Psychic Tattoo

Chapter 51 Extra Duration
I asked Liao Min: “What did you do?”

She said: “Sold houses. I am good at selling houses, I wouldn’t do other things. Unfortunately, my nightmare is from selling houses.”

Selling houses also had bad luck.

I asked her, “Did you have a nightmare after selling a certain house?”

At this time, she grabbed a glass, and began to shake: “Half a year ago, a rich man thought my figure and appearance were suitable to sell his house. The commission for his house was very high; I could get twenty percent of the sale of the house. The house was also very expensive, but I had to have sex with the buyer.”

"Sell a house with sex? Others go whoring for money, you went whoring for a house purchasing contract," Feng Chunsheng could not help saying.

I glanced at him and told him to stop talking nonsense.

Some things, I knew in my heart, were meaningless to say.

Sure enough, her mood became very low. She whispered: “Yes, and just as in prostitution, we sacrifice beauty every day to those fat guys. Making money is really disgusting.”

"Don't talk about it. Tell me what happened to you." I asked her.

She nodded, “What happened, actually my work nature decided it.In the process of selling the house, I just knew, our boss...”

She was about to tell the truth, but suddenly, her cell phone rang.

She hit the answering button. After listened to the phone, she hung up, stood up, and apologized to me: “Sorry, Brother Yu. I know you are willing to help me, but unfortunately…I am sorry. This is the end of the matter.”

I stood up quickly and asked her: “What do you mean?”

"I don't want to say. I'm dead anyway." Liao Min began to shed tears, then, she turned to leave.

I shouted after her: “Liao Min, don't forget how Xiao Hong died.”

After a large swing, she said, "I know about her death, but someone used more terrible things than death to threaten me. I cannot continue."

After this, she left in a hurry.

I looked at Feng Chunsheng.

He shook his head and said, "There is no way to help her."

"That’s life," I said.

I had thought that she had gone away, and the grudge between her and the weasel would pass away in time, but she came to me two days later, and that’s a story for a later chapter.

After she walked away, Feng Chunsheng took me to Changning Street to shop.

Changning Street was our famous Bai street.

What’s aBai street? Everything sold on this street was used for ‘Bai Xi’ -funerals.

On this street stores sold "paper people", funerary gold ingots, and so on.

Feng Chunsheng went into a pawn shop on this street and picked up a compass.

The surface of the compass was a layer of mahogany, while the middle contained a transparent Tianchi.

My master once said Chinese geomancy involved such compasses. Maybe Feng Chunsheng was a geomancer?

He let me pay for it while he went out to pick up something else.

I asked the shopkeeper how much the compass was.

The shopkeeper looked up at us and made a direct offer, eight thousand Yuan.

"So expensive?" I asked.

The shopkeeper immediately sneered and said, "Is this expensive? The man next to you, when he gave me this thing, I gave him six thousand Yuan. I'll take two thousand Yuan for two years.”

I looked to Feng Chunsheng: “This thing is yours?”

"There was a shortage of money at the time." He smiled, pointed to the compass and said that it was an ancestral heirloom of his, and now he could redeem it and thank me.

I gaped at him: “Damn it, taking my money for your own matters? I'll pay for you now, and then deduct it from your salary.”

"Alas! You can't do that. If not for Ruan Qinse, I would not have redeemed this compass." He said: “In the evening when we go to her home, this compass will serve us well.”

He said that buying the compass was for the needs of our business.

I stared at him, "We’ll split the cost."

"Deal." He was beaming with joy.

I felt cheated by him.

Outside the shop, he took me to buy a black cat.

I asked him why we bought the cat.

He said: “White cats attract ghost, black cats protect the house. This black cat has a spiritual connection. It can discover some evil things; we need it for work.”

Is said: “Is it necessary to be so serious about Ruan Qinse’s ghost fetus?”

"Sure." He said, "When practicing the ghost business, one must be cautious. Caution includes preparation, do you understand?

I felt his words seemed reasonable. I said to him, "Brother Chun, listen to your words. In the ghost business, you are not a nobody."

"Of course..." He paused without finishing the sentence, and then he said: “Don't ask me about my past. I am sincere about doing great things with you.”

"I certainly do not doubt your sincerity. I just want to ask about your nickname ghost business." I asked him.

He shook his head and said, "If I told you about it, it would be an insult to my ancestors, so do not mention it. Go, drink a few cups, then have a look at Ruan Qinse."

I saw he didn't want to talk about it, so I did not force him. These days, who didn’t have pressure? Why be aggressive?

I took him to a small restaurant under our tattoo shop to drink.

We drank until eight o'clock in the evening. I looked at the watch and told him we should get to work, quickly resolve Ruan Qinse’s case, and go home early to sleep.

He waved his hands and said it was too early. We had to wait until eleven o'clock and go to her home around twelve o'clock.

I asked him: “Is there a reason?”

"Of course." He took his fingers and said to me, "This ghost business is inseparable from Yin and Yang.”

It was right, my Yin and Yang Tattoos were also inseparable from Yin and Yang.

He said, "In a day, midnight to five o'clock in the morning was Yin, five to the early evening was Yang. The ghost wouldn’t not dare to come out during the Yang period, but during the Yin period, it would be very active, so we had to do the work after twelve o'clock. It would be easier to succeed."

“So many reasons?”

"Slowly follow me to learn it. Some silly boys do not understand this, rashly come into the ghost business, and usually end up dead." He said with an arrogant look.

I thought this person certainly had some ability, but why did he come to me? I was a green horn in the ghost business.

I sat down again, and continued to drink with him.

After a few drinks, Li Xiangbo gave me a call.

"Shui, where are you?"

He sounded aggressive, it seemed like he wanted to fight with me. Did the tattoo of ‘apillar to prop up the sky’ not work?

"I'm at the diner under the tattoo shop, where I often eat."

"Wait for me. I’ll call someone to kill you," he excitedly roared.

What?

Did he not rejuvenate, and lost his face in front of a girl? If that was it, I was afraid I would be helpless that night.

But he had made an appointment with me, so I could not go. If he really came to kill me, I would be beyond help.

WhileI pondered, he had already driven over in his car.

When he got out of the car, he took more than ten people into the diner.

Li Xiangbo, you have been my friend all these years; you couldn't bring so many people to beat me, even if my tattoo embarrassed you.

I hurriedly got up and said to Feng Chunsheng, "Brother Chun, if Li Xiangbo comes looking for me later, tell him I’m not here. I have to slip through the back door."

"Look who’s behind you." Feng Chunsheng quietly ate and drank, let me see the back.

I looked back nervously, and Li Xiangbo was there.

"Hey, Brother Bo, what happened? Why’d you bring so many people?" I asked him.

He stared at me mercilessly: “Looking for you!”

"No." I hurriedly handed him a cigarette and said, "Brother, do not blame me for this matter. I also wanted to treat your problems. This method may not be useful for the first few days, but after a long time, it must be helpful. Do not rush to blame me after just one failure."

"Blame you?" He hugged me, extremely happy, and cried, "Why blame you? I’m here to thank you."

"Thank me?" I'm a little confused.

Is there anyone so thankful? Bringing more than ten people to beat me?

He loosened me up and excitedly said: “For half a month I’ve not been a man, but now I am a hero. In the afternoon I went out to try it out, I brought a few girls and went home to try the effect. Damn!”

"What's up?" I shrank my neck.

He vigorously patted me on the shoulder and said, "My dick was hard all afternoon. I am rejuvenated; don't you think that’s good?"

"Yes, but..." I looked at him, "Why did you bring so many people to scare me?"

He said, "They are not my brothers, they are my sick friends."

He said to me, "These men behind me are impotent. They are also like me, they tried a variety of methods but were not cured. One hour ago, I boasted of my results in the patient QQ group. This spurred a frenzy of excitement, and they all urged me to come to you, saying that they would spend thirty thousand Yuan to cure their impotence.”

Then he said complacently, "How about that? This is a big job."

This was not a big job. I could cure Li Xiangbo, but I couldn't cure the men behind him.

I pulled him to the door and said: “To tell the truth, this method was useful to you, but for others it’s useless.”

"Why?" He handed me a cigarette.