A Summer Afternoon

Qin Yiguan lay on a recliner.

Looking at the woman in front of him, he saw that she had changed back into that tight white tank top, making her figure even more alluring.

But Qin Yiguan noticed a detail.

Just now, when Linglong was stitching up her wound, Qin Yiguan had a clear view of her beautiful back, her fair and delicate skin so smooth it seemed like it could be broken with a touch.

But at this moment...

Her shoulders were bare beneath her tank top, revealing old-fashioned black tattoos that, like eerie flowers, showed much of their edges.

Some black leaves gently wrapped around Linglong's newly stitched wound.

Qin Yiguan frowned slightly.

There were absolutely no such tattoos just now.

But now, it seems as if her entire back is covered in this pattern.

The pristine white clothes and fair skin contrasted sharply with the glimpse of black patterns.

This adds another layer of intangible mystery to Linglong.

Qin Yiguan stared at Jiaolong's face, somewhat captivated.

now.

Jingye Meinan was dragged outside by Chen Mudou.

"You scumbag, I think in this situation, it's better to let Boss Qin and the other guy be alone."

"No! I won't! I want to keep an eye on that little pervert and see what happens!"

"You scumbag! I heard NST Wulong Baiyan really is away on a business trip this time."

"What?! Is that really true?!"

"I never lie, otherwise the Mingshu would be angry if it knew."

"Comrade Chen Mudou, I don't quite understand. What kind of disgusting implication is hidden in this information you're telling me? Never mind, my mom just called and said my dog gave birth prematurely, it's an emergency! I'll be right there!"

Then, Jingye Meinan, wearing the liquid spray, turned and ran away, disappearing instantly.

Chen Mudou covered her mouth and chuckled. Suddenly, she saw a Single Horn with pure white wings flying in from the horizon, while Jiang Mingshu rode on the Single Horn and waved to her.

Jiang Mingshu landed on the ground like a prince, and with a wave of his strong arm, he helped Chen Mudou onto the back of the Single Horn.

Chen Mudou exclaimed with delight, "Mingshu, your magic tricks are getting more and more amazing! I can't even tell the difference between reality and illusion anymore!"

The Single Horn flapped its wings and slowly rose into the air.

"Mingshu, where are we going?!"

"Oh, I see. I'm a fugitive now, so I have to hide myself!"

"I'll come back when Boss Qin calls me!"

A group of people in the distance stared in disbelief.

In his eyes, the little girl in the cotton dress was unremarkable one second, then she rose into the air the next, followed by a series of sonic booms, and Concealment into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Inside the tattoo shop.

At this moment, the curtains are drawn, and on a warm summer afternoon, the sun shines brightly, and a gentle breeze makes the copper bells ring crisply.

Only two people remained in the shop.

And a human head, lying upright on the table, its eyes wide open in death.

For no apparent reason.

Qin Yiguan felt the scene was particularly warm and calming, and even wanted to take a nap.

Jiaolong opened the panel for the Consciousness Tattoo, her expression slightly hardening. "When did you finish your Lucifer?"

She then looked at Qin Yiguan's face, "Lucifer's face has become more handsome, somewhat resembling yours."

Huh?

Is she saying I'm pretty?

Is she... trying to convey that kind of meaning to me right now?

The young man surnamed Qin was lost in thought and forgot to answer the question.

"Too."

Jiaolong suddenly remarked to herself, "Lucifer's face is a collection of countless dead souls; it's very ugly. Anyone would be more handsome than it."

Um?

What did she mean by that?

Are you saying I'm just like everyone else?

Impossible. I have 101 kinds of twisted murder methods hidden in my mind. If she knew that, she would probably be overjoyed to have met someone as unique as me.

Qin Yiguan's eyes flickered slightly.

Jiaolong continued, "Even incomplete 'Consciousness Tattoo ' can be repaired by individuals with strong intellect; you're probably one of those cases."

"So."

"Now that Lucifer is done, what would you like to get tattooed next?"

Qin Yiguan looked into Jiaolong's bright eyes and tried his best to calm himself down. He had important business to attend to today.

After a pause, Qin Yiguan said, "Next, Leviathan."

"Can."

Jiaolong's voice remained calm. Without hesitation, she held the pen in both hands and began to sketch the outline.

Qin Yiguan watched quietly.

Time ticked by, second by second.

The Leviathan was beginning to take shape; it resembled a giant octopus, but with at least several thousand tentacles. Beneath the tentacles lay a massive black hole, billowing thick black smoke.

As the number of strokes increases.

Leviathan could be seen dwelling in an ocean, its hundreds of tentacles reaching towards the sky, as if tearing the sky apart.

It must be said that Jiaolong's tattooing skills, or rather her painting skills, are simply unparalleled.

moment.

There, Leviathan's body seemed to emanate a terrifying aura; even looking directly at it, one could feel a genuine sense of oppression.

And the sky above it has been torn open by it, leaving a huge gash.

Light shone down from the mouth, illuminating Leviathan's dark red body.

Leviathan's body was covered with a ring of eyes, each one incredibly scarlet, with an eerie gaze fixed on the rift, as if waiting for its chance to strike.

"Leviathan, one of the seven demons under Satan, represents wrath. Its true form is a sea monster, a million meters long. It has always been watching the human world, wanting to treat all humans as playthings in its hands, thereby venting its anger."

Jiaolong filled in the last stroke.

then.

She began writing that complex '0101' code.

Once all the code was complete, all the patterns transformed into blue light, traveling along the lines and entering Qin Yiguan's mind.

Qin Yiguan seemed to have fallen into another dimension.

Leviathan didn't stand right in front of him like the Silver-Winged Yaksha.

Qin Yiguan seemed to float in the air, and before him stretched an endless sea. The sky was dark and gloomy, devoid of sun and moon.

The sea was turbulent and dark, the water as black as ink.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of the crashing waves was deafening, and Qin Yiguan felt an overwhelming sense of fear.

After waiting for a very long time, Leviathan still did not appear.

However, a clear feeling arose in Qin Yiguan's mind—a terrifying demon god, though hidden in the abyss, could not conceal the evil aura it exuded, and it was waiting for an opportunity!

Swish.

Qin Yiguan opened his eyes.

It's still that small tattoo shop; all I can see is the pristine white ceiling.

On the table to the side, Ba Zheng Xuan's hair swayed gently in the breeze.

"Jiaolong, if I told you that every single one of your Consciousness Tattoo would be transformed into a real demon, would you believe me?"

Jiaolong did not answer.

Qin Yiguan stared at the ceiling, then smiled. "I doubt anyone will believe that."

Immediately afterward, Qin Yiguan asked, "What you said last time about parallel universes, and the possibility of cracks or even leaks between them... is that true? What evidence do you have?"

Jiaolong still did not answer.

Qin Yiguan lowered his head slightly.

But then he saw that Jiaolong, seemingly due to her injuries and exhaustion, had fallen asleep on his chest.

Qin Yiguan looked at her face.

Her short, snow-white hair, delicate features, and slightly trembling eyelashes.

Her breathing was even, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Qin Yiguan remained silent, watching and waiting.

Zoom out.

On the table in front of him, Ba Zheng Xuan was still staring wide-eyed, as if gazing into the distance in terror.