Day and night tour

Chapter 147 Ghost Tattoo
Three ghosts, each with a different identity.

The first ghost was a middle-aged man with a big belly, wearing an official uniform from an unknown dynasty.

The second ghost was a monk wearing a tattered robe. He had a smile on his face and was meditating in the direction of the blood tree.

The third ghost was a Taoist priest with a Taoist scripture on his waist. He stood in place, looking up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking about.

The branches of the blood tree whipped towards the three ghosts.

The branches were like whips, whipping the ghosts one after another, first splitting them apart, and then sucking their remaining souls into the branches.

Then the branches began to tattoo the back of the baby in the tree.

The three ghosts became three tattoos.

The first tattoo - Blessing from Heaven.

The second tattoo - the flower-picking hand seal.

The third tattoo - the wordless heavenly book.

This time, each of the patterns looks quite decent, unlike the six pictures last time that looked gloomy.

Zhou Xuan was still sighing.
Suddenly, the baby with the "Heavenly Official's Blessing" tattoo started digging at his chest. After it was bloody and mangled, he took out his heart and handed it to the branch.

The branches pierced the heart, and the eyes of "Tianguan Cifu" behind the baby opened. They were a pair of eyes without pupils.

The baby who was tattooed with the "Flower-Picking Hand Seal" bit off his ten fingers and spit them out. Two branches clamped his ten fingers and twisted them together like a hemp rope.

The powerful torque crushed the ten fingers and turned them into red juice. After being absorbed by the branches, the hand in the "Flower-Picking Hand Seal" grew an evil and sinister eye.

The baby who had stabbed the "Wordless Book" dug out his eyes and handed them to the branch. After the branch crushed his eyes, a Taoist alchemy furnace appeared on the "Wordless Book". The furnace body was spinning rapidly, and dark blood flowed out along the gap between the furnace cover and the furnace body...

"I just said something decent...but it's even more evil than last time!" Zhou Xuan clenched his teeth to prevent himself from cursing out loud.

After the three tattoos were completed, the blood tree began to wither again.

……

Zhou Xuan returned to the store and thought carefully about the three tattoos.

“It’s different from last time. Last time the branches sucked blood, this time they sucked souls.

This means that all three tattoos this time need to be done by ghosts, as if the ghosts have their own requirements. "

If the Heavenly Official wants to bestow blessings, someone who has served as an official in his previous life has to be done; the flower-picking hand seal has to be done by a monk, and the wordless heavenly book has to be done by a Taoist priest.

"It's a bit difficult to find this material."

Zhou Xuan didn’t think about the new tattoo first. He took a large piece of human skin and tattooed a “Buddha head” on it.

This Buddha head must be handed over to Huangmen tomorrow.

The Buddha head had already been made once. There were no outsiders in the shop except Lu Mingkun who was performing the corpse purification ceremony and Xiao Fuzi who was soliciting customers at the door.

Zhou Xuan injected all his senses into the bone and tooth, and the tattoo was done quickly and easily.

While Lv Mingkun was working, he glanced at Zhou Xuan's bones and teeth and said, "Junior brother, have you burned an inch of incense?"

"You can tell from the bones and teeth?"

"Yes!"

Lü Mingkun said: "For a temple like ours that uses tools as weapons, as the level of incense offerings increases, the tools become more and more handy to use.
During the first stick of incense, the tool can flow as you wish when doing things. During the second stick of incense, the tool begins to have real spirituality and will simply respond to your movements.

I noticed that your hands were sweaty just now, and the Bone Fang obviously slipped, but it slipped back into your hands again, which shows that your control over the Bone Fang has reached the level of two incense sticks."

The normal standard of two incense sticks corresponds to Zhou Xuan's incense burning one inch.

"I see."

Zhou Xuan asked Lv Mingkun: "When will my Bone Tooth reach your level, so that I can wave my hand and it will fly back?"

"Four sticks of incense."

Lu Mingkun said.

"Then I still have to work hard."

Zhou Xuan asked Lv Mingkun again: "Fifth Senior Brother, I need to get three ghosts, one who was an official in his lifetime, one who was a monk, and one who was a Taoist priest. Is it easy to get them?"

"The one in the front is easy to deal with, unless he is a high-ranking official, such as a monk or Taoist priest. It is difficult to deal with him."

Lü Mingkun explained, "As for officials, we can use money to collect money from good funeral shops, but what about monks and Taoists? They have their own funeral procedures and institutions, which are not open to the public, so it is difficult to deal with them."

"Have you learned a new tattoo?"

Yun Ziliang walked into the house carrying the pig's head.

"Lao Yun, are you playing cards again?"

"It's boring. They are all old men and women. They don't know how to fight. I have them all figured out..."

Yun Ziliang sat down on the rattan chair and said to Zhou Xuan, "I just heard that you want to deal with ghosts?"

"Yes, that's the problem." Zhou Xuan responded.

"That's easy!"

"They have to be officials, monks, or Taoist priests."

“Easy to do.”

"Old Yun, do you have any special skills hidden?" Zhou Xuan understood what Yun Ziliang meant.

"As long as you are a descendant of Taoism, you will know how to catch ghosts." Yun Ziliang said, "I have twelve methods to catch ghosts, and I can catch any kind of ghosts I want. I say catch monks, never Taoists!"

"Old Yun, stop talking. It's all in the tea." Zhou Xuan picked up the copper kettle and filled Yun Ziliang's small teapot with hot water.

……

The Si Mansion has four courtyards, each of which is very spacious. The South Courtyard has always been the place where the eldest daughter of the Si Mansion, Si Yuer, enjoys flowers.

Si Yuer has been a generous girl since she was young. She would laugh out loud whenever she chatted with anyone. Sometimes she liked to play chess and drink with the driver, groom, maid and even laborers of the Si mansion.

Therefore, the South Campus used to be very busy every day.
But since Si Yuer's madness became more and more serious, there were fewer and fewer people in the South Courtyard. Until a few months ago, when the groom Lao Chen had his leg broken by the mad Si Yuer, this courtyard became a restricted area for everyone in the Si mansion, and almost no one dared to enter.

Siming walked into the South Courtyard holding the tattoo, then walked deeper into the yard. When he reached the door of a small house with strange stones piled at the entrance, he smelled a strong smell of blood, heard the sound of iron chains colliding, and a heavy sigh.

Pushing open the door, Siming saw the situation in the room clearly.

My daughter Si Yuer was chained to the bed with an iron chain, one end of which was nailed to the wall. Si Yuer was unable to break free despite her strength. The bed and the wall were covered in blood, but it was not human blood, but dog blood.

There were five or six dog corpses lying on the ground.

The dogs died in very tragic ways. Some were beheaded, some had their tracheas bitten off, and some had their stomachs full of organs removed.

Siming looked at the dog and felt his daughter's madness personally. Feeling sad, he turned around and asked Wen Niang who was sitting in the corner.

"Niang Wen, were all the dogs on the ground released today?"

"Yes, sir." Wen Niang said, "The young lady was extremely crazy today. All five dogs were tortured to death in less than half an hour."

It was Siming's idea to release the dog for Si Yuer to kill. After observing for the past year, Siming discovered a pattern: killing can help alleviate madness. Although the effect is very general, it is better than nothing.

"Niang Wen, has Yu'er had her lunch?"

"I ate it." Wen Niang said.

Wen Niang is Si Yuer's wet nurse. Now that Si Yuer has gone crazy, she is responsible for taking care of her every day, but she dare not get too close to Si Yuer. Every time it is time for dinner, she uses a long bamboo pole to poke the food box on the ground inch by inch to the side of the bed.

"Well, you go out first."

After Wen Ma left, Si Ming closed the door. He spread out the Buddha head tattoo on his hands and walked towards Si Yuer step by step.

Seeing someone approaching, Si Yuer, who was still in a crazy state at this time, lay on the bed with all four limbs like a ferocious hound, with a ferocious look on her face.

"Yu'er, look at the Buddha's head... look at the Buddha's head!"

Si Yuer didn't look at it, but she heard the sound of Buddhist scriptures for no reason.

She was immediately curious and looked around to find out where the Buddhist music came from.

But the Buddhist sounds seemed to come from all directions, without a clear pronunciation point. She searched everywhere but could not find anything.

She was very depressed and sat down on the bed. At this moment, Foyin found an opportunity and got into Si Yuer's heart.

The sound of Buddha began to resonate in her body.
At the same time, the eyes of the Buddha head in the tattoo turned blood red, looking more like a devil than a Buddha.

But Si Yuer's spirit recovered very quickly, and her cloudy eyes became clear soon.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Si Yuer was accustomed to the dead dogs on the ground. She lived in this bloody environment every day, and would see a few dead dogs every time she woke up.

But his father rarely appeared.

My father is a very busy man, busy with business and the family.

"Do you recognize me?"

"Dad, I'm not crazy now."

"Really not crazy?"

“Not crazy.”

Siming's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He didn't expect that the effect of the Buddha head tattoo would be so immediate. He was no longer crazy.

"That young tattoo artist is really a capable person."

Siming untied his daughter's chain and said, "In the afternoon, let's go to the yard to bask in the sun and enjoy the flowers!"

"If I don't go, I don't know when I will go crazy."

"It's okay. Dad is with you. Even if you go crazy, it's okay."

Even if Si Yuer went crazy, Siming was there to ensure that she would not hurt anyone.

"Then... let's go!" Si Yuer grinned again, got out of bed, took a shower, and stayed in the yard with Si Ming.

Years of insanity did not wear away Si Yuer's cheerfulness. She chatted with her father about interesting things from her childhood and had a great time. She laughed out loud from time to time, unlike most women who hide their laughter.

A servant of the Si family who was passing by the South Courtyard heard Si Yuer's laughter and felt sad: "Alas, it's a pity that she got such madness at such a young age. God is blind."

Siming had been accompanying Si Yuer to bask in the sun. When the sun went down, they began to admire the burning clouds. When the burning clouds dispersed, they began to admire the moon...

Finally, Si Yuer felt sleepy, and Siming carried her to the bed to sleep, and at the same time hung a "Buddha head" tattoo on the wall.

He didn't expect that his daughter didn't go crazy the whole afternoon and night. When she laughed, Siming was even a little dazed, thinking that time had gone back to four years ago.

"Nice tattoo! That tattoo artist is a very capable person."

Siming murmured, rubbed his hands, and went to the North Courtyard.

There is a wing room in the north courtyard, and this room is always guarded by someone at all times of the day.

"master!"

Seeing Siming walk in, two men in long gowns stood up and greeted him.

Siming said "hmm", pushed open the door and walked into the house.

In the middle of the room, there were two iron locks hanging.

There is a sharp iron hook at the end of the iron lock.

Two iron hooks pierced through a woman's collarbone and hung her up.

Not far away, there were two maids holding whips, whipping the woman on the back again and again.

"Stop for a moment."

Siming called the maid and walked up to the hung woman.

"Qinglan, there is hope that my daughter's blood-well madness can be cured."

"How to cure it?"

"Tattoo." Siming said: "The ancient tattoo tribe was born. I found a tattoo artist from the ancient tribe. With a Buddha head, my daughter's madness was cured."

"I'm going to go see the tattoo later. I haven't finished my homework yet."

Duan Qinglan glanced at the two maids.

The two maids picked up the whip again and whipped Duan Qinglan fiercely on the back.

The surname of the Si Mansion is Si, but the real person in charge of the Si Mansion is Duan Qinglan, who was tortured by being hung up with an iron hook through his bones...

(End of this chapter)