The ghost thorn map is the hard work of our family for generations.

There are already seventy-two ghost thorn drawings accumulated in my vein, and each generation of successors will more or less add the tattoo drawings they have studied.

Grandpa once said that when he passed on to him, there were sixty-five pictures, and he himself opened up seven ghost thorn pictures to add to them, and each picture had a sad story behind it.

It's just that I didn't expect to hear the origin of my grandfather's creation of "love" here.

When he was young, under a big banyan tree in the eighteenth year of the Republic of China, he was made by an actor, and the descendants of this actor are in front of me.

For a moment, I was filled with emotion, and my fate was so wonderful.

But one of my hearts is gradually getting colder.

Back then, the descendants of Xu Qing, the most affectionate and sexual actor, used my family's craftsmanship to do things that hurt nature and reason, and it was impossible to pretend to ignore them.

"Retracted? The craftsmanship of tattooing this piece of love has been passed on, and the Xu family knows how to tattoo, how can you take it back, do you still kill people? Brains gouged? Zhao Banxian hurriedly grabbed me and told me not to be rash.

He told me that murder is a crime.

I couldn't cry or laugh for a moment, why didn't I have this kind of political and ideological consciousness when I killed that fish before?

I shook my head, glared at him, and said, "Our tattoos are so easy to learn there?" They are not really tattooed, it is a trick! ”

Zhao Banxian opened his mouth and exclaimed, "Tricks? ”

I continued: "The Xu family doesn't really know how to tattoo, he can't tattoo that kind of charm, he is clearly the previous generation of Xu Qing's wife After the death of his wife, he peeled off the piece of human skin engraved with the face of love, and folded it on his own skin with tattoos, just like practicing calligraphy, so as long as the original manuscript of Xu Qing's human skin at the beginning is recovered, it will not be passed on." ”

"You?"

Xu Yiyu's eyes widened, looking at me in horror, and he trembled, as if he had been hit by what I said.

"I can't think of it, I casually looked at Uncle Zhao to see feng shui, and I met the descendants of that master, that's it, it's just life, it's also the life of our Xu family." He smiled bitterly a few times, looked at me and said, "Mr. Cheng You, can you decide after I finish Xiaoxue's story?" If I take it back at that time, I will never stop it, and I will present the manuscript with both hands. ”

"Xiaoxue?" I frowned.

He told me that Xiaoxue was his girlfriend, a patient with leukemia, the woman he had tattooed into the picture.

I looked at him calmly.

He smiled wryly and said something.

When his craft arrived here, he couldn't be lost, so he began to look for candidates, and went to the hospital as a volunteer to help those terminally ill patients, where he met a beautiful and kind gentle girl: Xiaoxue.

His eyes flashed with a soft light.

"Xiaoxue is a simple and lovely girl, she has leukemia, but she has dreams, she longs for the world outside the hospital bed, she is a little introverted, shy, insecure, my original intention at the beginning, was to deceive her love for me, because the love needs the soul, to love her own soul, I will go to the ward every day to see her, send flowers, send fruits, and chat with him."

I asked him: Are you in love with her?

"Yes, I was going to trick her into falling in love with me, but I ended up trapping myself, and those days were the best times of my life." His face was gentle, flashing with longing, "I thought at the time that she was the most beautiful person in the world, but unfortunately, she was controlled by illness and dominated her pain, and her dream has always been to have a healthy body." ”

Dreaming of a healthy body?

I was filled with emotion.

It is a common thing for every normal person, but for those patients lying in bed, it is a dream that is difficult to reach.

"Yes, it's been her lifelong dream." Xu Yiyu's eyes were full of pain, and I could feel his sadness.

Later, Xiaoxue's condition became more and more serious, Xu Yiyu's heart was like a knife, and finally one day, he got the news from the doctor that she was not ready, Xu Yiyu knew that he could not hesitate anymore, and wanted to kill Xiaoxue to get his soul, but he couldn't do it.

"It was a very tangled, painful feeling, you know, I wandered outside the ward for a long time, and decided to tell her everything, all the secrets of our family's traditions, our love."

"She is a kind girl, she plans to donate her cornea and body organs, I asked her if she would like it But she was stunned for a moment, nodded softly and agreed, she said she loved me and was willing to become my tattoo and merge with me So, I was in the ward one day, secretly let her swallow sleeping pills by herself, and killed her for her soul."

Xu Yiyu said as he gently stroked the love face on his body, his face was extremely gentle, touching the tattoo, like caressing the skin of a lover.

I was a little creepy, and I was also a little moved by Xu Yiyu's words, this man, he is very affectionate.

As for the gentle and kind girl Xiaoxue, it can only be said that leukemia is an injustice of God, this Xiaoxue turned out to be a tattoo of her own volition, and she did not deliberately deceive her emotions, so when she heard it, this Xu Yiyu was not hopeless.

Despite the affection, it is a very vicious evil art.

I stood up and said, "Since this is the case, then I won't take back the love on your body, your drama and talent can continue to be used, and let Xiaoxue's yin spirit continue to silently guard you, but your original manuscript, the human skin of the actor Xu Qing, must be given to me, and this thing can't be tattooed for the next generation." ”

Xu Yiyu was stunned for a moment, and said very happily: "Thank you, thank you for understanding, our lineage will end when it reaches me, or fortunately, opera has completely declined, and there is no need to rely on this craft to eat." ”

As he spoke, he returned to the room full of costumes, opened the secret compartment, and took out a crumpled human skin.

The human skin is tattooed with a face that looks like a smile and a cry.

This human skin has gone through seventy or eighty years, has been full of vicissitudes, witnessed the rise and fall of the Xu family generation, and it is also full of pinholes, it has been pricked according to the template for too long, tattered, in fact, if I don't take it back, this human skin, at most, is only enough for the next tattoo.

"I took back the human skin." I say.

Xu Yiyu nodded and said, "Then the soul separation disease before me, the exquisite pagoda of the Tota Heavenly King, do you see if it is given?"

I thought, since it has been satisfactorily resolved, then of course I will continue to tattoo, saying: "One yard to one yard, the picture of Tota Li Tianwang is a small picture, and it is also a positive picture, not expensive, two thousand yuan, normal price, no problem, right?" ”

"No problem." Xu Yiyu smiled and said, "Or, I'll sing another farewell to my concubine?" As a reward for tattoos, and then continue the front edge of our two families? ”

I waved my hand, I don't like to listen to dramas, I'm not addicted to dramas, so I don't need it, two thousand yuan for a play, it's too extravagant for me.

Then I asked him to get down and get a tattoo.

"Help"

"Help, he's not Xu Yiyu, I'm the one I was tattooed on my stomach by him"

Suddenly, I seemed to hear a gentle cry, and when I looked down, the emotional face on my belly showed a humanized tremor, revealing a hideous pain and screaming for help in horror.

The face on the stomach is crying for help?

When I saw this, I got goosebumps.

Xu Yiyu saw that I hadn't taken a needle for a long time, and asked me calmly: "Excuse me, can I start tattooing my exquisite pagoda?" ”

"Oh, start now, get tattooed right away."

I was stunned, looked down, and found that the distorted face on his chest had not moved, lying there calmly, making me wonder if the scene I had just seen was a hallucination.

I thought about it, and secretly stroked the face on his stomach, and I didn't feel anything unusual, but after hesitation, a needle still pierced it, and the needle fell quietly.

However, when people are calm, they tend to think about things.

I looked at this very calm Xu Yiyu, and I always felt that something was wrong.

Is he really so affectionate, like his grandfather Xu Qing? Or is there any strange secret in this ability, or a big conspiracy.

This Xu Yiyu won't be calculating me from the beginning, right?

Suddenly, I thought of a terrifying conjecture, and a terrible big lie from the Republic of China era slowly emerged in front of my eyes:

If my guess is true, the Xu Yiyu in front of me is not true, the real Xu Yiyu has already been killed and reborn through the backdoor.

The man in front of him, he is