My name is Qin Muyang, and I am an orphan who was picked up and raised by my father.

I've been holding a pen since I can remember.,Learn from my father's appearance to draw on the broken notebook.。

Dad is a rune master, his skills are very good, he is also kind, his reputation is good, and his business is prosperous.

But Dad is also a tough temper.

If someone comes to him to tattoo Guan Gong, cross the river and the dragon, and all kinds of bodhisattvas, how much money will not be answered.

Dad said that tattoos are particular and taboo, and random tattoos will cause accidents and retribution.

But my father kept the rules all his life, but he broke them on the night of July 15.

That day, I just gave my father a foot wash, and I was going to soak my feet and go to sleep, but when I went to close the shutter door, a few men with big shoulders and round waists suddenly came outside the door.

Reaching out and snatching my remote control, he bared his teeth and entered the house.

The visitor is a guest, and I dare not rush it.

When a few people burped and saw my father, they threw two stacks of red tickets, and then shook out a picture.

That's a split-eyed Guan Gong!

My father glanced at it, his face was a little dark, and he pushed the money in front of the man, and then accompanied by a smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's too late today, I'm old, my eyes are useless and I can't see clearly, let's come back after a blank day."

But the man didn't give up, stepped on the tattoo bed, grinned a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said, if my father didn't give him a tattoo today, he would smash the shop, so that the two of us could not survive in this town.

I know this man, he has been in prison, he said that he killed someone by mistake, and he has a long scar on his face, which is terrifying to look at.

I was timid since I was a child, but I couldn't see my father being wronged, and I frowned and walked up to see off the guests.

Unexpectedly, the little brother who followed behind him actually raised his hand and punched me, and then pressed me to the ground.

"If you don't, I'll kill him!"

Dad couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to disobey the ancestral teachings, and the blue tendons on his embarrassed forehead flared up.

But after I was punched a few times by a group of them, Dad relented.

Before the rune, it is necessary to count the eight characters, which is also the rule of the ancestors.

The main thing to see is whether this pattern will conflict with the person who tattooed it.

As a result, I asked for a hexagram, and the hexagram was very bad, and it was even fierce.

Daddy's bitter persuasion.

But the man was like eating a scale, and his heart was hardened.

In the end, there was no way, but my father still burned the talisman for him and melted the color.

"If you betray Master Guan, you must be righteous, you must not make a treacherous villain, let alone do something like a chicken and a dog thief, so that you can be safe, if not, I will not be responsible for all the consequences!"

The man agreed, but Dad couldn't help it, sighed, blackened his face, and moved his hand.

A full-backed Guan master, his father didn't sleep for a day and a night, and he finished the tattoo.

The man got what he wanted, and the money was given even more neatly.

Seeing this group of "earth overlords" leave, my father's brows twisted into twists.

"It's going to be bad!"

Sure enough, within a few days, there were deaths in the town.

The man who tattooed Master Guan died, along with those little brothers.

I felt relieved, but I was scared.

I asked a few people to find out what happened.

A few days after the man got his tattoo, he went to the bathhouse to take a bath.

I also found a lady to massage my back.

When I went out to change clothes after taking a bath, I didn't step on the steps steadily, and the whole person fell to the ground, and my ribs pierced my heart, and I died on the spot.

And the young lady who stepped on her back also had a car accident a few days later, and she didn't die, but her leg was crushed under the wheels of the car, and she was completely crippled.

When Dad heard about these things, he was not surprised at all, but his face became more and more heavy.

Say it's all punishment.

"He is a ruffian hooligan, without benevolence and morality, how can he stand the righteousness of Master Guan, even if he takes a bath, he has to find an immodest woman to step on Master Guan without being clothed, this is death!"

I thought that the man was dead and the matter would be over, but my father asked me to pack my luggage and said that I would go out and hide for a while.

I didn't take it seriously, but the store was surrounded in the afternoon.

A group of big men burst into my house and smashed all the utensils, and a haggard woman dragged my father's clothes to make me pay for my father's life.

In the end, the neighbor called the police, and the patrol came before stopping.

But that group of people did not give up, and always came to provoke.

There are often some feces and urine at the door, garbage, and what is even more hateful is that there are still people burning paper money and placing wreaths in front of my house!

The days that followed were not peaceful, and the neighbors began to complain, and my father's already bad health deteriorated.

He said that it was all because he disobeyed the teachings of his ancestors, tired people's lives, and was retribution.

My father had no intention of running the rune shop, sold the house, and took me away.

One morning, a few months later, I went to call him for dinner, only to find out that my father had passed away.

Next to the pillow was a dark wooden box, along with a letter.

Dad said, let me use the money from the sale of the house to marry a daughter-in-law and live a good life.

And let me keep this wooden box well, if I really can't live in the future, maybe I can use this mixed mouth to eat.

I opened the wooden box after I handled my father's funeral neatly.

It was found that there was a tattooed knife inside, a black embroidered robe that my father had worn for half his life, and an old book in black skin.

The title of the book is called "Rune Master's Handbook".

It records tens of thousands of techniques and color palettes about runes, and there is a lot to do with them......

But my father's dying letter said that he couldn't touch this thing as a last resort.

I have always obeyed my father's last wishes, and even sealed this wooden box and hid it under the bed.

But just a few days ago, I suddenly had a terrible stomach pain, and I went to the hospital to take a film, and the doctor said that I had advanced stomach cancer and didn't have much time.

I went home like a mourner, lying in the rental house and crying without tears.

After more than half a month, one night I suddenly dreamed of my father, and he said that he was thinking about me.

I knew that my time was short, and although I didn't live enough, I couldn't cure this malignant stomach cancer.

I just want to donate all my savings to those in need.

When I was packing up, I saw the wooden box that I had hidden in the snow.

I took out the [Rune Master's Manual] inside and looked at two pages, and I actually saw something interesting inside.

There is a tattoo pattern of a nine-petaled lotus flower, and its runic blessing is longevity.

It is necessary to use longevity charms to melt the color paste, and after burning incense and bathing on the eighth day of the fourth month, the rune is marked.

My heart moved, isn't tomorrow the eighth day of the fourth month?

I took the book and read it carefully more than a dozen times, and then took out the hexagram that my father used before his death, and wanted to test it for myself.

But I don't know my birthday......

Finally I took the book and went to my father's grave at night.

"If I die, I will accompany you and continue to give you filial piety, but if I happen to survive, you must bless me and carry forward this rune!"

The next morning, I went home, picked up my father's favorite tattoo knife, melted the color, drew the rune paper, and practiced it on my arm.