The First Customer, Zhang Qilin
After leaving the classroom, Han Jiang went straight to 88 Xiangyun Road.
Xiangyun Road looked like a road in the city, but in fact, this road was almost in the suburbs.
No. 88 on this road was a small building at the intersection.
The small building was not tall, only three stories high. The roof was round and full, and it had the style of a church.
There was a thick layer of dust on the door, as if no one had been here for a long time.
There were a few big words written on the door.
Han jiang ci qing
On both sides of the door stood a piece of mahogany with a couplet written in small seal script.
All things in the world, the brush is the shore
The Yin and Yang World, the Ghost God
That's right, it was him!
Just as Han Jiang was about to push the door open and enter, the system's voice sounded in his mind again.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for welcoming your first customer!”
"The first customer?"
Han Jiang looked left and right and realized that there was no one at the intersection.
If not for the system notification, he would not have noticed this.
There was also a hint of horror.
However, after waiting for a while, he did not see anyone else at the intersection. Therefore, Han Jiang shook his head and pushed open the door of the Han Jiang Tattoo.
Hanjiang Tattoo Shop was a quaint shop with an old-fashioned wooden door.
On both sides of the wooden door hung two red lanterns with the word 'thorn' written on them.
When the wind blew, it swayed and squeaked.
Unlike other tattoo parlors, other tattoo parlors would display some tattoo samples on the glass, walls, and even doors.
But Hanjiang Tattoo Shop was different.
First of all, Hanjiang did a tattoo, not a tattoo.
Secondly, this tattoo shop looked very solemn and mysterious.
Pushing open the door, a cloud of dust stirred. Looking around, the first floor actually looked like a conference hall.
Both sides were filled with solid wooden chairs. They were heavy, grand, and ancient, exuding the smell of time.
It was strange why the tattoo parlor had such a place.
Han Jiang frowned as he looked at everything before walking up to the second floor.
The second floor was even stranger.
On the empty floor, there was a bed and a chair in the middle. It seemed to be used for tattoos.
However, the strange thing was that around the bed, there was a six-pointed candle array that was neither too big nor too small.
Han Jiang looked at the hexagram candle array in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head.
"It's like a sacrifice."
This floor was very mysterious, but it was also very simple. When Han Jiang wanted to take a look at the third floor, he realized that there was an additional door on the stairs leading to the third floor.
Moreover, this door could not be opened no matter what.
"Is it locked?"
After muttering to himself, Han Jiang clapped his hands, thinking of bringing a crowbar the next time he came.
Suddenly, footsteps came from downstairs.
"Da da da"
The footsteps were light, but Hanjiang could hear them.
Moreover, the footsteps were very rhythmic. They were neither fast nor dissatisfied, unlike the chaotic footsteps of ordinary people.
Who was it?
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At this moment, a man in a black hoodie appeared downstairs.
The man put the hood of his sweater on his head, and his long slanted bangs covered his eyebrows.
On his back was a long black saber that was almost as long as his height. The black blade seemed to be able to absorb all light.
At this moment, he was looking at the room on the first floor that looked like a conference hall with a frown.
Why did they meet here?
Had Hao Xie Tian and Fatty Wang already been here?
The man in the black sweater was Zhang Qilin.
He had agreed to meet Fatty Wang and Hao Xie Tian at the intersection of Xiangyun Road No. 88, but he didn't see anyone.
Other than this tattoo parlor that looked like it had just opened, it seemed like no one had been to this intersection for a long time.
Why would this tattoo shop open here?
Can I earn money from this?
Then, footsteps sounded.
"Da da da…"
Zhang Qilin looked up and saw Han Jiang, who looked like a university student.
Han Jiang was wearing a white shirt, a pair of neat trousers, and a pair of exquisite and clean Brook printed leather shoes.
No matter how he looked at it, he looked like an elite who worked in a high-end office building in the central business district. It was completely different from the aura of this tattoo shop.
He seemed to know that she was coming and was not surprised at all.
That's right. When Han Jiang saw Zhang Qilin, he immediately thought, Is this the customer the system mentioned?
"Zhang Qilin?"
He was not surprised to see Zhang Qilin.
After transmigrating, Han Jiang realized that this was a hodgepodge world.
It was a combination of many characters from novels, television shows, and movies.
There was no need to be surprised to see the characters that had originally appeared in the book. Besides, Hanjiang had encountered them many times.
"You know me?" Upon hearing his name, Zhang Qilin looked at Han Jiang in surprise and then cursed in his heart.
Hao Xie Heaven and Fatty Wang asked me to come here, so they should have sent someone to inform me.
In this case, it's not surprising that you know my name.
So he asked.
"Where are Hao Xie Heaven and Fatty Wang?”
"I don't know." Han Jiang shook his head slightly.”
A question mark appeared on Zhang Qilin's forehead.
Don't know?
Could it be that they weren't the people left behind by Hao Xietian and the others?
"This is a tattoo parlor, not a teahouse.”
"If you want to ask for directions, you've found the wrong person.”
Han Jiang thought that this was the customer the System had mentioned, but he didn't expect that it was just a person asking for directions. He felt a little melancholic.
So, he turned around and went upstairs to continue studying the door that led to the third floor.
Zhang Qilin stood downstairs, confused. In the end, his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness.
Since he wasn't someone left behind by Hao Xie Heaven, there was no need for him to stay here.
He turned around and walked to the door.
Then, just as he took a step forward, he felt the blood in his body begin to boil.
It was as if something was about to come out, but there was no way to vent it.
It was as if a mysterious voice was calling out to him.
"Qilin, Qilin's power!"
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