My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 1 The Book of Life and Death

Open your eyes.

A bloody human head was placed on the table.

Yang Jiu was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

What is this place?
Is it a dream?
I pinched my thigh hard, it hurt, but the head didn't disappear.

The flood of memories quickly revived.

He is now a corpse stitcher under the jurisdiction of Dongchang.

Dongchang is the eyes and ears of the emperor, and has the privilege of killing first and playing later.

Many people die tragically in Dongchang Prison every day, and almost no one's body is intact.

Before these corpses are buried, they must be stitched completely so that the souls of the deceased can be reincarnated smoothly.

No matter how heinous a person is, as long as he dies, all his sins will be erased.

As the saying goes, the dead are the greatest, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, and the whole body must be buried.

In this atmosphere, the corpse seamer came into being.

There are sewers in villages and towns, sewers in counties and counties, and ministries of the imperial court also have their own sewers.

Among them, Dongchang has the largest sewing team.

There are a total of [-] body sewing shops in Dongchang, corresponding to [-] body sewing people.

Yang Jiu is one of them.

Before sewing the corpse, you need to wash your hands and burn incense.

Before the incense burns out, the body must be sewn up.

If the incense burns out and the body is not fully stitched, it will be haunted by evil spirits and die a terrible death.

These memories frighten Yang Jiu almost incontinence.

Traveling alone, tired of playing and returning to the inn to fall asleep, how did you end up in this weird place after waking up?

This is the No. [-] corpse sewing shop of Chang'an City East Jishi Factory of the Great Wei Empire.

The No. [-] corpse-sewing shop is very evil, and the corpse-sewing workers assigned there will die within a short period of time, and their death conditions are extremely tragic.

After a while, Yang Jiu had to accept this tragic fate.

If he resisted, the corpse now lying on the sewing table should be him.

Yang Jiu got up and washed his hands in the silver basin beside him, grabbed three incense sticks and lit them, and saluted the head respectfully.

Then he picked up the head and went to the sewing table on the side. After aligning the head with the body, he picked up the needle and thread and began to sew.

The needle and thread shuttled between the skin and flesh, making a constant buzzing sound.

The strange thing is that Yang Jiu didn't panic and his hands didn't shake.

The incense was only half burned, and the head had already been sewn onto the corpse.

He picked up the body and shook it. The head that was sewn on was very strong and did not fall off.

Looking at the dense thread, which was wrapped around the corpse's neck, like a tie, Yang Jiu was very satisfied.

Ugly is ugly, but it is strong enough.

When the stitched corpse is being transported, it often happens that the head falls off.

Once this happens, the body stitcher corresponding to that corpse will have its head cut off.

In the Great Wei Empire, eunuchs and cruel officials were in power, and human lives were like worthless things.

The number of people who die in Dongchang every day is countless, and the one hundred mortuary shops basically have corpses to be sewn every night.

Yang Jiu washed the handle and gently pulled the iron ring on the side.

Suddenly, there was a crisp copper bell from outside.

Soon, two Dongchang guards in official uniforms walked in and skillfully carried away the corpses on the sewing table.

Yang Jiu sat down on the chair, picked up the hot tea on the side, and just took a sip when a crisp mechanical sound came from his mind.

[The host has been detected, and the super corpse sewing system is being bound. 】

[The binding is complete. 】

[The system is starting up. 】

[The startup is successful. Congratulations to Yang Jiu for becoming the ninth host of the Super Corpse Sewing System. 】

Just after sewing a beheaded corpse, Goldfinger came?

Yang Jiu was very excited.

Having a golden finger means that you have the opportunity to reach the pinnacle of life, and you don't have to sew corpses here for the rest of your life.

[Sewing a corpse, reward the host with "Book of Life and Death". 】

A thin booklet immediately appeared in Yang Jiu's mind.

This "Book of Life and Death" is not the one in the Temple of Yama. It cannot control the life and death of all living beings in the world, but only records the life of the dead.

Yang Jiu is even more eager to obtain peerless martial arts.

The Great Wei established the country with martial arts, and only the strong can live like individuals.

Most of the seamers like them were recruited from the hungry people outside the city.

Who would be stupid enough to make a living like this if they could eat enough?
There are often corpse sewers who die tragically, either killed or frightened to death.

The sewers changed from group to group, but only those sewers remained standing.

"The No. [-] mortuary shop is ready to sew the corpse, and the No. [-] mortuary shop is ready to sew the corpse."

Hearing the voice outside, Yang Jiu was taken aback.

It rarely happens that a mortuary shop sews up two corpses in one night.

The Dongchang guard quickly carried a female corpse into Yangjiu's body sewing shop.

The female corpse was cut into two pieces at the waist, the fracture was smooth, and there were blood dripping on the corpse carrying board.

Yang Jiu cleans his hands and burns incense, threading needles and threads.

Sew the intestines first, then the waist.

One stitch at a time, when the incense was about to burn out, the female corpse was finally stitched together.

On the "Book of Life and Death" in his mind, the life of the female corpse suddenly appeared.

The name of the female corpse was Liu Rou, she was twenty-eight years old, and she was the only daughter of Liu Yuanwai, a wealthy family in the city.

Liu Rou is a spoiled lady.

She was supposed to be at the age of a boudoir, but Liu Rou wandered around the market all day long, coming and going, getting involved with a rascal.

When Liu Rou's belly bulged, Yuanwai Liu would naturally not agree to this marriage.

It's fine if you don't agree, Mr. Liu will be ruthless and let the servant beat his daughter's stomach with a stick.

It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its children, so Liu Yuanwai beat his own grandson to death.

Liu Rou also went to Half-Life.

After her health improved slightly, Liu Rou sneaked out again and had a private meeting with that rascal. After being discovered by Mr. Liu, Liu Rou broke in two with a guillotine.

After Yuan Wai woke up, he wailed loudly, regretting it too late.

Afterwards, Liu Yuanwai quietly dumped Liu Rou's body on the long street, and was found by patrolling soldiers, who hurriedly sent it to the East Factory for sewing.

All the other mortuary shops were burning incense and lights, but Yang Jiu's side was dark.

Liu Rou's body was naturally distributed to Yang Jiu.

If you sew one more corpse, you will naturally get more rewards.

Pulling the iron ring, the guards came in and carried away Liu Rou's body.

[Sewing two corpses, reward the host Iron Clothes. 】

The iron cloth shirt is a good skill, and it is perfect for self-defense.

Practicing to the extreme, even swords and guns can't hurt a single bit.

Yang Jiu picked up the dagger, exercised his magical skills, and lightly stabbed the back of his left hand.

The sharp dagger sliced ​​across the skin without leaving any marks.

Clenching the dagger tightly and continuously increasing the strength is the same.

What I got from the system is already the iron cloth shirt magic skill that has been practiced to the realm.

Crowing.

Even if a corpse is brought in, there is no way to sew any more.

To sew up a corpse is not only to sew up the body, but also to sew up the soul, so the corpse can only be sewn up at night when the air is heavy.

Yang Jiu yawned and walked out of the corpse shop, and came to a noodle stall on the street by memory.

This noodle stall is run by a middle-aged woman. A bowl of noodles only costs three Wen, which is cheap and delicious.

A bowl of noodles with hot soup is enough to drive away the fatigue of the night.

It was just dawn, and there were not many people eating noodles, so Yang Jiu settled the bill and was going back to the mortuary shop to sleep.

When he passed the Yunyu Building, he stopped for a while, looking at those young girls who were all flamboyant and flirtatious, feeling a little greedy.

Touch the money bag, it's too deflated, come back after the money bag bulges.

On the bed in the body sewing shop, Yang Jiu slept until dark.

Wash your face with cold water, wake up, and put yourself into work in the best state.

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