The Mysterious Man

　　The Blood - devouring Mi Rakshasa tattoo that I just got emitted a faint black gas, which floated out from Emma's tattoo as if it was alive, and then drilled into Emma's stomach.

　　Emma shivered, then looked at me with a horrified look on her face, I didn't know it would be like this either, and the two of them looked at each other, too scared to speak.

　　This was my first time doing Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts, and I had no idea how evil this stuff was.

　　Half a minute later, suddenly Emma's belly had a black gas condensed into a small person, that small person grabbed the snake and bit it, while Emma screamed miserably and covered her stomach shouting in pain, and the person tossed and turned on the tattoo bed.

　　Even more frightening is that I heard Emma's tattoo came a cheeky laughter, hear me creepy, but a closer look at the tattoo but there is nothing wrong.

　　I panicked, could I have messed up and not got the tattoo right? Could this have killed someone? And it was still a dead body. After all, it was my first time doing Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts and I was nervous and scared too.

　　I rushed up to reassure Emma to see if she was okay, but she pushed me away and stormed off to the loo.

　　After ten long minutes, Emma finally pushed the door out from the toilet, to my relief, Emma said she was alright, after lifting her belly, the protruding little snake had also disappeared, she said she had just pooped a lot of blood out, and all of a sudden her whole body was relaxed, and her tummy was back to normal.

　　In this way, the black gas just now should be Blood - devouring Mi Rakshasa tattoo is taking effect, this Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts is considered a success, I did not expect the effect to be so good, although it is a bit evil.

　　Emma is good after a thousand thanks to me, and finally from the bag she brought over to take ten thousand to me before leaving happily, I'm a little puzzled, this pregnant woman also carry ten thousand cash, can be really rare, but the money in hand I did not think much, after all, acquaintances, the money is not false.

　　I suddenly worshipped my grandfather, this old man is really powerful, how did he know that someone would come over today to do Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts? Then is there still going to be a ghost ... Thinking of this I suddenly had a cold shiver.

　　Today is the Ghost Festival, bad old man you can not scare me, thought of here I called him again, but still off, more anxious me is that it is dark Grandpa did not come back, the phone has also been off.

　　About eight o'clock in the evening, I intend to close the tattoo parlour to go home, but at this time, the shop came in a person.

　　The one who came in was a man, probably around thirty years old, he was dressed in black, his skin and face were a bit on the pale side, his fingers were long, he was tall, and he was carrying a black shoulder bag.

　　I know all the people in the village, but this man ... I have never seen before, it should be an outsider.

　　'Is old Mr Rhett in, please?' The man asked towards me when he entered the shop.

　　'He's not in today, I'm his grandson Roger, may I ask if you're looking for a tattoo?' I asked.

　　The man frowned as if my answer wasn't that satisfying to him, then he continued, 'Since you are his grandson, may I ask if you know Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts?'

　　Good guy, another one to ask for Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts, but it's already nighttime, remembering my grandfather's words, I became wary, looking at the man's slightly pale face, I began to drum in my heart, this guy wouldn't be the ...

　　Forget it, just reject the matter, in case of a ghost tattoo, then am I not going against my grandfather's words?

　　'Sorry, I won't, if you want to get a tattoo, you can only wait for my grandfather to come back.'

　　To be on the safe side, I lied.

　　The man asked again, 'So when will old Mr Rhett be back?'

　　I smiled bitterly and said, 'I don't know, he didn't say.'

　　The man let out an oh, his expression was a bit disappointed, but he didn't dwell on it, he turned his head and was about to leave, but after three steps, he turned back.

　　He suddenly said to me, 'Little brother, you have black Qi around your lips and cheeks, and your seal is slightly green, I'm afraid you've been possessed, today is Ghost Festival, you have to be careful, I think you'd better stay in this tattoo parlour, don't leave, and wait for tomorrow morning before you leave!'

　　'What do you mean by that? Even if you can't get a tattoo, you don't have to curse me like that, right?'

　　I was a bit angry, which person Ghost Festival said that someone else was possessed, if he didn't give me a statement, I couldn't just let it go.

　　The man didn't answer positively, instead he looked at the two pockets I was muttering about.

　　'You empty your pockets.' The man said.

　　My pockets contained money, the ten thousand that Emma had just given me, in two pockets.

　　I hesitated, this guy couldn't have seen it and wanted to rob me, could he? After all, it's an outsider, anything can happen.

　　The man seemed to have read my mind, he continued, 'With the dead man's money in your pockets, you must have encountered something today.'

　　Hearing his words, I immediately took out a look, and as expected, the money I pulled out was actually plutonium, dead people's money!

　　Waiting for 10,000 yuan are out of the time, I was dumbfounded, all dead people money, scared me hand shaking, all scattered on the ground.

　　Impossible, when I received the money I looked carefully, are real money, how to become a dead man's money?

　　It's evil, it's really evil! Also, why did Emma give me dead man's money, we are all from the same village, and so familiar, I also helped her, how did she give me this.

　　'Only dead people spend dead people's money, little brother, you hit a ghost.' The man added.

　　Hit a ghost? Does that mean Emma is a ghost?

　　'No way, it was broad daylight when I met her, how could there be a ghost, and I knew her, how come I didn't know when she died?' I argued hard.

　　The man looked outside at the dark sky and said, 'What was the weather like during the day today?'

　　I recalled with a furrowed brow, 'Cloudy, the sun hasn't been out all day today.'

　　After I finished speaking, I myself took a breath of cool air, not only was there no sun during the day, Emma even held an umbrella when she came.

　　It couldn't be that Emma was really a ghost, could it? Was she dead? I was starting to believe the man's words a little.

　　I was about to rush to Emma's house to find out what was going on, but the man stopped me, advising me that it would be best to stay in the shop now, and that something terrible might happen if I went out.

　　I finally listened to him and stayed in the shop, then got Emma's husband's number on Wechat.

　　Emma's husband's name is Wong, after picking up the phone, his voice seems to be not quite right, a little hoarse, seems to have cried, after a few pleasantries I brought the topic to Emma, I can not ask someone's wife died?

　　To my surprise, Wong replied that Emma had died and was buried last night!