Day and night tour

Chapter 144 Tattoo Guest
Yuan Buyu felt that the world was unfair.
He just wanted to see the monk Wangyue's tattoo with his own eyes, but Zhou Lingyi had already started to visualize it.

Yuan Buyu anxiously sat there waiting, even if he couldn't see, it would be good to wait for Zhou Lingyi to realize something and share his experience.

He waited and waited, and when he became anxious and irritable, Zhou Lingyi finally came out of the state of meditation with his eyes open.

"What did you realize?"

"The time and space in the blood well are not disordered."

Zhou Lingyi said.

"Isn't it?"

"At least judging from the tattoo, it's not wrong." Zhou Lingyi said: "The old hermit Yun Ziliang seems to have a problem with his incense, but his vision is really brilliant!"

After contemplating the tattoo of the eminent monk Wang Yue, Yun Ziliang came to a conclusion that, although this tattoo may be of some benefit to people with a low level of loyalty, its true charm can only be revealed to people with a high level of loyalty.

Zhou Lingyi's level of incense is high enough.

She gained a deep understanding from the tattoo.

"Master Yuan, when I first visualized the tattoo, I also thought that the time and space in the blood well were disordered. It showed life and death, but there was no rule for life and death. One was born today and died tomorrow, or alive one second and died the next second for no reason. The monk who was looking at the moon was like this, and so were the trees, flowers and plants.

But after contemplating for a long time, you will realize that there are laws governing life and death.”

"What's the pattern?"

"If the Blood Well allows life, then life will come; if the Blood Well allows death, then death will come. It all depends on the will of the Blood Well. From this law, we can see the changes in the will of the Blood Well. This change is the law of the Blood Well."

Zhou Lingyi said to Yuan Buyu: "The Blood Well Law is different from the heaven and earth. It has its own laws that regulate the small world of Blood Well. Whether it is your dream of being a storyteller or my sea of ​​red spider lilies, they are both small worlds. If the Blood Well Law can be integrated into the small world..."

"Then we become the supreme will of that small world. Wherever a speck of ash falls, it is under our control."

Yuan Buyu looked up at the moonlight, and the future of incense and worship seemed to have a new direction.

Zhou Lingyi closed his eyes and tried to visualize the Blood Well Law in Monk Gazing at the Moon.

"No, I want to buy a ticket to Mingjiang Mansion!"

Yuan Buyu couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.

"It's no use if you go now."

"What?"

"The tattoo of the monk Wangyue implies the Blood Well Law, but it is only a part of the Blood Well Law, just the tip of the iceberg. Wait a little longer until my brother figures out something better."

Zhou Lingyi said.

"Can he realize something better?" Yuan Buyu sat back on the bamboo chair. For the first time, he felt a little unconfident about his apprentice.

"Definitely!" Zhou Lingyi stood up and walked towards the inner courtyard: "The Blood Well Secret Realm is merging with his divine revelation. As the degree of fusion deepens, my brother will discover more secrets of the Blood Well."

……

Yunluo Mountains, in the sacrificial field,

The copper coin priest has issued an order within the ancient tribe that no member of the tribe is allowed to approach the sacrificial site until the Nuo god is successfully brought back.

The ancient tribe respected the priests, so even though this request was extremely unreasonable and they were skeptical, they still had no choice but to comply.

No tribe member dared to challenge the authority of the copper coin priest, except for the "Hundred Eyes High Priest" who had a higher status than the copper coin priest.

But since the birth of the Nuo god, the High Priest of the Hundred Eyes has been living in seclusion in a cave, not caring about anything in the outside world.

The Copper Coin Priest followed the connection between the Human Skin Temple and Zhou Xuan, and he saw Zhou Xuan getting a tattoo of "Senior Monk Gazing at the Moon".

The more he did it, the more frightened he became.
Zhou Xuan's tattoo is indeed different from that of the ancient tribe. This difference comes from the different inheritance, just like the "induction" and "acupoint pressing" in the dragon-seeking lineage. They may be worshipping the same ancestor, but in fact they are two clearly distinct tributaries.

"Nuo God, you are destroying the tattoo and the hope of our ancient tattoo tribe!"

The Copper Coin Priest was very angry, and he was struggling at the same time. His spirit was struggling and divided into two thoughts.

A thought was trying to comprehend the Blood Well Law in Zhou Xuan's tattoo, and another thought was stopping himself from comprehending the law.

Finally, after struggling so hard, the copper coin priest went crazy. He raised his cane high up, and all the copper coin tattoos on his body came out and spun around his body rapidly.
Like a bronze tornado.

"You are an alien! Nuo God, you cannot destroy my will."

"A tattoo is a tattoo. It is only allowed to have the mark of our ancient clan. No other laws should appear on it. Even if it is a blood well, even the laws of the nine gods are not allowed to appear on the tattoo!"

"Cut him off, cut him off!"

The Human Skin Temple continuously transmitted what Zhou Xuan saw and heard to the Copper Coin Priest, but the priest in a crazy state kept using rotating copper coins to cut off what he saw and heard.

He wanted to completely forget the tattoo of "Monk Gazing at the Moon", stick to his own will and not be "seduced" by Zhou Xuan!
……

Zhou Xuan's Jingyi shop opened for business.

The shop was small, and Zhou Xuan had no plans to have a grand celebration. He just hung up the signboard, set off a few cannons, and then quickly called it a day.

Sister Cui and Lao Yang both came to congratulate.

Sister Cui was short of money and couldn't afford to give much money or things, so she brought a basket of bright red eggs and a basket of sugar cakes and gave them out to the neighbors whenever she saw them. This not only made the neighbors share in the good fortune, but also served as a small advertisement.

"Old Ma, next time there is a job for Jingyi, please introduce her to Brother Zhou."

"Brother Tian, ​​Jingyi's business is all about my brother Zhou, and he has done a great job."

Old Yang secretly sealed a gold bar for Zhou Xuan and said with a smile: "I went to buy gold yesterday. The old painting studio is worth a little more than three gold bars. That little bit is my gift to congratulate you on your grand opening today."

"Thank you, Lao Yang. Please come in and sit down. Sister Cui, please come in and sit down as well. I have prepared some snacks and tea."

Zhou Xuan invited Lao Yang and Cui Jie into the house.

Sister Cui gently placed the remaining half basket of wedding eggs and sugar cakes in Zhou Xuan's store and said with a smile: "The store is still busy, I have to go and take care of it. Brother Zhou, your business will surely be prosperous."

"Thank you, Sister Cui." Zhou Xuan smiled and clasped his fists to Sister Cui, and started chatting with Lao Yang. ...

Cuijie's snack stand is still doing brisk business, and Muhua can't even wash all the dishes.

Sister Cui was so busy that she was running around. In addition to serving the food, she also had to help with the cleanup. Mu Hua alone couldn't handle it.

But she was happy in her heart, not only because of the good business in the store, but also because of the stiff smile on Mu Hua's face.

A table of guests had just left and Sister Cui went to clean up the dishes and wipe the table. Not far away, two middle-aged men came over.

Cui Jie had professional habits. When she saw two people, she would go to solicit business. But when she looked up and saw clearly how they were dressed, she didn't dare to say hello.

There were two middle-aged men, one was wearing a long gown, the fabric of which looked expensive, and the other was even more exaggerated, wearing a "Henril" suit.

Sister Cui is busy with her snack business every day, so she doesn't have the time to pay attention to suit brands, but she happens to know the handmade suit brand "Henriel".

During the Chinese New Year two years ago, Cui Jie finally went to a department store. Her wish at the time was to let Muhua wear a new suit. The price of the suit was prohibitive for her. Later, she saw a "handmade suit shop".

She thought that this suit was similar to normal ready-made clothes - it was expensive to buy it ready-made, but cheaper to have a tailor make it.
So she went to Henry's shop. The tailor in the shop looked at her dress and gave her a cold look. He just told her that there was a price list on the table and she could take a look at it herself.

When Cui Jie saw it, she was shocked. What kind of "Henriel" is this? Not to mention the suit, just half-pulling the sleeves would be enough to buy out her store.

Now when she saw the middle-aged man wearing "Henril", Sister Cui remembered her past embarrassment and naturally did not dare to solicit him.

Unexpectedly, the two middle-aged men took the initiative to sit at the table outside the store.

The middle-aged man Henry asked Sister Cui, "I want a bowl of scallion oil noodles, Lao Bai, what do you want?"

The middle-aged man in the long gown smiled and said, "Whatever the master eats, I will eat too."

"Two bowls." Siming raised two fingers and said to Sister Cui.

"Okay, okay." Sister Cui carefully wiped the table for both of them again before starting to cook the noodles.

"Sister Cui, give me a bowl of noodle soup." Old Ma, who was familiar with Sister Cui, also ordered some food.

"Sit down first, and I'll give you a basket of fried dumplings." Sister Cui said with a smile, "Don't forget to help promote Brother Zhou's new store."

"Don't worry."

Lao Ma found a seat and sat down.

Cui Jie had already prepared the noodles, poured scallion oil on them, added a spoonful of sesame oil, added pre-cooked dried shrimp skin, and brought them to Siming and Butler Bai's table.
"Sir, please enjoy your meal."

Siming picked up the chopsticks, mixed the noodles, took a big sip, and said, "Lao Bai, do you smell it?"

"It smells really good. I haven't eaten at a snack stand in a long time. It tastes like my childhood."

"I didn't say face, I said tattoo."

Butler Bai shook his head and said, "Not really, but this place is not far from Penglai Hotel. Master Liu said that two brothers from the hall were attacked by the tattooed evil spirit in Penglai Hotel."

He and Siming came to Dongshi Street just for tattoos. Siming learned from Liu Qingguang that the tattooed evil ghost appeared in Mingjiang Mansion, and his hope for his daughter's madness was rekindled.

"No need to go to Penglai Hotel, look there." Siming pointed at the wall inside the store.

A copper coin tattoo was moving slightly. Below the tattoo was an incense burner with a torn Mao banknote pressed on its foot.

"Was that left by the tattooed evil ghost?" Butler Bai asked Siming.

"Do you feel hungry?" Siming suddenly asked.

"I feel it." Butler Bai said.

“It’s the influence of the tattoo.”

Siming's incense was at a high level and was not affected by the tattoo, but he could sense that the tattoo was trying to influence him.

"Then let's go ask the boss lady?"

"Eat noodles first."

Siming picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

……

After finishing the noodles, Siming called out, "Madam boss, check out."

He took a green hundred and placed it on the table.

"I'm sorry, sir. We run a small business and can't make change for such a large sum of money." Sister Cui said carefully.

"I know how much the noodles cost. As for the rest, I want to ask you where the tattoos in your shop come from." Siming said.

"Oh, a wandering Taoist priest gave it to me." Sister Cui was more cautious and knew that tattoos were mysterious things, so she couldn't just answer nonsense when someone asked.

At least she has to ask Zhou Xuan first.

"A wandering Taoist priest? Good answer."

Siming took the hundred yuan, handed two bills to Cui Jie, and stood up.

"It was done by Mr. Zhou, the clerk of the Jingyi Ceremony."

Lao Ma in the shop was not greedy for money, he was just a quick talker. He lowered his head to eat noodles when he heard someone outside asking about tattoos, and he gave directions while talking.

Cui Jie was very angry. She trotted over to Lao Ma, took the unfinished soup bowl, and forced the shengjian into Lao Ma's mouth: "Even shengjian can't stop your mouth."

Siming and Butler Bai had already walked in the direction pointed by Lao Ma.

Cui Jie was afraid that Zhou Xuan would get into trouble, so she went out through the back door, ran around an alley, and entered the Jingyi shop.

Zhou Xuan and Lao Yang were still chatting. When they saw Sister Cui come in, they asked, "What's wrong, Sister Cui?"

(End of this chapter)