Freshly Caught

  After I picked up the phone, Mr.Lam respectfully apologized to me, making me a bit confused, this old man took the wrong medicine? He actually apologized to me? And apologized for what?

  Mr.Lam said, if he had known that there was a master like me, he would not have looked for that Nuwa's Forsaken Shade, and gave birth to Corpse - Fetus, which is a waste of time, and also disturbed his son's ghost, but about Chloe's matter, he didn't say a word about it, and his son's death was hanging on his lips for fear that his soul would be disturbed.

  I laughed, his son died and fucked a beautiful woman, but also disturbed, I think he can't wait to be disturbed every day, but I didn't say this out loud.

  It turned out that Mr.Lam apologized to me because my Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts worked, this old man, ah, a revitalization of the past, said that the Nuwa's Forsaken Shade cleaned up the obedience, which is expected to give birth to a child, this Guan Yin for Bestowing Children, than those medicines are effective. This Guan Yin for Bestowing Children is more effective than all those medicines.

  Oh, your father, at your age, you can't even take medicine well, can you compare with my Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts?

  However, Mr. Lam also said one thing I didn't know, it turns out that Nuwa's Forsaken Shade, not only has not given birth to a child, but also a child, which really surprised me.

  It turns out that most of the rumors are false, that Nuwa's Forsaken Shade although married to the old man of the paper, but the body is not given, it is estimated that the old man of the paper used what sorcery, Stein said that what to the old man of the paper gave birth to a child, all fucking fart.

  The more I think about it, the more afraid I am, Nuwa's Forsaken Shade's first time, actually gave Mr. Lam this old man, if she is angry at me, out of not to kill me?

  I shivered, God bless, let Mr.Lam and Nuwa's Forsaken Shade go to hell together, don't come out to harm people.

  Mr.Lam finally said that he had confidence in my tattoo, and if it worked out, the videotape would be 100% destroyed by him, and he would have to thank me properly.

  As the saying goes, Mr. Lam told me not to worry about what happened before, and he will definitely keep me as a master in the future.

  But he didn't know that he was dying, so I guessed that he would die on Nuwa's Forsaken Shade sooner or later.

  With him after a meal of bullshit, I hung up the phone, this kind of people insidious and cunning, I can only see people say people, see ghosts say ghosts, I can not tell him to go to death face to face.

  This delay, the night is getting deeper and deeper, I yawned and went to bed.

  The next day has not yet woken up, suddenly Stein is like a dead parent yelling at me, I rubbed my eyes and asked him what he was panicking about.

  Stein said that when he opened the door this morning, he realized that there was an extra big clock at the door, how bad luck must it be, it was obvious that someone was looking for trouble.

  In Chinese, to send a bell means to send a person to his death, which means someone is cursing me to die, and this is clearly a case of someone picking a fight!

  I hurriedly put on my clothes, but when I went out to take a look at the door, there was no one at all, and the big clock in front of the door was so conspicuous that Stein and I almost couldn't move.

  This his grandmother, who is so unscrupulous, early in the morning to the old man to send the end, I want to know who did it, I have to peel his skin.

  "Aigoo, what's the matter ah boss, early in the morning to send such a big fire." A girl appeared at the door of the tattoo parlor, the person who came was the girl Stella brought here, Harper.

  This girl has problems with her vocal cords, but she has a dream of becoming a singer, so Stella forced me to beat a dead horse and ask me to tattoo her with a Yin - inspired Tattoo Ghosts Performing Opera, so she went to raise money to get enough money to pay for a hundred thousand dollars, and I'll tattoo it for her.

  I said no big deal, just don't know which idiot early in the morning to send me to the end, really bad luck, and then I asked her to get enough money?

  Harper en a sound, put a card on the table, said one hundred thousand dollars she has, I took out the POS machine, directly to the one hundred thousand dollars swiped over.

  Another hundred thousand, a small step closer to one hundred million, this money is more and more money, just a pity, in the end I have to burn this money, think about it all heartache.

  When the money arrives, then I have to tattoo someone, but before I can do that, I have to buy the paint that Ghosts has for Ghosts Performing Opera.

  I called Christoph and said I wanted to get a Ghosts Performing Opera tattoo of a ghost.

  Christoph was a little embarrassed the first time, he said he didn't have it in stock, but he told me to wait and he'd send me a fresh one soon.

  No stock? But he'll send me a fresh one soon? What does that mean?

  Christoph didn't explain, and hung up after that. I had no choice but to find an excuse to put Harper on hold.

  When I was bored, I opened my cell phone and swiped it, when I just happened to see a news, a certain singer jumped to her death on her apartment this morning because she was suffering from depression.

  I sighed, feeling quite sad, this singer I also fan, her songs I often have to listen to, alas, damn depression ah!

  After about an hour Christoph came sweating, he wiped his sweat with a towel that was resting on his shoulder and handed me the bamboo tube.

  "Nah, here, count your blessings, from this morning, freshly baked!" Christoph said, "You're going to be unlucky, you won't even be able to get this tattoo done, the ghost you want for this tattoo isn't very good at catching ghosts, it's up to fate."

  This morning? This Christoph is catching it now? Is this fucking crab?

  "Why are you looking at me? Don't be afraid, it's not a real ghost." Christoph thought I was afraid of this thing, and gave me a tranquilizer first.

  Just at this time, suddenly I felt that the whole bamboo tube shook, and a ghostly voice inside cried out, "I didn't commit suicide, I didn't, grievous ah, let me out, I want revenge."

  The voice was horrible, and ghostly resentment was great, but it sounded a little familiar to me, why did it sound so much like the singer who jumped off the building this morning? Plus Christoph said he just caught it, did ...

  "Ghostly resentment, did you write this song? Stealing other people's song sheet lyrics, plagiarizing other people's talent, and only giving them so little money, if I were you, I'd kill you too, what the hell." Christoph flicked the bamboo tube, the ghost immediately became honest.

  "Roger, you have to give me 10,000 more for this ghost today, or else I will lose blood." Christoph actually increased my price.

  If it were usual, I wouldn't be willing to do so, but seeing as he was sweating profusely, I added 5,000 to his price, and rolled the dice if it was more.

  Christoph slapped his head, said deal, and then collected the money and left.

  As soon as Christoph left, the ghost inside that bamboo tube was screaming again, she was afraid of Christoph, but not me.

  "Let me out, I'll give you money, bank card account number, password, I have everything, I'll give you money, let me go, I beg you, I didn't commit suicide, I'm wronged, I want revenge."

  Generally speaking, I don't care about these ghosts screaming nonsense, just pour it directly onto the paint and be done with it, but this ghost, due to the familiarity of her voice, I got curious.

  I asked her in a low voice if she was the singer who jumped off the building.

  When she heard that, she immediately got happy, she said she was, and asked me if I was her fan.

  I go, so coincidental, actually really, that Christoph is also too awesome, just died this morning, actually immediately caught back to refine.

  "Let me out, please, I'll give you money and sing for you, okay?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, she hurriedly begged again.

  I held the bamboo tube in my hand and hesitated a bit.