To the south of Harbin City, at the junction of Jilin and Heilongjiang, there is a small fourth-tier city, which is Songyuan, where we are going.

It's not very far from the county seat where I live.

On the way, I asked Zhu Feiyue a little uneasily: "What do you say is the name of the tattoo master?" Where did you get that? ”

Mei Lianzhou said that the circle of metaphysics is very chaotic and dangerous, and I empathize with this, and I am afraid of meeting bad people with ulterior motives.

Zhu Feiyue casually snorted a cigarette: "I found it on the Internet, people are not only proficient in tattoos, but also know acupuncture and massage, fortune telling, and it is said that they can also use tattoos to change their fate or something." ”

I shook my head when I heard this: "You can believe a few things on the Internet, I'm really convinced." ”

Zhu Feiyue glared at me and said, "What's the matter?" I asked Mei Lianzhou to help me find a tattoo artist, but he refused, so I had to find it myself. ”

He showed me the tattoo master's WeChat, with two words: "piercing", I don't know if it's a man or a woman, and the tattoo pictures posted in its circle of friends are basically not normal, they are all kinds of demon faces, one is more gloomy than the other.

One of them had six dead babies stabbed on his back, and those dead babies had their eyes closed, their facial features were sickly swollen, and they were in a circle, with a small black coffin in the center.

Seeing this picture, my scalp began to jump: "Brother Zhu, let's not go, I feel that this person is unreliable." ”

Zhu Feiyue took the mobile phone: "I made an appointment with Duren, if it's reliable or not, let's take a look." ”

I frowned: "I don't understand, why do you have to go to the netherworld?" It feels like you're dying. ”

"If you want to learn skills, let Mei Lianzhou teach you."

"Too slow." Zhu Feiyue looked at me and said: "It's really difficult to get started with metaphysics, if you want to learn to be famous, it will take at least three or five years, and it depends on personal talent, Mei Lianzhou said, I belong to the kind of talent that is very poor, I don't have ten or eight years, I want to start dreaming!" I can't always rely on my daughter-in-law to make a living, a man can only live with dignity if he has his own life. ”

"Look at those sons-in-law on the Internet, the protagonist in them is like a pen, kneeling to wash the feet of his daughter-in-law, just go up and lick a few bites, a few more grievances, you know no, those books are adapted from my prototype."

I smiled bitterly: "You can pull it down, don't be dissatisfied, with the protection of Sister Yanzi, ordinary evil ghosts dare not approach you, how many people envy you." ”

"Sister Yanzi won't really force you to wash her feet, right? How is the progress of your little couple's intercourse, tell me the details. ”

Zhu Feiyue threw the cigarette butt out of the window: "Get out, take a look at the film yourself." ”

"No quality." The driver was a little dissatisfied when he threw cigarette butts out.

Zhu Feiyue yelled at him: "Drive your broken car, beep again, see if I can cut you and you'll be done." ”

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that he had a fierce look on his face, a hideous look on his face, and he was too frightened to say anything.

"Does your daughter-in-law agree with you going to the Netherworld?" I wondered.

Zhu Feiyue gritted his teeth and said: "Of course she is not happy, but I have to go dead or alive, and she has nothing to do with me." ”

He looked at me meaningfully: "Li Zhiwen, brother sends you a message, the fate of the old man must be in his own hands, you can't rely on anyone in this world except yourself." ”

Along the way, my scalp kept jumping, and the car drove into Songyuan City, turning around, and finally stopped in front of a tube building.

This tube building has an age, from the architectural style, it should be built by Maozi of the Soviet State in the last century, ugly, but strong, Zhu Feiyue's age and I combined, may not be as old as this building.

As soon as I entered the building, I immediately smelled of mold, it was dark inside, there was no light, the corridor was in a long and narrow straight line, there were residents on the left and right sides, it seemed a little crowded, there were some pots and pans piled up on the ground, and the toilet and kitchen were shared.

The people who live here should be some old people, I don't know who is playing Peking Opera, babbling.

The building is four storeys high.

Walking down the tattered staircase to the top floor, Zhu Feiyue led me to room 404 and knocked on the door.

After knocking five or six times, a deep voice came from the door: "Push hard, the door is not locked." ”

Zhu Feiyue pushed closer, and when he heard a click, the door opened, and after we entered the house, we looked around curiously.

The room is quite bright, the living room is not large, in the middle is a set of tables and chairs for drinking tea, and there are some pencil sketches on the wall, all of which are all kinds of tattoo patterns.

There were a few potted plants on the windowsill, and some change of clothes hung from the wire.

There was a faint smell of pen and ink in the air.

There is also a small room next to it, in which Fei Yuqing's cut of plums is playing:

"True love is like a plum blossom blooming, and cold ice and snow cannot be drowned...... The snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is bleak, and the world is vast. ”

Zhu Feiyue still had the heart to amuse me: "Come, shake with the rhythm." ”

I glared at him, walked to the back door, and craned my neck to peek in.

Compared with the living room, the inner room was much darker, the windows were curtained, and in the dark room, there was a single bed, on which lay a young girl, who was wearing nothing, lying on the bed bareback, slippery on her back.

On the stool next to the bed, sat a middle-aged man, who was about the same age as Mei Lianzhou, wearing sunglasses, a beard on his face, long hair, and a ponytail.

The man was dressed in a black Tang costume with strange patterns embroidered with red thread, and he held a chopstick-long embroidery needle in his hand, which was stained with paint and lightly stabbed the girl's back.

A few drops of blood flowed down her back, and the girl screamed in pain, and her waist kept writhing.

The girl's back was tattooed with a delicate wild rose, and the general outline had been completed, only the details were missing. It can be seen that the tattoo artist's technique is very profound, the rose thorn into the wood is three points, lifelike, with the skin twisting, the rose flutters in the wind, as if alive.

"Look, I said that people are of high level, but you still don't believe it." Zhu Feiyue stared at the girl, and his eyes were straight.

My eyes were mainly focused on the tattoo master, his face was very white, his facial features were very delicate, very handsome, which reminded me of the painter in Harbin City, he was much more handsome than the painter, and even a little too handsome, and there was a faint feminine appearance between his eyebrows and eyes.

Some people are born with good skin, and they can't compare.

It's just one thing, I don't understand, the light in the room is dim, only a small table lamp is placed in front of the bed, the lighting conditions are insufficient, but the tattoo artist is still wearing sunglasses, can you see clearly?

The two of us crowded at the door to watch, but the tattoo artist didn't say anything, the girl was not happy, turned her head and rolled her eyes at us: "Two stinky dicks, have you seen enough?" ”

The tattoo artist looked up and smiled at us: "Just wait a minute, there's tea in the outhouse." ”

When we returned to the outhouse, I saw a pot of Pu'er tea brewing on the table, we drank tea and smoked, and waited for about ten minutes, and finally it was over, the girl came out in a down jacket, frowned and asked the tattoo artist: "Can you do it well?" ”

The tattoo artist nodded: "Don't worry, that child will never come to you again, remember, don't take a bath for two weeks, don't drink hot water." ”

I drank tea and looked at the girl, she was about the same age as me, her face was covered with a thick layer of powder, she was not ugly, but her eyebrows were full of anger, and she looked like a bitter person.

"You'd better not lie to me, or I'll find someone to demolish your house." The girl coldly threatened, counted out the money from her bag, handed it to the tattoo artist, and before going out, she did not forget to glare at me a few times.

Waiting for her to leave, the tattoo artist shook his head helplessly, sat opposite the two of us and said: "Now the little young, it's really caught, that woman's style is very inappropriate, she has beaten more than a dozen times before and after, and something happened, one of the ghost fetuses found her, and when she fell asleep at night, she crawled into her bed, crying and saying Mom, why don't you want me?" ”