Zhou Lao deserves to be a national master of painting.

If Grandpa's full-backed Huang Zhong was to be done by an ordinary tattoo artist, it would take at least five or six hours, but in Zhou Lao's hands, it only took one hour, and every line was lifelike and vivid.

Grandpa stood up, the old back full of gun holes and knife wounds, an old general holding the overlord giant bow, covered in blood, glared angrily, even if Qin Jue was just standing by and watching, he could feel a strong killing intent rushing towards his face!

Grandpa at this moment, the temperament of the whole person has changed greatly!

Originally, he was old and frail, his eyes were gentle, but there was murderous intent in the depths.

At this time, it looks like a gang master, not angry and arrogant, which is daunting!

"Daddy! Your turn! ”

The father lay down with complicated eyes and sighed heavily, who would have thought that a sergeant major of the first rank would actually get a tattoo here.

The pain of the tattoo pen piercing through the skin hit me, and a monstrous dragon of pure black began to sketch over his father's leg.

Zhou Lao's posture, looks, and movements are all rigorous and serious to the extreme.

Qin Jue's eyes were full of appreciation.

Although Zhou Lao was born in a famous family and scoffed at tattoos, which are only things that gangsters do, this attitude of taking it seriously as long as it is beginning is really worth wooing.

In the future, the tattoo artist is the path to fight against evil, but what tattoo artist doesn't want to have a master tattoo artist behind him?

Just like in his previous life, Qin Jue used corpse blood to tattoo his body, crookedly, saying that he had tattooed a dragon, but in fact he was a twisted and deformed worm, even so he could still support it for two years!

If you want to get a beautiful tattoo now......

The fiery heat in Qin Jue's eyes became more and more intense.

After his father was over, Zhou Lao put down the tattoo pen to rest, and looked at Qin Jue while drinking tea: "Little bastard, what do you want to tattoo?" ”

"Heaven and Hell."

"What, what!?"

"The front chest pattern Nai He Bridge, the Yellow Spring, the other side of the flower, the bull head and horse face, the soul messenger, the judge of the underworld, the ten halls of Yama, the Emperor of Xudu, the Bodhisattva of the earth, the back tattoo Michael, Gabriel, the angel, the Seraph!"

Zhou Lao was stunned, even if he had never been in contact with the tattoo industry again, but he still knew some taboos for painting.

Especially portraits such as the Netherworld, it is a taboo among taboos, and ordinary people can't bear it at all!

"You're crazy!?"

"These are taboos!"

Taboo?

Qin Jue smiled slightly.

What about taboos?

It's just right that I'm full of taboos about that evil in the sky!

"Old Zhou, please!"

"You, alas, okay, your Qin family is really crazy."

Zhou Lao sighed, picked up the tattoo pen again, and began to sketch the pattern on Qin Jue's body.

The taboo in the tattoo industry is something that even ordinary people have heard of.

The taboo is extreme, it is the tattooed underworld and the messenger of the gods!

Legend has it that if you tattoo these things, someone with a slightly weaker personality will die violently within seven days!

Just because I can't bear it, the mortal body can't bear these long gods!

Therefore, in the tattoo circle, even if the bigwigs are tattooed with flower arms and backs, they will never touch these things in the underworld, let alone the Western Heaven and the Eastern Heavenly Court, which are all great horrors, and they would rather believe it or not!

Qin Jue knelt and squatted on the ground, his back spread, and his muscle lines turned like a pair of wings!

The father's pupils contracted slightly, and he felt even more strange to his son for a while.

This level of muscle strength is rare even among army kings!

When did this bastard boy develop such muscles?

The huge pure white wings covered Qin Jue's back.

Above the wings, four gods lined up on either side, majestic Holy Spirit!

The long black bridge stretched from Qin Jue's chest to his abdomen.

In the mid-abdomen, a long river of pale yellow rolls endlessly.

On the Nai River Bridge, there is an old woman selling tea soup.

However, under the bridge, the bull head and horse face drove countless souls to cross the bridge.

On that section of the bridge, black and white impermanence hand-held candles waited quietly.

Behind the black and white impermanence, the Ten Halls of Yama were high up, looking down on the entire underworld

In the deepest part, a behemoth hidden in the darkness stands quietly!

That's the Emperor of Xudu, the person behind the scenes of the Netherworld!

And next to the Emperor Xudu, there was a bodhisattva sitting cross-legged.

Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha!

This is Jizo Bodhisattva.

The strongest of the underworld at the same level as Emperor Xudu!

Looking at himself in the mirror, Qin Jue smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, after accepting the fact that he was reborn and returned, Qin Jue premeditated the way to become stronger in his heart.

Since the Divine Tattoo Master can become stronger by hunting the Weird, collecting the Weird, and awakening the tattoo.

That means that the weaker the tattoo, the sooner it awakens.

The stronger the tattoo, the more trickery is needed.

Therefore, Qin Jue designed a complete set of distinct class upgrade system.

The underworld is an upgrade system, and heaven is another upgrade system.

It's just that the underworld system is huge, there are strong and weak, and it is most suitable for the overall excess.

Although the Heaven system is simple, they are all strong and suitable for hole card killing.

Qin Jue thought perfectly, using the underworld system, he would be able to survive the early stage of the strange invasion perfectly.

The weakest soul envoy, and then up are the bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, the underworld judge, the ten halls of Yama, and even the strongest Emperor Xudu and Jizo Bodhisattva, this is a complete set of perfect upgrade systems, and it is also a clearly visible way to become stronger!

Of course, if the timing is right, Qin Jue will also consider adding a new system.

Historical figures can also be used as a new system.

But the overall strength is definitely not comparable to the god system.

With the power of the gods, Qin Jue can see the light of day in the last days.

"I'm exhausted! It's finally over! Boss Zhou sweated and collapsed on the sofa.

Qin Jue didn't bother too much, said goodbye respectfully, and left with his father and grandfather.

On the way home, my father and grandfather's brows were always locked.

"No! I need to go to Kyoto! Grandpa suddenly said, "I must tell the person at the highest level about this!" ”

The father also frowned and nodded: "That's right, our Qin family has been a national hero for generations, and we have the responsibility to tell the country the truth, but I hope it's still too late!" ”

It's just that Qin Jue stretched out his hand and blocked their way.

Facing the frowning eyes of his father and grandfather, Qin Jue said calmly: "It's too late, let's protect our own family first." ”

"Fart!" Father's eyes widened: "I am a first-class sergeant major in Great Xia, I am a military in Great Xia, and my responsibility is to protect my family and defend the country!" Get out of the way! ”

Grandpa did not return to the image of the old naughty boy, and said solemnly: "Grandson, the old Qin family can't stay out of it, and I am crippled from the goose Hongjiang to today, but the motherland has never forgotten me, and I will not forget the motherland!" ”