Chapter 297: Open the door at the right time

Seeing Mangzi's cowardice, I comforted: "Don't be afraid, it's been so long, if something happens, it will be out a long time ago, and after dinner, I will accompany you to the hospital for a check-up to see if there is anything in your body, and then you can take me to a tattoo parlor to see, and by the way, wash off this tattoo." ”

Where is this reckless man still in the mood to eat at this time, and he can't wait to go to the hospital immediately.

A set of checks down, nothing wrong.

This result is also expected by me, if it is really an evil spell, the hospital will not be able to detect it.

However, this is also a good thing, at least it is certain that the reckless man must have fallen into someone's way.

Leaving the hospital, he drove me around and around to the tattoo parlor in the middle of nowhere.

The tattoo parlor was in a deep alley, and the car couldn't drive in when we got to the alley, so we had to get out of the car and walk.

This alley, paved with bluestone slabs, is dark and damp, and the houses are also old houses from the early years.

Although I have been in Jinyi for more than ten years, this is the first time I have come to this place.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but sigh: "You said how many tattoo parlors there are in the entire Jinyi, why did you come to this ghost place?" ”

"A gambler from my brother's casino brought me here, and I wondered if there were customers in this store? The goods told me that good wine is not afraid of deep alleys, as long as the craftsmanship is good, it is the same wherever you open a store. Don't say it, this old man's craftsmanship is really good, but these evil things that I have done are not pleasant. ”

As he spoke, Mangzi pointed to a family in front of him: "Here, this is it." ”

I followed his finger and saw that there was neither a plaque nor a sign at the door, and there was even a large lock hanging from the door.

No one?

I glanced at Mangzi, he stared at the lock and scolded, "Damn, this old guy won't quit, right?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes wandered around.

Seeing a woman walking not far away, I immediately greeted me and asked with a smile, "Auntie, are you a resident here?" Do you know where the tattoo artist has gone? ”

The aunt looked at us both and said, "He never opens the door during the day, you have to come at night if you want to find him!" ”

Hearing the aunt say this, Mangzi was anxious: "What are you talking nonsense? Why isn't he open during the day? I got a tattoo here during the day not long ago, look! ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

When the aunt saw the tattoo on his arm, her face suddenly changed, and she didn't say anything, but ran away against the wall.

"Hey, what are you running? You make it clear to us. Mangzi shouted after the woman.

But the more he shouted at the woman, the faster she ran, as if she was being chased by a dog.

"Hey! Lao Chen, you say, this girl saw me, why is it like seeing a ghost? ”

Mangzi looked at the woman who ran away without a trace, confused.

The woman's actions were clearly wrong.

"Why do you have to come at night to find that tattoo artist?" The woman's words made me very strange, and after thinking about it, I asked Mangzi, "The few times you came before, did you come directly, or did you make an appointment in advance?" ”

"It's all the gambler who made an appointment for me in advance, saying that he was afraid that the old man would have too many customers and would be too busy, so I would come over when I called."

Speaking of this, he took out his mobile phone and opened the address book: "I still have the phone number of that goods, I'll call him." ”

As he spoke, his phone was dialed out, and soon, a mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, the user you dialed has been temporarily shut down." ”

Mangzi ran out of ideas, looked at me, and asked, "What now?" ”

"Don't worry, let's find someone to ask."

The location of this small alley is too remote, I waited for a long time with Mangzi, and no one passed by, and finally we thought about going to the neighbor's house next to us to ask, only to find that the neighbors on both sides of the tattoo parlor were locked doors.

"You were like that last time?" I asked.

"I didn't pay attention, I was only concerned about tattoos."

We searched several more houses, and finally found one with an unlocked door.

Mangzi stepped forward and smashed the door for a long time, and finally smashed out an old man with gray hair and crutches.

This old man's ears were so bad that we shouted to him for a long time before he said to us: "This place is going to be demolished, everyone has moved away, and I can't leave the homeland of this old bone......

Mangzi was really angry, and he leaned on the old man's ear and shouted: "Let's look for the tattooed old man, do you know where he lives?" ”

This time the effort was not in vain, and the old man finally understood what Mangzi meant, but he replied the same as the aunt, and told us to come back after eleven o'clock in the evening, saying that the old man would hang a white lantern at the door in the evening, and as soon as the lantern was hung, it would be opened.

"Why do you have to wait until after eleven o'clock?" I shouted at the old man.

After shouting several times, the old man told me, "This is his rule, and no one knows where he is during the day." ”

"What the fuck is this? When the door is opened in the middle of the night, does he tattoo the ghost? The reckless man angrily scolded.

The old man didn't know what he had heard, but he sighed and began to persuade us both to mourn......

The tattooed old man, since he opened the door in the middle of the night, must have eaten yin.

The so-called eating yin rice is to do the trade of the dead, and some of the dead man's trade is particular and must be done at night.

Thinking of this, I am even more sure that the problem on Mangzi's body has something to do with the tattooed old man.

"Let's go, we'll come back in the evening." I dragged the man away, and the goods were a little unwilling, and kicked the door of the tattoo parlor several times.

After getting into the car, Mangzi stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car sped away in the opposite direction to how he came.

"Where is this going?" I asked.

"Go to the casino and ask the gambler what kind of tattoo artist he got me!"

"At this point, is the casino open?" I have the impression that casinos are all open at night, just like those nightclubs.

"As long as you have money to gamble, you can open the door whenever you want. That rotten gambler is very addicted to gambling, and he loses a lot of money every day, thinking about turning the tables all day long. Hmph......"

Mangzi's hum aroused my curiosity and asked, "Is that casino a regular casino?" There won't be any cheating, right? ”

I was a bit naΓ―ve with this question, and I regretted it when I asked it.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten gambles are cheating, how can there be any regular casino? What is a regular casino?

"I don't know, but I know casinos don't cheat on gamblers at all. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of winning, you are afraid that you will not come, and the casino is playing with chance. It doesn't matter if you win, as long as you come back, sooner or later you will lose back. ”

"When did you meet him? Why did you suddenly remember to ask him to bring you to get a tattoo? ”