Who has tattooed the translation of Japanese literary works and knelt down for the tattooed Japanese thick tendons? Please help! The exam will be held in two days.

That is the precious virtue that people still know how to keep "simplicity". The world has not been squeezed out by violence as it is today-ladies in palaces and flower heads in brothels greet people with smiles on purpose, so that uncles or dudes will not have the slightest unhappiness on their leisurely faces; Those who make a living by talking, telling jokes in teahouses and "playing drums" can barely make a living. The world is such a carefree era. In the dramas and comic novels at that time, such as Jurchen Jiulang, Jurchen Ye Lei, Jurchen Lightning God, etc., the beautiful ones were the strong ones, and the ugly ones were the weak ones. All people are eager for the pursuit of beauty, and the result is to inject color into the gifted body, so fragrant or gorgeous lines and colors are active on the skin of men and women at that time.

Artists who tell jokes and perform amateur programs to help people get drunk are called drummers. )

Most merchants in the past on the official road have to choose sedan chairs with beautiful tattoos on them; Women who are dissolute and enjoy themselves in places like Yoshihara and Tatsumi, with beautiful tattoos, are also the objects of men's infatuation; Needless to say, gamblers and firefighters, even the rare warriors in town have tattoos. Sometimes a tattoo convention is held between two people. Participants pat each other's skin and boast and comment on each other's unique pattern design.

There is a young tattoo artist named Qing Ji, who is really an expert in this field. He is deeply admired, and his fame is no less than Asakusa's Cha Liwen, Shimazaki Runichiro's Nuping, Junjiro and so on. The skin of dozens of people became the silk element in his works. At the tattoo conference, most of the well-received tattoos belong to his masterpiece. It is said that grinding the golden needle method is proud of setting off obscurity; Mrs. Tang Caoquan is known as a famous poet of Zhu Ci. Qingqi Department is famous for its composition and enchanting lines.

Previously, he admired Guo Feng Guo Zhen (a famous Japanese ukiyo-e painter), who once made a living as a ukiyo-e painter. He has degenerated into a tattoo artist, but he still retains the painter's conscience and talent. If a person doesn't have enough skin and bones to attract his mind, he can get his tattoo by resting. He often gets his approval, but all the composition and expenses are at his disposal and demand. In addition, he has to endure the pain of acupuncture for a month or even two months!

In this young tattoo artist's heart, there is an unknown happiness and long-cherished wish: when he pokes people's skin tit for tat, he resists the pain of the swollen muscles with blood-most men groan in pain, and the more intense and incredible the groan, the more indescribable the pleasure he feels. It is said that his facial expression is extremely happy if he uses a particularly painful thorn or a contrast thorn when tattooing. In this way, people who prick five or six hundred needles every day and soak in hot water for a long time have a good effect, and all die in front of Qingji; In the face of this tragic scene, ITO coldly looking at each other:

"It hurts, doesn't it? 」

He said with a smile.

When he met a guy with low self-esteem, he looked like he was dying, his mouth twisted, his teeth gnashed, and he made a solemn and stirring voice. He even said, "Are you from Edo?" Be patient! ..... I this Qing Ji tit for tat, the original pain! 」

As he spoke, he squinted at the man's tearful face and stabbed quietly and continuously. When I met a patient person, I saw him clench his teeth and try his best, but he just frowned slightly in pain. He said, "Well, you are really good, you can hold on-but you see, the pain will get up soon!" Anyway, it will be unbearable! "He showed white teeth, opposing the grimace of a grin.

For many years, he has a long-cherished wish, hoping to get a beautiful woman who can pierce his soul and charm on her shiny and gorgeous skin. There are many requirements for the quality and appearance of this woman. If you only have a good-looking face and beautiful skin, you can't really satisfy him; He searched all over the flower street and Liuxiang in Edo, and even those women who are famous in a small way can meet his interests and artistic conception. He described his ideal female form. Although he dreamed for three or four years, he never gave up.

It happened to be an evening in the summer of the fourth year. When he passed the door of Kamikawa Pingqing Cuisine House, he suddenly found a pair of barefoot women in white behind the sedan chair curtain waiting in front of the door. In his sharp eyes, people's feet, like his face, reflect complex expressions. This woman's slender feet, in his view, are precious treasures: from thumb to little toe, the slender five toes are neat; The color of toes is no less than the pink shells that can be picked up on the beach of the island; Round high heels, like pearls; It is doubtful that the wet skin under your feet is constantly washed away by clear water between rocks. He thinks that only these feet will soon be fertile with human blood; Will trample on men's bodies! He is convinced that the woman with such big feet is one of the women he has been looking for for for years! Ito held back her jumping chest, eager to see the man's face. Although she followed the sedan chair closely, she disappeared between two or three towns.

Ito's yearning and longing has turned into a strong infatuation; It was almost the end of that year. One morning in the fifth spring, he was old in Thailand, standing in the narrow corridor outside the window, wet with branches and bamboo, in his apartment in Saga-CHO, Kamikawa. When he was looking at the evergreen potted plants, it seemed that someone was visiting outside Chai Fei's yard, and then he walked into a little girl he didn't know.

This girl is sent by a geisha. She is very close to Ito in Chen Chen.

"My sister asked me to give this coat to my master. Please draw any pattern on the lining of this dress ... "

The girl opened the goose yellow bag and took out her coat and a letter.

In addition to earnestly asking about the coat, the letter also said that the girl sent to visit will soon become the sister flower here and will go out to receive visitors; Please don't forget me, and please promote and take care of this girl.

"So, I always feel that I have never met; So, you just came to this place recently? 」

In this way, Ito watched the beautiful figure of the girl again and again. Look at her age, close to 16 or 17, but the girl's appearance is surprisingly mature-it looks like she has been in the toilet for a long time; Incredibly, she is like a semi-old Xu Niang who has gone through many vicissitudes and played tricks on the souls of countless men. In this capital, which has become a national gathering place for crime and wealth, her charm is enough to charm all those who are driven by wine and color.

"Last June or so, I wonder if you took a sedan chair home from Pingqing Cuisine House? 」

Ito asked her, and let her sit on the edge of the corridor.

While observing her carefully, I stepped on a pair of ingenious bare feet on the mat.

"Well, my father was still alive at that time, and he often went to Pingqing to have dinner with friends. 」

The girl answered this wonderful question with a smile.

"I have been waiting for you for five years. Although we met for the first time,

But I still remember your barefoot.

Come on, I have something to show you. Come up and sit down. I'm not busy. 」

It was a picture depicting da ji, the favorite of Zhou Wang, an ancient tyrant: the helpless body of the golden crown inlaid with colored glass coral leaned against the fence, where Lingluo's dress was scattered on the jade crown, and his right hand held the big glass obliquely, looking at the person who was about to be executed in front of the court. The concubine's amorous feelings, her limbs trapped by chains on copper pillars, are all cleverly portrayed as a tragic and terrible scene, only when the final fate comes and she closes her eyes and lowers her head in front of her.

I hope you become a truly beautiful woman,

In this tattoo, I injected my soul!

From now on, there is no woman superior to you in the world.

The girl watched this strange picture for a while, but unconsciously her pupils flashed and her lips trembled; What's even weirder is that her appearance is gradually similar to that of the princess-the girl has vaguely seen the real "self" inside!

"This painting reflects your heart! 」

So Ito smiled happily and glanced at the girl's face.

"Why do you want me to see such a terrible thing? 」

The girl raised her pale forehead.

"The woman in the picture is you! This woman's blood should have been integrated into your body. 」

He unfolded another picture.

It was a painting with the theme of "hunting": in the center of the painting, a young woman leaned against the trunk of a cherry tree, and many men's bodies could be seen at her feet. There are a group of birds singing and dancing around the woman; Women's eyes are full of irresistible show-off and joy. Is that a scene with traces of war? Or the scenery in the garden in spring? After reading these, in the girl's mind, it seems that something lurking in the depths of her heart has been discovered.

"This is a picture that predicts your future. Those who die here are the guys who lay down their lives for you from now on! 」

Ito pointed out that the girl's appearance is no different from the woman in the painting.

"Please be good enough to put away the scrolls! 」

The girl seemed to be avoiding a temptation, with her back to the scroll, and suddenly fell on the tatami. Soon, her lips trembled again.

"master! I confess: as you can see, I really have the same temperament as the woman in that painting. ..... So, please forgive me and take it away! 」

"Don't be discouraged! You should take a closer look at this painting; No matter how terrible it is, it is only a short time! 」

Speaking of which, Ito's usual sly smile floated on his face.

However, it is difficult for a girl to raise her head, hide her face behind the sleeve of her close-fitting shirt, and stay prone:

"Master, please let me go home! It's terrible to be around you ... "She said it several times in a row.

"Not busy, wait a minute. I will make you a woman with outstanding quality! 」

Ito casually walked over to the girl as he spoke. He got a bottle of anesthetic from a Dutch doctor and hid it in his arm.

The bright sunshine shines on the river and shines brightly on the eight-fold living room. The light reflected by the water surface, on the girl's innocent face, on the window with paper, depicts golden ripples and keeps shaking. Ito closed the carriage and sat in danger with a tattoo prop in his hand. At this time, he carefully observed the beautiful posture of sleeping beauty. Facing the serene face, I think that even if I sit quietly in this room for ten or one hundred years, I will never know what boredom is. Just as ancient Morpheus decorated the solemn Egyptian world with pyramids and sphinxes, Qing Ji also wanted to smear clean human skin with her passion.

After a while, he put the tip of the brush between the little finger, ring finger and thumb of his left hand on the girl's back, and then stabbed the needle in with his right hand. The young tattoo artist's thoughts melt into ink and then penetrate into the skin. Every drop of Ryukyu Zhu stabbed by mixed shochu is also a drop of his life; In this drop, he saw the color of his soul.

Unconsciously, it is past noon, and the warm spring is gradually fading; However, Ito's hand never stopped and the woman's sleep was not awakened. Worried about the girl's delay, the valet who came to pick her up has been sent away, only saying "the girl has gone home". When the moon hung in the corner of Tuzhou on the other side and dreamlike light streamed into the halls of every household along the coast, the tattoo work was not half finished-Qing Ji was still lighting candles from time to time.

Injecting a drop of paint is not an easy skill for him; Every time he pricks or pulls out a needle, he takes a deep breath. If he pricks his heart. The trace of acupuncture gradually acquired the image of a huge girl spider (spider essence like a black widow). By the time the night turns a fish belly white again, it already has an incredible evil creature. It has stretched eight feet and wrapped around its back.

On spring nights, there is a faint light on the oars of ships coming and going on the river; From the moment when the roof tiles of every household in Hakone, Zhongzhou and Ling 'an Island sparkled in the brilliance of the white sail that gave birth to the morning breeze, Ito finally put down his brush and fixed his eyes on the spider that stabbed the girl's back. Only this tattoo can be regarded as his whole life. But after finishing the work, he felt empty inside.

Two figures, for a long time, nothing happened. Then, a deep hoarse voice shook the wall of the room: "I hope you can become a really beautiful woman." In this tattoo, I injected my soul! " From now on, there is no woman superior to you in the world; You have changed the cowardly nature of the past, and all men in the man society will become your prey ... "

The news seemed reasonable, and there was a faint, string-like moan from the girl's lips. She has gradually regained consciousness, panting, crawling on her back like a spider's foot.

"It hurts? The body is hugged tightly by spiders. 」

After hearing what he said, the girl slightly opened her expressionless eyes. Originally dark pupil eyes, like the moon in the evening, gradually increased the light, shining crystal clear on the strange face.

"Master, let me see the tattoo on my back.

Since I put up with your life, should I become a great beauty? 」

"Well, now you can go to the bathroom to take a bath and polish it; It may hurt, so be patient. 」

Qing Ji whispered, as if expressing pity.

"Ouch ~ hot water burns me! -Master! Do me a favor and leave me alone,

Wait for me upstairs; I don't like being looked down upon so badly by men. 」

It's better to take a bath than to brush her body. She pushed away Qing Ji's sympathetic hand and choked back the pain coming from her back. She lay in a room covered with tatami and groaned in horror. Looks like a madman's hair, scattered on his cheeks. There is a mirror behind the girl, and a pair of snow-white soles are reflected in the mirror.

Seeing that this is a completely different person from yesterday, Qing Ji was shocked by her beautiful appearance, but she had to stay alone in the living room on the second floor according to her meaning. After about half an hour, the girl brushed her washed hair on her shoulders, dressed up and went upstairs. She unfolded her eyebrows with faint traces of pain, leaned against the railing and looked up at the foggy sky.

"This painting has a tattoo. Give it away together. Take it. You can go back. 」

Ito said, put the scroll in front of the girl.

"Master, I have left my timid heart behind and have no nostalgia.

-master, you should be the first person I killed? 」

The girl's eyes shone like sharp teeth and turned around; There was a song of victory in my ear.

"Before you go back, please let me see the tattoo on your back. 」

The girl nodded silently, and then showed her beautiful skin. In the meantime, the early morning sunshine just shines on the whole tattoo pattern, braking time and the girl's shoulder, which is brilliant!