"At that time, we encountered a dirty thing when we were exploring the ghost house. Although we have been in peace for two years, but now, the dirty thing has come to claim our lives. We can't survive. We can't survive."
I wanted to comfort Lu Ming with a few words, but I didn't know what to say.
Suddenly he grabbed my hand again.
"Brother Yang, I didn't dare to stay in school these days, so I hid out alone. They all thought I was missing. In fact, I went to find Mr. Yin Yang, but it was no use. They all said the dirty thing was too powerful.
It can’t be cured.”
"I know that hiding is not the answer. I happened to pass by this door today and saw the sign saying something about stabbing souls and exorcising evil spirits, so I came in. Unexpectedly, it was you."
"Can you stab people's souls to drive away evil spirits? What is this soul-piercing thing?"
"It's just a tattoo." I said, "But it's not an ordinary tattoo."
Lu Ming was confused about me suddenly dropping out of school and suddenly becoming a soul assassin, but now he doesn't care about that. What he cares about is whether I can really help him exorcise evil spirits?
"Can you help me, Brother Yang?"
"Yes." I nodded.
Zhang Sangui once said that this tattoo can do anything. It is not a problem to get rid of the dirt on Lu Ming's body. I just need to give him a tattoo.
But the problem is, my first customer must be the woman born in the year of Tiger, not Lu Ming.
"Brother Yang, although I don't know why you became a tattoo artist, I believe in you. Please help me, otherwise I will be the next one to die."
Lu Ming begged me hard, but I felt troubled and hesitant.
Suddenly, Lu Ming felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he screamed. When he lowered his head, he saw that the actor's facial makeup on his arm was indeed moving, and his eyes were still spinning.
I was also startled. This was similar to the grimace on my body.
Is this really a coincidence?
Lu Ming's mental endurance seemed to have reached its limit. In panic, he couldn't even breathe and fainted.
I was frightened and quickly pinched others.
I suddenly realized that this was a human life. If I didn't save him, he would really die.
Besides, when I save him, I am also saving myself, because I was also involved in the adventure of the ghost house. If Lu Ming dies, then I will be next, and an actor’s mask will appear on my body, and I will even have nightmares.
Then die.
I shivered. I already had a weird human face on my body. I didn’t want another scary actor’s face to appear. Can I still survive?
So I made a quick decision. Before Lu Ming woke up, I took off his shirt, let him lie there, and decided to give him a tattoo.
I carefully recalled the tattoos that Zhang Sangui taught me. Among them was a mythical beast called Bo'erxiang.
This is a mythical beast that specializes in eating ghosts. It looks a bit like a pig, but it is huge, with a round head, a pointed mouth, a mouth full of fangs, and green fur all over its body.
The dirty thing we bumped into in the school's ghost building must be a ghost. I don't know what kind of ghost it is, but no matter what kind of ghost it is, as long as it has this tattoo, it will be swallowed up.
I took out the tools, washed my hands, and followed the method Zhang Sangui taught me, and drew a pattern of a boar elephant on his back.
Then I started to use a needle dipped in ink to trace the lines.
It hurt a little, but fortunately Lu Ming was in a coma and didn't struggle too much.
The process went smoothly, except that while I was getting the tattoo, I suddenly felt dizzy and my eyelids were heavy and I couldn't open them.
What's going on? I shook my head vigorously without stopping the movement of my hands. The dizziness became more and more severe, but it was within my tolerance.
How should I put it, I was in a state of being half-asleep and half-asleep.
Suddenly, the voice of a woman singing an opera sounded in my ears. The operatic voice was very long, babbling and sad.
I was so excited that my mind cleared up a lot, and the sound of singing disappeared instantly.
Evil gate.
I continued to tattoo, and as I continued to tattoo, I felt that my right hand started to feel warm.
Zhang Sangui told me before that if it is an ordinary tattoo, it can be done with the left hand, but if it is a soul tattoo, it must be done with the right hand.
I have always been curious about why the right hand must be used to stab the soul, and my right hand turned purple before. What does it mean when it is said to be a ghost-marked hand?
After a while, my back started to feel hot. Grandpa’s soul was in the tattoo on my back. Could it be...
As soon as I thought of this, I heard a coughing sound.
"Cough cough cough..." It disappeared after just a few clicks, but I could hear clearly that it was grandpa's voice.
After I heard this voice, the burning heat in my back, like a fireball, began to spread throughout my body, and finally along my right arm to the palm of my right hand.
I heard a muffled sound, and a burst of green color came out from the palm of my right hand, and it swooped into the boar-like tattoo on Lu Ming's back.
I was startled, and I vaguely saw that the cyan color condensed into the shape of a pig.
Is it the ghost of Bo'erxiang?
My head stopped dizzy immediately and returned to normal. The movements of my hands also sped up a lot. In less than half an hour, a lifelike monster tattoo was completed.
Although it is just monotonous black and white, this picture looks like a real one. I don’t know if it is an illusion or something? I always feel that the monster in this picture is moving.
I finally understand what is going on with this soul stabbing thing? To put it bluntly, it means stabbing the ghost spirit into this picture?
"Okay." I stood up, put away the tools, and wiped the fine beads of sweat on my forehead.
Lu Ming also woke up leisurely at this time.
"It's okay, I've already given you a tattoo."
"Really?" Lu Ming sat up, and I brought a mirror to show him the boar elephant tattoo on his back.
"Can this really work?" Lu Ming was a little skeptical. To be honest, I was a little unsure. This was my first time tattooing someone. I didn't know what the effect would be.
Some things are useless no matter how good others say them. They can only be tried by yourself.
What I'm more worried about is breaking the taboo. If the first customer is not that woman, will there be any serious consequences?
But I couldn't let Lu Ming see it. I had to give him confidence and give myself confidence, so I nodded.
"Don't worry, with this tattoo, it will be fine."
Seeing that I spoke so resolutely, Lu Ming felt slightly relieved and his mood improved.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one himself, and then took out another one and gave it to me. I waved my hand.
"Brother Yang, if it wasn't because of that incident, how come you dropped out of school so well? And you opened a tattoo shop here?"
I smiled bitterly and had no intention of telling him about my family affairs. I just said perfunctorily: "Oh, it's hard to explain in one sentence."
Seeing that I didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more questions. After taking a puff of cigarette, he said: "Brother Yang, there is something wrong with our university. I found a Mr. Yin and Yang a few days ago. He is quite capable. He said that we are in Nanyang."
The land where Zhou Normal University is located was a small village a long time ago."
"Later, something happened in the village. People in the village suddenly disappeared. No one was alive or dead, and no corpses were found. From then on, the village became an evil place."
"Later, I found a Feng Shui expert. The expert said that a university must be built on top to control the things below."
"So our university was established, but according to the expert, the entire university was built according to the Bagua graphics, and there was also a Bagua formation arranged outside. Anyway, it was a lot of trouble."
"By the way, do you remember the stage in our school?" Lu Ming suddenly asked.