The kimono girl led us in, this is a typical Japanese ancient architecture, the biggest feeling is narrow, the space is narrow but the layers are changeable...... [^Small^ said. The means of inlaying back the sleeve such as pulling the 'door', the curtain and the corridor make this place look like a 'labyrinth' palace. Don't look at such a big place, if it's the first time you come, you can really turn around and be confused.

Ling Lin was familiar with the road, and took my hand to walk inside, and she could see that she had been here many times.

The kimono young 'girl' stepped on small steps, bending down beside us to 'serve' at any time. The black curtains, the evocative ukiyo-e doors, and the corridors with twisting rings and box covers. I was very uncomfortable, I felt an inexplicable feeling of pressure, and I couldn't breathe well.

What did Ling Lin say to the kimono young 'female' in Japanese, and the kimono young 'female' communicated with her in Japanese, Ling Lin smiled: "Let's speak Chinese, this guest doesn't understand Japanese." ”

The kimono young 'girl' bent down to me: "The shopkeeper Master is in retreat, and without his instructions, it is not suitable to meet customers." However, his apprentice is tattooing a guest, so please come with me. ”

I followed them to the second floor and walked down the hallway. Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

This fragrance is a bit 'psychedelic', which reminds me of the body fragrance of mythical beasts.

In the room at the end of the corridor, there was a low chanting sound, and the lamp was burning inside, reflecting the faint light of pulling the 'door'. The three of us came to the 'door', and the kimono girl knelt on the ground and gently opened the 'door'. The light inside was dim, and with the help of the faint wax light, I saw a black figure standing at the 'door'. I was unprepared, startled by the sudden appearance of this ghostly thing, and hurriedly said, "What is this?" ”

The kimono girl walked to the door, knelt on the ground, took off the shade of the lantern, and picked the candle with a copper drill, and the fire suddenly brightened. She picked up the lamp and showed it to us.

The figure standing in the 'door' is a strange god with three faces and six arms. Each arm has teeth and claws, and each hand holds a different magic weapon. Its eyes are wide open, the law is solemn, and when it appears on this occasion, there is an indescribable charm aura.

"What is this?" I'm confused.

Ling Lin whispered beside him, "This is the Yaksha Ming King, one of the Five Great Ming Kings. Its original body is actually our kind, the ancient divine beast, what do you think it looks like? ”

"Horses?" I tried to say, "Its face and movements are very similar to a horse that 'straightens' its head and roars." ”

Ling Lin chuckled in a low voice: "Yes." Its original name is 駮, "Classic of Mountains and Seas" records three hundred miles to the west, said in the middle of the mountain, its yang is more 'jade', its 'yin' is more male yellow, white 'jade' and gold. There are beasts. Its shape is like a horse and white body and black tail, a horn, tiger teeth and claws, the sound is like a drum, its name is called 駮, it is a tiger and leopard, can be a soldier. ”

"Since it's a divine beast. How did you become the king of the Yaksha again? I asked, confused.

Ling Lin said: "King Yaksha Ming is one of the five gods of Esoteric Buddhism, this is the result of its cultivation, and it is also its status in the Dharma field. Not only can people become Buddhas and become gods, all beings are equal, but we beasts can also become gods. ”

"The god you want to introduce me to, is it?" I asked.

Ling Lin shook his head: "Our divine beasts have infiltrated all realms of the human race. The Yaksha Shrine that you see has spread its beliefs all over Asia, and we have many devotees, and every year in Kyoto we hold a big ceremony to worship it. The owner of this Japanese shop, pù, has a deep relationship with our mythical beasts, and you will know when you have the opportunity to meet him. (Advertisement)"

The kimono girl waited for us to finish speaking and led us to the inner room. Before I could walk in, there was a strange sound inside.

Someone seemed to be rubbing something rhythmically, rattling, and then there was a muffled chanting, ethereal. The kimono young 'girl' opened the 'door', and there was a lot of space inside, with candles burning on all sides, and the fire was faint.

There is a big 'bed' in the middle, and on the 'bed' there is actually a Chinese killer Matt. He may be in his early twenties, and at first glance he looks like a street 'gangster', skinny, with his hair baked red, wearing jeans and pants, shirtless, and his face full of cruelty and childishness.

The position against the wall is dedicated to a Yaksha king. There are two long wax sticks burning on the shrine, and there is a bald man kneeling in front of King Ming, rubbing sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hands, and chanting words in his mouth.

The scene was very strict, and the kimono young 'woman' took us to sit at the 'door', not daring to go in and disturb. She whispered, "This is Master Jing Taiyu's eldest apprentice, and now he wants to tattoo the guest." ”

Only then did I notice that there was a wooden sign hanging on the top of the room, with four Chinese characters written crookedly: Jingtai Shijia.

"Before giving a guest a tattoo, you must worship King Ming, which is a tradition that has been handed down for a long time." Kimono less 'female' said.

The bald man finished chanting, stood up, and slowly flashed off his shirt. I gasped when I saw that the front 'chest' and back of this person's upper body were tattooed with dense patterns, these patterns were delicate and atmospheric, and the 'color' and 'colorful' were absolutely gorgeous, full of strong visual impact. In the wax light, I barely recognized that his front 'chest' was tattooed with 'waves' and 'flowers' koi, plus a good man with a knife in his mouth, and his eyebrows were lifelike.

The kimono young 'girl' guessed my suspicion and explained softly: "His front 'chest' is pierced by the Water Margin hero, and the white strip Zhang Shun in the 'wave'." In our Japanese legends, he is the samurai god of war who is good for the 'sex' of the water. ”

"And what about his back, what is the tattoo?" I asked. Fork Yoshigi stroke.

My heart raced because I recognized the sun-like totem tattooed behind him.

Without waiting for the kimono young 'girl' to speak, Ling Lin chuckled: "See for yourself." ”

The bald man sat in front of Matt's 'bed', opened his handbag, and I couldn't see it very clearly from a distance, but I could vaguely see some needles of different lengths inside, with paint on the side. He doesn't need to use a machine to tattoo his guests with a traditional hand needle.

The bald man doesn't look rude, but he can start his work with bright eyes, an extremely serious attitude, and meticulousness.

Tattooing is an art that requires patience and 'refinement'. I've heard before that there are tattoo masters who do hand painting, and a piece lasts at least a week or more. It would take at least a few months to get a full map of the prison topography on Mike's body.

The bald man in front of him was very slow, no one in the room spoke, it was very silent, only occasionally there was the sound of killing Matt and 'pumping' the cold air in pain. I didn't feel bored in such a quiet and slow atmosphere, my eyes were fixed on the needle in the bald man's hand, watching the rough drawings appear on the skin, and I had a wonderful feeling that this man was creating a new world.

I was caught in a kaleidoscope of mysteries, where there were only me and the tattoos. I looked at his hand and the needle in his hand, and seemed to feel a rhythmic pulsation with my heart.

I was 'obsessed' with it, and I couldn't extricate myself.

"Do you feel it?" Ling Lin whispered beside her.

"What?" I woke up in a trance.

"This is the realm of God." Ling Lin said: "When the tattoo artist is getting a tattoo, he is engrossed, and his skills and concentration have reached a level, which is Tongshen. ”

I saw that the pattern on Kill Matt's back gradually took shape, and the shape was the totem that these mythical beasts had been worshipping, round like the sun full of sun and flares.

"What does this pattern mean exactly?" I asked.

Ling Lin said: "Don't you understand, this pattern can be channeled!" Now we have a lot of believers who have tattoos like this. It is our totem. ”

I was silent. According to its meaning, the Divine Beasts and their huge number of followers have developed secretly, and have formed a very large system.

"When you see Master Jing Taiyu, you will know what happened in it." Ling Lin said.

"Is he the god you call you?" I asked.

Ling Lin said, "Let him sue you himself." ”

The bald man had been working for about an hour, and after recovering from his concentration, he looked very tired, patted Matt, and motioned for him to go and rest as well. Tattoos are over. He didn't say hello to us and went out through another 'door' on his own.

At this time, the kimono young 'girl' whispered: "Master will go out tomorrow morning, and will greet you in the back 'flower' garden. ”

Ling Lin nodded and asked me to follow her. I was led to a bedroom room by a kimono girl, and the tatami mats were already laid out. I was 'confused' and 'confused', as if I had drunk fake wine, and fell asleep on it.

I had no dreams all night, and in the morning I was woken up by the sound of birds. 'Rubbing' 'rubbing' and 'rubbing' eyes sat up, the sun was bright outside the window, I had a terrible headache, and I remembered for a long time before I remembered what happened last night.

I remembered the kidnapping case, the cunning half-sheep deity, the epileptic 'convulsions' with a determined and angry face, the treacherous style and the room, the bald tattoo artist tattooed Matt...... This qiē trance is like having a weird dream.

I looked at the qiē around me, and I had an unrealistic sense of unreality, did I not wake up in a dream?

At this time, the 'door' opened, and the young 'girl' in the kimono walked in with small steps: "Distinguished guests, please come with me, the master has already left the customs and is waiting for you in the back 'flower' garden." ”

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