As soon as Master said this, I also grasped some key points, and suddenly became enlightened.

Before, we always thought about how to pull out the imp but the lower side, it was better to draw the bottom of the kettle and find out the black hand behind the scenes.

Xiao Wanqing disappeared after appearing once, and the posthumous photo hanging on the mourning hall that looked like her, was it her, or was it someone else? Unknown.

At present, the only breakthrough is the one-eyed old man. According to Master, the place where the Hidden Soul Altar is placed must be a place with a very heavy yin qi, and as long as you find the Hidden Soul Altar, it is equivalent to pinching the root of his life.

The entire Beihai City is not big or small, and finding a jar is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Although the chances are slim, they have to try, and they have to be fast, before they make the next killing......

The worst thing is that we don't know what their purpose is, how many of them there are.

All we can do is wait and see.

Something happened the following week.

A uniformed case officer came to the shop and asked Master about tattoos. The man was about 30 years old, with a Chinese face, and claimed to be Fang Shouzheng, saying that there had been a recent homicide, and that the deceased was a painter who had been missing for more than half a month before the accident. Not long ago, someone found him dead in an old house on the outskirts of the western part of the city, and he was tattooed on his back with a strange tattoo, and no one recognized him.

Fang Shou was in charge of investigating this case, so he wanted to find relevant professionals to see, hoping to get any clues from it, and it happened that the master was a well-known local tattoo master, so he came to the door.

After Dao came to his senses, Fang Shouzheng took out a photo, which was a tattoo on the back of a corpse, with a pattern of an ancient man with a bird's face and a human body, riding a bear under his crotch. Lifelike, although it is only a photo, it has a strange atmosphere that cannot be forced to look at.

I recognized it at a glance as the weird tattoo on the long-haired man lying in the coffin of the old house.

Master glanced at me, shook his head casually, and said, "It's the first time I've seen such a tattoo in many years of being in the industry, and I'm really sorry that I can't provide any useful clues."

Fang Shouzheng showed a regretful expression, "Why don't you take a look at Master He, the origin of this tattoo is an important clue, so please ask Master He to pay more attention." ”

The Master pretended to look at it carefully for a moment, and then said, "Although I am old, I have a good memory, and I have never seen a tattoo like this. But since it was Captain Fang who spoke, I didn't dare to be sloppy. In this case, you can leave me a photo, and I will study it carefully, and I will call you as soon as there is any progress. ”

Fang Shouzheng hesitated, agreed to Master's request, and said that then please ask Master He.

When he left, I dared to ask Master, why didn't you just tell Captain Fang that we had seen this tattoo? Master gave me a blank look, "If you say that your milk stink is not dry, you tell him that we have seen this tattoo, and he wants to ask about it, how do we respond?" To say that we were just set a trap and happened to be at the scene of the crime? Until things are clear, we'd better not expose ourselves. ”

I was speechless by Master's speech.

"It just so happens that Fang Shouzheng is looking for us to help identify the origin of the tattoo, and we can also use this line to obtain useful information and find out who is behind the scenes."

I gave a thumbs up, "Sure enough, the fox is still old and cunning......"

"Uh-huh???"

"Oh no, I mean ginger is still old and spicy."

"That's pretty much it."

I took out the picture and asked, "Master, can't you recognize the origin of this tattoo with your knowledgeable eyes?" Or are you hiding something from me? ”

"What are you talking about, let me tell you straight, this is not a tattoo at all, it should be an ancient god statue. As for which god it is, I don't know much, so I'll have to find out with a professional. ”

"Don't be angry, I'll just talk about it casually...... Come on, Master drink tea. ”

I poured tea for Master and was about to bring it to him when there was a sound of dense and rapid footsteps at the door, and a group of men with fierce looks entered. The one who took the lead was Brother Long, the bald man who came to make trouble that day, and he was different from the previous arrogance and domineering, at this time, Brother Long had a blue nose and swollen face, and his attitude was as humble as a grandson.

At first, I thought he was here to find a place, but I didn't expect him to walk up to the master, knelt down, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry to ask uncle, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I offended your old man, and I ask you to have a lot of them, bear with me." ”

Master's face was calm, "What are you talking about, hurry up." ”

The bald man slapped himself wildly as if he wanted his life after hearing the words, "Uncle Qiu, Master Hong has already taught me a lesson, and he said that if you don't forgive me today, let me die outside." Hong Ye can do what he says. Please uncle, just forgive me once. If we had known that you were Lord Hong's benefactor, we wouldn't have dared to offend your old man......"

The master was annoyed by his quarrel, and said casually, "Okay, I'll forgive you." ”

If the bald man is amnesty, he even says thank you.

This scene stunned me on the side, this bald male Brother Long is also a social person who is not big or small, there are a group of people under his hands, how can he face the master like a mouse seeing a cat, could it be that the master used to be a man of the road in the past? I haven't heard Master mention this.

"Nothing else, just get out. I'm still in business. Master coldly gave the order to evict the guest.

The bald man nodded and smiled: "The little one will get out." However, before leaving, Hong Ye specially explained the little one, and there is one thing to inform Uncle Qiu of your old man. ”

"What's the matter?"

The bald man took out an invitation card from his arms, respectfully handed it to the master, and said with a smile: "Hong Ye's 60th birthday, hold a banquet at the Dingsheng Hotel, and ask Uncle to be sure to appreciate the face." ”

The master accepted the invitation and lazily said that he knew, and the bald man left with confidence.

I'm still immersed in fantasies, and I really can't think of what the strange-tempered master looks like, or if the master is so taboo about others looking at his body, it's because he has mixed in the Tao and has tattoos like a green dragon and a white tiger......

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Master, who was a little unnatural by my strange gaze, poured his tea and poured himself a drink.

"Do you have something to ask? Just ask. ”

"Master who knows me, why is that bald guy so respectful to you, and where is that Hong Ye?"

"Sit." The master pointed to the seat in front of him, drank the cup of tea and said slowly: "Don't say that the master is hiding everything from you, your two questions are actually one problem. The reason why that bald head is condescending to me is entirely because of Hong Ye. Hong Ye, you don't know who it is, you should have heard of the name Hong Bancheng, right? ”

Hong Bancheng, I seem to have heard this name somewhere. Yes, this man is the owner of several large companies in Beihai, with strong financial resources and a wide face, so people gave him such a nickname.

To what extent is this half-city cow? For example, if you want to build a house in this city, you can't do without him. Your workers are all Hong Ye's workers, he has thousands of workers under him, and he is a good man who drives migrant workers into the city to make money. The cement, steel bar, sand and gravel you use are all from Hong Ye's subordinate suppliers. Therefore, offending Hong Ye is equivalent to looking for death. No wonder the bald man is flying and domineering, and Hong Ye can press him to the ground and rub him with a word.

Master smiled disdainfully, "He's a big man now, but thirty years ago, when I met him, he was just a gangster on the street. At that time, the economy was just beginning to develop, and there was a lot of debt in a mess, and debt collection agencies came into being. It is said that it is a company, but in fact it is just some hooligan ruffian. Rotten life is ruthless, both shameless and lifeless, so he got such a nickname. The knife in his face was the one he received at that time. Doing this work, it is inevitable that there will be some dirt on his hands, and he will be hated, so he found me and asked me to give him a talisman to change his luck......"

"Master, what did you stab him?"

Master looked me in the eye and spat out two words: "Hades." ”

Suddenly, I seemed to remember something, and as soon as this thought came out, I ran away, only to hear the master continue: "When I stabbed, I told him that the Lord of Hades lives and dies, but the ghosts and ghosts of the town can increase the fortune, but the borrowed fortune is to be repaid, if you don't change the evil and do more good deeds, the thorn will back." Rotten Life Hong later made a fortune and turned into a one-sided character, but instead of keeping his promise, he intensified it. Since then, I have not associated with him, and I have made a rule for myself, that is, not to tattoo talismans on the way......"