My name is Xia Lie, and I own a tattoo parlor, but my main source of income is not tattoos. I'll say there's a profession that I'm sure you haven't heard of, it's called Meat Fu Taoist.

Other half-immortal immortals draw talismans on yellow paper, and our meat talisman Taoist priests draw talismans directly on people. The Roufu Taoist was also orthodox at the beginning, but unfortunately, I didn't know what happened later, and this vein completely declined.

I'm supposed to be the only person other than that man who can draw meat talismans. The suppression of the orthodoxy of famous families forced us to change our appearance, change the meat charm into a tattoo, and hide it in the market.

It is similar to tattoos, the same color is applied to the knife and needle on the body, and it is paid once, and it is permanently valid, called a tattoo artist, and it is not wronged.

There are only two people in my shop, and in addition to me, there is also a young man named Zhang Li, I taught him to tattoo, but he is not tough enough, and he does not eat the bowl of rice of the meat Fu Taoist priest.

It was overcast, and the dreary atmosphere made me feel like I was going crazy. Zhang Zhang kept sketching on the sketch paper with a pen on the side.

To learn tattoos, there are three most important foundations, one is copying, the second is sketching, and the third is patience. These are, uncovered, and have nothing to do with what I'm going to say.

Although it is the age of technology, there are many electronic AIs that have replaced human labor, and it is more difficult for craftsmen to survive.

But I've always insisted on eating with my craft, never using a machine. It had to do with a promise I made when I was younger.

"Tension, close the door!" I stretched my waist and said to Zhang Li, who immediately jumped in front of the scroll door like a monkey and pulled the scroll door down.

However, when there was still a gap, a pair of slender hands grabbed the scroll. This is a pair of women's hands, and judging from the hands, it is still a beautiful woman.

The Creator would not have put these hands on an ugly woman, that would be too tyrannical. I waved my hand to stop the tension and let the man in.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, she was a very beautiful woman. With a tall figure and full breasts, she shows off her skills all the time.

The tension can be seen flowing out. The tall woman swept around the shop and then set her eyes on me.

Walk straight up to me.

"I was introduced by Tang Shu." Straight to the point, without the slightest nonsense with me. I nodded slightly, took out two hundred dollars from the drawer, and handed it to Zhang Li.

"You're on vacation tonight, let's go play!" Zhang Li smiled in my understanding, looking at the tall woman and me with a wicked smile on his face.

I kicked him in the ass and motioned for him to get out. This kid is quite sensible, and when he left, he pulled down the scroll door.

I made a gesture of please to the woman who had a lot of money.

"My name is Charolo, Tang Shu said, you can help me here." Noncommittal, I took the woman named Charlotte to the studio, and then took the key to open a small inconspicuous door.

Led Charolo into the small door, in the dim light. There is a set of tools commonly used for tattoos, as well as some messy things.

There are also many strange bottles and jars. Charololo was not shy at all, and took off her shirt at once. Holding the capital of his chest with both hands, he lay on the workbench, revealing his smooth and flawless back.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcing myself to focus. While putting on my mask, I asked in a pretentious way, "What are you going to draw and where are you going to draw it?" Charolo swayed like a seductive serpent, and lay as comfortable as she could.

"On my back, draw me a unicorn spillage." Hearing the words Qilin spilling blood, my hand holding the needle shook violently a few times.

The needle pierced the skin of my hand, and blood beads immediately came out. Drawing a meat talisman is a tattoo, or a tattoo is derived from the Daomen meat talisman, but there are a few steps missing.

So, the tools used are pretty much the same. I hurriedly pulled a ball of cotton yarn, wiped the blood from my hands, and then wrapped the needle stained with the blood of my fingers and carefully put it in my pocket.

Charolo looked at me calmly, as if she didn't think it was exciting enough, and added a few more words.

"Cutting flesh and painting, full of blood from a unicorn." A sneer flashed on my lips: "Sister, I don't think you look like you're the kind of person who thinks you're long, what's wrong?" Can't think about it? Charolo suddenly smiled, and the smile made people can't help but feel pity.

"Tang Shu said that only Master Xia can help me, can't you help Luo Luo, a weak woman?" I took a deep breath, damn it, Zhang Wuji is right, beautiful women are all scourges.

Although the original sentence is not this, the general meaning is almost the same. I turned around and walked out of the small room at the workbench, took out my mobile phone and dialed Tang Shu.

The phone didn't ring twice, it was connected, and Tang Shu's unique lazy voice remembered: "Hey! Little hunting! I suppressed my anger and said, "Tang Shu, you have forgotten my taboos?" "Tang Shu, this bastard, has known him since I stepped into this place and ate a bite of tattoos.

Except for the name being a bit fucked up, and pronouncing like a cousin, he has been very well-behaved over the years. Our relationship, in layman's terms, is that he is an agent, and I am the artist under him, of course, I am not the only artist under him.

The partial seven elements are almost all occupied, and I, the Meat Fu Taoist, is only one of them. Tang Shu was not in a hurry or impatient, and the voice on the phone was still like the warm sun of three springs.

"Isn't it just that you don't paint in three or four, don't worry, that woman named Charolo is not ordinary, and she can hold it down." If you don't paint three or four, you don't paint three or four, don't paint four parts, don't paint four methods, and don't paint four patterns.

These things, passed down from generation to generation, are taboo in our line of meat charms. Cutting flesh painting, spilling blood unicorn, these two are not painted.

I gritted my teeth and said: "Tang Shu, you have been fishing for so many years in the Seventh Circle, you should know that this kind of thing, if something happens, not only will we be ruined in our lifetime, but it is estimated that we will not be able to run away in the next life." On the phone call, Tang Shu was silent for a long time: "You paint, I can't refuse the conditions offered by the other party this time, just let you help me this time." I sneered: "Help you? Helping you with my own life? Tang Shu seemed to hesitate for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said: "The man you described, I have news, you help me draw this meat talisman, I will exchange this news." "When the first sentence of Tang Shu came out, I knew that I couldn't refuse, that man was my fatal weakness.

I don't know so much about him, and every time I think of his sinister face, I feel a pain in my spine.

As long as I can find that man, I don't want to draw a unicorn spilling blood for that woman, or I can paint it for myself, and I'll do it.

That man not only gave me the ability to draw meat talismans, but also gave me a nightmare that lasted every night.

I think that if I don't find him, I won't be able to get rid of this nightmare for the rest of my life. Isn't it just a meat talisman?

Draw!