Entrust him to work?

Ming Chuan half-squinted, looking at the man in front of him, who was dressed in a bag, and didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He decided to wait and see what the man wanted to entrust him to do.

Coming to the door of the tattoo parlor again, Ming Chuan looked at the closed iron door in front of him, kept an eye on it, and secretly asked Ying Lan to sneak in first to investigate the situation inside.

Shadow Lan's movements were fast, and he returned to his shadow in a circle, and it only took a few seconds before and after.

When Ying Lan returned, the man in purple had just opened the graffiti-covered iron door, turned his head and grinned at him, and said, "Don't worry, there are no traps in there." With that, he stepped into the room.

Hearing this, the corners of Mingchuan's mouth hooked slightly, squinted his eyes slightly, and followed in.

The furnishings in the tattoo parlor were the same as when he had come before, except that the flowers on the coffee table had been replaced by white bellflowers.

The pink-haired girl saw them, stood up and greeted them, and when she saw Ming Chuan, she had a professional smile on her face, but her eyes were faintly resentful, obviously still resentful of the fact that he had released the pigeon before.

"Qing, you can get off work. The man in purple said to the girl with a smile.

"Huh, so early today?" the woman named Aqing looked at Ming Chuan in some surprise, then shrugged her shoulders and said, "Then I'm leaving, you can't deduct my salary for some reason." ”

"When did I deduct your wages?" asked the man in purple, lazily leaning against the wall on one side of the room, playfully.

"I'm just giving you a heads-up. As she spoke, A-Qing walked to the cabinet on the side of the room, took out a lady's shoulder bag from the cabinet, casually put it on her shoulder, waved at the man in purple, and strode out.

After the woman left, the man in purple turned his gaze to Ming Chuan and said to him, "Feel free to sit, you don't need to be restrained here." ”

Ming Chuan was not polite, sat on the sofa with a big grin, took out a cigarette and lit one, and did not mean to consult the owner of the store at all.

The man in purple didn't care, took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Ming Chuan, and said, "After talking for a long time, I haven't introduced myself yet." ”

Mingchuan took the business card, and the beige card was written with three Chinese characters of "Wei Zitang" in charcoal gray ink, and the words "Manager and Designer of the Design Department of XX Company" were printed on the title in a two-size font. He had heard the name of this company, which was quite famous in China.

"This shop is just a hobby of mine, not worth mentioning. Wei Zitang said, "I don't come often, and Aqing is in charge most of the time." ”

"Before talking about the consignment business, I want to know, is this tattoo your masterpiece?" Ming Chuan took out his mobile phone, flipped out the photo of the "Ghost King" tattoo, held it up in front of the other party's eyes and asked.

"This is indeed a masterpiece, right?" Wei Zitang glanced at the pattern in the photo, and a rather smug smile appeared on his face.

"What is your intention in making this pattern into a tattoo and tattooing it on someone else's body?" Ming Chuan asked directly.

"Intentions, hehe, you think too much, I just think this pattern is very artistic, so I think of such an attempt. Wei Zitang smiled and said, "Don't you think that this avatar of the Ghost King perfectly integrates the worship and fear of the demons and ghosts for power, embodies a completely instinctive desire, and forms it into a special belief, which is full of primitive artistic ingredients." ”

I don't know if the ghost king pattern in the photo caused Wei Zitang's enthusiasm for art, the more he talked, the more excited he became, and his face showed an extremely exaggerated look, which was completely different from his previous demeanor on the bus, like madness.

Artists are crazy, and that's not wrong at all. However, in Ming Chuan's eyes, this guy in front of him is just a pure madman, as for art...... Forgive him for being a layman who doesn't feel anything so elegant.

However, although the other party was acting crazy, Mingchuan still felt that this guy was not telling the truth.

After talking to himself for a long time, Wei Zitang put away his enthusiasm and gradually calmed down.

Only then did Ming Chuan pull his eyelids and speak again: "So, do you know that this pattern is the 'Ghost King'?"

Wei Zitang was stunned, and then realized that he had accidentally said something just now, but he didn't care much about it, and nodded and admitted, "You're right." ”

"Considering this pattern as a tattoo is entirely out of your personal interest?" or should I say "bad taste"?

"That's true. Wei Zitang nodded very frankly.

"So, how do you know about the 'Ghost King'?" Ming Chuan crossed Erlang's legs and asked while smoking a cigarette, "Judging by your appearance, it shouldn't be a ghost." Ordinary humans would not know about the shrine that the goblins worshipped. ”

"Of course I heard it from someone else. Wei Zitang looked like a matter of course, clasped his hands around his chest, and said with a smile, "From a ghost exorcist I know." ”

"What's the name of the exorcist you know? Maybe I know it too. Ming Chuan already had an answer in his heart, but he still asked with a smile.

"Name, to be honest, I don't know what his real name is. Wei Zitang pursed his lips and made a disapproving look, "I only know that everyone else calls him 'Ah Shan'." ”

"Ashan?" Isn't it Kaguya?Ming Chuan was slightly stunned.

"What? look at your expression a little surprised, isn't it different from the person you think?" Wei Zitang grinned when he saw this.

Ming Chuan ignored the other party's ridicule, restrained his thoughts, and changed the question: "Since you have a ghost exorcist you know, what can you entrust him, why bother to come to me?"

"Don't talk so much, you should come to me first. Wei Zitang said and threw a wink at Mingchuan, which made him shudder all over, "Although Ah Shan is also a ghost exorcist, he can't see the head and tail of the dragon all day long, and he doesn't know which city in which country at this time, it is difficult to find him, and you, just happen to be in the same place as me, why should I go far away?"

"My charges are very high. Ming Chuan raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party, knowing that this guy was not telling the truth, nor did he expose it, and talked directly about the price.

"Tell me about your price. Wei Zitang said with a smile.

Mingchuan's eyelids rolled, and he said lightly: "Starting at 500,000, the specific price has to be ordered after listening to your commission." "Unceremoniously, the price was increased tenfold.

Since this guy was sent to the door, why should he be soft-hearted? (To be continued.) )