Tattoo No. 35 (Below)

  Tianran Er's foolishness is not due to her low IQ. On the contrary, she has an extremely high IQ that surpasses most people in this world. Her foolishness stems from the little things in life that she does without thinking, those impulsive actions that are done without much thought or consideration for consequences, which often appear very silly.

  It was as if she had just slammed the door shut with great force, her mind filled with the embarrassment of being discovered by a friend of the opposite sex to have sanitary napkins, without realizing that this friend of the opposite sex was still standing beside the car door, and with a slight carelessness, it could easily cause physical harm to others.

  Wang Jian instinctively shrunk back at the moment the door closed, but relying on intuition and instinct alone, he only managed to avoid physical harm, not the damage to his clothes caused by the car door.

  A brand new white shirt was caught in the door, and the entire back of the fabric was instantly torn off, revealing a full back tattoo on his back.

  Tianran Er let out a startled cry because she subconsciously saw the tattoo on Wang Jian's back, and after that, her face revealed a frightened expression as she retreated two steps backward.

  Wang Jian's face was iron-green as he pulled out the torn clothes from the car door gap, and walked away with his head down without saying a word. Only Tian Ran Er stood there, staring blankly at Wang Jian's back and... that magnificent tattoo on his back, until Wang Jian disappeared from his line of sight.

  "Big Wei..." Tian Ran dialed Big Wei's phone immediately after Wang Jian left: "Wang Jian has a tattoo on his body."

  "I have it on me too, what's this supposed to be."

  "No...no..." Tian Ran Er looked in the direction where Wang Jian disappeared: "He has a whole back, just like a piece of clothing."

  Dawei suddenly came to his senses and excitedly asked:

  "What's wrong?"

  A cat...

  "Is it a tiger? Dear..." Dawei said and fell silent: "You go home obediently, I'll go find Wang Jian."

  After hanging up the phone, Tianran walked home in a daze. Meanwhile, Dawei, who was playing poker at an upscale club, threw down his cards: "You guys play slowly, don't forget to keep track of my score."

  "Hey, Xiao Da Shao, you're leaving just like that?" A man dressed as a rich young master stood up and teased Da Wei: "Are you going to play the prince turns into a frog or something?"

  "Get out, I don't have the same interest as your grandson." Dawei put on his coat: "Let's go, remember not to tell my dad and sister about my business when you get back. Today is a private gathering."

  "You're done for, just look at your sister's behavior, I've had enough of this life, talking to her will shorten one's lifespan."

  Dawei snapped his fingers: "Let's go."

  After going outside, Dawei drove his own broken car, rushing all the way to Wang Jian's residential area, and then desperately knocked on the door of his garage.

  "The one living in the garage has come out to receive guests. Master has arrived to discuss art."

  He knocked for a full five minutes but didn't see Wang Jian come out, and when he called him, the ringtone came from inside the house. Just as Dawei was about to give up, he turned his head and saw Wang Jian slowly walking out of the public toilet with a scarf wrapped around his neck and wearing an old undershirt, his hair dripping wet, clearly having just taken a shower.

  "Where did he die?"

  "Taking a bath." Wang Jian looked at Dawei and slowly opened the door: "What are you looking for me so late? Are you sick?"

  "Take off your clothes!"

  "I'll beat you up."

  "I just heard from the mascot that you have a tattoo?"

  Dawei followed Wang Jian into the house with a sly look on his face, then closed the door with a lewd smile and rubbed his hands together: "Come on, let me take a look."

  "Let others know, I will be fired."

  "Mascot is so silly, won't talk nonsense. Hurry up and take a look, I'm telling you, tattoos have their own rules, I used to learn for a while, but couldn't grasp the essence, at that time I saw an old man, the things he tattooed were like they came alive, no matter how I tattooed, it was always short of breath."

  Wang Jian also didn't pretend, took off his shirt and turned around to face Da Wei.

  But when Dawei really saw Wang Jian's tattoo, he was completely stunned.

  The poor-quality tattoos of ordinary people will gradually become blurred with time, and even the most powerful patterns will become very cartoonish. However, Wang Jian's tattoo looks like it has been there for many years, but it hasn't become blurry due to time; instead, it becomes more vivid and dynamic as his body grows.

  Vivid? If this word is used to describe it, then it's simply blasphemy against Wang Jian's tattoo. The pattern on his back is a rarely seen majestic tiger roaring at the moon, with fur that can be described as "meticulously depicted", especially the crimson eyes, which seem like those of a true king of the mountains from a documentary at first glance.

  "Brilliant!" Dawei stared for a long time before suddenly exclaiming, "The final stroke! How is it possible for someone to carry such an old tiger?"

  Wang Jian shrugged and tried to put his clothes back on, but was caught by Dawei: "Wait for me to take a photo!"

  After taking continuous shots from several angles, Dawei walked to the front and pointed at Wang Jian who was dressing: "Don't sleep, I'll go find my master."

  Wang Jian snorted and lay down on the bed: "Who cares about you."

  However, Dawei didn't care about Wang Jian's opinion and rushed out of the door in a whirlwind manner. Then, he stormed towards the home of his tattoo master, not caring whether the old man was asleep or not, and pressed the doorbell fiercely.

  "Who is it?" The tattooed old man wearing pajamas opened the door: "Dawei? How did you come here?"

  "Master, I've seen some top-notch tattoos."

  As he spoke, Dawei eagerly took out his phone and showed the tattoo artist Wang Jian's tiger, which was famous all over the country. The master's face changed as soon as he saw it.

  "This is not a tattoo."

  "What's this?" Dawei looked puzzled: "Stickers?"

  "Not right, not right." Dawei's master held his mobile phone and sat on the sofa: "This is too small, let's take a look at it on the computer."

  After the two enlarged the picture, the old man carefully examined it and sighed with emotion: "This craftsmanship, I didn't expect to see it again. I thought I wouldn't see it in this lifetime."

  Seeing him say this, Dawei immediately became spirited: "Master, quickly tell us."

  "This mark, looks like a tattoo. But it's actually different from tattoos." The old man turned around and took down a book from the shelf: "It's written here that some people are born with dragon or tiger marks, most of the dragon marks are on the Purple Star in the middle of the sky, these people have imperial orders, even if they're not, they'll be rich and noble. But there are also evil dragons, which are rare and not worth mentioning. However, the tiger marks are more complicated."

  The old man looked carefully at the tattoo on Wang Jian's back: "In ancient times, there was a saying that one dragon and two tigers were born to change the dynasty. The tiger here refers to the tiger cub, which is mainly a killing star and also a heavenly solitary star. However, fate is a matter of luck, and although tiger cubs are common, they usually don't survive past twenty because tiger cubs are weak and sickly from childhood, fragile and feeble, and it's already lucky if one in ten thousand survives, but there are also ways to break this curse."

  "Decipher? Are you talking about tattoos?"

  The master nodded: "This tattoo is actually called a fate-changing tattoo. Although the concept of fate is very vague, I think it really exists. The owner of this tattoo can hold such a live tiger and has dotted its eyes. If I'm not mistaken, this is the real Tiger Blood Point's eye. So no need to think about it, he's a tiger cub... Oh... no, after twenty years old, he's a fierce tiger."

  Dawei smiled thoughtfully and muttered to himself: "It's quite fierce."

  "Ordinary people with this pattern will definitely be eaten away and eventually die a tragic death. However, the tiger cub pattern not only protects him from harm but also forms a double-tiger birth chart that wards off evil spirits. If you know him, observe carefully and you'll find his luck has always been good, and he's a straightforward person."

  The old man finished speaking and let out a long sigh:

  "It's a pity, if not for this companion tiger, he could have lived another twenty years, and that would be another Bai Qi or Xiang Yu. But with this one, he didn't have the heart to kill anymore. He endured the tiger on his back, and the tiger on his back also endured his killing aura. This kind of thing is also mutually complementary, without being perfect."

  Dawei nodded: "He has a pretty bad temper."

  "That's natural, after all, a tiger is a tiger, being fierce is normal. But have you ever seen him truly get angry?" The old man narrowed his eyes: "I heard from my master that people who have tattoos of this kind of tiger are mostly cold on the outside and warm on the inside, very easy to get along with. However..."

  "But what is it? Stop teasing."

  Once he's pushed to the end of his rope, this fake tiger won't be able to hold on and will close his eyes.

  "What does it mean?"

  "I've only heard about it, and I haven't seen a tiger cub in this life... but if the old tiger behind him closes his eyes, he'll be a real evil star returning to its place." The old man stroked his chin: "That's all I know."

  Dawei lit a cigarette, quietly gazing at Wang Jian's tattoo, then took a deep breath: "This is superstition."

  "Do you believe it?"

  "I think... it's better not to believe in fortune-telling and stuff."

  "Don't believe me? Screw off, I'm going to sleep."

  Dawei nodded repeatedly, accompanied by a smile, and slowly walked towards the door. But when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute... I still have a question, what kind of tattoo technology is this that I've never heard of? Where can I find it now?"

  "Go ask who gave him this tattoo, look at the color, it's been at least twenty years."

  Dawei hastily left. The whole evening was spent wandering around like a top, from receiving Tian'er's phone call at 8:30 to returning to Wang Jian again, three hours had passed.

  "King Jian opens the door."

  Wang Jian, who was called to the door again, opened it with great impatience, frowning at Dawei: "What do you want to do?"

  "Go in and say go in and say."

  After entering the house, Dawei rubbed his hands again: "Who gave you that tattoo?"

  "My dad."

  "Where is the old man?"

  Wang Jian silently pulled out a nameplate from his bedside mail bag and placed it in front of Dawei: "This."

  Dawei wiped his face: "Sorry, how old are you?"

  "I was around 4 or 5 years old, anyway I was a sickly child back then and almost died several times. He tattooed this on me." Wang Jian looked at Dawei in confusion: "What's the point of asking about this?"

  Dawei cleared his throat and stared into Wang Jian's eyes: "Ah Jian, look at my eyes, how sincere they are."

  "If you want to sexually harass me, I'll break your neck."

  "I'm not gay!" Dawei reiterated once more: "Tell me, is your family some kind of aristocratic household?"

  "Do you think so?"

  Dawei looked up at the low garage and the makeshift facilities in the room, and silently sighed: "Okay, you're not."

  "That's it."

  "I just think your tattoo is very..."

  "It's already been lost." Wang Jian spread his hands: "This is called Tiger Roar Mountain Forest Pattern, it's a fate-changing pattern, I didn't learn it. The reason for the tattoo is because I'm the main star of the Killing Broken Wolf, if I don't get the tattoo, I won't live past twenty. And if I don't get the tattoo, I should be shot dead, my murderous heart is too heavy."

  Dawei was stunned at the time: "You know?"

  "Can't you just get to the point?"

  "Why didn't you say so earlier? I've driven around our whole city!"

  "You said you're sick yourself, but you came rushing in and left in a hurry. Besides showing me your tattoo, did you ask me anything else?"

  Dawei's face twitched and he gritted his teeth, asking: "Then why did you give our mascot a dirty look?"

  "She ruined two of my clothes in three days, can I be happy? You don't know how poor I am."

  "You won..."