C1 Dragon Beast Picture

I was a tattoo artist who inherited my grandfather's craft.

My family is a traditional tattoo family. Originally, my grandfather planned to pass on his skills to me. However, when I was young, my father suddenly died. My grandfather accepted this skill and only taught me some basic tattoo techniques.

My grandfather said, "Some tattoos can only be memorized by certain people."

Back? I didn't quite understand what he meant. I asked Grandpa before, but Grandpa just shook his head and didn't tell me.

Initially, I thought that I would be able to live an ordinary life like this. However, when my grandfather died just like my father, I knew that I wouldn't be able to do it.

At that time, I was only 15 years old, and my grandfather was already a famous tattoo master in a few hundred miles. There were countless people looking for him, but he had never given anyone a map of the Yin Yang Atlas.

However, for some reason, there were always people who wanted to find his grandfather tattoo.

There was once a hoodlum who came looking for Grandpa. After Grandpa rejected him, he found a few brothers to kidnap me.

I am the only one left in the Lin family. When faced with threats, my grandfather had no choice but to agree in the end.

After that... After that, Grandpa spent an entire month giving that person a Dragon Beast Diagram.

That diagram wasn't very beautiful. Instead, it had the body of a dragon and the body of a beast. It looked especially ferocious. I don't know why those people drew this diagram.

I only know that after that, this local hoodlum was like a god that helped him rise up. In less than three months, he became the boss of Li City.

However, he didn't shine for long. That night, this person lay on the ground in front of everyone, blood flowing out of his eyes, nose, and mouth. The tattoo on his body disappeared without a trace.

A few days later, my grandfather suddenly passed away. He died just like that at home without any warning.

When he discovered him, he was lying on the ground at home with a grievance. A strange tattoo appeared on his body. It was the disappearing Dragonbeast Diagram.

I looked at the Yin Yang Atlas again. Only then did I know that my grandfather's tattoo was different from the one I knew.

The Yin Yang Atlas said that a person has a soul. The painting has a spirit, and the spirit has a soul. It's strange!

The second master's eight words were not hard, but the second master's shoulders. The eight words were not evil, and the black panther did not go down the mountain.

A fierce tiger should not starve, and a Buddha should not be in front of his chest...

The real tattoo had a soul, and if it had a soul, the sky would open.

Grandpa's craftsmanship is to seal the spirit of the ghost in the painting, then tattoo it on a person's body.

The spirit attached to a person's body could help people expel the devil from their body and turn their luck around...

From the looks of it, Grandpa's death must have something to do with the tattoo.

Thus, he took over Grandfather's shop and helped himself earn some living expenses while studying the Yin Yang Atlas, wanting to find out the cause of Grandfather's death.

Father and Grandfather's sudden death has given me an inexplicable reverence for this tattoo map. Originally, I only wanted to see it, and didn't intend to personally put it into practice.

I don't want to die, and I don't want to die for no reason at all. But when I studied it for a long time and didn't make any progress, I couldn't help but have some thoughts.

On this day, I was holding the atlas and studying it when Ms Lee who was upstairs suddenly panicked. She stumbled down and stood in front of me. She said fearfully, "Brother Lin, trouble. Can you please let me hide?"

As she said that, she crawled into my table without my permission and hid on the floor.

In less than half a minute, a slovenly and greasy man rushed in. "Stinking brat, did you see that bitch of mine?"

Seeing the two of them in such a state, how could he not understand what had happened?

The person in front of him had the habit of hitting his wife. If there were any problems, he would hit her. He would hit her during the day and at night. He could hear Ms Lee crying miserably at any time.

Everyone wanted to interfere, but as an outsider, how could they interfere in this matter?

Seeing this person standing in front of me with a ferocious expression, I subconsciously pointed to the alley outside. "He seems to have escaped from there."

The man turned around and chased after him.

When I couldn't see him anymore, I took a step back and said to Ms Lee, "Your husband is gone. Come out."

Ms Lee nodded and climbed out from under the table.

She was wearing a simple half sleeve shirt and her exposed skin was covered with bruises. She looked very pitiful.

Actually, Ms Lee's appearance was not bad. She had a hibiscus face and big eyes. When she smiled, she felt like a peach. The skin on her body was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

It was probably because she came from the countryside that she cowered and did not dare to look into people's eyes.

His husband probably felt that it was embarrassing to have such a wife, so he always hit her.

While I was observing her, Ms Lee had already climbed up from under the table. Her eyes were red as she thanked me, then she bent over and wanted to go upstairs.

She still had to go upstairs at this time. Her husband would probably be beaten even worse when he came back later.

Thinking of this, I thought of something and couldn't help but call out to stop her.

"Ms Lee! You... Wait!"

Ms Lee stopped and looked back at me in confusion.

After shouting, I began to regret. After all, how many people would believe such nonsense in these days, not to mention that it came from a young man.

If it was my grandfather, I'm afraid there would be some degree of credibility.

Subconsciously, I felt an inexplicable sense of fear. It was as if I would definitely regret what I said today in the future.

I braced myself and continued, "Ms Lee, I have a tattoo here that can change a person's fate. I see that your husband is not very good to you. If you had such a tattoo, perhaps it could change your relationship."

I just didn't expect that as soon as I finished speaking, the other party's eyes lit up. "Really?"

I stood up and nodded. Mm.

Nine-Tailed Fox was born with charm. In ancient times, she was a totem Divine Beast with auspicious auspicious signs of peace. After marrying a certain big shot of the Heavenly Palace, she was jealous and chased out of the Heavenly Palace. After that, people began to misunderstand Nine-Tailed Fox and had a kind image. Her good character gradually turned into a ferocious, dangerous, and soul-stirring demon beast.

However, people did not know that Nine-Tailed Fox was wholeheartedly devoted to her lover and it was very difficult to change her mind. Regardless of whether she was poor or rich, she would always follow her.

"However, there are gains and losses in everything. I can help you save your husband's heart, but you have to pay a price, for example..."

"Like what?"

I stared into her eyes and said, "Like reproductive ability."

Although I don't know if what the Yin Yang Atlas said is true or not, when I think of my grandfather, I have no choice but to believe it.

The moment I finished speaking, the other party's face turned pale.

I thought that she would give up just like that, and my heart just so happens to relax. However, Sister Mei nods her head and says solemnly, "As long as it can be changed, it doesn't matter."

Since that's the case, then there's no need for me to hesitate. I nodded my head and brought Ms Lee into the tattoo room to start preparing the tattoo tools.