Evil Tattoo: The Ten Great Yama Tattoos at the Beginning

Lin Yuan originally wanted to say it was impossible.

Except for him and Wen Yingying, how could anyone know that her father had the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord in him.

Even if any relatives or friends know about it, they may not know where Wen Yingying’s father is buried?

However, Lin Yuan held back his words halfway.

Because, he thought of something.

Big Data.

That’s right, it’s big data.

Before the strange invasion, the Internet industry was very developed.

Let me tell you this, big data knows you better than you do.

As for big data, in addition to being controlled by the government, it is also controlled by plutocrats.

You know, in Weird Invasion version 1.0, the network is still in use.

Therefore, chaebols still have the advantage of big data.

In Lin Yuan's guess, the King of Conspiracy Party is a sharp knife in the hands of the plutocrats.

If this is the case, then the body of Wen Yingying's father may not be safe.

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The Land Rover Defender stopped, and through the car window, what he saw was still the familiar tattoo shop.

Art tattoos.

I don't know why, but it was only a short period of time.

When I look at this familiar photo again, I actually feel like we are seeing each other again after a long separation.

Push the rolling shutter door, and the layout is still the same as before.

Once there is no one here, the evil spirits will naturally not come again.

Moreover, even if evil spirits come, they will not leave.

Familiar layout, passing through the tattoo shop in the front and coming to the small courtyard in the back.

Lin Yuan saw a camera with a red light on the archway connecting the tattoo shop and the courtyard.

It is now Weird Invasion version 1.0. The Internet, water and electricity are still supplied, and the cameras are naturally still working.

Without thinking, Lin Yuan cut the power cord connected to the camera with a fork.

If, as Lin Yuan guessed, the hunting team of the King of Conspiracy relied on the power of big data controlled by the chaebol to accurately hunt down the fate tattoo masters and cut the tattoos.

So, this camera is the eyes of the chaebol.

After cutting off the power cord of the camera, Lin Yuan looked around and made sure that there were no other cameras around that could capture the scene. Then the three of them stepped into the yard.

In the courtyard, a simple grave mound stands, and the tombstone is still there.

Although it is very simple, in this environment where being buried in peace is a luxury, this can be regarded as a VIP luxury tomb.

"Huh!" After seeing that the tomb was still intact, Wen Yingying couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's all still there. It seems like I'm overthinking it?"

Do you really think too much?

Among the three, Lin Yuan is the strongest and naturally has the strongest eyesight.

Lin Yuan has discovered that there is a layer of floating soil on top of the tomb.

You know, it has been several days since Wen Yingying buried his father.

After so many days, there cannot be any new soil on this grave.

"Zhang Zhen, go dig up the grave!" Lin Yuan suddenly gave an order to Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen: "?????"

Zhang Zhen looked confused and thought, Boss, why do you always ask me to do strange things?

Just now, I was asked to take off the clothes of a male corpse, and now, I am asked to dig up its grave. This grave is fine, so why do you have to dig it up?

Before Zhang Zhen could speak, Wen Yingying asked in surprise: "What are you doing!"

Obviously Wen Yingying didn't understand either. The grave was fine, so why did Lin Yuan have to dig it up?

"Look carefully!"

"This grave has been disturbed!" Lin Yuan reminded as he stared at the grave.

Hearing these words, Wen Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then staggered towards the grave.

Walking closer to the tomb, he carefully observed the tomb to see if it was really as tampered with as Lin Yuan said.

If this tomb was really tampered with, then her father would really be dead and suffer the consequences of his old nose.

After Wen Yingying inspected the grave, before Lin Yuan could speak again, she began to dig up the grave herself.

Obviously, Wen Yingying had discovered that the tomb had really been touched.

Wen Yingying was digging the grave there, and Lin Yuan and Zhang Zhen couldn't be idle either. The three of them also started digging the grave.

Now the three are...

In the small yard, dig, dig, dig.

Soon, the grave was dug, and inside was a wardrobe that was used as a coffin.

Wen Yingying opened the closet door that was used as a coffin with trembling hands.

Seeing the corpse in the closet, even Lin Yuan, who had always had a strong psychological quality, couldn't help but close his eyes.

That's horrible!

Too guilty!

It was simply unsightly.

Seeing this scene before him, Lin Yuan remembered a song.

In the small yard, dig, dig, dig.

Dig out an old man, he has no brain.

That's right!

This song perfectly explains the situation in the grave.

On Wen Yingying's father's body, the entire back skin had been cut off, and most importantly, his head was also missing.

Inside the tomb was a headless corpse with no skin on its upper body and back.

In addition, it had been several days since the person died, and the body had begun to swell and smell.

The situation in the tomb was completely miserable.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan couldn't help but close his eyes, let alone Wen Yingying.

In an instant, Wen Ying burst into tears. She felt sad and cried, "Dad!"

Can't stand it!

I really can't bear it!

The uncle can bear it, but the aunt can't bear it either.

This group of bastards from the King of Guilty Party have gone too far.

Just cut off the tattoo of Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder Purifying Heavenly Lord on the back of Wen Yingying's father, but how can we also cut off his head?

Although Lao Deng didn't help him see the strange fire, he still took advantage of his father-in-law.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan thought to himself: "Those bastards from the King's Guild Party, if you fall into my hands, you will suffer the consequences."

Wen Yingying squatted in front of the grave and cried for five minutes before she stopped crying.

Lin Yuan couldn't be comforted either. After all, anyone who encounters this kind of thing would collapse.

Lin Yuan guessed that the first blood moon volley was the medium for the tattoo's awakening.

Only if the tattoo was done before the strange invasion can the subsequent awakening be smooth.

The purpose of the King of Conspiracy Party is very strong, and their purpose is to get these tattoos.

Therefore, it makes sense to cut off the skin and take away the tattoo of Puhua Tianzun, the God of Thunder of Yingyuan of the Nine Heavens.

Although this tattoo has not been awakened yet, if it is transplanted to other people, and it will be awakened later, it will be absolutely powerful and unparalleled.

However, cutting off the head is very unreasonable.

Wen Yingying stopped crying, and Lin Yuan stepped forward and asked, "What happened to your father's head?"

After seeing Lin Yuan, Wen Yingying threw herself into his arms, with tears in her eyes, and said in a choked voice: "My father has a tattoo of the God of Thunder Palace behind his left ear, and a thunder pond tattooed behind his right ear. They are all made of miniature sculptures. The craftsmanship is very good and the tattoo area is very small, only about the size of a quail egg.”

If that's the case, it makes sense again.

Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Tianzun, Thunder God Palace, Thunder Pool, these three tattoos are a set.

Come here, the people from the King of Guild Party will definitely take away the whole set.

(PS: I saw brothers saying that I am short. Although I am short, I write a lot! One chapter has two thousand, four chapters a day, and eight thousand words a day. This is also extremely explosive in the entire Internet literary circle.)