I couldn't help myself: "Lao Hu, what is the relationship between my grandfather and that actor?"
Lao Hu snorted, with a hint of jealousy in his tone: "Huh, what's the relationship? It's a pair of grudges who work together in heaven and earth. What an injustice."
After another ten minutes, the tattoo was finally completed.