One hundred and ninetieth chapters tattoo strange man
The business card given by the old man Kitano still made Gu He go to Diaobodong Tattoo Parlor on Caoyuan Street the next morning.
He went to Licai early in the morning to ask Miss Caiyin, and she actually said she wanted a tattoo. She originally had arranged it, but when old man Kitano came to visit his grandson early in the morning, he mentioned it to her, and it would be best to go to Diao Baodong.
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"What others do is tattooing, but what Diao Baodong does is tattooing." Miss Caiyin said with reverence, "It's practice."
Her Qingyan is also a masterpiece of Diao Baodong.
When you go to Diao Baodong to make a tattoo, you don't specify the pattern yourself, but after a conversation with the person, Diao Baodong creates it.
At that time, others thought she was a killer, but Diao Baodong knew that she wanted to be a flying swallow.
Since it was inevitable to get a prick, Gu He went to Lao Cai's clinic to ask clearly. There was no problem with tattoo removal, and it could be replaced with a new layer of skin. Tattoos would definitely harm the health of ordinary people's skin, but it didn't matter to extraordinary people.
Especially the doll's body, it was just made, what's wrong with a few stabs?
"Injury?" Lao Cai answered his concern about health care, "Why do you want to do something for so long? Just live out this year first. If you really want to stay healthy, Uncle Cai has a health management package here..."
Of course Gu He didn't buy it. For that money, he might as well drink more wolfberry water.
Finally, this morning, accompanied by Lorna and Sakai Kao, he went to visit Diao Baodong.
Diao Baodong is not a name, but an honorific.
"Diao" means carving, and tattooists who have this word in front of their titles are all tattoo masters.
There are countless tattoo parlors and tattoo shops in various neighborhoods of Kabukicho. There are no less than a hundred large and small ones on Jue Street alone, and there are several around Reicai. Lao Gou’s Barber Shop also provides tattoos and painting.
, can provide one-stop service.
But there is only one tattoo artist in Kabukicho with the word "dragon".
Although Diao Baodong is the chief tattoo artist of Yakuza, he is not a meat cutter. Gu He is worried that it is impossible for the other party to use monomolecular threads to tattoo. Diao Baodong is a side "tattoo master", which is considered
It is a side branch of the medical department.
Moreover, the founder of the tattoo division is none other than Diao Baodong.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this old man is a "tattoo wonder".
Compared with Shouhui Street, Caoyuan Street has more classical wooden buildings, as well as trees and bamboo forests.
At this time, the three of them were standing at the door of the tattoo parlor. Sakai Kao couldn't help but sigh: "The environment is so good." This is a two-story ancient house with a small courtyard. The bamboos in the courtyard are leaning against the wall, rustling as they are blown by the wind.
And ring.
The guest's arrival was known in advance from the phone call, and Mr. Asakawa, a disciple of Takubo Azuma, was guarding the door.
At that moment, Mr. Asakawa took them in and walked through the stone path. They took off their shoes at the porch and put on guest slippers and entered the house. Sakai Kao said "Excuse me" with fear.
This is a legendary figure who has been watched by Yakuza for several generations.
Among the members of the fish pond, Shukichi Sakai has many tattoos of drinking utensils and drinks; Boxer has more tattoos, with both arms covered; Lindsay has some tattoos on her hands, and it is said that there are also tattoos on her back.
Kao Sakai hasn't gotten any tattoos yet. She is an actress, so her body shouldn't have too many tricks, otherwise her acting career will be narrow.
No matter what they have or not, none of them are the handiwork of Diao Baodong. This is the first time for Gu He.
Just walking through the studio of the tattoo parlor, Gu He became more and more creepy. There were some framed tattooed human skins hanging on the wall. Mr. Asakawa introduced: "They are all real human skins, and they are related to some of Diao Baodong's past.
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Mr. Asakawa also calls his master Taobaodong, which is an honorific title.
Lorna was also looking around. In addition to the tattooed human skin, there were also some photos, paintings, bookshelves full of books, and an old samurai sword. There were not many educated people among the elders of Yakuza, so Diaobao Tosana
one.
The tattoo master was not in the studio at this time. They didn't see him until they arrived at the room next to the back courtyard.
With his pale hair tied up and wearing a dark brown robe, he was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat beside the porch. His wrinkled old face was calm. Diao Baodong looked at the bamboos and the small pond in the small courtyard through the fully open sliding door.
spring.
This scene is really out of place in the neon streets. Street dogs and Yakuza are out of tune. Diao Baodong is like a Zen master.
Sakai Kao was specially dressed in a printed kimono; Lorna was still wearing black tight leather pants, with a head full of black hair mixed with wires; and Gu He was wearing a Japanese sportswear, holding a thermos cup full of wolfberry water.
Under the introduction of Mr. Asakawa, they all met this tattoo master.
"Ink writer, please sit down." Diao Baodong's voice was full of vicissitudes, and he asked Gu He to sit down opposite him. He looked at this young man in his early twenties, who sat cross-legged without moving, and asked: "
Why did you ink?"
Sakai Kao stood not far away and watched nervously, while Lorna looked around to look around.
"Uh..." Gu He hesitated, but Miss Caiyin had already told him to tell the truth in this conversation with Diao Baodong, so he replied: "Because I want to see Miss Nagano. I need to
There are tattoos.”
"You have prejudices against tattoos." Diao Baodong said, "This shows that you are an unconventional person."
Sakai Huaqing just mentioned it, but why does Diao Baodong seem to be praising He Sang?
She looked at Lorna, who shrugged, who knows.
"Ink, tattoo, tattoo, just have different names."
The old man's tone was slow, "In this city, anyone can get a tattoo, and everyone likes it. You can change it every day. Having a tattoo is like having some kind of power. You can run wild everywhere and declare your unrecognized self."
Subcultures continue to rise and die quickly.
"That is a stain on tattoos. Even if the surface is gorgeous and bright, if it has no meaning, it is just empty, vulgar and superficial. This is where your prejudice comes from. You are not vulgar, but you are vulgar in another way.
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Gu He listened and thought, "Maybe, there are some."
"What is your wish?" Diao Baodong asked again.
"Uh..." It's really hard to say for Gu He. Go back in time? Go to Luozhou? World peace? He hesitated and said: "Probably, life will be better and safer."
"What were you doing when you were ten years old?" the old man asked again.
"Doing homework..." Gu He replied, "I had the opportunity to read and write at that time, and I had a lot of homework every day."
"Who are they?" Diao Baodong looked at Lorna and Sakai Kao over there, and they all stopped immediately.
"Good friends." Gu He said, this is the kind of relationship they really have.
"I asked you to give yourself a nickname, what would you choose?"
Gu He frowned slightly, he had a lot of nicknames both overt and covert, "I don't know..."
He was asked and asked, and found that he was confused about who he was and what he was.
Is he the teacher Xiaohe who advises people to be like salted fish and lie flat? A master, an angel, a flying bull, a street dog, an ordinary person?
How should he live in such a world...
Diao Baodong did not force the ink painter to give a nickname. After asking some questions, he was silent for a while and then said: "Tattoos do have the power to break the gaze and rules set by others and yourself."
Gu He felt that the other party had become a master and he had become a student. The problem was that he was not a goose and did not understand well...
At this time, Diao Baodong stood up and walked to the studio. He first went to the dressing room to change out of his robe. He changed into a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, revealing two strong arms covered with colorful tattoos.
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Under the instruction of Mr. Asakawa, Gu He took off his shirt, leaving his upper body bare.
He was no longer as thin as when he first arrived at the fish pond. Especially after spending more than a month in the wilderness, he still had strong muscles.
Sakai Kao's eyes were burning when he saw it, and he exclaimed softly, "He Sang is so handsome."
Lorna crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at her reaction.
But everyone has to calm down immediately. Each tattoo of Diao Baodong is a creation, which requires full concentration, from composition, outline, shading, coloring, to the state of Shou Po Li.
Every stitch and every step must be done well, and he never carves anything meaningless.
In this silence, Gu He lay on the tatami floor in the middle of the studio, with his back facing up, and handed over to Diao Baodong. He couldn't help but feel nervous, not knowing what pattern the other person would have tattooed on him.
The old man sat cross-legged next to him, looking at his naked back and composing the picture silently.
Mr. Asakawa is responsible for passing long needles, dye pens and other tools beside him.
For ordinary people, after getting a tattoo, it will take at least a week for the skin to recover; but Gu He has an extraordinary physique, and Diao Baodong will also use extraordinary abilities and biogel materials to complete the tattoo today.
But Diao Baodong said that Gu He would experience no less pain during the recovery process.
Because it’s all included in the tattooing process.
"Young man, remember these pains." Diao Baodong said calmly and began to insert the needle.
Oh my god! Gu He suddenly felt a stinging pain in his back, and his skin and flesh became tight, but he could only lie on the ground and endure it.
One injection, then another. He gritted his teeth and looked at a piece of human skin tattoo on the wall over there.
I don’t know whose skin it is and whose tattoo it is, but here, different tattoos have different meanings and stories.
The pain did not stop for a moment and continued to be applied. Gu He wondered if Diao Baodong had used some extraordinary ability of a tattoo artist. In this concentration, the pain was particularly clear, as if he was being pulled into a trapped room.
In this trapped room, there is only oneself and the complex pain caused by facing oneself.
Gu He's mind gradually wandered. He thought that the side branch of tattoo artist was in the field of surgery, but it seemed that it was actually in the direction of psychiatrist. It seemed that some feelings were penetrated, and some emotions seemed to be awakened...
Suddenly, he remembered a few words Miss Caiyin said in the morning. When she said it, her smile was profound.
"Tattooing is a practice and something to carry.
“Enduring the long suffering and pain gives oneself the consciousness and completes the transformation of oneself.”
