C1 Dragon Beast Diagram

I am a tattooist, and I inherited my grandfather's skills.

My family is a traditional clan of the tattooed family, my grandfather originally wanted to pass on his skills to me, but when I was young, my father suddenly died, so my grandfather took over his skills and only taught me some basic tattooing techniques.

"Some tattoos can only be carried by certain people," said his grandfather.

Back? I don't quite understand this meaning, also asked grandpa, grandpa just shook his head, didn't tell me.

Originally, I thought that I could continue to live in this ordinary manner, but when my grandfather and father both violently died, I knew that I couldn't do it.

At that time, I was only 15 years old. Grandfather was already a famous tattooed master in the area with a radius of a few hundred miles. There were countless people looking for him, but he rarely gave anyone any pictures in the collection.

However, for some reason, there would always be people who wanted to find their grandfather's tattoo.

Once, a local ruffian came to find grandpa, and after grandpa refused, he found a few brothers to kidnap me.

I was the only son left in the Lin Clan, so facing such a threat, grandfather had no choice but to agree.

Afterwards, his grandfather spent an entire month to inscribe a Dragon Beast Diagram for that person.

On the contrary, it has the body of a dragon, and it looks especially ferocious. I don't know why those people want to draw this picture.

He only knew that after that, this hoodlum continued to climb higher and higher, as if he had godly help. In less than three months, he had become the leader of the Li City.

However, he did not enjoy the scenery for long. On that night alone, this person fell to the ground in front of everyone. He bled from all seven orifices and the tattoo on his body disappeared without a trace.

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

When he was found, he was lying on the ground at home with grievances. There was a strange tattoo on his body. It was the Dragon Beast Diagram that had disappeared.

I went back to look at the Yin-Yang Image Collection and found out that my grandfather's tattoo was different from the one I knew.

The yin-yang diagrams said that a man had a soul, drew a spirit, and a spirit had a soul. It was also a paradox!

If the word "hard" and the word "black panther" were not used to going down the mountain, then the master and the master would have to shoulder each other.

"Don't be hungry, tiger, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry, don't be hungry."

True tattoos have souls. If they have souls, then the sky will open.

His grandpa's handiwork was to seal the ghost's spirit inside the painting and then imprint it on a person's body.

That spirit was attached to the human body, and it could help the exorcism of humans …

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

As a result, he accepted his grandfather's shop. While earning some living expenses for himself, he studied this Yin Yang diagram book, hoping to find out the cause of his grandfather's death.

The sudden death of my father and grandfather gave me an inexplicable sense of respect for this tattoo. Initially, I only intended to look at it and didn't intend to personally practice it.

I didn't want to die, and I didn't want to die for no reason either. But after studying for a long time, I still couldn't find any traces of improvement, so I couldn't help but think about it.

That day, I was holding onto the atlas to study it when the Sis Xiaomei upstairs suddenly became flustered and staggered down. She stood in front of me and said fearfully: "Little brother Lin, sorry for the trouble, could I trouble you to hide from me?"

He climbed into my desk and hid without my permission.

Not even half a minute later, a slovenly man rushed in. "Smelly brat, have you seen my smelly woman?"

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

The person in front of him had the habit of beating up his wife, if he felt unhappy about it, he would do it, even if it was during the day and night.

Everyone wanted to care, but as an outsider, how could they care?

Now that I saw him standing in front of me with such malevolence, I subconsciously pointed to the alley outside and said, "It seems he ran away from there."

The man turned around and chased after him.

Waiting until there was no one around, I retreated a few steps and said to the Sis Xiaomei under the table, "Your husband has left. Come out."

The Sis Xiaomei nodded and crawled out from under the table.

She was wearing a simple half-sleeve, and her exposed skin was covered in bruises of green and purple. She looked very pitiful.

In fact, Sis Xiaomei did not look too bad. When she smiled, she looked like a peach with a hibiscus face and big eyes. Her skin was tender enough to pinch water.

It was probably because he came from the countryside. His entire body was cowering in fear, not daring to look others in the eye when he spoke.

His husband probably felt ashamed of having such a wife, so he always hit her.

While I was observing her, Sis Xiaomei had already crawled up from under the table. With red eyes, he thanked me and then stooped down to go upstairs.

She was still going upstairs now. Her husband would probably get beaten up even more when he returned later.

Thinking of this, I thought for a moment and couldn't help but call out to him.

"Sis Xiaomei! Wait a moment! "

Sis Xiaomei stopped and turned her head to look at me doubtfully.

After shouting it out, I started to regret it in my heart. After all, there are a few people who believe in the things that people talk about these days, not to mention the fact that it came from a young man.

If it was my grandfather, I'm afraid it would have some credibility.

Subconsciously, I felt an inexplicable sense of fear, as though I would definitely regret saying those words in the future.

I braced myself and continued, "Sis Xiaomei, I have a tattoo that can change a person's fate. I don't think your husband will treat you well, if he were to be tattooed like this, it might be able to change your relationship."

However, he didn't expect that the moment I said those words, the other party's eyes lit up. "Really?"

I stood up, nodded, and nodded.

In the ancient times, it was the totemic Divine Beast of the Mourning of Peace. After being married to a certain big boss of the Heavenly Palace, it was envied by its first wife and driven out of the Heavenly Palace. From then on, people began to misunderstand the Nine Tailed Fox.

However, what people didn't know was that the Nine-tailed Fox was single-minded towards her lover, and it was very difficult to change her mind. Regardless of whether one was rich or poor, they would still follow her.

"However, there will always be gains and losses in everything. I can help you save your husband's heart, but you have to pay a price, such as …"

"Like what?"

I looked into her eyes and said, "For example, fertility."

The Yin Yang Image Collection says it like this. Although I don't know if it's true or not, when I think about grandpa, I have no choice but to believe it.

The moment I said those words, the other party's face paled.

I thought that she would give up just like that and felt relieved. But then I saw Sister Mei nod her head and solemnly said, "As long as I can change, nothing will matter."

Since that's the case, there's no need for me to hesitate any further. I nodded and brought Sis Xiaomei into the tattoo room to start preparing the tools.