Day and night tour

Chapter 110 Tattooed Devil
"What? Your paintings can catch fire?"

Zhou Lingyi, who was sitting in the pavilion feeding the fish, threw the fish food in her hand into the fish pond after listening and wiped her hands with a towel.

"Where is Master?" Zhou Xuan didn't see Yuan Buyu when he went to the cafeteria in the morning.

"Your master is confused again. His incense is too strong and it will take a long time to stabilize."

Zhou Lingyi happened to see Xiao Fuzi drying his costumes, so she said, "Fuzi, go find Senior Brother Five and ask him to get a piece of human skin. Bring a paintbrush and cinnabar. The skin doesn't need to be too big."

The Zhou family was in the business of corpse cleaning. Some of their customers died in fires or car accidents in horrific ways, so in order to make their bodies look better through cleaning, they needed to sew up their skin.

The Zhou family asked someone to buy human skins. The price was not cheap, but they always had some on hand.

Not long after,

Lu Mingkun came and placed the human skin, paint and brushes on the stone table in the pavilion.

"Brother, draw your picture again."

Zhou Lingyi said.

Zhou Xuan took the pen and drew it for the third time. This time he drew it very completely, completely depicting the blood pattern on the white lantern in the secret realm, but the human skin did not burn.

"That's weird, a painting on paper will burn, but a painting on human skin won't?"

Zhou Lingyi picked up the human skin painting and looked at it in the sunlight.

The sunlight made the leather pink, and under this illumination, the painting on the leather actually formed ripples, as if it were flowing.

"This is not a painting, it's a tattoo."

"This tattoo has too much blood energy. If it is drawn on paper, the blood energy will ignite the paper. Human skin has spirit and can dissipate the blood energy so that it will not burn..."

Zhou Lingyi was afraid that she had seen it wrong, so she put away the human skin painting, stood up, and took Zhou Xuan to find Yuan Buyu.

Yuan Buyu was lying on the recliner at the door of his room, sleeping soundly and snoring loudly.

“Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan…” Zhou Lingyi called out to Yuan Buyu.

After shouting several times, Yuan Buyu finally responded.

"What, no more firewood?"

He just opened his eyes and didn't understand the situation.

"Old Yuan, can you help me find out which hall the second incense stick belongs to?"

"How can I see it? I can't see your secret realm either."

Yuan Buyu's reaction at this moment was several beats slower than usual. Zhou Xuan wet a towel, applied some cooling oil, and finally dropped three drops of wind oil behind Yuan Buyu's ears. Only then did he barely wake his master up to normal.

"I drew a picture. If I drew it on paper, the paper would burn. If I drew it on leather, it wouldn't burn."

"What about the painting? Let me take a look."

Yuan Buyu smelled cool and sat up straight. He took the human skin from Zhou Lingyi and looked at it in the sunlight.

The more he looked at her, the uglier his expression became, and he scolded her, "How did you get the chance to rule the nine halls? If it was decided by Nuo God himself, doesn't Nuo God want you to die?

This painting is indeed a tattoo, and it is not just an ordinary tattoo, it is the work of a tattoo evil spirit! The name of the hall for your second incense stick is "tattoo."

Yuan Buyu shook his head and sighed: "If you want to burn the second stick of incense, you need to use the "tattoo" method to accumulate incense. However, the tattoo hall is a forbidden hall. Where can I find out how he accumulates incense? Master Zhou, do you know?"

Zhou Lingyi shook her head and said, "Taqing and our old temple witch are both from the same branch of the Wu family, but... their whereabouts are too secretive, and they haven't appeared in the world for a hundred years, so the old temple has no records of how Taqing has accumulated incense."

Zhou Xuan was speechless for a moment.

A temple that even my sister and master don’t know much about, let alone collecting incense and offerings, I guess they can’t even name their methods.

Building this kind of hall is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"The road to the nine major halls is too difficult." Zhou Lingyi sighed: "If it is a major hall, it is not so bad. There are many disciples in the hall, and there are many people to show the way... This tattoo..."

She suddenly thought of the forbidden device that imprisoned her ten fingers, and said, "Brother, wait here for a while. I have an authentic tattoo and I'll show it to you."

After saying this, she left first.

Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu were chatting: "Old Yuan, you call "tattoo" the tattooed evil spirit, what's the meaning of this?"

"Their proper nickname should be Tattooists, but the people in this gang behave more evilly than evil spirits. Over time, those who worship the gods in secret began to call them Tattooed Evil Spirits.

However, according to the records in the ancient books of the sect, this group of people did not kill people indiscriminately. It was mainly because their methods were too weird. It was rumored that they raised evil spirits in the bodies of living people, but it was just a rumor. As for whether it was a rumor or an exaggeration, it was too long ago and cannot be verified. "

"So, are their methods clever?"

"They have been in seclusion for a hundred years. We don't know exactly what methods they have, but for a sect to be called a forbidden sect, their methods must be very powerful."

The more Zhou Xuan listened, the more confused he became. He had been in a good mood when he woke up early, and he finally knew which hall he should repair for the second incense stick.

But who could have imagined that it would be something as unconventional as tattooing.

"Xuan boy, you should also relax. Going to the tattoo hall for the second stick of incense is not completely without benefits."

"For example..."

"Your ability is that you can master nine methods with just one stick of incense. I have told you that methods are methods and incense is incense. They cannot be confused.
But having more methods can also make up for the level of incense. The more unconventional your methods are, the more confused your opponent will be. On the contrary, you can take risky moves and win by surprise."

Zhou Xuan felt that what Yuan Buyu said was absolutely correct, but there was a prerequisite. He had to first find a way to gain incense by tattooing - this was extremely difficult.

"Brother, take a look at this box."

Zhou Lingyi handed the human skin box to Zhou Xuanguan for a look.

Yuan Buyu took a look and figured out what it was: "This is a forbidden weapon of the Wandering God Department." "It is used to lock up the White Walkers. This box has been passed down in the Wandering God Department for two or three hundred years."

"Let me try the quality." Yuan Buyu took the box in his hand.

There was an iron lock tattooed on the box, and when Yuan Buyu held it in his hand, the iron lock made a clanging sound.

At this time, the box had been opened, and Yuan Buyu placed his wake-up stick in it.

"Click, click", the box's spring made a loud sound, and the iron lock moved, closing the box.

Yuan Buyu held the box horizontally to his ear. No matter how he shook it, he could not hear any sound from the box, nor could he sense the presence of the wake-up stick.

"The tattooed devil's handwriting is so mysterious. I have used this wake-up stick for many years and it is as good as my arm. But a piece of human skin and a tattoo are like cutting off my arm, severing the connection between the wake-up stick and me so cleanly."

Zhou Lingyi took the box and chanted a spell silently. There was another loud sound of springs and the box opened. She returned the wake-up stick to Yuan Buyu and asked Zhou Xuan to try it.

"Feel this tattoo and see if you can understand anything from it?" Zhou Lingyi said.

After listening to this, Zhou Xuan placed his right hand on the iron lock tattoo on the box and released all his senses.

Suddenly he had a strange feeling. This tattoo seemed like a living thing with a soul, not just a strange pattern simply painted on human skin.

When his perception penetrated into the tattoo, the iron lock was resisting violently.

It turned into an iron whip, twisted its body, and lashed towards Zhou Xuan's strong perception.

With the first whip, it raised its body very high, and when the iron chain was fully straightened, it accumulated its strength to the extreme and then whipped Zhou Xuan fiercely.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Xuan could hear the heavy echo of a whipping in his ears, his soul seemed to be torn apart, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his head, and everything he saw in front of him was shaking.

But he did not withdraw his right hand from the tattoo. The inexplicable whipping of the iron chain tattoo instead aroused his desire to subdue the other party.

Tie Suo succeeded in getting the upper hand with a whip. His body coiled up like a snake, with the lock head standing upright and trembling slightly, which really looked like a poisonous snake spitting out its venom.

It was judging whether Zhou Xuan would fight back.

But Zhou Xuan still just released his perception into the tattoo and did not move. It seemed very safe for it.

After realizing that Zhou Xuan had no strength to resist, the iron chain straightened again, gathering strength, and then lashed him with great force.

This whip was powerful enough to almost beat Zhou Xuan's soul out of his body.

"Fuck you, hit me, I'll tear you into two pieces..."

Zhou Xuan closed his eyes, and the pain from the depths of his soul after two consecutive whips completely intensified his anger, and the fire in his spirit burned fiercely.

As the fire ignited, his right hand began to tremble violently due to the added power.

Tiesuo did not sense Zhou Xuan's change at this moment, and its body curled up again. After the previous two easy whips, it completely despised Zhou Xuan and did not make any attempts, and whipped him for the third time.

The iron chain whistled in the wind, whipping Zhou Xuan's deepest soul even more fiercely.

When the padlock was only one foot away from Zhou Xuan, he moved, and his right hand grabbed the iron lock very easily.

"Burn, burn."

As Zhou Xuan growled, his right hand continued to release light blue light. Wherever the light covered, the iron chain was quickly melted by the heat and turned into a faint green mist, which was then wrapped and swallowed by Zhou Xuan's powerful perception.

……

"This hand is really scary."

"My brother will be the tattooed demon's natural enemy."

The specific situation of Zhou Xuan's confrontation with Tie Suo Tattoo only exists in perception. It is a collision of souls.

Zhou Lingyi and Yuan Buyu naturally couldn't see it.
All they saw was Zhou Xuan’s expression changing from painful to hideous, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire.

When his anger reached its peak, the right hand that was pressing on the human skin box actually reached into the human skin, forming a right hand pattern that moved in the human skin until it grabbed the iron lock tattoo.

The moment he grabbed it, the tattoo on the iron chain was corroded into a mess of ink, and then absorbed by his right hand...

Yuan Buyu frowned and asked Zhou Lingyi, "This tattoo has been destroyed, and the forbidden weapon that has been used for two or three hundred years has been useless. Will the Youshen Division cause trouble for you?"

“No, although the human skin box is very precious, there are many magic tools and forbidden tools discarded by the Yushen Division every year. Just write a document to Lord Jiu and explain the reason.

I don't even have to lie.

The birth of the Nuo God has a special meaning for the Yushen Division of Pingshui Prefecture. "

Zhou Lingyi said very frankly.

"That's good."

Yuan Buyu looked up at the ancestral tree and said, "It seems that Xuan's second sect is quite interesting. He wants to learn the tattooing skills, and he is also the natural enemy of the evil ghosts. There is a sense of fate that they are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining."

……

When Zhou Xuan's perception completely devoured the iron chain tattoo, a thunderous roar suddenly came from his ears.

"White Walker Liaojin, you privately built a temple for the city god and spread lies to confuse the people. I will peel off your flesh and pull out your tendons and bones to serve as a warning to others!"

Zhou Xuan could tell that this roar was not directed at him, but at the origin of the "Iron Chain Tattoo".

In other words, it is the memory of the soul in the iron chain tattoo before his death.

Along with that roar, the memory of the alien "Liaojin" and the sounds around him at that time, like a sound picture scroll, slowly unfolded in Zhou Xuan's mind...

ps: The third update is here, muah
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