As the night fell, neon signs on both sides of Shouhui Street began to flash again, and people came and went on the streets.

Vivian walked a while and saw the boxer shouting something on the corner of the street, and saw Jian, a low-level student, preaching the concept of low-level students. She went back to the big house area for a few days and heard that something had happened here, but now it seems that there is no change.

Walking through the narrow alley, she entered the fish pond, where there were noisy people inside, and there were many drinkers by the bar.

She glanced at the sight but couldn't find the figure, and asked Lao Fan, who was standing behind the bar, "Where is the thermos?"

"I'll go to Caoyuan Street in the morning." Lao Fan responded, and said while drinking for the guests, "Go to do a tattoo."

"Tattoo? He's tattoo?" Vivian was startled and then became very interesting. "What happened to stimulate him?"

"I was forced." Lao Fan drenched in cold water, "That boy was reluctant, and he was the one who made him Diao Baodong."

"I'll just say it." Vivian spread her hands, but she still found it fun.

What would Diao Baodong tattoo that guy? A dead fish or a thermos?

It is said that Diao Baodong can stab the things he carries according to the mood of the ink, helping him break through himself and complete his transformation.

And why such a tattoo is often not even the one who enters the ink himself is clear at the beginning.

So Vivian is really unsure.

She found a seat at the bar and sat down, preparing to wait for Gu He to come back to see what was going on.

After a while ago, she and Gu He have been together for quite some time, but they still can't see through each other.

It’s better to say he’s a coward, and he dares to fight to the death, and it’s not true.

No matter whether he does it or not, he has many concerns, and it seems that he always shrinks. No matter what he does, he can't let go.

He has a good side, different from the street style; but many times, he is like a tamed sheep, afraid of this and that, most afraid of causing trouble, most want to escape, and even want to endure something happens, a bit like those guys in Jianggu District.

This is what Vivian thinks of Gu He. After thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help but shake her head a little.

It can't be changed, that's his nature. I don't know what Diao Baodong thinks.

At the same time, the drinkers around were not all regular customers. The man couldn't help but look at the beauty. She was wearing a small coat, a suspender off-shoulder top and a denim skirt, which was charming and sexy.

The two thin shoulder straps on the slender shoulders seemed to slide down at any time.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, their desire for women became stronger and stronger. They immediately met with each other and asked her to drink.

Vivian did not refuse, nor encourage anyone to open expensive wine. She just kept drinking without spending money on her own.

But the good times didn't last long. When Sakai Shuoki came, he shouted that she was an extraordinary person and a voodoo manipulator. It was impossible for ordinary people to get it. No one messed with her now, but they checked in and left.

"All the people who cheat on drinking are my enemies." Sakai Shuoyu shouted, "It's better to drink the wine yourself."

Not long after, Old Kitano and Zhuang Brother from the Game Gang also came.

They were very interested when they heard Gu He's tattoo. Sakai Shuoji drank wine and said happily: "Xiaohe is so good, and he has a bond. It's okay to have a smile on his face."

"I think it's best to stab him an egg." Old man Kitano pulled his facial muscles in a daze, "Hongsu is a bastard."

"It hurts all the time." Lao Fan said nothing good, "Diao Baodong always tattooed his entire back, and that kid could not bear to run away. Old Kitano, isn't it a waste for you to give him a business card?"

"Hey, look at his own." Old Man Kitano drank sake, "Diao Baodong has a different temper than us, and has a bit of culture. He looks very good at looking at people. I may give the wrong business card, but the old eagle will not prick the wrong pattern."

In front of Mr. Kitano, Brother Zhuang dared not express his opinions randomly. He would praise and envy him occasionally.

...

From morning to afternoon to night, the studio of Caoyuan Street, the tattoo hall, passed quietly.

In addition to going to the bathroom halfway through, Gu He kept lying on the floor, and Diao Baodong sat next to him and created with tattoos.

Because Lorna and Sakai Hanaki were inevitably making noises, Mr. Asakawa asked him to leave the studio after watching it for less than an hour in the morning. Then Lorna went out to buy some comic books and came back to read it, while Sakai Hanaki stayed in the living room.

The sliding door of the studio is still closed, it has been a whole day.

"Lona, it's not going well for so long. Will something happen?" Sakai Hanazuo asked in a very low voice.

"Tsk, are you still afraid that Diao Baodong will peel off his skin?" Lorna sat on the sofa and continued to flip through the comics.

Because the extraordinary people have a sharp hearing, they could sometimes hear the painful groans made by Gu He, and gradually disappeared.

Only Gu He himself knew this spiritual journey.

He was immersed in this pain all day, but he could recall his two lives, especially the things in the past three months, the streets, wilderness, Luozhou, fish ponds...

All kinds of moods kept swelling, almost bringing him into a illusion and pulling him out of the illusion.

He seemed to see himself traveling back, but it was just a vain imagination that was in vain.

He saw himself reaching a small place in Luozhou and losing everything again, and the sky seemed to have not become bluer.

His persistence, his depression, his pain, his mediocrity, his numbness, his sway, and his hope.

Every needle fell, it seemed as if something had been torn apart, allowing him to see himself.

Tattoo is a practice.

Suddenly, Gu He felt a cold piece on his back. Diao Baodong was applying biogellent. After a while, he wiped it clean with a cloth. The vicissitudes of life were still calm: "The tattoo is ready, get up, let them come in too."

Mr. Asakawa nodded and walked to push open the paper sliding door of the studio, calling Lorna and Sakai Hanaki in.

Gu He was sitting up slowly in a complex and unknown mood, then stood up, turned to look at his back, but he could only see some messy colors, unable to see the whole picture, but there was a huge tattoo on his back.

At the other side of the door, Sakai Hanaki walked in in a hurry. When he saw it, his eyes suddenly became louder, "It's amazing..."

[Cowherd value program progress bar: 46% of the third level, ↑20%]

Lorna walked in and saw the tattoo on his back... Yes, it's worthy of being Diao Baodong.

She did not make any sarcastic statements or sneers, which already explained her attitude.

[Cowherd value program progress bar: 81% of the third level, ↑35%]

The tattoo ranged from Gu He's shoulder blade to the position of the tail keel. It was a colorful figure that looked like a human and a monkey. It was wearing gorgeous armor, wearing a phoenix-winged purple gold crown, flying in the cloak, and waving a golden giant rod in his hand.

It was a classical figure, but there were some places where nerve blood threads appeared and some code symbols were carved on the garment.

Because Gu He was lying on his muscles and bones for a long time, his back muscles were undulating, and the tattoo seemed to come alive.

His eyes widened and his spirits were flying.

At this time, Mr. Asakawa pushed a moving floor-to-ceiling mirror from the wall so that Gu He could see clearly.

Gu He looked back and was stunned. This seemed to be...

This world was very similar to the earth before the Seventh Age. There were King Arthur's stories and the Monkey King's stories. These classic stories from the old world are still circulating in this era.

Dongtu culture is an important part of Liuguang City culture, and the Monkey King is a person that Street Dogs will be keen on.

Sakai Hanaki has learned Kabuki and has come into contact with various folk stories. You can see it at a glance.

"He Sang, your tattoo is so handsome." She sighed with deep breath, and didn't want to blink. She reached out to touch her, but stopped, "So powerful, so strong, Sun Wukong, the Great Sage of the Monkey King, Fighting the Battle of the Buddha!"

He Sang's tattoo will be astonished no matter which Yakuza bathhouse he walks into.

"That's not the Battle of the Buddha." Diao Baodong said at this time, "That's the Equivalent Sage, but the Equivalent Sage."

"It's quite good." Lorna laughed and went up to touch it. Isn't his thermos just a golden cudgel now?

Gu He looked at the Monkey King on his back, and then he suddenly realized that the golden cudgel seemed to have reproductive images, turning into monkeys with hair, and monkeys and grandsons seemed to have reproductive images... Seventy-two changes, and it was also a big group...

Moreover, the Monkey King is not afraid of heaven or earth, and is always full of vitality.

Perhaps no child doesn’t like the Great Sage. He remembered that he once liked it so much when he was a child.

He flipped through a comic book about Journey to the West, read it again and again, imitated it, and shouted.

When he was a teenager, he would still be excited about the story of the Great Sage.

So, have you ever been like that...

Since when did I be crushed under Wuzhishan?

Suddenly, Gu He also felt that this tattoo was so beautiful. It was not the Battle of the Buddha, but the Monkey King.

【Holy Water Energy: 25%, ↑8%】

He was stunned again. This was a real surprise. It also increased by 8%. What is the feeling of his own vitality?

It seems that it will be more exciting not only to feel from others, but also from yourself...

But when I came to my senses, the Monkey King? He!?

Gu He never expected that Diao Baodong would stab him with such a powerful and domineering pattern.

The Monkey King, who is going to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, the most rebellious guy in Dongtu.

"The tattoo has been completed." Diao Baodong said, and turned around and walked away, "If you don't like it, you can wash it off. But that's what I see from you. Don't look with your eyes, look with your heart, go back, and practice."

Mr. Asakawa nodded to them and walked with the master first, leaving the guests alone for a while before leaving.

"That's great." Sakai Hana was still admiring. Seeing that Lorna had touched her several times, she dared to reach out to touch her.

This Monkey King was really shocking. She couldn't help but feel a little scared when she touched her, and seemed to have passion.

Sakai Hanaqing's hand was immediately pushed away by Lorna, "I just got my tattoos, what did I touch? I'm broken."

Gu He was silent and didn't say anything. He put on the T-shirt again, put on the sportswear with the word "Dongtu" printed on it, shook his shoulders, and there was nothing unnatural on his back, but he felt something more.
To be continued...