Chapter 2, The Perfect Tattoo

Shuiyue's body floated up, as if weightless. With just a single step, she arrived at the door. She first glanced outside, then immediately locked the door. After all, a man and a woman alone in a room, and at that moment, Qi Yue's upper garment had been removed by her. She absolutely did not want this scene to be seen by anyone else

Qi Yue hurriedly said in a serious tone: "It's alright, although I am not very old, I can definitely be your teacher in this regard. If we have the chance, we must discuss it; perhaps when we reach Tibet, we will have such an opportunity." As he spoke, his gaze had already fallen upon the full bosom of Shui Yue, as she was wearing a loose collar shirt, and the hint of a rounded shape was subtly visible above.

At the beginning, only a beast's head appeared, but soon, the black body began to spread downwards. The entire body was completely black, except for the head, neck, and a small part of the forelimbs, while the pattern continued to spread towards Qiyue's back.

Returning to the bedside, Shuiyue's face instantly flushed with embarrassment, for beneath Qi Yue's somewhat faded jeans, there was now a noticeable bulge. Without needing to ask, Shuiyue already knew what it was, after all, she was studying medicine and was not the naive little girl Qi Yue imagined her to be

"It is truly hard to imagine; if I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that all of this is real. Look at that day, as pure as a virgin. However, its purity seems to be everlasting." Qi Yue's words immediately earned him a disdainful glance from Shui Yue, and even the person in the lower bunk could not help but look at him with a strange expression

The feeling of elasticity in his hand perfectly filled his palm, which he had always thought was quite large. Qi Yue instinctively squeezed it again to confirm its real existence. Although he had dated Nana for a period of time, Qi Yue had always been the type who had lustful thoughts but lacked the courage to act on them. This was the first time he had engaged in such an intimate gesture. Shui Yue was surprised, but how could he not be surprised himself?

Shuiyue exhaled softly, for she had never intended to harm Qiyue. The previous situation had been too unique, and it was precisely because of this uniqueness that she developed a sense of self-protection, almost instinctively launching the Diéyáng hand attack. Now that she saw Qiyue's body was no longer in serious danger, Shuiyue felt somewhat lost, as she did not know how to face Qiyue. Regaining her composure, she noticed that the area previously grasped by Qiyue's strange hand still felt somewhat tender, causing her delicate face to flush once more.

Qi Yue suddenly exclaimed, "Wait a moment, I will go back with you, since I have nothing to do anyway." As he spoke, he also stood up from the bed, his right hand reaching behind him to grasp a few times, as if some soft sensations still lingered on his fingertips. Qi Yue couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction in his heart. He thought to himself, it seems that for the time being, I won't need to wash my hands; I truly have a talent for debauchery, managing to hit the target even unintentionally.

Qi Yue wanted to speed up and fly over, but he was somewhat fearfully aware that the golden buildings seemed to be getting farther away from him. However, the peaceful sound became even clearer.

When all pain has completely faded away and the body is enveloped by a sense of comfort, everything seems to return to normal, the illusions before his eyes vanish, and the furnace that had just appeared becomes an illusion as well. Consciousness awakens once more, and he is able to feel everything around him again

Shuiyue thought in surprise, could this be an invisible tattoo? Her father had once said that by mixing pigeon blood with certain herbs for tattooing, it would be invisible during normal times, only appearing when one's vital energy surged. However, it seemed that pigeon blood could not produce black ink, and she had never heard of silver appearing in tattoos. What immense pain and effort must be endured for such a finely detailed large tattoo to be successful!

Ah! This is bad. Shuiyue suddenly remembered that in her embarrassment, she had actually used the family secret technique, the Overlapping Sun Palm. Although her martial arts skills were not very strong and the Overlapping Sun Palm was not an overly aggressive technique, it was still too much for someone like Qi Yue, who had no martial arts foundation at all. Qi Yue had already released her hand that was gripping her prominent features, and his entire body was radiating an increasing high temperature as he lay unconscious

Diyang Hand is a form of internal martial arts, a secret tradition of the Shuiyue school, primarily used in conjunction with * diagrams * and books for therapeutic purposes. Of course, Diyang Hand itself also possesses significant offensive capabilities and can serve as a means of self-defense. If she were not the only daughter of this generation, she would not have had the opportunity to learn it. Shuiyue began her training at a very young age, and after more than a decade, her internal martial arts skills have reached a certain level of proficiency. When Qiyue first saw her, he found it strange that such a youthful and beautiful girl would undertake a long journey alone to Tibet. He did not realize that this seemingly innocent girl had already become a skilled practitioner.

Although she felt some doubt in her heart, Shuiyue quickly came to terms with it. Initially, she did not fully believe that Qiyue claimed to be studying human art. Although she had limited experience with people, she still maintained a degree of vigilance. Therefore, after a brief conversation, she decided to ignore Qiyue. Her reason for taking care of Qiyue here was entirely out of a doctor's instinct, rather than any fondness for him.

Driven by curiosity, Shuiyue carefully turned over Qi Yue's body, and she was immediately stunned by what lay before her. Most of Qi Yue's back had turned black, resembling a strange monster. From head to tail, the monster was adorned with lifelike silver fur, and the evenly intertwined black and silver horn appeared even more striking. Beneath the black monster, there were four clusters of clouds, which had a somewhat dreamy quality. In the faint silver, it seemed to be mixed with other colors, but no matter how hard Shuiyue tried, she could not discern what was contained within. The entire monster covered more than two-thirds of Qi Yue's back.

"Alright, since you are fine, I should be heading back now." Shui Yue nodded at Qi Yue, calming her somewhat disordered emotions, and turned to walk outside. Naturally, she would not ask Qi Yue about the tattoo; she did not want this somewhat mysterious man to know that she had once taken off his clothes.

Qi Yue's skin exhibits a healthy bronze hue, and there is no excess flesh on his body; however, his muscles are not prominent, giving him a somewhat slender appearance. Judging by Qi Yue's pulse, he is evidently somewhat malnourished. At this moment, his right shoulder has already become red and swollen, and a faint layer of heat is gradually emanating from his bronze skin.

Qi Yue scratched his somewhat disheveled hair and asked, "Have I been asleep for a long time?"

Shuiyue nodded gently while pondering and said, "What you said seems quite reasonable. However, I do not understand body art."

Shuiyue seemed to believe Qiyue's explanation, saying: "I am a first-year student at Beijing Medical University. My father is also a doctor, and I have learned a lot from him since I was young. This time, my trip to Tibet was arranged by my father; he hopes that I can gain some experience and has arranged for me to intern at a hospital in Lhasa for a period of time, after which I will return to Beijing after the summer vacation."

At this moment, as the train started moving, the announcement began. According to the broadcast, there are a total of 8 stations from the capital to Lhasa: the capital, Shizhuang, Xi'an, Lanzhou, Xining, Golmud, Naqu, and Lhasa. The train was running very smoothly. As it was getting late, after about an hour of noise, the interior of the train gradually quieted down, and most people had already begun to drift into slumber. However, at this time, Qi Yue was still wide awake. Shui Yue, who appeared to have an extraordinary background, had been asleep the whole time, leaving him with little opportunity. Therefore, after the train started moving, he set his sights on the service personnel who would soon appear. To his great disappointment, this time, he had no chance at all—not even the opportunity to sneak a glance. All the service personnel on this train were male. When he inquired, he learned that in order to prevent the train attendants from suffering from altitude sickness, all the service personnel on the Qinghai-Tibet line were composed entirely of soldiers who had retired from high-altitude service, all of whom were in peak physical condition. Looking at the robust train attendants, Qi Yue's last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

Qi Yue looked at Shui Yue, who was standing by the bed, with some confusion, "What is happening to me? Why did I suddenly faint just now?"

Qi Yue's heart was filled with shock; if he had a camera in hand, regardless of its quality, he would certainly be able to capture postcard-like scenery here

More than thirty hours have passed, and yet it was merely a fleeting dream? Qi Yue couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity, as memories flickered in his mind. He realized that he remembered everything from the dream in vivid detail, a situation that had never occurred before. In the past, he had certainly experienced dreams, but upon waking, he would usually retain only vague impressions at most. However, this time was evidently different.

At this moment, Qi Yue's sudden movement startled Shui Yue. Qi Yue was still bare-chested, his face flushed with embarrassment. Shui Yue hurriedly helped him up and assisted him in putting on his clothes. For an ordinary girl, Qi Yue's weight would naturally be a significant burden, but for Shui Yue, it was not a problem at all. Nevertheless, when that blue shirt, heavy with the scent of sweat, was finally put on, it still caused her to break out in a fine sheen of nervous sweat.

Just as Qi Yue was about to reach his limit, a faint coolness suddenly spread from his heart, rippling through every corner of his body like water waves. Wherever the coolness passed, he could immediately feel the seemingly lethal heat rapidly dissipating. No, to be precise, it felt as if it were merging with his body. The heat and coolness seemed to neutralize each other, and after this neutralization, a strange and wonderful sensation naturally arose. It was this process of neutralization that not only diminished the unbearable pain but also brought a sense of comfort wherever the coolness flowed, as if he were enjoying it. If Qi Yue were still conscious at this moment, he would probably moan aloud due to the sudden ecstasy that emerged amidst the pain.

Ah! You have finally woken up. The sweet voice was filled with surprise

Carefully putting away the silver needle in her hand, Shuiyue let out a soft sigh as she stood up from beside the bed, a hint of a bitter smile appearing on her face. For this man, whom she had encountered for the first time but who had left a deep impression on her, her heart was already somewhat unsettled. With a slight smile, Shuiyue understood that regardless of what might happen between her and Qiyue in the future, at least the image of this man had already been deeply etched in her heart. He, he actually touched her there; although it was not intentional, it was still enough to be embarrassing. With a slight smile, Shuiyue understood that regardless of what might happen between her and Qiyue in the future, at least the image of this man had already been deeply etched in her heart. He, he actually touched her there; although it was not intentional, it was still enough to be embarrassing

Shuiyue's charming face flushed slightly as she said, "Don't forget, I am a doctor. Do you have any discomfort? The train is now at an altitude of over 3,000 meters."

If a person suddenly sees a piece of floating wood drifting in front of them while drowning, they will certainly grasp it tightly. Qi Yue is currently in such a situation; his body tilted, and he instinctively reached out to support Shui Yue beside him. By sheer chance, his right hand grasped Shui Yue's body, which helped him stabilize his posture

The clouds and mist reappeared, and everything around became blurred once again. The golden buildings vanished, yet the calling voice still lingered in his mind

Father said that these yaks are quite impressive. Although they are adept at surviving in high-altitude, low-oxygen environments, once the altitude exceeds 5,000 meters, even if driven with a whip, they will not ascend another step. Shuiyue's eyes were filled with a dreamy beauty as she admired the unique scenery of this snowy region, and her astonishment was no less than that of Qiyue.

If Shuiyue were to treat Qiyue, she would naturally be able to determine under what circumstances he would awaken. However, with the emergence of this unusual situation, she found herself at a loss. Just as Shuiyue was uncertain about how to explain things when the train attendant arrived, a faint moan escaped from Qiyue's lips, and his body moved slightly.

Shuiyue exhaled and said: "You have finally woken up; I have never seen anyone who can sleep more than you."

This time, Shuiyue was surprised and covered her little cherry mouth, saying, "Body art, are you referring to that kind that requires complete nudity? No wonder, no wonder your gaze is so strange"

This time, Shuiyue was no longer naive. Feeling Qi Yue's strange gaze, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment as she hurriedly adjusted her clothing and said: "No, no, no need. If my father finds out, he will be angry. It's better that I don't try to understand body art."

The two individuals from the lower bunk have also arrived in the carriage. Since Shuiyue has already covered herself with a quilt, they naturally cannot notice that there is already a beautiful woman on the upper bunk.

Qi Yue's sensation was quite peculiar. After he was struck by Shui Yue's palm, he did not feel any pain; instead, he sensed a wave of heat traveling from his shoulder directly to his brain. His mind became momentarily hazy, and he fell into a state of unconsciousness. In this state of unconsciousness, dreams reemerged, but this time he was not soaring through the air, nor did he see the vast golden structures; rather, he found himself in a gigantic furnace.

Suppressing the shame in her heart, Shuiyue took out a cloth pouch from her body. As she unfolded the pouch, it revealed various silver needles inside. She needed to help Qiyue channel the invading Yang energy within him in order to save his life.

"He is calling me, he is calling me..." In the murmurs, Qi Yue suddenly awoke

You ... ... '' Shuiyue was about to scold angrily when she suddenly noticed something was off with Qiyue. At that moment, Qiyue, who had just regained consciousness, fell back into a coma, his face turning very red, and a faint warmth began to emanate from his body

His mind gradually became a bit hazy. Listening to the steady sound of breathing beside him, Qi Yue finally found it hard to hold on any longer. His eyelids began to droop, and as he reflected on the experiences of his nineteen years of life, he gradually drifted into slumber

Suddenly, the mist in front of him parted to the sides, and in the distance, he saw a vast expanse of buildings enveloped in golden light. The shapes of the buildings were not clear, yet at a glance, they brought him a profound shock; the scale of the structures was so majestic. Most remarkably, a peaceful voice seemed to be calling out to him.

Qi Yue gradually regained consciousness and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was that exquisite and charming face. Indeed! He should be on the train; everything that just happened was clearly a dream.

Qi Yue scratched his head, "Is it really like this? Just now, it seemed like you pushed me with a palm, and I became completely unaware? How could my body have deteriorated so much? Perhaps, I really should start exercising. " As he spoke, he slowly sat up from the bed and moved his body a bit. He suddenly realized that his body seemed much lighter than before; whether it was lifting his arms or any subtle movement of his body, everything felt exceptionally natural and effortless. This unique harmony was something Qi Yue had never experienced before.

"Come here, your companions need you." This was the only sentence that could be clearly heard, yet it filled Qi Yue's heart with anxiety

Shuiyue's charming face flushed slightly as she said, "I don't know either; perhaps it is because your body hasn't fully recovered and is also affected by altitude sickness."

Qi Yue took great pride in his quick wit and chuckled softly, saying, "In fact, body art is a profound form of art. As an artist who studies body art, I firmly believe that the human body is the most perfect art in the world, especially the female body, which is not only filled with mystery but also possesses an ethereal beauty. Only by unraveling all constraints can this beauty be fully released. What do you think? We should explore this in depth when we have the chance." After saying this, he found himself increasingly impressed by his own words; his knowledge was indeed limited, and this was undoubtedly an extraordinary display of talent. He found himself increasingly impressed by his own words; his knowledge was indeed limited, and this was undoubtedly an extraordinary display of talent.

Shuiyue said irritably: "If you don't wake up soon, you won't make it to the infirmary either. You have slept for a full thirty-some hours; in just a few more hours, we will arrive in Lhasa. If you don't wake up soon, I fear the attendants will have to take you to the hospital at the next stop before we reach Lhasa. Fortunately, I am a doctor, and your pulse is very stable, with no issues whatsoever."

Surrounded by a sea of crimson, searing flames relentlessly assailed his body from every corner. Heat was the only sensation Qi Yue could feel; each assault brought him profound agony from the depths of his soul. Qi Yue wanted to scream, but he found himself unable to produce a sound, and he was even less capable of escaping such torment

Gradually, the red light grew increasingly intense, and he found his body feeling very comfortable. "What is happening to me? Am I really flying?" Qi Yue was filled with confusion

The delicate white jade-like hand rested on Qi Yue's shoulder, and he immediately felt a surge of heat radiating from his shoulder. His body was suddenly thrown back onto the bed by an irresistible force. At the same time, with Shui Yue's startled exclamation, she happened to fall onto him, as certain parts of her were inadvertently caught by Qi Yue's unintentional actions.

Shuiyue took a deep breath; it was her first time encountering someone injured by the family’s Dieliang Hand. She was well aware of the attack power of the Dieliang Hand. Although she had only used thirty percent of her strength in that hasty strike, it was still enough to kill. The most domineering aspect of the Dieliang Hand when used for self-defense is its masculine energy. Fortunately, Shuiyue is a woman, inherently Yin, which adds a touch of softness to her Dieliang Hand, causing it to manifest more slowly. Otherwise, that strike could have taken away half of Qi Yue's life in an instant.

As she twisted a medium-sized silver needle, Shuiyue was about to pierce down when suddenly, she witnessed a strange scene. Right at the position of Qi Yue's left chest, a faint pattern emerged. It was the head of a creature that resembled neither a deer nor a horse. The pattern was black, and a beautiful horn extended from the area of Qi Yue's heart all the way to his collarbone. The creature's head was slightly lowered, and as the pattern became clearer, one could see that the horn on the creature's head exhibited a subtle spiral shape. From head to neck, the creature was adorned with silvery brown fur, which, when paired with the black head, appeared exceptionally majestic. The pattern was black, and a beautiful horn extended from the area of Qi Yue's heart all the way to his collarbone. The creature's head was slightly lowered, and as the pattern became clearer, one could see that the horn on the creature's head exhibited a subtle spiral shape. From head to neck, the creature was adorned with silvery brown fur, which, when paired with the black head, appeared exceptionally majestic.

That is truly a pity, I apologize, I actually did not intend to see what you have there. However, as a body artist, it is merely a professional habit, please do not take offense. What about you? What brings you to Tibet?" After finally getting acquainted, Qi Yue did not want the opportunity to slip away and quickly changed the subject.

Shuiyue's body clearly stiffened, and with a soft sound, she instinctively struck her palm towards Qiyue's shoulder

In his dream, Qi Yue felt as if he had taken flight, with the earth beneath his feet and a haze of clouds surrounding him. The sensation of soaring between heaven and earth was so wonderful that he was astonished to discover that he seemed unable to see his own body, only a faint red glow. This red light, emanating a scorching aura, seemed to signify a transformation in his very existence.

Qiyue showed no signs of embarrassment and smiled, saying: "Don't forget, I am engaged in body art, so I naturally have my own methods of evaluation."

Shuiyue also had a special feeling; the Qi Yue before her seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. Although he still had a faint stubble on his face and appeared as disheveled as before, his eyes seemed much brighter than before. Even his unremarkable features appeared more harmonious. Recalling the strange tattoo that had appeared and then vanished earlier, this young man who called himself a body artist seemed to carry an air of mystery in Shuiyue's eyes.

Oh, so you are an angel in white! Remarkable, truly remarkable. Qi Yue hurriedly offered a few compliments, while Shui Yue seemed somewhat frightened by his unabashed gaze. Her words noticeably diminished as she pulled the blanket over her delicate body. It was already evening; she closed her eyes, unsure whether she was truly asleep or merely pretending to be.

Why does this voice sound so pleasant? It seems that it is not a female voice! Could it be that I am also interested in men? No, absolutely not. My sexual orientation has always been perfectly normal. Even in this dreamlike scene, the filth in Qi Yue's mind still exists. For some reason, as soon as this thought emerged, everything around him suddenly vanished; the clouds disappeared, the feeling of flying was gone, and everything plunged into darkness. Even in this dreamlike scene, the filth in Qi Yue's mind still exists. For some reason, as soon as this thought emerged, everything around him suddenly vanished; the clouds disappeared, the feeling of flying was gone, and everything plunged into darkness.

This was the first time Shuiyue encountered such a situation. She did not notice that Qi Yue's body had already entered a special atmosphere. Although there was a hint of pain on his face, his skin seemed to become more elastic, and his complexion was no longer the previous flushed red, but rather a healthy rosy hue. The black monster symbols on his body were gradually disappearing, and his spirit was stabilizing. Each breath became exceptionally even, with not a single pause in between. It seemed that, at some unknown point, he had entered a strange world, but all these changes were very subtle, so much so that even if one were to observe deliberately, they might overlook them.

Stranger events continued to unfold. When Shuiyue turned Qiyue's body back over, preparing to help him alleviate the damage caused by the overlapping sun hand, she unexpectedly noticed a faint red glow suddenly appearing on the silver-black horn of the monstrous creature. Its left front hoof, half of its side, and its head were all positioned in front of Qiyue. At this moment, Qiyue's swollen right shoulder was gradually reducing in swelling, though it was unclear when this had begun. Meanwhile, Qiyue's rapid breathing was gradually stabilizing, with only the arousal in his lower body still persisting. The faint red glow on the silver-black horn of the monstrous creature had appeared suddenly, and its left front hoof, half of its side, and its head were all positioned in front of Qiyue. At this moment, Qiyue's swollen right shoulder was gradually reducing in swelling, though it was unclear when this had begun. Meanwhile, Qiyue's rapid breathing was gradually stabilizing, with only the arousal in his lower body still persisting.

When the two returned to their respective bunks, Qi Yue was immediately stunned by everything before him

Qi Yue took a deep breath, feeling that his body seemed to have no discomfort. He shook his head and said, "No! The smell here is really unpleasant. I've been afraid of hospitals since I was a child. Let's go back to the carriage." As he spoke, he immediately sat up from the bed. At that moment, Shui Yue happened to be sitting by his bedside. As Qi Yue got up, he suddenly felt a slight dizziness in his head. Coupled with the abruptness of his movement, his body swayed and he bumped into Shui Yue.

The redness on the skin caused by the rise in temperature is gradually diminishing. Shuiyue, intrigued, carefully examines Qiyue's pulse. She discovers that the yang energy, which was originally concealed by her layered yang technique, is gradually disappearing. No, to be precise, it seems that the yang energy emitted by the layered yang technique is being absorbed by his body.

It was not what happened inside the train, but rather the scenery outside. Through the window, one could see a range of snow-covered mountains, towering straight into the clouds. The sky displayed a color he had never seen before, a brilliance akin to that of a sapphire, with no trace of pollution. Although Qi Yue had thought that Tibet was beautiful, he had never realized that any place could be so breathtakingly beautiful. He had seen many clouds, but no place could compare to the clouds here. Although Qi Yue had thought that Tibet was beautiful, he had never realized that any place could be so breathtakingly beautiful. He had seen many clouds, but no place could compare to the clouds here.

However, upon seeing this peculiar tattoo and recalling what Qi Yue had said, Shui Yue couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, secretly thinking that she had underestimated him, as only those engaged in body art could create such a perfect tattoo. Little did she know that it was actually Qi Yue who should feel embarrassed; the so-called body art was naturally intended to entice her, a pure-hearted girl. However, Qi Yue, the big bad wolf, remained unaware until he fainted again that the prey he thought he had in hand was not so easy to catch.

Soon, Qi Yue realized something was amiss; he was not in his original upper bunk, but in another room. The low rumble of the train continued to echo, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air. He couldn't help but instinctively ask, "Where am I?"

So soft, so large, so elastic. Just as Qi Yue had stabilized his body, a sudden sensation of these three qualities emerged in his mind. After regaining his composure, he realized that his grasp seemed to have inadvertently led him to the legendary technique known as the "Grasping Milk Dragon Claw".

The train from the capital to Lhasa finally set off. Through the window, Qi Yue gazed at the flowing colors of the neon lights, feeling somewhat entranced. Observing Shuiyue, it was evident that her family must be quite well-off; otherwise, how could they have raised such an excellent daughter? Did he really have a chance? It seemed unlikely. Reflecting on Nana, who had kicked him away, Qi Yue's desire remained, yet he felt a sense of despondency.

Looking up at Shuiyue, Qi Yue couldn't help but smile, "So, you've been taking care of me all along?"

Shuiyue turned back with a hint of helplessness, continuing to gaze at the snowy landscape outside. The beauty here is such that one would never grow weary of it, even after a lifetime of watching.

Beneath the snow-capped mountains lies a vast, flat grassland, where yaks are grazing on the verdant grass. The majestic snow peaks, the azure sky, the perfect clouds, combined with the vibrant grassland, create a scene so surreal that even when witnessed in person, it feels as if it is all a fabrication

Shuiyue, upon seeing Qi Yue's condition, couldn't help but feel a surge of anxiety. However, having learned traditional Chinese medicine alongside her father since childhood, she remained composed despite her shock and hurried to remove Qi Yue's upper garment. At that moment, Shuiyue's strength became evident as she effortlessly took off Qi Yue's blue shirt, which was already soaked with sweat.

Qi Yue's physiological response was not solely due to that grasping technique, but rather it was the activation of his own Yang energy triggered by the overlapping Yang technique

As he slowly opened his eyes, the sunlight streaming in through the train window did not bring a blinding sensation to Qi Yue. The sunlight seemed to have softened, warming his body and creating an indescribable comfort, while everything around him appeared to have become more natural.

What is this? Is it a tattoo? How can there be such a perfect tattoo