Chapter 1071: Chapter 1071: Hidden Truths
This situation almost made Ye Chenfeng suspect that this guy was possessed by a python because all of the actions he performed were mimicking a python.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh…”
Whether it was a psychological effect or just as it seemed, Ye Chenfeng felt an ominous atmosphere enveloping him, with one wave of cold chills after another silently surging in.
Screaming hoarsely, exhibiting bizarre behavior, it was chilling to watch.
If ordinary people saw this terrifying and grotesque scene, they would probably be scared off on the spot.
“Huh!”
Finally, after a few minutes, the Demon Craftsman stopped moving.
“Huff huff…”
What shocked people was that the Demon Craftsman was actually panting heavily, despite having jumped for less than ten minutes, yet he was exhausted as if half-dead.
How could it be possible for him to get tired from jumping randomly for a few minutes given his abilities? The only possibility was that the tattoo on his body was taking effect.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s puzzled gaze, the Demon Craftsman couldn’t help but explain, “Perhaps modern tattoos are just for aesthetics, but the oldest tattoos trace back to Primitive Tribe totems. They always believed their ancestors originated from a certain plant or animal, so they tattooed these totems on their bodies to gain some abilities. In many places, tattoo patterns are used for blessings and other purposes, unlike now where they’re only for looks; I don’t even consider that as a tattoo.”
“Oh?” Ye Chenfeng’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but ask, “According to your statement, the legendary powers of these tattoos truly exist?”
The Demon Craftsman nodded, “That’s right, in my view, genuine tattoos leave imprints of Buddhist scriptures, Buddha Statues, Deities, talismans, and such things on the body. For instance, a tiger left by ancient Tattoo Techniques symbolizes bravery, with eyes like a tiger and an aura as if a tiger is roaring in the forest; an elephant expresses infinite strength, also beneficial for business. Tattoos of Thailand Divine Beasts like Khon Thong or Ra An are advantageous for fortune and fighting.”
“How amazing; I’ve heard there are many merchants and thugs in Southeast Asia with tattoos on their bodies. On one hand, it’s a custom; on the other, it grants them superior abilities,” Ye Chenfeng said. “I even heard that two Thai envoys removed their clothes in front of the French Royal Guard, revealing tattoos all over their bodies and dared them to shoot. After the gunfire, the bullets strangely fell to the ground while the Thai envoys were unharmed.”
Such characters had not been in close contact with Ye Chenfeng, yet he had heard about them, filled with a sense of wonder.
“Exactly so.” The Demon Craftsman nodded, his eyes instantly shining as he looked at Ye Chenfeng.
“Can you do those Tattoo Techniques?” Ye Chenfeng asked out of curiosity.
“Yes indeed, that’s why I boasted about mastering the oldest Tattoo Techniques!” The Demon Craftsman replied with some pride.
“Then hurry and start, don’t forget what you promised me.” Ye Chenfeng urged.
At the Demon Craftsman’s request, Ye Chenfeng also took a bath, finally lying on the bed bare-chested.
“Hehe, I’m about to begin, just slowly fall asleep!” the Demon Craftsman chuckled, his words seemingly infused with an odd magical power.
Asleep? What a joke?
Ye Chenfeng mumbled to himself in secret. Though he came here, he was indeed not at ease. He was on guard at all times, bringing along the stray dog precisely in case something unexpected happened.
“Hiss!”
When Ye Chenfeng saw the Demon Craftsman pick up a forty-centimeter long needle, he took a sharp inhalation of breath; having that thing poke you would definitely be quite thrilling.
Very soon, Ye Chenfeng caught a whiff of incense, very fresh, not at all pungent.
But gradually, Ye Chenfeng started feeling drowsy, eventually falling asleep.
…
Ye Chenfeng groggily opened his eyes and found himself still in the Demon Craftsman’s basement.
“Huff!”
He exhaled a mass of stale air from his chest.
The Demon Craftsman wasn’t there, but Ye Chenfeng spotted the stray dog nearby, appearing as if nothing dangerous had occurred.
Why did he fall asleep? Ye Chenfeng immediately thought of the incense scent he later smelled.
“You’re awake?”
At this moment, the Demon Craftsman walked in from outside, looking exhausted as if he hadn’t slept in days, appearing to have aged ten years in an instant.
“Why do you look like this?” Ye Chenfeng asked with a frown.
The Demon Craftsman rolled his eyes at Ye Chenfeng, “Bro, to give you this tattoo, I haven’t closed my eyes for a full seventy-two hours.”
“Pff!”
After hearing this, Ye Chenfeng was instantly shocked.
Seventy-two hours? Isn’t that three days and nights?
My gosh, tattooing takes three days and three nights?
Ye Chenfeng frowned with disbelief, his forehead full of dark lines.
Right, the tattoo!
Ye Chenfeng suddenly remembered the tattoo, but upon looking over his body, there was no trace of it.
Moreover, Ye Chenfeng checked himself, feeling no changes in his body.
“What’s going on?” Ye Chenfeng asked in confusion.
“Don’t bother looking; it’s on your back,” the Demon Craftsman said with a smile.
Ye Chenfeng was startled, “On my back?”
“Uh-huh.” The Demon Craftsman nodded, a hint of a mischievous smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Ye Chenfeng ignored this, “Can you now tell me what I want to know?”
The Demon Craftsman pouted, “You don’t even appreciate such a great work…”
“Tell me quickly, or I’ll kill you!” Ye Chenfeng threatened.
But the Demon Craftsman remained unfazed, so Ye Chenfeng continued, “Even if you’re not afraid of death, I can destroy the tattoo you left on me. Don’t tell me it won’t wash off; if I want to destroy it, there’s definitely a way.”
Upon hearing this, a trace of panic finally flickered across the Demon Craftsman’s face.
“Don’t, that’s my hard work; you absolutely can’t destroy it. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.” The Demon Craftsman hurried to compromise, not being entirely sure if the tattoo could be removed.
Ye Chenfeng patted him, “Good, now say it; tell me everything you know.”
“The old monk?” the Demon Craftsman asked.
“Exactly.” Ye Chenfeng nodded.
A change came over the Demon Craftsman’s face, “Since you could investigate this far, you must have some understanding. Let’s start from the dark age of the Capital City; you know it’s already been listed as a taboo. Haha, how hypocritical, obviously doing some dirty, unspeakable things, yet they call it a taboo, utterly ridiculous.”
Ye Chenfeng was taken aback, “Huh?”
Knowing the dark age was about interest competition, the various forces fighting for power. How did it become unclean and untold matters in the Demon Craftsman’s words?
It seems there are hidden secrets, containing untold tales.
“Continue,” Ye Chenfeng said.
“In fact, the dark age was all manipulated from behind the scenes, and now the Eight Great Families were entirely orchestrated by them.”