When I opened my eyes again, I saw a snow-white ceiling.
The pain in my sun and chest made me still have lingering fears.
"hiss" I subconsciously touched my numb back, and suddenly took a breath of pain.
He took his hand back and saw it was covered in blood.
Only then did I finally wake up and look around.
Fortunately, I was still at Xie Si's house.
I don't know if the child without eyes I saw was a dream or something real.
I hope it is a dream.
"You're awake."
When I heard the voice, I subconsciously looked towards the door, and happened to see Gu Xinlie holding the snow-white bone knife and looking at me coldly.
My head buzzed, and I couldn't help but start to feel frightened.
It seems to be true.
"I was in a coma for a few days."
I smiled bitterly and then asked.
The pain in my temples and back almost made me curse.
It was an uncontrollable pain, as if someone had peeled off the entire skin of my back.
"Three days."
Gu Xinlie was still holding the knife and looking at me with a cold face, as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Brother, you are so lucky.
You are not dead yet.
I admire you, brother."
Ma Liuzhi got into the room at some point and gave me a thumbs up.
"Where's Xie Si?"
I asked quickly as I didn't have time to chat with them.
"I went out to buy food.
I should be back soon."
Gu Xinlie said, then turned and sat back in the living room.
"Is it really okay to let her go down alone?
Isn't it in this building?"
I didn't dare to say further.
I subconsciously thought of the child without eyes, and I couldn't help feeling frightened.
"What else can I say about you?
You fainted at the door of your house three days ago.
Xie Si found you early the next morning.
This little girl was so frightened that she called me with your mobile phone while crying.
Isn't that right?
I rushed over.
But somehow, Brother Gu also got the message and rushed over.
By the time Brother Gu and I arrived, guess what, all the ghosts in this building were wiped out.
It’s so clean that not even a mouse can be seen, don’t you think it’s strange?”
Ma Liu slapped his thigh with his fingers and said to me, his excited spittle splashing all over my face.
"Then why does my back hurt so much?
It's full of blood when I touch it."
I took another breath, and the pain in my back was accompanied by a faint numbness that made me feel uncomfortable all over, as if It was like being skinned with a knife.
"It's okay, Brother Gu will help you get a tattoo.
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It'll be fine in half a month."
Ma Liuzhi said with a smile.
"Oh, what kind of tattoo is that?
What kind of tattoo is that?"
I quickly sat up and stared at Ma Liuzhi.
I asked why my back hurt so much.
It turned out to be a tattoo on me.
This is something I have never thought about in twenty-five years, so I asked someone to do it for me.
Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly again.
"Yaksha."
Ma Liuzhi raised a finger and pointed at my back.
"Why did Yaksha tattoo a ghost on my back?
Isn't it hurting me?"
I felt a little unhappy.
I originally thought about giving me a tattoo of Bodhisattva or Taishang Laojun, so I endured it, but I didn't expect to give it to me.
I have a ghost tattoo.
"You know what I'm telling you, brother Lin, this little brother Gu is a very capable man.
Do you know what Yasha does?"
Ma Liuzhi rolled his eyes at me, and then he came closer and asked.
"What are you doing, aren't you just the kid under the King of Hell?"
I blinked.
Although I didn't read many books when I was in school, I did read Journey to the West and Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Ma Liuzhi sighed and said to me: "This Yaksha is a ghost and god, one of the eight heavenly dragons.
Buddhism was introduced to China from India.
In Buddhism, Yaksha is called Yaksha King.
The Vimalakia Sutra says that there are three types of Yakshas. , One is in the ground, the other is in the void, and the three days of yaksha are also called evil spirits.
But in Buddhist scriptures, yakshas are ghosts who eat ghosts. " When I talk about eating ghosts, I can't help but think of Chengxue, the bloody mandrill in red robe.
I was stunned for a moment as Ma Liu pointed out his words, but I actually knew that it was Gu Xinlie who must have told him this.
I have never read that sutra, and I have never even heard of it.
I didn’t expect that the kid in Journey to the West would have such a big reputation.
"Do you know what Brother Gu has tattooed on his back?"
Ma Liuzhi saw that I understood a little bit, and whispered in my ear.
I shook my head, but I vaguely remembered that there was a blue-black lotus mark on Gu Xinlie's chest.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" Ma Liuzhi suddenly slapped my thigh, frightening me.
"What's wrong with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
I patted my chest, thinking that I must be younger, otherwise I would have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
I was scared to death.
"I won't tell you anything else, but do you know why Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva didn't become a Buddha?"
Ma Liuzhi's tone seemed a little excited, which made me a little scared.
But I suddenly thought of a sentence from Baigui Night Talk describing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
It wasn’t much, just eight words.
If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha.
As we were talking, we saw Gu Xinlie walking over again holding a knife.
He leaned against the door and looked at me coldly.
"Brother, why did you tattoo a Yaksha on my back?"
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I hugged my arms, but because of the pain in my back and the bleeding tattoo, I didn't put on a shirt.
"My name is Gu Xinlie."
Gu Xinlie frowned, looked at me and said, "Your physique is inherently prone to attracting ghosts.
Wen Yaksha can be more careful, and besides, the attacks of your soul-possessing Gu are getting more and more powerful.
If you don’t get something tattooed, you will die within three months.”
Gu Xinlie's cold words made me shiver, but I still said what I was thinking, "Tattoos can suppress ghosts.
Don't lie to me."
I have never heard of anyone getting a tattoo.
The body is invulnerable to all ghosts.
Gu Xinlie glanced at it, sat on a chair on the wall, motioned Ma Liuzhi to sit on the other chair, and then said to me without raising his head: "Tattooing is about technique.
Those on the market use tattoo guns.
Of course it doesn't work.
I used the tattoo method passed down by my grandfather to do it for you.
But whether it is a tattoo on the market or a traditional tattoo, there is one thing.
The Yaksha you drew didn’t have eyes.”
As he spoke, Gu Xinlie exposed his arm.
There was a ferocious giant dragon wrapped around the bronze-colored and strong arm, which was lifelike, but there were no eyes in the eye sockets.
Only now do I know that the green and black lotus mark on Gu Xinlie's chest is actually the tail of a dragon.
The dragon's tail is like a lotus, which is a dragon Buddha.
Then Gu Xinlie took off his shirt and turned around.
I was stunned when I saw the god-like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva behind him.
The Bodhisattva sits cross-legged on a Buddha lotus, holding a Zen staff in his right hand and holding a giant elephant in his left palm.
The tattoo is integrated and lifelike, as if it was carved on Gu Xinlie's back from birth, but the compassionate face has a pair of Buddha's eyes that seem to be able to speak.
Not just me, but even Ma Liuzhi had a surprised expression on his face at this time.
The tattoos were so similar that I suddenly felt that if Gu Xinlie didn't do coffin touching, he would have a bright future as a tattoo artist.
Before Ma Liuzhi and I could express our surprise and appreciation, Gu Xinlie went on to say: "Tattoos are actually called back gods.
Whether they are tattoos of dragons or gods, these are considered back gods.
But some people can carry them.
Some people can’t carry it.
There’s a legend in ancient times called the finishing touch, but the truth is similar.
If you can carry it, the tattoo is your life.
If you can’t carry it, it can crush you.”
Gu Xinlie's tone was still as cold as ever, and I nodded.
I could still understand what Gu Xinlie said, but what surprised me was that the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on his back actually had eyes painted on it.
Xin Lie does have some skills.
Ma Liuzhi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.
Seeing that we were still doubtful, Gu Xinlie seemed to have guessed it, and he opened his mouth and said: "There is an old saying that the three treasures of touching the coffin, and the sandalwood used for tattoos is considered to be the grass of death.
This sandalwood is the borrowed coffin incense burned in the tomb, which is regarded as the grass of death."
It’s the Linglong grass used for fortune-telling before going to the tomb, and this tattoo is the one on my body and on Lin Bei’s body.
This tattoo is also known as the blind eye tattoo.”
At this moment, Xie Si suddenly came back.
Carrying large and small bags of vegetables.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw me sitting up.
He was startled and shouted quickly: "Lin Bei, lie down quickly.
Brother Ma said that your injuries are not healed yet.
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Don't move around."
As she said this, Xiaoni The boy ran over.
I looked at Xie Si's slightly red and swollen eye circles and thought that this girl must have cried less in the past two days.
I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, and said, "I have nothing to do.
You go and cook first.
I'll chat with Master Six and Brother for a while."
"Hey, Nizi, Sixth Brother is here to help you.
Let the two elders have a good chat first.
Lin Bei is dying.
He can't die."
Ma Liuhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha dragged Xie Si out of the house.
It doesn't matter if she wants it or not.
After both of them left, I looked at Gu Xinlie and said softly: "You can't help me for no reason.
Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Come with me to touch the coffin."
Gu Xinlie crossed his legs and held a snow-white bone knife in his arms, much like an ancient swordsman.
"I won't go."
I answered firmly.
"Dig a building, and it will cost you ten years."
This sentence of the old housekeeper has been remembered by me for more than ten years.
I am greedy for money, afraid of death, and don't understand what to do and what not to do.
All I know is that I still have a lot of things to do while I'm alive.
Once I'm done, it will be worth my while to die.
"Why don't you go?"
Gu Xinlie frowned, his face getting colder.
"I believe in fate."
I grinned.
I don't know why I said this, but that's what I thought in my heart.
I won’t go because I believe in fate.
"I'm not advising you to go, but I don't want to see you die.
Although it has nothing to do with me whether you die or not, I promised a person that you can't die, so you can't die."
Gu Xinlie held the knife and looked coldly.
"Who?"
I asked with my eyes widened.
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