Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 94 Tattoo Master

"Cough cough..."

"Are you going to let it in?"

On the iron bed, a faint voice said so.

And heard this sudden voice.

Lin Fan's pupils constricted violently, and he couldn't help taking a step back, looking in the direction of the sound.

I saw the same iron bed behind the container sewn with various ghosts.

A thin boy about five or six years old was lying on it, wearing a blue and white hospital gown.

The hospital gown on him didn't fit well, and the wide cuffs exposed most of his arms. The skin on the surface was like a piece of white paper, and nothing could be seen except tiny blood vessels.

And around the iron bed is a strange machine. Several infusion tubes extend out and are inserted into the boy's waist. There is dirty liquid remaining in the transparent tubes. It doesn't look like blood, nor does it seem like a cure Drug.

"Close the door quickly."

The boy looked at the strange young man blocking the door, his voice was a little helpless, and as his mood fluctuated, pitch-black liquid gushed out of the infusion tube again.

Staring closely at the patient not far away, Lin Fan vaguely heard the sound of a cat meowing, and without hesitation at this moment, walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.

And with the closing of the door.

This cramped room seems to have left the original world, cutting off the connection with the tattoo parlor.

Seeing this, the boy in the hospital gown heaved a sigh of relief, a little sweat oozed from his forehead, and his nervousness was relieved: "If you close the door one step later, it will pass through the interlayer of the underworld and invade here."

"What the hell is that cat?"

Lin Fan couldn't help asking.

In his opinion, the boy lying on the iron bed in front of him should be a tattooist, so he must know the details of the black cat's corpse.

But the boy who heard these words shook his head, his voice was filled with uncontrollable exhaustion:

"I do not know either."

"Aren't you a tattoo artist?" Lin Fan asked.

"I am indeed a tattoo artist, but strictly speaking, I am the second tattoo artist," the boy smiled and raised his hand, pointing to the machine behind him, "The one you are looking for is in the jar now, but I also have a part of him Memory, so in many cases, I am equivalent to him."

What does it mean?
Lin Fan couldn't understand this passage.

"You mean, there were two tattoo artists in the tattoo parlor, and now the first tattoo artist is gone, and you have his memory, so you become the second one, am I right?"

He frowned.Recalling the information that appeared in the previous paragraph, trying to restore the current situation.

The boy nodded, with joy in his eyes, but the mature voice broke the age-appropriate atmosphere: "Although the words are a bit simple, it is almost the same. You are very smart. I have to explain it several times before. , others will understand."

"Has anyone else been here?"

"of course."

The boy shrugged his shoulders and said in distress: "There are too many ghosts locked in the tattoo parlor, which makes this building appear in the real world from time to time, so there are always unlucky people breaking in. When Old Zheng was still there, With him stopping, now...you can only depend on fate."

Lao Zheng...

It should be the administrator Zheng Xuewen.

Lin Fan rubbed his chin, he was still a little skeptical about what the boy said, not because he was suspicious, but because he didn't dare to believe it easily.

"Those people who left the tattoo parlor, did you sew up the ghost tattoos on their bodies?"

"Yes."

"Why are you helping them?"

"Why don't I help them?" The boy blinked innocently, and asked back, "Since they are willing to help the tattoo parlor reduce the extra burden of ghosts, then I will definitely not refuse."

As he said just now.

This supernatural building left over from the period of the Republic of China has imprisoned too many ghosts for so many years, and it has long exceeded its original limit.

This is one of the reasons why tattoo parlors are out of control.

As a tattoo artist who is closely connected with the tattoo parlor, the boy wished that there would be as few ghosts in the parlor as possible, so that he could recover.

As for those ghost masters who have controlled the tattoos of ghosts, will they use their supernatural powers to do some bad things? Sorry, he is only a five-year-old child. If you have any questions about the follow-up, please contact the first tattoo artist.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

The boy looked at Lin Fan with anticipation in his eyes, and his slender feet were swinging back and forth regularly on the iron bed.He has not talked to anyone for too long, so he cherishes every minute and every second at this moment,
It can be seen that Lin Fan is different from others, he came to the tattoo parlor with obvious purpose, and it is not easy to survive the black cat.

How can I feel the kindness on this little kid's face? Is it my illusion... Lin Fan's face is weird, as if he is inexplicably lowered by a generation.

After pondering for a moment, he said expressionlessly:

"Since you have the memory of the first tattoo artist, do you know how to imprison the black cat's body? Once this kind of monster escapes from the tattoo parlor, no one will be able to restrain it."

"I'm going to disappoint you," the boy pouted, "I don't know how the old man imprisoned the black cat, but I know that this black cat came to the tattoo parlor on its own initiative."

Actively came...

Lin Fan pondered this vocabulary carefully.

"Do you know the interlayer of the underworld?"

The boy explained with great interest: "Most out-of-control spiritual buildings will fall into the interlayer of the underworld. It is said that there exists another world, a world belonging to the dead, and the black cat ran out of it."

"The world of the dead... When was this interlayer of the underworld formed?" Lin Fan asked.

"I don't know, anyway, it has been around since the Republic of China. Some things with a strong spiritual atmosphere can lead to the mezzanine of the underworld. This is the case for spiritual buildings, and the same is true for spiritual lands."

The boy sat up, his eyes sparkling.

In this way, the supernatural bus must be considered a qualified thing. Besides these, there are also the supernatural taxi and the golden gate in the original book... Lin Fan immediately thought of many things.

Moreover, the concept of "underworld interlayer" has solved many unknown answers in an instant.

For example, some supernatural events whose source cannot be found at all may be caused by ghosts who escaped from the interlayer of the underworld.

For example, why there are so many ghosts behind the golden gate, because it connects the world of the dead.

Yes, it all makes sense!

The reason why supernatural buildings such as tattoo parlors and ghost post offices cannot be found by normal methods is precisely because they usually exist in the world between the underworld, a world that ordinary people cannot touch.

There is also a piece of information involved here-

Whether or not the spirit land is out of control is directly related to falling into the interlayer of the underworld!

The Fushou Garden in Dahai City is also a supernatural place, and it has not disappeared. Although it is suspected of being suppressed by coffin nails, its own situation is not bad, and there has been no obvious loss of control.

"In this way, the horror level of the ghost bus has increased again. A bus that can travel between two worlds at will, its secrets are no less than its own function." Lin Fan sighed secretly.

I have said so much for myself.

The boy also became somewhat curious about Lin Fan.

"So, what is your purpose here?"

"I am the person in charge of the city, and the tattoo parlor appeared in the city I am in charge of, causing some hidden dangers," Lin Fan told the lie without changing his face, "My purpose is to solve these hidden dangers."

"Oh, so you are an official." The boy's words are very strange, like people from the previous era.

As if recalling the past, his eyes showed memories that did not match his age, and he said in a puzzled way:

"I always feel strange that I have seen you somewhere, but since I was born, I have never left the tattoo parlor, how could I have seen you..."

(End of this chapter)