Internet Cafe shenanigans

　　A month later, I saw Freya again, but not in a tattoo parlor, but on the street.

　　At that time, Stein and I had just come back from buying fruits on the street, when someone suddenly walked out in the night, she was Freya.

　　She was getting prettier and prettier, you could even describe her as a dumping ground, that face was perfect to the extreme, any man who saw her would surely not be able to help but be moved.

　　However, Freya is no longer Freya, she seems to have changed into a different person, she smiles at me, this smile is very weird and familiar.

　　Right, I seem to remember, this face, this smile, isn't it the face on the hand of that female ghost in Painted Skin tattoo?

　　Thinking about this, I suddenly got creeped out, I called out to Freya, she didn't react at all, as if this wasn't her name.

　　Freya was wearing a sexy halter dress, one of those backless ones, and as she turned to walk away I could see the tattoo on her back, the Painted Skin tattoo I got.

　　Stein also said that I could be mistaken, but seeing the tattoo on her back, then I could be 100% sure that she was Freya, and it was just that her face had changed, she had a body that I had always imprinted on my mind, and I could recognize her instantly.

　　When I took a closer look at the Painted Skin tattoo on her back, I got even more numb.

　　I only saw that the tattoo had been thoroughly integrated into Freya's back just like the blood vessels, and the face skin on the female ghost's hand in the tattoo had been replaced with Freya's ugly face.

　　Could it be that Freya has ...

　　Stein and I looked at Freya's back and fumed, not knowing what to do.

　　Now Freya, is it still Freya? Or has she already turned into that female ghost in the tattoo?

　　Just at this time, Freya turned back, and she said to me, "Thank you, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get out! Also, my name is Linxiaowei!"

　　Linxiaowei, isn't that the name of the female ghost in Painted Skin's story? Had she really replaced Freya?

　　After saying that, Freya turned her head and walked away, and at that moment, I suddenly heard a cry for help, as if it was coming from the cheeky skin in that tattoo.

　　"Help me, help me ..."

　　The cries for help got smaller and weaker until Freya disappeared and the sound finally stopped.

　　By the time we both finished fuming and chased after her, Freya had long since disappeared, and after searching the entire street there was no sign of her.

　　Since then, I haven't seen Freya again, nor have I heard of her, I don't know which is Freya's trick, deliberately teasing me, or her body, has been replaced by the female ghost in the tattoo.

　　Painted Skin Yin - inspired Tattoo is indeed incredibly evil, I also just tattooed this time, years later there are countless women to come to beg for this Yin - inspired Tattoo, but all were rejected by me.

　　We all love beauty, but if we overdo it, we will be consumed by greed, and the same goes for the love of beauty!

　　Back to the present, after Freya gave me her thanks, she left just before and another person came after.

　　This man was the owner of an internet cafe and he told us to just call him Orwell.

　　Orwell heard about Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts from a group. During this period of time, Stein had done a good job in publicizing Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts, posting it on bars, groups, circles of friends, and all major online stores, and he was slowly contacting all the customers he used to have, and the business has slowly increased since he came.

　　Orwell came in and asked me, tattoos can Exorcise Evil Spirits? He is a layman, does not understand these, before only know Daoist, Monk, but he encountered things, Monk, Daoist can not, no way to find here, I hope it is not a desperate doctor.

　　I let him rest assured that my Tattoos of Gods and GhostsExorcise Evil Spirits is first-class, absolutely genuine and fair.

　　Exorcise Evil Spirits this aspect, Yang - themed Tattoo has been very effective, and will not go wrong, I have confidence.

　　I asked Orwell to tell me what was going on, and then I could "get the right tattoo" for him.

　　Orwell said, he encountered this, said I do not believe it, the degree of evil simply let people hear all nightmares.

　　Orwell's Internet cafe has been quite a lot of people, business is good, there has not been anything, but a month ago, suddenly more than an old woman selling snacks.

　　You know, the front desk of the Internet cafe is specialized in selling snacks and all kinds of tobacco and water sundries, you come over to "set up a stall", that is not robbing business?

　　Network management on the spot to blast the old lady away, but this old lady mysterious, often late at night, with ghosts like wandering around the machine, as long as the network management, she disappeared, the network management did not pay attention to, she will appear.

　　Later there is really no way out, a handful of old bones of people, you do not dare to do anything to her, or she lay on the ground, you are afraid that you can not afford to pay, which is a big deal, and do not want to report to the police, the network administrator in the end can only turn a blind eye, anyway, there are not many people to buy her things.

　　Originally, there is nothing, but recently the webmaster suddenly found a strange thing, a fat man who often comes here to surf the Internet, actually become thin.

　　The so-called thin, not normal thin, the fat man about two hundred pounds, just a month's time, actually thin into a monkey-like, about only eighty pounds, even the bones are clearly visible, and his face green mouth white, as if not very healthy look.

　　Orwell heard on the interest, a two hundred pounds of people, just a month time can be thin to eighty? He did not believe, so he went to adjust the monitoring to see.

　　This look is really as the webmaster said, and that two hundred pounds of fat people have obvious changes.

　　At the beginning, this fat man is obviously a poor man, he will often come here to the Internet, and even overnight, but he even a bottle of drinks, a box of instant noodles are not willing to buy, look at him smoking cigarettes and clothes and shoes, indeed, the economy is not very good.

　　But later, he seems to become rich, wearing a brand-name, smoking is China, Internet cafe things casually point, and sometimes will pull a girl or two to the Internet, on to the midnight to go to the toilet, do what Orwell also certainly know.

　　Of course, the most obvious is that he began to get extremely thin, a month's time, he lost weight, but will still insist on coming to the Internet.

　　The boss thought it was a bit strange, so he scrutinized all the surveillance of that fat guy.

　　Later, finally he found out something for him, that is, that fat guy, would often communicate with that old lady selling snacks.

　　As long as a late night three o'clock, that old woman will appear on time in the side of the fat man, the fat man also do not buy things, but the two people talk happily, but to the back of the time, the fat man seems to get more and more impatient, and even sometimes in the tantrums, although you can't hear what they say, but the fat man's expression and action can be seen, when the fat man is getting thinner and thinner, the more his mood changes.

　　On the last day of the surveillance, the fat man was already as thin as a bone, and when he saw the old woman, he directly knelt down, as if he was begging for something, but the old woman simply ignored him and kicked the fat man to the ground.

　　After watching the surveillance Orwell was puzzled, but at this time, the fat man came again, but he can no longer be called a fat man, he was thin as a bamboo pole, all those bones protruded out, the body is not a bit of meat, more terrible than skin and bones.

　　As soon as the fat man came, he found a machine and sat down, but he didn't care about surfing the Internet, looking left and right, as if he was waiting for someone, Orwell knew who he was waiting for, however, the old woman didn't come.

　　At seven o clock in the morning, Orwell suddenly heard a wail of pain, he rushed forward to see, and found that the fat man fell to the ground, Orwell rushed to send him to the hospital, but ... the fat man died!