Before I could speak, the impatient man immediately shook his head and said, "It's okay, I can wait!" ”

This is back in line again.

Yang Yufan frowned unhappily and said to me, "Wu Shen, why are you stunned?" With so many people lining up to get tattoos, you won't make money if you have money? No wonder your business is so bad, come and help me get a few tattoos, the money is all yours. ”

I smiled and said, "I promise, no one will come to you tomorrow for a tattoo." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone said, "I remembered that there was something to do, so I left first." ”

As soon as this person went out, the other people in line also made excuses to slip away.

The person who was halfway through the tattoo also broke out in a cold sweat, got up and said: "I also have something, the money is for you, I, I'll go first!" ”

"Hey!!" Yang Yufan screamed depressedly, but it was too late to stay, and the store was completely empty all of a sudden.

Yang Yufan is stupid.

I yawned and lay back to look at mine.

After a while, Yang Yufan came back to her senses, she came over angrily, suddenly twisted me hard, and asked angrily, "Why did you scare my guests away?" ”

I was innocent: "I didn't! ”

"Before you spoke, they didn't have anything to do, but as soon as you spoke, they were all gone! Is it intentional? You're deliberately not letting me do business, are you? ”

I sighed and said, "It's really none of my business, can I keep my legs on them?" ”

"That's you! What do you mean by that? If you don't say it, they won't leave! ”

"Oooh...... That's why you asked me to help with the tattoo first. You know that if you live on this street and don't want me to get a tattoo for them, you will never be able to get me a tattoo for them, so why would you ask me to do it for you? This is your own death, do you blame me? ”

She opened her mouth, opened her mouth several times, didn't know what she was thinking, and finally asked, "Why don't they want you to get a tattoo?" ”

I smiled and said, "People here believe that the tattoos I make can bring luck as well as misfortune." But they fear the latter more than the former. ”

"Are your tattoos really that amazing?"

I shrugged.

She suddenly sat down on the chaise longue and looked at me defiantly: "Wu Shen, I want to ask you to make me a tattoo now." ”

I said, "No." ”

Yang Yufan said: "I'll give you money, even if it's all my net worth now!" ”

I said, "No." ”

She frowned: "Why?" ”

I smiled slightly: "Because you are too dragged, I don't like it." ”

"You ......"

To stop the quarrel, I turned around and left.

*

When I returned to the store, I found Yang Yufan looking at the paintings on the display wall, and when she saw me coming back, she asked me, "Are these painted by you, or are they the base drawings of the tattoos?" ”

I replied: "Tattoos." ”

"It's beautiful." After blurting out, Yang Yufan regretted it a little, bit his lip, and immediately changed his words: "But it's much worse than me." ”

"Hmm."

"I always thought you didn't have much business here, but it looks like you have a lot of tattoos!"

I whispered, "There is a large part of the work of my master in front of me, who has been doing tattoos for more than thirty years before me. ”

"Oh, no wonder I said, how can a store like yours have so many pieces coming out? It turned out that it took more than 30 years to accumulate so many works. It seems that this is the only way to do it! ”

"Hmm."

*

Yang Yufan provoked many times, but I ignored her.

The only advantage of her being with me is that she will become extraordinarily well-behaved after nightfall, and I have told her not to go out of the room after nightfall, and not to come out of any strange noise.

- That's all she has for it.

She hadn't opened the door, so she didn't know that every night there would be a person standing motionless in front of our store, and there was no shadow of that person under the light of the street lamp.

He wanted to come in, but he couldn't, so he had to stand outside and wait.

He couldn't do anything, so I ignored him.

However, on the third night, he plucked up his courage and walked over and shook the wind chimes at the door.

The one who comes is the guest.

So I walked out, but my feet did not cross the threshold, which is rare in modern times, mainly to keep out the wind and ghosts, so this ghost wandered outside my store for many days, and never got in.

The wind chimes under the eaves are set up for ghosts, and if I come to visit the house, I will ring the bell, and if I don't ring the bell, I will assume that I don't see it.

But he rang the bell today.

I stood inside the threshold and asked, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

The ghost looked at me and opened his mouth as if he had something to say.

however

All that came out of his mouth was the sound of a pig.

When he heard his own pig cry, he was so frightened that his face turned blue, his face was full of horror, and his cry became more and more urgent, as if he was anxiously asking himself why he was making a pig cry?

"Shh

He quieted down.

I pointed to Yang Yufan's room and asked softly, "Are you here to find her?" ”

He nodded.

"Asking for your life?"

He shook his head.

"That's to remind her of the danger?"

He nodded.

I said, "Don't worry, she's safe here, she'll be fine." ”

However, the ghost just shook his head grimly, and it looked like there was still an accident to happen in the future.

I saw that he had something to say, but his throat was cursed and he could not make a normal sound, and I did not want to miss any important information, so I went back to the house and took the sacrificial incense burner, and went out, scattered the ashes on the threshold, and said, "If you can't speak, then write." ”

He nodded, crouched down and wrote.

I also squatted down, wondering what he wanted to leave for Yang Yufan when he came in.

He stretched out his finger and made a gesture in the incense ash, but soon something was wrong, and instead of one horizontal and one vertical, he made a very rough horizontal and vertical one, like ...... Like a hoof!

This?

He was also in a hurry, and when he was in a hurry, he barked, and the cry was still the sound of a pig!

Just when I was wondering what was going on, his hand suddenly turned into a hoof!

Really, hoofs......!

This change starts with the fingers, and the human arm quickly becomes a pig!

Bang bang, it's the sound of clothes breaking!

A fat white pig squeezed through his clothes and jumped out!

What a live pig.

I was stunned for a moment and hurried back.

But it was too late, the big white pig lowered his head and blew hard, and the incense ash sprayed all the incense on my face and my eyes!

it!

This trick is third-rate!

It's over, I'm not going to open anything now!

I subconsciously stepped backwards and tried to distance myself as much as I could.

I couldn't see, so I pricked up my ears to carefully distinguish the sounds around me.

I heard a cracking sound, and it felt like the threshold had been cracked by a pig, followed by a strong wind blowing in!

This level 10 is about to tornado!

Resentment, how heavy is it??

How can a pig's resentment be so heavy?

I can't understand the resentment of pigs, because pigs' brains are not civilized, and if they are not civilized, there will be no view of right and wrong, and the whole pig will be eating, sleeping, sleeping, and living in a mess, so muddy, how can there be feelings, and have such a strong resentment?

But no matter what, now this resentment is coming at me!

I and the pig, of course, have no grievances.

But for an undead spirit full of resentment, no matter who it is, as long as it stands in the way of its revenge, it will block and kill the gods, and the Buddha will block and kill the Buddha!

Now, I'm the one standing in the way, and I've been in the way for three days!

I can't open my eyes now, it's all my hearing.

I felt that the comer was violent, and the yin wind was coming directly, so I tried to dodge as much as I could, and I didn't dare to think so much, and with a wave of my hand, I released the karmic fire.

"Humph!" "Humph! ”

What's going on?

I feel like more than just a pig?

Is this really a few more pigs, or is it my delusion?

I didn't know where I had put the fire, I didn't feel like I was throwing it accurately, and the sound of the pig chirping was still so strong, it didn't look like it was hurt!

If they don't get hurt, that's how miserable I am!