Listening to the old man came out like this, I knew that no matter what, there was finally a little hope.

"That is, between five and seven o'clock in the afternoon, if Wang Mo has an adventure, his life may change, it is also difficult to save the fate, or he has to rely on himself."When the old saying was finished, he turned around and copied the brush and painted a good cinnabar for me, and this spell seemed to be different when we used it in peace: "Girl, this spell you hold, and then take it out when you have to use it."

“In what circumstances is it necessary.”I thought this spell was meant to help King Mo.

The old Daoist took a breath and said, "When Wang Mo dies, you take it out and paste him on the forehead, so that his soul will not wander, and when the time comes, I will give him a super ferry."

On the way down the mountain, thinking about the helplessness of the old Dao chief when he said this sentence, I only felt uncomfortable in my heart, but with a little way, I think he and Zhao Qin would not stand by and look at the time, there were three hours from five o'clock.

Drunk like Wang Mo, in general, there is no one who can't get drunk overnight.

When I got back to the studio, I slept for two more hours, and then began to toss him, with all kinds of cold water towels covering his face.

“Tomorrow, you’ll make him sick.”Big brother thinks I'm crazy, why don't you let Wang Mo sleep well?

"Brother, listen to me, wake him up, or you'll have to do something big."I looked back at the big brother's face and added: "You think about why the chief didn't come down to dinner with us at noon today?"Hurry up and wake up the king.”Because Wang Moge's matter can't let too many people know, otherwise I'm afraid of affecting him, so I can't talk to Big Brother.

“Oh, well.”Big brother paused for a moment, whether he wanted to figure it out or not, anyway, he and I began to toss Wang Mo.

We washed his face, washed his feet, he still didn't wake up, just murmured a few words: "Don't bother."

"It seems that you have to think of a way to stimulate him."Big Brother frowned.

“Yes.”I suddenly thought of Wang Mo's soft ribs, and hurriedly bowed down to his ear and said, "Wang Mo, your money is gone."

“What?”Wang Mo was very frightened, and sat up in a confused look, so that he was really funny.

When I saw that it was over, my older brother and I helped Wang Mo up, and since his adventure was on the street, he naturally had to take him to the street.

“Tomorrow, Big Brother, what are you doing?”Wang Mo's feet were soft, and it was really difficult for a drunk person to be awakened by half-way, and he was very difficult to support his body.

“Wang Mo, let’s take you out for a walk and blow the wind to wake you up, okay?”Big Brother hugged him.

"I can't stand it, I don't go, I'll go back to sleep."Wang Mo was angry with his big brother, fortunately, he was now so drunk that his soft feet were soft, so he could not break free from me.

So pull pull, it is difficult to go to the main street, I am really tired of two feet trembling, Wang Mo he is lean and taller than me, the real weight of the man is always stuck in this lean body.

I looked at it for an hour, but nothing strange happened.

"Tomorrow, no, no, no, no. We're both tired, what's going on, can you tell me?"The big brother rubbed the sweat beads on his forehead with the sleeve of his robe, and his cheeks were red.

“Take a break in the front chair.”I propose.

We put Wang Mo in the sitting-chair, and after this toss he was sober, but as soon as we sat down and fell on the big brother, I looked unbearable enough to see him, and even his tongue was stretched out: "You two crazy people, get me back, I feel bad."

Big brother's face is embarrassed, I said big brother, don't ignore him.Looking at this pedestrian street people are very lively, we do the rest chair side of the stalls, others are buying headwear socks and the like, but there is a person, set a tattoo stall.

It is not surprising that there are not a few people in all walks of life, but his stall is a little too simple, a hundred pieces of paper, with a pen and a bottle of black ink, so that others can get tattoos?Next to it was a small sign that said the word ‘tattoo’.

The stall owner is a middle-age man in his forties, with long hair in the art style, with a thin face, eyes like two black beans, and has been staring at the feet of the past crowd.Only at this moment, I did not associate this tattoo artist with Wang Mo, because some of us could not have tattooed in the past, and this tattoo artist does not look like the kind of person who is good at dealing with others first.

But just when I was worried about the big brother, a question suddenly sounded behind me: “How many, no tattoos?”

If asked not to buy, do not want fruit, do not, it is normal, there are many vendors in the street, but take the initiative to ask for tattoos, this is the first time I have heard.

My brother and I looked at him at the same time, dumb for a moment.

“I’m asking, ‘Do you guys want a tattoo?’The tattoo artist pointed to Wang Mo and asked.

This is not an adventure, I pondered, looked at the time on the phone, only half an hour from seven o'clock.

“Hold on.”I can’t do that, I can only risk gambling once.

“Tomorrow?”The big brother's eyes were straight: "Tattoo thing, when Wang Mo wakes up and let him take charge!"

“It’s too late.”I turned to look at the tattoo artist, he was very strange, the whole process of arguing with my big brother, he has begun to prepare the things in his hand, tattoo needles, ink, he is very indifferent, as if no matter what, the result is that Wang Mo will be tattooed by him.

“Then let’s begin!”After the preparation was done, the tattoo artist looked up and showed a few white teeth and smiled.

“Okay, let’s start!”

Strangely, I wanted to ask him what he wanted to give Wang ink, and he wanted to ask in his heart, but he couldn't ask on his mouth, as if something in my body prevented me from talking, and the big brother had already opened his mouth in surprise, squirming his lips, and couldn't say anything.

We can only watch the tattoo artist pull over Wang Mo’s hand, as if he no longer tattooed there, and began to work on the back of his hand.

Tattoo tattoo on the back of the hand, it is not good to see, I want to stop him, but the horrified discovery has not even a word can not say, only feel palpitations, hands tightly hold Wang Mo, has reached this step, I have become a waiting to be slaughtered cake sheep feeling.

"Mong" a needle tip touched the skin sound, the air is still fluttering with a faint skin charred, Wang Mo do not know whether it is really drunk at all, or also the tattoo artist's way, in short, he did not even hum.

I watched Wang Mo's hand gradually come out of a cloud of black, slowly the black formed under the tattoo artist's clever hand, and finally, the full shape of the exposed was a murderous black dog.

I don't know if I had eyes on the eye, I seem to see the black dog's brown eyes blinking.

“Okay, pay it!”The tattoo artist picks up his tools.