The veteran thief asked me to drive the car to the entrance of a remote alley, parked it, and took me to a house at the end.

That house looked like an ordinary home, but when the veteran thief knocked on the door, he changed four gestures in succession, knocking three times with each gesture.

Ye Laogui said in a low voice: "You all should learn from this. This is the technique used by practitioners in martial arts to knock on doors. It means: there are guests coming."

After the veteran thief stopped, he waited quietly outside. After a while, an old voice came from the courtyard: "It's a great honor for me to come to visit you, please!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, the courtyard door opened automatically.

However, the veteran thief clasped his fists and said, "I am bowing down to you, and we are talking about business. I am afraid it will be inconvenient for you to visit me."

"That's rude!" As soon as the man's voice fell, the courtyard door was closed again: "The store's front is on the side of the road, please invite me!"

The veteran thief is meeting Mr. Yin according to the rules of the world.

Mr. Yin, since he has hidden his true identity, he will not easily meet his colleagues.

The veteran thief came to visit without anyone recommending him, so he naturally had to show his courtesy and show his attitude.

The veteran thief led us around the alley and into an inconspicuous tattoo shop. There, a white-haired old man had already laid out refreshments: "Comrades, please sit down and have some tea!"

"Thank you for the tea!" The veteran thief politely took a sip of the tea to welcome the guests, then took out four gold bars wrapped in red cloth and placed them on the table: "My grandson has been invaded by evil spirits. Please forgive me.

The shopkeeper took action to help him collect his evil spirit."

Shopkeeper Xu looked Ye Huan up and down for a while, then smiled and said: "Lingsun's physique is extraordinary! I'm afraid it will take some effort."

The veteran thief took out two more gold bars and pushed them over: "Please help me, Shopkeeper Xu."

"Okay!" Shopkeeper Xu nodded and said, "I'll do this for you ten gold bars. Just treat it as making a friend."

"Thank you!" The veteran thief raised his hand and exchanged three slaps with Shopkeeper Xu.

Shopkeeper Xu closed the store door and opened a secret door: "You guys, come with me!"

When I followed shopkeeper Xu inside, I was already excited - you really dare to ask for ten gold bars.

I'm not worried about the money issue, I'm just worried that shopkeeper Xu won't be able to understand the black tiger evil in Ye Huan.

Shopkeeper Xu didn't look back, but seemed to see the dissatisfaction on my face, and said with a smile: "Young man, do you think that an old man like me can't understand the black tiger evil in your friend?"

"As the saying goes: If you don't have diamonds, you won't do porcelain work. If the old man didn't have this ability, would he dare to charge you so much money?"

Shopkeeper Xu said: "The art of tattooing has been passed down in my family for several generations. Not only can it help your friend turn into a black tiger evil spirit, but it can also bring him unexpected benefits."

I’ve heard of the reputation of Shudao tattoo artists!

According to legend, the tattoo artist profession flourished in the Tang Dynasty, declined in the Song Dynasty, and almost disappeared in the Ming Dynasty. It did not rise again until the Qing Dynasty.

There are even more divergent opinions about the origin of tattoo artists. The commonly understood explanation is that tattoos originated from the ancient punishment of tattooing the face.

However, Shu Dao believes that tattoos come from the witchcraft community outside the Great Wall. The Han people at that time did not advocate tattoos, but tattoos were popular among ethnic minorities. Moreover, the people responsible for tattoos in the first place were wizards.

After the art of tattooing flowed into the Central Plains, it merged with the art of the Central Plains to create tattoo artists.

The aristocrats of the Song Dynasty felt that the status of people with tattoos was low, and they were extremely resistant to tattoos, which made the tattoo artist industry decline in the Song Dynasty. It was not until Zhu Yuanzhang in the Ming Dynasty that he banned tattoos, and in the early Qing Dynasty, tattooists would be severely punished.

According to the official statement of the Ming and Qing Dynasties: "People with tattoos are likely to gather people and cause trouble."

In fact, it was at that time that a top tattoo artist appeared in the White Lotus Sect. With his secret tattoo skills, the court suffered a lot. The official ban on tattoos was actually part of the plan to hunt down tattoo artists and crack down on the White Lotus Sect.

However, under the high pressure of the Ming and Qing dynasties, tattoo artists quietly passed on the tradition, survived, and returned to the art again.

However, today's tattoo artists are no longer as glorious as they once were.

Shopkeeper Xu led us into a secret room and pointed to the painting on the wall: "If you want to get rid of the black tiger evil in him, you need to add a tattoo to him, or suppress it, or channel it."

"Of course tattoos are also about fate. Come and see for yourself, tell me which one you like. If you don't like the one you like, I'll take you somewhere else!"

The paintings in that secret room were so dazzling that I was dazzled by them. The paintings were so exquisite and lifelike that I even wanted to pick one and have it tattooed on my body.

I roughly looked at the tattoo designs in the room. Ye Huan was still wandering around, so I approached him and said, "Hey, Maomao, how about we get a hello kitty tattoo? The kind that can enlarge the eyes."

Ye Huan glared at me: "You get a husky tattoo, and I'll get a kitty cat tattoo!"

"I'm going all out today!" I turned around and said, "Shopkeeper Xu, hurry up and get a big-faced cat tattoo on him!"

The veteran thief gave me a shock when he came up: "This unruly thing is making people laugh."

But Shopkeeper Xu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's better to be young! Back then, those old brothers and I didn't fight like this. Children, have you made your choice?"

Ye Huan shook his head, and shopkeeper Xu opened another secret room.

This time, the pictures in the secret room are all full of strange ghosts and monsters, and their paintings are more realistic than those in the previous secret room.

The ghosts in the painting seem to come alive at any time. Every time we take a step, we will feel that the eyes of the evil ghost in the painting are rotating with our body shape, which makes the secret room look even more eerie and terrifying.

Ye Huan looked around and shook his head. Shopkeeper Xu's expression also became a bit solemn: "Come again!"

After Shopkeeper Xu opened the third secret room, his majestic power rushed towards me. I pretended to move casually and stood in front of the veteran thief.

I am capable of resisting divine power due to my cultivation, but if I were a veteran thief, I might have to kneel down on the spot, which would be a huge embarrassment.

Ye Huan didn't even enter the door this time. He stood at the door and raised his head sharply, looking at the secret room with sharp eyes. The Miao Dao behind him also trembled slightly under the opponent's fighting intent.

Ye Huan, isn't he going to kill the god?

I glanced sideways into the room, and sure enough I saw the portraits of gods and Buddhas posted on the wall, which seemed to be angered by Ye Huan's fighting spirit and were also trembling.

Shopkeeper Xu was so frightened that he quickly closed the door: "Kid, if you can't choose, I'll help you choose one!"

"Look at the tattoo, how does it look like Zhao Gongming, the God of Martial Arts? Zhao Gongming's mount is a black tiger, which can defeat your black tiger evil."

Ye Huan's eyes were cold and he said: "If you are a tiger, you should be king. If you treat someone as a mount, you might as well commit suicide."
Chapter completed!