The eagle owl displayed extremely strong aggression, and I had to forcibly control my arm to avoid injuring Liu Sandao.
This is the first time I've seen a eagle owl tattoo like this. Even when it was aggressive before, I only reacted slightly.
"Brother Liu, are you alright?!" After I regained control of my arm, I went over to Liu Sandao to check if he was injured.
Fortunately, Liu Sandao reacted fairly quickly, and I managed to control the situation in time, which prevented any problems from occurring.
Liu Sandao only had a small scratch on his face; he was not injured anywhere else.
I took out a tissue and wiped Liu Sandao's wound.
Liu Sandao was still shaken: "That was really impressive! I didn't expect your thing to be so powerful. Luckily you stopped it in time!"
Liu Sandao never expected that my tattoo would develop to this extent, far exceeding his imagination.
"Brother Liu, I'm sorry, this is the first time I've ever seen something like this." I apologized, Liu Sandao came here for me, but I almost got hurt.
"It's alright, it's alright. It seems this problem needs to be addressed promptly. If it continues like this, even you might not be able to control it!" Liu Sandao waved his hand, but he was still apprehensive when talking about my tattoo.
If left unchecked, the consequences could be disastrous.
"By the way, Brother Liu, take a look at this. Is there anything wrong with it?" I suddenly remembered that I still had half a pack of betel nuts left by the old master.
Looking back, the eagle owl tattoo was originally related to betel nut.
Perhaps the eagle owl tattoo wasn't the master's original intention, but it's definitely related to him.
“This isn’t an ordinary thing, but I still can’t say exactly where it came from. Where did you get it from?” Liu Sandao held the betel nut to his nose and sniffed it hard before handing it back to me.
He could tell that this thing was unusual, but he couldn't figure out its origin.
I recounted my encounter with the old man in detail, and Liu Sandao's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
"Could it be him? No, that's impossible, he wouldn't be here..."
Liu Sandao's voice was very low, but I still heard it. However, this time, I didn't ask any questions.
I understand Liu Sandao better now. If he doesn't want to talk about something, he won't tell me even if I pry.
"Chen Yan, keep this close to you. When you get to Haopo Village, find a tailor named Zhou and show him this. He will help you."
Liu Sandao took out an ochre-colored brocade pouch from his pocket, stuffed it into my hand, and patted it hard, placing his hopes on me.
I was stunned. I didn't expect that Liu Sandao, like that old man, also told me to find Zhou the tailor.
Moreover, Liu Sandao said to find a person named Zhou Caifeng, which means that he may not actually be a tailor; Zhou Caifeng is his real name.
I carefully put the brocade pouch into my pocket.
Seeing my surprise, Liu Sandao was also a little puzzled: "What's wrong? Is something the problem?"
I gave a wry smile and, without hiding anything from Liu Sandao, told him about how the master craftsman had asked me to find Zhou the tailor.
"Um."
Liu Sandao remained silent for a moment, then simply hummed in agreement, and that was the end of it.
After a brief awkward silence, I broke the ice by telling Liu Sandao to take care of himself and to put his mind at ease.
After saying goodbye to Liu Sandao, I got off the bus.
After I got off the bus, Lao Dao quickly followed me, afraid that I would get lost.
As they approached security, Lao Dao whispered, "Brother Chen, do you think this thing will pass through security?"
I had my doubts, since the tattoo now looked like a living thing.
Why didn't I think of this before?
But since things have come to this, whatever the outcome, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
Lao Dao and I went through security at the same time, and the security personnel thoroughly checked both of us.
When the security personnel noticed the changes in Lao Dao's body, they only gave him a sympathetic look and let him pass. After all, Lao Dao had just grown hair and wasn't carrying any contraband.
When they examined me, I closed my eyes and prayed in my heart that nothing would go wrong with the tattoo.
If they attacked this security guard like they attacked Liu Sandao, I wouldn't have to leave.
"Okay, sir!" The security girl gave me a sweet smile, indicating that I could leave.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and after walking a few steps quickly, I rolled up my sleeves and took a closer look.
Unexpectedly, the eagle owl has reverted to the shape of the tattoo, but now it is gradually starting to resemble a living creature again.
No wonder there was no reaction earlier. Hagi, you should probably keep a lower profile.
"Hey buddy, let's talk about keeping a low profile on the high-speed train for now, okay?" I leaned closer and whispered.
Luckily, no one around was looking at me, otherwise they might have thought I was crazy.
A miracle happened: the eagle owl that was supposed to come to life turned back into a tattoo and quietly stayed on my arm.
Although I can still feel its vibrant life force, from the outside it looks like a tattoo.
"Wow, Brother Chen, you can actually control this thing?!" Old Dao leaned close to me, and was incredibly surprised when he saw that I could control it.
"Well, it's under control for now, but I don't know how long it will last. Alright, let's go ahead, we're about to check tickets!" I didn't say much more to Lao Dao on this topic.
Too much talk leads to mistakes, and besides, I'm also somewhat wary of this old knife.
I walked ahead, and Lao Dao followed beside me, even helping me with my luggage.
The things Liu Sandao gave me, along with my Thunder Strike Sword, are all with Lao Dao.
Soon, Lao Dao and I boarded the high-speed train and found our seats.
Old Dao sat by the window, partly because he had been staying in his doghouse for a while and wanted to clear his head by the window.
Secondly, I'm afraid this kid might encounter something strange and startle himself. If he wets himself again and someone else is sitting next to him, I'd feel embarrassed.
"Brother Chen, do you think this girl in seat C is a pure and innocent college student? I saw a video online saying that when college girls go out, they like to sit in seat C," Lao Dao said jokingly, glancing at the seat next to me.
We're about to embark on our journey, so this is probably the only way we can find joy amidst the hardship.
I told him, rather irritably, that it was probably a burly man picking his toes. Anyway, all I could think about right now was finding clues; I wasn't interested in anything else.
I adjusted the seat back to the most comfortable position, leaned back, and closed my eyes to rest.
I swear, even if a fairy godmother came, I wouldn't bother opening my eyes until I reached my destination.
"Hehe, what did I tell you, young man? We'll meet again!"
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