Chapter 135 Red Carp

Gong Yaming sighed, put down the electronic soft screen in his hand and said, "I think you are just free will in the end. I really don't understand what you young girls are thinking.

Do you know, I originally planned to exchange my sister Gong Yamei from Shanteng City High School to Guilun City High School to keep her away from the liberal intrigue.

But unexpectedly, she refused to agree no matter what. Even when she alarmed her parents in the end, she protested on a hunger strike, which made my parents who originally agreed to communicate finally compromise.

Do you know what reason she opposed coming to Guilun City?

She is already an adult, so she should have the free will to decide where to go to school, and there is no reason other than that, that is, because she doesn't want to come, she doesn't want to come."

"Bongxian, from my personal point of view, I really agree with your sister's reasons," Han Aiyuan said softly as he looked at Gong Yaming's frowning, "You have always been open-minded and good at thinking about others. I really don't know why you are now entangled with your sister's 'free will'."

"But her current free will may make her become a broad-based extreme liberalist in the future." Gong Yaming said a little annoyed.

"Bongxian, no one's eyes can predict other people's future through the fog of time," Han Aiyuan comforted him, "Your sister may not necessarily follow the path you predicted in the future."

"I hope so. She has been acting much more independent since she was a child than me. In fact, it is difficult for others to interfere in her life." Gong Yaming was silent for a while, sighed and murmured...

On August 25, after more than 50 hours of interstellar journey, Gong Yaming finally returned to Haijing City. After parting with his assistant Han Aiyuan, he did not return to Shengde Academy, but took a taxi to Haijing City Chengbang Airport.

A C-class ticket from Haijing City to Tuohai City was purchased at the City-State Airport. Three hours later, Gong Yaming arrived at Tuohai City, the fourth-level coastal city of the federal city, 4,590 kilometers away.

Walking out of Tuohai City-Based Airport, he immediately felt the coastal city scenery completely different from Guilun City. Countless bizarre projection patterns were densely covered with densely covered with Kuohai City. Only half of the speed trains on the street were of normal colors, and the other half was painted with various strange pictures.

Hundreds of meters high towers are covered with heads, ghosts, birds and beasts, and graffiti stand in the city. Pedestrians, whether tourists or locals, are not old, and most of them use oil paint to paint their faces in a mess. Although middle-aged or elderly people are not as excessive as young people, if you look carefully, you can see that many of them are wearing very personal accessories.

Seeing the real Takumi City, it was much more personal than the introduction I searched on Star.com. Gong Yaming couldn't help but smile a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just then, the girls who walked past him were wearing gorgeous outfits on their faces, but the sound was only 17 or 8 years old. When they saw Gong Yaming with a charming smile, they suddenly grabbed him and said:

"Brother, brother, you smile so handsomely. Are you interested in going to the beach with us? After the trip, you can also get along alone in the tent on the beach."

"Brother, are you a tourist who just arrived in Takumi? Takumi is different from your hometown. Boys here are invited by girls. If they don't go, it's very rude, so you must go and dance the beach dance with me."...

Not sure if I met a pure and enthusiastic girl in the coastal city or the helping girl described on Xingwang, Gong Yaming embarrassedly pulled his hand out of a plump girl's chest and said: "Sorry, all beautiful girls, I'm here to Takuhai for official business communication. I have to go to the check-in first, and I don't have time to go to the beach."

"Business communication, brother, are you so young and a public official in politics?" asked a girl who smiled very cutely.

"Yes, I am the Level 3 Police Supervisor who has been in the Purification and Weathering Department of Haijing Police Bureau for half a year since Takuhai." Gong Yaming said seriously.

Hearing Gong Yaming say this, several girls stared at his serious face in a daze, slowly let go of their hands, and suddenly ran away with their hard-bottomed wooden clogs.

After using a clever trick to drive away the girls, Gong Yaming breathed a sigh of relief, operated the electronic instrument on his wrist and stopped a taxi car and headed to the destination that he had already set in his heart, Nulan Community, Tuohai City.

When he came to Nulan Community, he took a few steps on the street and saw many lifelike three-dimensional hand-painted wild creatures projections projected in front of a door, covering an area of ​​3,400 square meters, and was called "Soul Rage".

Although I was interested in those three-dimensional hand-painted wild creature patterns, such a high-profile tattoo club was obviously not a secretly coming to Takuhiro. He wanted to use tattoos to hide the mysterious characters behind the Momen inheritance. Therefore, after watching it for a few seconds, he shook his head helplessly and left the Soul Furious Tattoo Club.

Avant-garde post-star-style gallery, body graffiti room, tattoo club, weird wood carving club, seafood restaurant, seawater float experience hall, tattoo club... After walking in the street market of Nu Lan Society for a long time, Gong Yaming encountered at least 10 tattoo shops in total.

But those tattoo clubs either think that they look bad in skills and poor in business, or that they think that the scale is too large and the number of tattoo artists and customers seem too complicated to look good.

But this is a paradox. In such an era of general information explosion, if the tattoo club is skilled, it will inevitably have customers. If you want to find a deserted store to do tattoos, then the tattooing skills will naturally be difficult to guarantee.

Seeing that it was already dinner, Gong Yaming finally realized that he could not find a tattoo club that could take into account both his own choices. In the end, he could only choose his own safety as the first choice and casually walked into a small and deserted tattoo shop.

This tattoo shop called "Haitao" has an area of ​​less than 15 square meters. Apart from a bed for customers to use for tattoos and a huge mirror hanging on the wall, there is only an elderly man in the bathroom, sitting in a rocking chair, dozing asleep.

Seeing that there were neither virtual albums in the store for customers to choose patterns nor electronic auxiliary tattoo devices, Gong Yaming was stunned. His first reaction was to leave this tattoo club and re-select one.

However, he thought about it carefully. The only person who provided tattoo services for himself was the old man who looked idly on the rocking chair. It was really safe. He gave up the idea of ​​escaping and walked to the old man and said, "Hello, sir, sir, are you a tattooist in this tattoo club?"

The old man looked at Gong Yaming with sleepy eyes and asked back, "Young man, do you want a tattoo?"

Gong Yaming nodded and said, "Yes, sir, I had tattooed a few ancient words on my back, but now I feel that it is too monotonous after watching it for a long time. I want to tattoo a large picture to cover it up."

The old man nodded and said without saying a word: "Show me the words behind you."

Gong Yaming nodded and took off his shirt, and said to the old man with his back naked, "Look, these words are just these words."

The old man looked at Gong Yaming's back, and his originally casual expression slowly disappeared, muttering: "This stroke and technique, as well as the charm contained in it, cannot be made of instrument patterns.

But if it is handmade, how could you not even see a pinhole? Such tattooing skills are really superb..."

After admiring for a minute, the old man came back to his senses and said seriously: "Young man, the ancient tattoo behind you is perfect, and the skills I have never seen before. If you want to cover it with a large picture, in the eyes of insiders, the effect may not be as good as it is now..."

Gong Yaming interrupted: "Old sir, I came to your store and just wanted to have a large picture on the back. As for the effect, it would be fine in the eyes of ordinary people."

The old man was choked up by Gong Yaming's words, and then smiled and said, "Young man, as long as you can resist the pain, the tattoo effect of my Fujiki Tsurumi Saburo will definitely make ordinary people think it is very good at first glance."

"That's good, old man, don't worry, I can still bear the insignificant pain of tattooing," Gong Ya waved his hand and said, "Then let's look at the sketch. After choosing, you can start tattooing me."

"After I was 60 years old, I no longer need sketches. Young people, your temperament is very unusual and looks suitable for 'Haibotu'. This is really rare." The old man looked at Gong Yaming carefully for a while, and his face gradually became a little surprised.

"Haibotu, if you refer to a piece of sea water, will it look too monotonous?" Although the purpose of the tattoo is only to cover up the ancient text behind it, after all, it may follow him for a lifetime. Gong Yaming still feels that it should be at least more beautiful, so he said, "I think it is best to add a ferocious animal, or a wild creature." "Young man, your aura is already fierce enough, and you don't need a tattoo to set off," the old man looked at Gong Yaming again for a while, and shook his head in surprise and said, "Animals can be added, but in that case, the area of ​​your tattoo will be expanded a lot. If you are willing to tattoo your back, front chest, elbows, and knees, I can add a koi to you."

Gong Yaming was stunned. Thinking that as the substitute's ability improves, perhaps the new ancient texts will appear in other positions besides the back. It is not a bad thing to prepare for more tattoos on the body.

However, he was not satisfied with tattooing ornamental aquatic animals such as koi, which are special Earth's star areas, so he said: "It doesn't matter if the tattoo area is larger, but can you replace the koi with other patterns?"

"In my opinion, there are only koi animals suitable for tattooing on you," the old man replied firmly, like a stone: "This is my insistence as a craftsman. If you are not satisfied, you can only go to another tattoo shop."

After becoming the crown prince, Gong Yaming has not compromised with others for a long time except facing his family, but this time he lost to the stubbornness of the tattooed old man. Seeing the old man's expression of never giving in, he walked to the bed in the store and lying down and said, "Then it's better to tattoo koi. Mr., please hurry up, it's best to tattoo before dinner."

If a tattoo artist can skillfully use electronic auxiliary tattoo instruments to serve customers, even if the tattoo is full of tattoos, the maximum time it will be only 15 minutes. However, if the tattoo artist paints all by hand, the time for a large pattern to be taken down may be calculated monthly or even years.

This is also the reason why the old man is extremely skilled but is neglected in front of the door. In the impetuous interstellar civilization society, exquisite prints are far more popular than paintings created by artists because the former is quick and simple, while the latter is cumbersome and expensive.

Originally, Gong Yaming obviously did not know much about tattoo art, so he asked the elderly to tattoo himself before dinner. At this time, the elderly should of course explain to him the difference between hand-made tattoos and tattoos using auxiliary instruments.

What is unexpected is that the old man was slightly stunned when he heard Gong Yaming's words, and then asked solemnly: "Young man, how long has it been taken for the master who tattooed these ancient characters for you?"

"About 4.5 minutes," Gong Yaming said casually: "It may also be shorter."

The old man was silent for a while, and took out a box made of bluestone from under the bed. After opening it, he took out a soft fine needle. The eyes gradually shone with an indescribable excitement, and he said slowly: "Is that right, young man, I'm old and my physical strength is declining. I'm afraid it's impossible for you to tattoo as fast as him, but you will see my work at the latest in the early morning."...

The fine needle was like life in the tattooed old man's hands, and it was beating on Gong Yaming's naked body, and it couldn't bring out any blood when it entered and exited the texture.

At least 10 minutes after the tattoo was tattooed, Gong Yaming could feel the skin's skin began to start to feel the scorching pain and blood oozing out. At first, the pain was not obvious, but when small pieces of tattooed skin gradually became one, he gradually felt his whole body hot, his body trembled, and even his mind began to blur.

But even so difficult, it was strange that Gong Yaming didn't make a moan sound. The huge pain in his body seemed to offset the anxiety hidden deep in his heart. In a strange feeling that was so painful that he was happy, he accepted the transformation of his body...

Time passed by minute by minute, needles, ink, coloring, roasting, removing scabs, and wiping them cleaned by clean water. When the old man finished his whole tattoo and sat on the ground, it was already 23:59 pm. At the last moment, he fulfilled his promise to Gong Yaming.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, the old man slowly got up from the ground. He trembled and sprinkled clear water on Gong Yaming's face. After waking Gong Yaming up, he said in a weak voice: "Young man, your tattoo is ready, go and see if you are satisfied."

"Old sir, I think going to the hospital for treatment is more important than looking at tattoos in the mirror," Gong Yaming, who felt dizzy, walked out of the bed and touched his hot forehead, and said in a dry voice: "You have let me fully understand the importance of various modern auxiliary instruments in life. I will leave you enough money to buy an auxiliary..."

Gong Yaming, who had been complaining constantly, closed his mouth after seeing the tattoo on his body reflected in the huge mirror on the wall.

Under the calm rivers and seas depicted in ink and wash, there seem to be endless huge waves hidden just waiting for roar; while the sky seems to be covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning are about to vent.

However, the rivers and seas and the sky seem to be majestic, but because of the special skills used and the charm mostly reflect their momentum, the actual tattoo area does not occupy much.

The tattoo above 80 is shown in the whole tattoo, which is on the chest of Gong Yaming, and his body is spreading over his back and his tail hangs on the koi on his buttocks. Between the water waves and the sky, a huge red carp, accompanied by a light black mist, jumped out of the river and sea alone, twisting into a graceful curve, as if rushing into the sky...

When Gong Yaming looked at the tattoo in the mirror with a horror expression, the old man slowly walked to him and whispered: "Young man, don't be superstitious about those instruments in everything you do. Only those things that are truly made bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit will have a soul."

"The truth is above it, this is simply art," Gong Yaming came to his senses and said, "No, of course this is art.

I really can't believe that I walked into a simplest and old tattoo club I encountered, but I met an art master hidden among the people.

What's wrong with me these days? I always accidentally meet all kinds of extraordinary people who can never meet in my life."

"If you can meet an extraordinary person, it proves that you are not ordinary," the old man smiled weakly and said: "In ancient legends, if a koi jumps over the dragon gate, it will turn into a giant dragon that can be big or small, can rise or hide, if it can rise or hide, if it can rise or hide, if it can rise or hide, if it can rise or hide; if it can rise or fall, it can fly between the universe, and if it can hide, it will hide in the waves.

I have been tattooing independently since I was 18 years old, and you are the first guest to recommend a koi tattoo by me."

"It can be big or small, it can rise and hide: if it is big, it will prosper and fog, if it is small, it will hide its shape; if it is rising, it will fly into the universe, and lurk in the waves," he heard the old tattooed man's words, Gong Yaming looked at the koi on his body, murmured and repeated for a long time, and suddenly said in a relaxed tone: "Old sir, I didn't expect you to read ancient documents of the native civilization of the earth and have been taught."

"If I don't read ancient books, I can't tattoo such carp," the old man said with a smile: "As a craftsman, as long as the customers are satisfied, we will be very happy. Young man, you are satisfied, leave, I'm going to close the store."

Gong Yaming nodded, put on his clothes, took out all the coins from his pocket, left two pieces, and handed the rest to the old man and said, "Old sir, this is a reward for you. I know maybe this is not enough, but it is already all the money on me except for travel expenses. Sorry."

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