The veteran thief asked me to drive the car to a remote alley and stopped, and took me to the innermost family.

The family looked like an ordinary family. When the veteran thief knocked on the door, he changed four gestures in a row, each of which knocked three times.

Ye Laogui whispered: "Everyone learns something. This is the method of knocking on the door in the art, which means: a guest is coming."

After the veteran thief stopped, he waited quietly outside. After a while, an old voice came from the yard: "It's a great honor to visit fellow teachers, please!"

As the voice fell, the gate of the yard automatically opened.

The veteran thief clasped his fists and said, "I'm bowing down to the hall and talking about business. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to visit him."

"It's abrupt!" The man's voice fell and the gate of the courtyard closed again: "The shop's door is on the side of the road, please, please!"

The elder thief met Mr. Yin according to the rules of the world.

Mr. Yin, since he has hidden his true identity, he will not easily meet his fellow workers.

The elder thief came to visit the door without anyone recommending it, so he naturally had to be courteous and show his attitude.

The veteran thief took us around the alley and walked into an inconspicuous tattoo shop. There was a white-haired old man there who had already set up a tea: "Several colleagues please sit, please use tea!"

"Thank you!" The veteran thief took a polite sip of the welcoming tea, took out four gold bars wrapped in red cloth and placed them on the table: "I am the godsun, who is evil, is being penetrated by evil spirits. I also asked Manager Xu to take action to help him collect the evil spirits."

Manager Xu looked at Ye Huan for a while before laughing, "Sun's physique is unusual! I'm afraid it will take some effort."

The veteran thief took out two more gold bars and pushed them over: "Please help from Manager Xu."

"Okay!" Manager Xu nodded and said, "Ten gold bars, I'll do this for you, just treat it as making friends."

"Thank you!" The veteran thief raised his hand and followed Manager Xu and hit each other three palms.

Manager Xu closed the store door and opened a secret door: "Come with me!"

When I followed Manager Xu in, I felt excited - you really dared to ask for the price of ten gold bars.

I am not worried about money, but I am afraid that Manager Xu will not understand the black tiger evil on Ye Huan.

Manager Xu didn't look back, but seemed to see the dissatisfaction on my face and said with a smile: "Young man, do you think I, the old man, can't understand the black tiger on your friend's body, right?"

"As the saying goes: If you don't have diamonds, you won't take on porcelain work. If the old man doesn't have this ability, would he dare to accept so much money for you?"

Manager Xu said: "The tattooing technique has been passed down for several generations in my family. It can not only help your friend transform the black tiger evil, but also bring unexpected benefits to him."

I have heard of the reputation of a craft tattoo artist!

According to legend, the tattoo artists prospered in the Tang Dynasty and weakened in the Song Dynasty, and almost ruined in the Ming Dynasty. It was not until the Qing Dynasty that they rose again.

There are many different opinions about the origin of a tattoo artist. The explanation that the public knows is that tattoo originated from the ancient punishment of face-thorn.

Shudao believed that tattoos came from the Wumen outside the Frontier. At that time, the Han people did not advocate tattoos, but ethnic minorities were popular. Moreover, the person who was responsible for tattoos was a wizard.

After the tattoo technique flowed into the Central Plains, it was only when the tattoo artist was merged with the Central Plains Art that he had a tattoo artist.

The nobles of the Song Dynasty felt that the tattooed person had a low status and were extremely resistant to tattoos, which made the tattoo artists weak from the Song Dynasty. Until Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty explicitly prohibited tattoos, those who were tattooed in the early Qing Dynasty would be severely punished.

According to the official statement of the Ming and Qing dynasties, "Tattooers are prone to gathering people to cause trouble."

In fact, the top tattoo artist appeared in the White Lotus Sect at that time. The imperial court suffered a lot with just one secret tattoo technique. The official ban on tattoos was actually to hunt and kill tattoo artists and attack the White Lotus Sect.

However, under the pressure of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the tattoo artist silently inherited the torch, survived, and returned to the Taoist Tao again.

However, today's tattoo artists are no longer as glory as they were back then.

Manager Xu led us into a secret room and pointed at the painting on the wall and said, "If you want to transform the black tiger evil on him, you need to add a tattoo to him, either suppress or guide him."

"Of course tattoos also require fate. You can see them yourself. If you like them, tell me whichever you like. If you don't like them, I'll take you to another place!"

The pictures in that secret room were dazzling, and I was so exquisite that I could see them. The paintings were so exquisite and vivid that I even wanted to pick a tattoo on my body.

I roughly looked at the tattoo pattern in the room, and Ye Huan was still wandering around. I leaned over and said, "Hey, cat, why don't we tattoo a hello kitty? The kind that can enlarge your eyes."

Ye Huan glared at me: "If you tattoo a husky, I will tattoo a kitty cat!"

"I'm going to do my best today!" I turned around and said, "Shopkeeper Xu, hurry up and press him to tattoo a big-faced cat!"

The veteran thief came up and gave me a brain-burning man: "This unruly thing makes people laugh at."

Manager Xu stroked his beard and smiled, "It's better to be young! Back then, those old brothers and I were not fighting like this. Kids, have you chosen it?"

Ye Huan shook his head, and Manager Xu opened another secret room.

This time, the pictures in the secret room were full of strange ghosts, and their paintings were more vivid than those in the previous secret room.

The ghosts in the painting seem to be able to survive at any time. Every step we take, we feel that the eyes of the evil ghosts are rotating with our bodies, making the secret room even more gloomy and terrifying.

Ye Huan looked around but shook his head. Manager Xu's expression also became a little solemn: "Come again!"

After Manager Xu opened the third secret room, the might of the ruthless divine power rushed over. I pretended to move inadvertently and blocked the old thief.

I can resist the power of divine power with my cultivation level. If I were to be an old thief, I might have to kneel down on the spot, which would be a shame.

Ye Huan didn't even enter the door this time. He stood at the door and looked up suddenly, looking at the secret room like a knife. The Miao Dao behind him also trembled slightly under the opponent's fighting spirit.

Ye Huan, can’t he take action to kill the gods?

I looked into the room sideways, and sure enough, I saw the portraits of gods and Buddhas sticking to the wall, which seemed to be angered by Ye Huan's fighting spirit, and they were also trembling.

Manager Xu was so scared that he quickly closed the door: "Children, if you can't choose, I can choose one for you!"

"Look at the tattoo, how about Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth in Wu? Zhao Gongming's mount is the Black Tiger, which can just subdue your Black Tiger evil."

Ye Huan's eyes were cold and said, "If you are a tiger, you should be king. If you are a mount, you might as well commit suicide."

"This..." Manager Xu was so angry that he couldn't speak when Ye Huan was quarreled, but the veteran thief smiled and said, "Manager Xu, why don't you think of another way?"
Chapter completed!