Brother, the fourteen words you want to tattoo are Taoist things given to the world to scatter immortals, in fact, theoretically it is the same as the tattoo of the god and Buddha, but it is stronger than the righteousness of the god and Buddha statue, the so-called god and Buddha can not be bullied, the serious monk Lao Tao, the body will never wear the god and Buddha statue and symbolic text scriptures, why? Because according to the theory of Buddhism, the human body is the dirtiest thing in the world, and you bring those things on your body to be a kind of contempt for the gods and Buddhas, let alone tattoos on the flesh and skin! What do you say about men wearing Guanyin and women wearing Buddha, fart, that's all hyped up by merchants, the more you bring, the more you are invisibly bullying God and insulting Buddha, which is a big disrespect

After Zhiyuan's words were finished, I was indeed a little shaken, what he said was not unreasonable, and even some of the words I knew myself, Yang Laodao probably wouldn't know it, but in that case, why did he ask me to tattoo this sentence?

I've been so unlucky lately, I've been fucking hellish almost every day, and when I turn around and recite that word to my back, the demons can't spare me

Seeing that I hesitated, Xiaoru handed me a lollipop from the side and persuaded me: Don't think about it, my second uncle asked you to tattoo that sentence, naturally he has his thoughts, you just do it.

Well, well.

I nodded, sat directly on the tattoo chair, smiled at Zhiyuan and said: Brother Zhiyuan, you can do it!

Good! The pattern is spoken, and the pattern is thought about before the pattern; Easy to wrinkle and difficult to remove, think deeply! Brother, I took this job, you can hold back and don't be afraid of the pain, the infusion needle still has to hurt for a while, tattooing is a long-term job, it is estimated that you will have to hurt for a while

Brother, you can do it, I'll bear with it

Although the words are good, Zhiyuan really didn't lie to me, the moment the tattoo machine fell, the unimaginable stinging pain immediately spread all over my body, and the pain made me can't help but twitch my body, but Zhiyuan pressed my back suddenly, and said with a smile: Bear with it, if you can't even stand this pain, what kind of tattoo are you?

I didn't answer, and silently leaned on the chair and wrapped my arms around the back of the chair, trying not to let myself move any more.

But at this moment, the door of the house was kicked open from the outside, and everyone couldn't help but look back, and it was the sweaty monkey brother who rushed in panting

Seeing that it was Brother Monkey, Xiaoru hurriedly asked: Monkey? What are you doing here?

Lao Tzu came running with your car!

Brother Monkey said with red eyes: The master is eccentric! Why don't you tattoo him and give me a tattoo! Isn't it just two broken poems? I'm tattooed too!

Zhiyuan was stunned, but he could already hear from the words that it was also our own people, so he asked him with a smile: Brother, do you also want to tattoo these fourteen words?

Brother Monkey glanced at me angrily, as if he was jealous, snorted and said: Lao Tzu is not the same tattoo as him! Isn't it poetry? Poetry is there! The master didn't tattoo those two sentences for me, Lao Tzu tattooed something else, right?

Zhiyuan scratched his head helplessly, and then shouted twice at the door, and the studed man who was guarding the door hurriedly ran in.

Zhiyuan tilted his chin at Brother Monkey and said: This brother wants to tattoo a poem on his back, I am too busy to leave, you take him to the next room to help him tattoo.

That kid should be an apprentice in the store, and after hearing this, he nodded quickly, and asked Brother Monkey what poem he wanted to tattoo?

Brother Monkey glared at me and said, "You can tattoo any poem!" In short, you must be more domineering than that kid! More bull B!

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the hut inside, Xiaoru couldn't persuade us.

But after leading him into the inner room, the stud man ran out again, walked to Zhiyuan and asked for help, saying: Master, what should I do, he didn't say anything about tattoos, how can I do it?

It's easy to do.

Zhiyuan casually pointed to the table in the corner, and said: Isn't there 300 Tang poems in my drawer, you can turn a page casually, and tattoo which one you turn to

Oh, okay.

The stud man hurriedly ran to the table and found the book from the drawer, flipped through it casually, and was stunned at the time, then shook his head and said to himself: Hey, this is all fate

After he finished speaking, he walked to the back room with the book, and when Zhiyuan tattooed me, he casually asked: How is it, what poem did you turn to?

The master is Du Fu's "Northern Expedition".

He finished speaking and went into the room, leaving us in the room dumbfounded

After being stunned for a long time, Xiao Ru, who was sitting next to her eating a lollipop, suddenly leaned forward and laughed wildly: Mom! I know this poem, there are hundreds of sentences in the whole poem, and I can't finish tattooing flowers on the monkey's feet! Aha, the monkey's life is too miserable

We all burst into laughter, except for the heart-rending screams of wolves and wolves coming from the innermost hut

Oops, tap, tap

At about three or four o'clock in the morning, Xiaoru sat on the bench and fell asleep in a daze, but I was so painful that I couldn't sleep at all, and my whole back was completely numb as if it was not my own

I was sweating profusely and said to Zhiyuan, who was still seriously tattooing words on my back: Brother Zhiyuan, I'll just tattoo a few words, do you need to do it for so long?

Brother, you don't understand, tattoos are an art, a hook is a technical job, my golden sign can't be smashed on you.

After another ten minutes like this, Zhiyuan finally took a long breath, and suddenly slapped me on the back, so painful that I jumped up from the tattoo chair with a roar.

My shout woke up Xiaoru and Brother Hai, Zhiyuan wiped a handful of sweat, took a cigarette in his mouth and said: It's done, brother, I will help you tattoo these two poems, if it causes you unnecessary trouble in the future, I will be irresponsible

I nodded, and was just about to get up from the tattoo chair when I heard a squeak, and the door next door opened, and then I saw Brother Monkey walking out with red circles under his eyes and a sluggish look

As soon as Brother Monkey came out, the whole room was silent for an instant, and all eyes converged on him, his clothes were already on, and his walking posture should be not lightly pierced.

As soon as I saw Brother Monkey coming out, I couldn't care about the pain in my back, so I quickly stood up with a smile and asked: Brother Monkey, how are your tattoos? Show me, I haven't read Du Fu's "Northern Expedition".

Listening to me, Brother Monkey's face became even more ugly, and Xiaoru was even more smiling next to him, and his face turned red.

Brother Monkey was silent for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly and said: That song "Northern Expedition" is so long, I roughly counted seven or eight hundred words, I really don't have the courage to tattoo it

Xiao Ru crossed Erlang's legs and held a lollipop in his mouth, gloating next to him and said: Cut, you were still unconvinced just now, what's the matter, it's soft?

What are you talking about? Although I didn't have a tattoo of "Northern Expedition", I got a better tattoo than the Northern Expedition!

Brother Monkey glared, turned his back to us as he spoke, and said: I know that you must laugh at me if I go back on my word, but it doesn't matter, I think the one I tattoo now must be better than "Northern Expedition", and it is much more domineering than the two sentences on the back of the pony!

As he spoke, he grabbed the waist of his pants with both hands and pulled him down, and a large black pattern immediately appeared on his cheeks, covering his entire buttocks.

Let's take a closer look, and the left and right sides add up to what seems to be one word, and when we put it together, we can see it

Force.

At a glance, a room full of us laughed again, I said in my heart, Brother Monkey, you must be crazy, you have a tattoo on your ass, aren't you deceiving yourself?

Seeing that we smiled, Brother Monkey's face turned red for a moment, and he glared and said: Why are you in a hurry? I didn't show you it all!

After he finished speaking, he pulled up the T-shirt on his upper body, this time we saw clearly, it turned out that there were a few words on his back and waist, which together were my best -b, but when the tattoo was the most word, the apprentice estimated that the craftsmanship was wrong, so he tattooed the wrong word, and re-tattooed it below, so it was theoretically five words

And because of a typo, the original design of the whole back of the pattern can only be moved down, so the last word can only be tattooed on the buttocks

Seeing this tattoo, not only Xiaoru and I couldn't laugh, but Brother Hai and Zhiyuan also laughed back and forth, Zhiyuan laughed so much that the tattoo in his hand fell to the ground, waved his hand and said: Brother, my little apprentice may not be very good when he first came to Qiyue, you can bear with me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

When he spoke, he saw Brother Hai in a wheelchair leaning back with a smile, and the head of the Maitreya Buddha tattoo was exposed in the bandage on his stomach, Zhiyuan glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly his face changed

Brother Hai, what's wrong with your tattoo?

Zhiyuan suddenly pointed to the tattoo on Brother Hai's stomach and said: Your Maitreya Buddha is also tattooed by me, it used to be very good, why did you suddenly have a pair of horns on your head?

As soon as Zhiyuan spoke, we all looked towards Brother Hai.

The wound on his stomach was cut with a knife when he caught Maggie Hu at school, the scar was not good, the slender knife edge was clearly visible, and the entire head of Maitreya Buddha was exposed from the bandage, the Buddha was still smiling cutely, but the two temples did reveal a pair of clearly visible black sharp horns

Seeing that all of our eyes were focused on his stomach, Brother Hai quickly pulled the bandage again, smiled and said: Hey! It's not that day that Lao Tzu was able to cut a knife to the stomach, it is estimated that it was a knife wound.

Zhiyuan didn't take it seriously, so he nodded and said: I guess so, I said, no matter how good my tattoo is, it is impossible to get a tattoo alive, how can I grow sharp horns on my own, haha

Because the tattoo on Brother Monkey's body is too domineering and attractive, we didn't care about Xiaoru, especially Xiaoru, who came with Yang Laodao's entrustment.