When I arrived at Jiuwen's home, the home was splendid, and the decoration could be described as luxurious, but there was a little bit of it, and these decorations looked like the decoration of the nineties of the last century, which was a little old-fashioned.

And the place where Jiuwen worked, a room of forty or fifty square meters in the innermost part of the house, the walls were surrounded by various patterns, which should have been accumulated by Jiuwen's tattoo master for many years.

Jiuwen said: "These patterns are the patterns that my master and I have tattooed all my life, Su Han, you can take a closer look." ”

"Huh? How do you know my name is Su Han? Su Han clearly remembered that he didn't tell Master Jiuwen his name at all along the way.

Master Jiuwen smiled, and the folds on his face were all put together, becoming a small flower: "Your father is Su Jun, we used to be very friends, and the word 'Mian' on his shoulder is still from my handwriting." ”

"Oh! You're the tattoo artist my dad used to talk to me about. ”

"Haha, I guess so." Jiuwen is very talkative, but every time he speaks, he uses very short sentences.

Manhua was attracted by the tattoo pattern, and Su Han talked to Jiuwen.

"Master Nine Patterns, my father also told me about you, saying that you tattoo the second master, no more than one palm, right."

"Yes!"

Su Han didn't understand again: "Since you know, why do you tattoo Second Master Guan on your apprentice?" ”

When Master Jiuwen heard this, his already cloudy eyes became even more cloudy, and he couldn't see any angry luster: "This is a long story." When I first learned to tattoo, it was very glorious, and in the Hong Kong generation, everyone knew me Jiuwen, and even the eldest brother and hall master of Lian Sheng, all tattooed with me. ”

"But the good times didn't last long, more than ten years later, people like to tattoo some Western things, such as butterflies, Bibles, foreign languages, clover patterns, etc., ancient Chinese tattoos are becoming less and less popular, and our line of work is almost no longer possible."

"The tattoos are all the same, aren't they, why don't you change your style?"

"After changing the style, is it still called the ancient Chinese tattoo?" Jiuwen's voice was a little excited: "In my heart, the ancient tattoo is the real tattoo, it is my soul, it is my spirit, if I change the style, I will die, a death that is more terrible than real death." ”

Su Han was suddenly in awe of Master Jiuwen, who was a person who lived for his beliefs: "Master, you go on. ”

"Now, I feel that my life is short, and I plan to look for someone who can inherit the mantle, but I can't find it at all, and some young men who want to learn tattoos can't take a fancy to my local gadgets, they are more willing to go to the city and find some Taiwanese or American masters to learn tattoos, thinking that they can make money by learning that."

"Finally, Xiaobai, San'er, and Leper are willing to ask me to learn tattoos, but Xiaobai has a condition, I need to tattoo a portrait of the second master for him, and the leper asks me to tattoo two five-clawed golden dragons for him, which are taboo, but I can only use energy to tattoo into the portrait and resolve some misfortunes."

Su Han nodded: "No wonder when I clean up the two of them, their tattoos will be psychic, but tattooing energy into the body is also a clever technique, at least I can't do it." By the way, what about your three apprentices? ”

"Among them, the leper and Xiaobai died, and San'er didn't want to learn tattoos anymore." Master Jiuwen said a little dazed.

Su Han was very surprised: "It's only been an afternoon, why did you die?" ”

Two tears crossed the eyes of the Master of Nine Patterns.

After Su Han's side knock, he understood the truth about the death of the two.

It turned out that the leper and Xiaobai did not suffer any misfortune because they were protected by psychic tattoos, but this morning, those two spiritual qi had been used to fight against Su Han, and without the suppression of energy aura, the bad luck accumulated by Guan Erye and the five-clawed golden dragon statue for so many years was reversed, and the two died violently.

Especially Xiaobai, lying on the bed, twitching all over, his two hands kept grabbing upwards, and he shouted in his mouth: "Second Master Guan, spare your life, spare your life, don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

For a while, Xiaobai's expression was on one side, his eyebrows were arrogant, and his voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu: "Nameless junior, dare to offend me Guan Yunchang, behead!" ”

After saying this, Xiaobai was silent and died.

San'er saw such a scene of his friends, where did he dare to learn tattoos? rolled up the cover and went to Yanjing City to work.

Su Han didn't expect such bad news to have such bad news in the afternoon, and suddenly felt a little guilty, and patted the back of Master Jiuwen's hand: "Master, I'm really sorry, I caused your two apprentices to die." ”

"Nothing." Master Jiuwen shook his head gently: "These apprentices are not talented, and they don't have to worry about learning, so it is difficult to inherit my mantle." His eyes suddenly lit up: "Why don't you try?" ”

"Me?" Su Han actually wanted to learn this kind of tattoo technique, but he suddenly wanted to worship a master, and he had a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over, he used to have a master in the cultivation realm: "No, I used to have a master, if I worship the master again, I can't go away." ”

"Oops! Master or anything is a false name, as long as you want, I will teach everything, I just hope that you can inherit my methods, and don't let him be lost. "Jiuwen is not an enlightened person, but after so many years of suffering, he has to be enlightened.

"Then I'll give it a try."

Master Nine Patterns said and handed over a needle.

Nowadays, tattoo parlors use disposable needles, and then insert the needles into the machine, stitch by stitch to tattoo people, so that you can save a lot of effort, not so complicated, many stitches do not need to be exquisite, only need to have painting skills.

However, the ancient tattoos in China are different, the needle must be used, and the technique is quite exquisite, pricking, stabbing, hooking, hanging lines, back lines, ice patterns, etc., and so on, a mature ancient tattoo artist, the needle in his hand is a weapon.

It is rumored that the most powerful tattoo artist can close his eyes and prick a lifelike frieze tiger on a person's body with only his hand and unique stitching.

"Xiao Han, I'll test your talent with needles, if you can, I'll tell you how to use techniques to pour the energy in your body into the needles and carve psychic tattoos."

"Okay." Su Han really wants to learn the stabbing method of psychic tattoos, and he will have more life-saving tricks in the future.

Master Jiuwen stood up, faced in front of him, straightened his arm, stabbed three needles out of thin air, and then said to Su Han: "Xiao Han, the three points just now, if you can use the needle to pierce within an inch of the three points, you are qualified for talent, and you will definitely be able to inherit my mantle." ”

In fact, the master of the nine patterns has strengthened the requirements for Su Han, in the past, the leper and the little white them, the requirements of the nine patterns were within three inches.

Within three inches is mediocre, within two inches is average, within one inch, it is a good talent, if within half an inch, this technique with a needle should be talented, after all, just looking at the other party stabbed three needles, when there is a gap in angle or space, there will be a certain deviation in vision.

Su Han is not afraid, he has been trained in this area of cultivation techniques, his master said before that he has a unique talent for needles, especially the accuracy of acupuncture points, and the stability of his shot, which is difficult to see.

"Then I'll get started." Su Han stood in front of Master Nine Patterns.

Jiuwen's lips trembled a little, he looked at Su Han's jiashi holding the needle, and he was a little upright, hoping that Su Han could stab within half an inch, so that God had eyes, so that he could find a talented young man in the twilight of his hero.

Su Han closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, brushed and brushed, and pricked three needles in a row, his hand was a little weird, after a needle was pricked, he did not fully retract his hand, but retracted an inch, and after the needle went sideways, it pierced directly to the second point.

After the completion of the three stitches, the time it took him was much shorter than that of the nine lines, and what was even more commendable was that each stitch happened to be pierced at the exact point, which others could not see, but the nine lines could be seen clearly.

Su Han looked at Jiuwen: "Master, I'm done?" ”

Jiuwen didn't answer in a hurry, but there were tears in his eyes, two lines of old tears, crisscrossing his withering face.

"Master? Did I disappoint you? Su Han was suddenly a little nervous, could it be that Jiuwen said that it was a test of accuracy, but in fact, he was testing something else, and then he saw that he had no talent, and he was so disappointed that he burst into tears?

"No, no, no!" Jiuwen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief: "I'm thinking about the innocent eyes, really open the eyes, your hands are steady, the needles are steady, and fast, this is really an ideal heir, we rarely have such a tattoo, think of it, and the legendary ancestor has such a talent." ”

Speaking excitedly, Jiuwen walked towards the place where he had just entered the door - there was a tablet of the ancestor standing next to him, and he knelt on the ground: "Master Zu, the door of the tattoo is not broken in my hands, God is pitiful, and a good apprentice with extreme talent has been sent." ”

Jiuwen said a little excitedly, but Su Han was also moved a lot, he squatted beside Jiuwen and said: "Master Jiuwen, although I can't call you Master, you can be my uncle later, I'll call you Uncle Jiu." ”

"Good...... Child. Jiuwen's voice was a little choked: "Your ninth uncle must teach you everything he has learned." ”

“xiexie。” Su Han said two heavy words, if anyone asks about his own technique in the future, he will definitely say that it is a technique passed down from the Wenmen.

After resting for a long time, Jiuwen stabilized his mood before beckoning to Su Han: "Xiao Han, I'll teach you a second hand to get started, and use your energy on the tip of the needle." After speaking, he pinched the needle with both hands, the needle and the silver needle are about the same length, about ten centimeters, but the needle is tougher than the silver needle, made of alloy steel, shaking, not as stormy as the silver needle, but as stable as Mount Tai.

Jiuwen said while being lucky: "If you want to use energy in the needle, you must pay attention to the technique of luck, nine curves and eighteen bends, and you can't act on a straight line, otherwise the energy will be scattered." ”

"Yes." Su Han watched from the side, secretly admiring the power of this shijie, the ancestor of the tattoo gate was able to come up with such an idea, so that the energy would not be scattered, and at the same time condensed on a pattern of the human body, worthy of the words "immortal genius".