My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 115 Regret Medicine

The snow-drinking knife pierces the hammer.

The tip of the knife pierced the leading Arhat's scalp, and cut the head of the leading Arhat like a watermelon.

Blood entered the knife, and the blade was as red as blood.

Yang Jiu quickly pulled out the snow-drinking knife, turned to look at the eight people who were besieging Gan Sisi.

The leading Arhat fell slowly behind him, and the hammer fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"Big brother..."

The remaining eight arhats were anxious and shocked when they saw the boss was killed.

Their boss has a full sixty years of skill, and is a well-known figure in the Jianghu. It was only after serving Murong Ba that he hid his real identity and formed the Eighteen Arhats with them.

Gan Sisi took the opportunity to withdraw, moved her feet, and turned to Yang Jiu.

She was stabbed in the left arm, blood was flowing.

"Anyone who dares to hurt me will die." Yang Jiu leaped forward, his body like a whirlwind, and the snow-drinking knife burst into blood, sweeping away the remaining eight arhats in an instant.

The wind stopped.

The blood did not fall.

The eight arhats all clutched their throats and fell to the ground slowly.

Yang Jiu had already put away the snow-drinking knife, walked over quickly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Gan Sisi smiled and shook her head, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

If she hadn't met Yang Jiu, she might have died a long time ago, even if she died, the body would be humiliated.

The most difficult thing in fighting with swords is meeting the right person.

Noisy footsteps suddenly came from one side.

Li Xinghe hurried over with a large group of people.

Seeing the corpses all over the floor, Li Xinghe couldn't help being stunned.

Knowing that Yang Jiu was attacked, he immediately brought people to help him. He never thought that all the powerful enemies had already died on the street.

"Brother Yang, are you not injured?" Li Xinghe came back to his senses and looked at Yang Jiu with adoration.

The enemy who can sneak into Mianzhou City is definitely a top expert.

Eighteen top experts couldn't do anything to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu's kung fu is really enviable.

Yang Jiu shook her head, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, I'm sorry to cause trouble to the corpse stitcher again."

"Brother Yang, can't you just sew it yourself?" Li Xinghe laughed, and ordered people to carry the body to the state office.

Among the eighteen corpses, Yang Jiu only wanted to sew up the lead Arhat.

Lantern Festival, suitable for dating.

"Your Highness, Lord Yang, something has happened." A servant from the prefecture's office rushed over.

One of the corpse sewers who were sewing corpses in the backyard of the state government office died, and the remaining two were also foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

When Li Xinghe heard this, his face became serious, he didn't expect that sewing a corpse is really dangerous.

Back in the backyard of the state government office, the two corpse seamers who were still alive were lying in the yard, still foaming from their mouths.

The dead body-sewer still stayed in the house because no one dared to go in and carry him out.

Yang Jiu felt the pulse of the two corpse stitchers in the courtyard, frowned and said, "It's corpse poison."

"Brother Yang, is it possible to solve it?" Li Xinghe asked.

Yang Jiu said: "Your Majesty, please send someone to find some glutinous rice."

Li Xinghe immediately sent someone to do it.

Yang Jiu entered the room, took out the magic pen and yellow paper, and quickly drew two talismans.

The yamen quickly brought the glutinous rice, and when they saw Yang Jiu sprinkle a large amount of glutinous rice on the two corpse seamers, they all watched with wide eyes.

Yang Jiu rolled up some glutinous rice with a magic talisman, stuffed it into the mouths of the two, and sent it into their stomachs with internal force.

The two half-dead corpse seamers stood up at the same time, baring their teeth and claws, screaming.

The yamen servants were terrified and retreated one after another.

After a long while, black smoke spewed out of the two people's mouths, choking them to the ground in a hurry, but they spit out a large amount of black filth, which was extremely stinky.

It will be fine if you spit it out, Yang Jiu sighed and said, "Send them to rest."

In the rooms chosen by the three corpse sewers, only the last corpse remained unsewn.

The corpse stitcher who died was from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and he was very unlucky.

The corpse smashed his head through the mouth.

Yang Jiu remembered that this person seemed to be called Mao Zengyi. Since he was an expert sent by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he said it was a strange corpse with long seams. When he first met him, he was very arrogant. How could he be easily crushed to death by the corpse?
Yang Jiu closed the door and pulled the corpse's right fist out of Mao Zenyi's head.

After moving Mao Zengyi to the empty table next to him, Yang Jiu lighted the incense, pasted a corpse-suppressing talisman on the forehead of the strange corpse, and began to sew the corpse.

This corpse-suppressing talisman is very practical, corpses that are not honest and not strong enough will be crushed to death by the corpse-suppressing talisman.

It seems that I will draw more corpse-preventing charms later, and distribute them to the corpse stitchers, and paste them before sewing the corpse, which is safe and easy.

The corpse was not a soldier, but a strong man with a knife in the neck.

When sewing up the corpse, his right fist was clenched tightly, and his body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to hit Yang Jiu with his fist.

But the corpse suppressing talisman crushed him to death.

After the wound was stitched, his clenched fist opened.

"Book of Life and Death" now.

The name of this strong man was Ding Daxi, and he was a woodcutter who made a living by chopping firewood.

Nearly [-] years old, just begged for a daughter-in-law.

Although the daughter-in-law is not beautiful, she is gentle and capable, and has a busy life.

Six months after the marriage, the daughter-in-law became pregnant. Ding Daxi happily took over all the household chores, and worked even harder to chop firewood to make money.

After Murong Ba's rebellion, Ding Daxi hated it very much and wished he could chop off Murong Ba's head with one knife.

Although life is hard, it is not impossible.

Even after the successful rebellion, life could really improve, but this improvement was bought with the blood of countless people.

Moreover, the rebellion is not necessarily successful.

After Murong Ba captured Mianzhou City, Ding Daxi didn't dare to enter the city to sell firewood, just because a strong man like him would definitely be arrested and served as a soldier.

As the days passed, the rice vat at home gradually bottomed out.

Instead, there is a lot of firewood piled up in the yard.

But this thing can't be eaten. If you don't sell it, your wife and children will starve.

Ding Daxi had no choice but to pick up firewood and enter Mianzhou City.

Unexpectedly, everything went surprisingly smoothly, entered the city smoothly, and sold the firewood smoothly, and the price was not bad.

He bought rice, fish, and a cheap hairpin for his wife, and went out of the city happily.

When leaving the city, he was stopped by Murong Ba's soldiers.

They carefully looked at his physique and thought he was very suitable for fighting, so they immediately took him to lead the army uniform and weapons.

Ding Daxi was anxious and angry, he pushed away the two soldiers in front of him, and rushed out of the city like crazy.

When the guards outside the city heard the movement, they drew out their knives one after another.

Ding Daxi rushed forward desperately, and a guard quickly swung his saber.

Blood splattered.

One kill.

The moment he was stabbed, Ding Daxi was full of despair, and he was very unwilling to think of his wife and children who were still waiting at home.

No matter how unwilling you are, you can't stop the passing of life.

There are too many people who end up in a more tragic end than Ding Daxi. If the world doesn't change, tragedies will continue to happen.

But Murong Ba is definitely not a Mingjun who can change the dynasty and lead the people to live a better life.

[Sew 73 corpses, reward the host with regret medicine. 】

Regret medicine?
Is there really any medicine for regret in this world?

Looking carefully at the description, the so-called regret medicine is more like a high-tech product in a science fiction movie that can wantonly erase people's memories.

Erase all of a person's memories, no matter whether it is happy or sad, leaving nothing behind, can it eliminate the pain caused by regret.

Yang Jiu lit incense again and began to sew Mao Zengyi's body.

Mao Zengyi's lip was torn on both sides, and there was a hole in the back of his head.

It looked really miserable, but actually it only took a dozen stitches to sew it up.

After a while, the "Book of Life and Death" began to record Mao Zengyi's life.

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