Chapter 8 Protecting Master (2/2)

Mimi looked over and stopped crying. She pointed at the shadow in the window and said, “That…that…that is the red lotus Yaksha, isn’t it?”

I said, “Yes. There were a ‘woman’s eyes’ in the window just now, so the appearance of the red lotus Yaksha of the Yin and Yang Tattoo must have kicked out Xiao Bai.”

It was my first time drawing this Yin and Yang Tattoo independently, so I felt very happy when it really took effect. I wanted to tell Mimi more about the red lotus Yaksha.

I said, “According to the legend, Yaksha was also a kind of devil, and transformed from the toenail of Pan Gu when he created the world. This devil liked eating ghosts, and before that, he would always shout “chi”, which was the first sound heard after Pan Gu woke up from the chaos. The red lotus Yaksha just used this sound to show his dignity.”

Mimi paid no attention to my words, she just kept on watching the blurred shadow. Then she asked me: “Brother, I didn’t have that tattoo, so could it help me?”

She was afraid of doing a taboo, so she lowered her voice when saying “it”.

I just told her that the ghost got its master, and it would come to help her whenever she got into any trouble. “So now that you see how amazing it is, do you want to have that tattoo inked?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mimi replied. She had great trust in my Yin and Yang Tattoo now.

Now this was the deal.

I told her to sit down and said: “Now let me start.”

“Just do it. I found that it really works.” Mimi lay on the tattoo couch, bared to the waist.

I nodded, then used a wide Wu Sato cover the mirror, saying: “Hopefully, the Wu Sa won’t wander and the spirit will have its master.”

Mimi asked me what I meant.

I told her, “It is a kind of taboo related to Yin and Yang Tattoos. If the Wu Sa floats up and the mirror is exposed, it means that the ghost was wandering on your body and found that it was not suitable for it, so we have to stop the tattoo.”

“Oh, so it’s like that”.

“It’s okay, just be serious. Don’t make any noise and everything will be okay. Anyway, Yaksha is a kind of devil, and there aren’t so many taboos associated with it,” I just comforted her.

Mimi nodded, and said to me, “Just do it.”

I held her breast in one hand and the traditional silver tattooing needle in the other, then I dipped the needle in the dye and began to sketch the tattoo.