My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 142 The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts

Guo Qiniang brought Bai Xiaopang, An Danwa and other disciples and grandchildren, and they also made preparations to go into the water.

"There must be something weird underwater, I'm afraid it's very dangerous, do you really want to go down?" Yang Jiu is very confident in his water quality, and has an indestructible body, so he is naturally fearless.

These guys went into the water, feeling that life and death can only be resigned to fate.

"Our water quality is not bad." Guo Qiniang laughed.

This has nothing to do with good water quality. No matter how good the water quality is, if you are entangled by water ghosts, you will drown.

Yang Jiu thought about it and said, "Well, I'll go down and have a look first."

The master insisted, and those who are apprentices and grandchildren naturally have to obey.

Li Xinghe ordered someone to fetch a strong long rope and tied Yang Jiu around his waist, so that they could pull Yang Jiu back in time if they were in danger.

From Li Xinghe's point of view, there is no need to go into the water.

If there were dozens of corpses missing, all the villagers in the snake-catching village would climb ashore.

At that time, there will be no corpses at the bottom of the river, so naturally nothing will happen, and there is no need to take risks at all.

Guo Qiniang tied the rope to Yang Jiu, and said in a low voice, "Master, you must be careful. If you are in danger, quickly pull the rope three times."

Yang Jiu nodded and jumped into the river.

The river water is warm, and I feel very comfortable after not entering the water for a long time.

Yang Jiu rushed straight to the bottom of the river.

The water was very deep, and the light at the bottom was extremely dim.

When approaching, Yang Jiu found the remaining villagers of Snake Catch Village.

Those villagers were all lying on their backs at the bottom of the river, with aquatic plants wrapped around their bodies, and their eyes were all wide open, green and swollen from the river water.

Yang Jiu approached one of the corpses, stretched out his hand to drink the snow knife and appeared in his palm, swiped it quickly, cut off the water plants, grabbed the corpse, and floated up quickly.

Everyone on the shore heaved a sigh of relief when their heads came out of the water.

Everyone helped to pull the body to the shore.

Yang Jiu didn't go ashore, and planned to continue diving into the water to retrieve the corpse.

With a big wave of Li Xinghe's hand, some soldiers with excellent water skills also went down to retrieve the corpses.

With the scorching sun in the sky, I don't believe that these corpses can still make a fuss.

Li Xinghe would definitely not let Guo Qiniang and other seamstresses risk their lives.

The bodies were all at the bottom of the river, and nothing else was unusual.

After Yang Jiu fished out another corpse, he went ashore to rest.

The recovered corpses lay in the sun and could move freely.

But when they voluntarily climbed ashore in the middle of the night, they would be like growing on the ground, unable to move without the corpse talisman.

The reason for this, Yang Jiu is at a loss.

The soldiers who were fishing for corpses at the bottom of the river suddenly pulled the ropes at the same time.

The rope swayed and rippled.

All the soldiers on the shore were shocked and hurriedly pulled the rope hard.

Unexpectedly, within a few pulls, the rope was already broken, and there was even blood at the break.

"Blood..." Guo Qiniang pointed to the river in horror.

Blood gushed up from the river, instantly dyeing the river red.

The shore was quiet.

"Brother Yang, this..." Li Xinghe was horrified.

Yang Jiu sighed, "We were careless."

The soldiers who fished up the corpses in the river may have been broken into pieces.

If their spirits come out to do evil, the corpse town will have a lot to do.

Yang Jiu had an extremely bad premonition, glanced at the corpses on the shore, and said, "Your Highness, these corpses must be burned."

"Burn, burn the corpse?" Li Xinghe's expression changed drastically.

According to the laws of Wei, burning a corpse is a felony.

If the corpses really cannot be burned, after those monks passed away, would their corpses have to be buried as well?

Are there still relics in this world?

Yang Jiu turned around and came to one side, showed the snow-drinking knife, and slashed open the head of a corpse.

Everyone was taken aback, thinking that Yang Jiu was crazy.

As soon as the corpse's head was split open, a blood-colored bug shot towards Yang Jiu's face like an arrow from the string.

The sword light reappears.

The worm was split in half immediately, and the blood flowed like a red mist.

An insect that is not as big as an apricot is actually filled with so much blood, it is really scary.

"Master, what is this?" Guo Qiniang felt like vomiting.

After the worm was split open, there was an unpleasant stench in the air.

Yang Jiu said: "If my guess is correct, there must be such insects in all the corpses, one in the head and one in the lower body, these two insects should be a male and a female..."

The female worm lives in the human brain and can drive the upper body of the corpse to crawl, while the male worm will follow closely with the lower body in order to follow the female worm.

This is why these corpses can crawl, and the body can match.

"Brother Yang, if that's the case, we just need to split the corpse and kill these bugs, there's no need..." Li Xinghe still felt that the corpse could not be burned.

Those bloodworms were kept in dead bodies, definitely not for fun.

Li Xinghe said it lightly, he split open the corpses and wiped out the bugs, who knew how many people would die by doing this.

There were not one or two corpses with bloodworms in them, but hundreds of them.

A tragedy has already occurred in the river, if you don't act quickly, I'm afraid the shore...

Li Xinghe immediately ordered: "Split the corpse and kill the poisonous insects."

All the soldiers drew their knives out of their sheaths, followed Yang Jiu's example, and chopped off their heads.

The blood worm flew out, they swung their knives hastily, but they failed to hit the blood worm.

"what……"

The howls continued one after another.

The bloodworm broke through the soldiers' heads and got in directly.

"Burn, burn them all..." Li Xinghe looked terrified and fled quickly.

In just an instant, dozens of soldiers died tragically under the blood worms.

Li Xinghe regretted that he killed so many elite soldiers just because he didn't listen to Yang Jiu's words.

All the soldiers picked up firewood, put the corpses on top of each other, and after lighting it, a raging fire rose.

The burnt smell spread out, choking everyone to cough again and again.

"Master, this is very similar to the Gu art in the Miaojiang area." Guo Qiniang's face turned pale.

Andanwa said: "In Sichuan and Shu, there are also people who raise Gu."

Yang Jiu frowned and remained silent.

The real culprit who killed the entire snake-catching village was the mourning man, but wasn't the mourning man refining puppets?
Are puppets refined and Gu worms raised at the same time?

It was not until evening that all the corpses were completely incinerated.

The bright red on the river surface was also taken away by the flowing river water, and the calmness of the past was restored.

Li Xinghe followed Yang Jiu's suggestion and set up defenses on both sides of the river bank.

The corpses at the bottom of the river may have mutated, and when they climbed up to the bank, there might be a fierce battle.

At this moment, on the cliff on the other side of the river, stood a strange man wearing a cloak and holding a spirit-calling flag.

The man was wearing a snow-white smiley mask, with a snorting sneer on his nose.

Look at that attire, it is the mourner who does all kinds of evil.

"Li Xinghe is really talented, he dared to burn the corpse." The mourner laughed endlessly.

Burning corpses is a moment of pleasure, but burning regrets heartbroken.

Li Xinghe should be aware of this, but he was just scared by a few blood worms, and immediately became chaotic.

It is said that King Qin is tough, but now it seems that he is just a soft-legged shrimp.

Usually at zero o'clock, the corpses at the bottom of the river will climb up to the bank.

But tonight was different. Before Haishi, there was a strange rumbling sound in the river, and one whirlpool after another appeared on the river surface.

The soldier standing at the front was very nervous, and the hand holding the knife was shaking.

On the other hand, the archer in the rear, with a concentrated expression, put the arrow on the string.

If you count the numbers, there should be forty or fifty villagers in the Snake Catch Village at the bottom of the river.

Li Xinghe brought thousands of elite soldiers.

Even so, Li Xinghe was also very nervous, with cold sweat on his palms and back.

clap clap...

Corpses jumped out of the river one after another, staggering towards this side.

Their severed waists are wrapped in water plants, which can barely guarantee that the upper body will not fall off.

Yang Jiu counted, and there were 49 corpses in total.

Looking at the way these corpses walked, it seemed that a gust of wind could blow them down.

But all the soldiers felt as if they were facing an enemy, and they were so nervous that they couldn't breathe well.

"Brother Yang, what should I do?" Li Xinghe's breathing was also very short.

Yang Jiu said: "Let's shoot the arrow."

"Yes, yes yes yes, release the arrow, quickly release the arrow..." On the battlefield, Li Xinghe had no fear, and single-handedly killed countless enemies.

But it was fighting against the living, so naturally there was no fear, but when dealing with the dead, his heart beat like a drum, and he was so scared that he wanted to call his mother.

The archers drew their bows and released arrows one after another, and the arrows came out like rain, swishing and piercing the bodies of dead bodies.

What made everyone's heartbeat stop suddenly was that even so, they couldn't stop those corpses from continuing to approach them.

"Yang Jiu, the old man would like to see, what will you do next?" The mourner standing on the high cliff said with contempt in his voice.

Raising Gu and making puppets actually have something in common, so Mourning Weng simply fused the two, and experimented with hundreds of villagers in Snake Catch Village, just to see what the power of the fusion would be.

At the beginning, the corpses that climbed ashore fell headlong on the river bank and never moved again.

The mourning man tried it himself, the Gu worm was still alive, but the corpse seemed to grow on the ground, making it difficult to move.

Experiments, there are always failures.

Even if it has failed a thousand times, maybe it will succeed the thousand and first time.

Persistence in everything is the most important thing, not afraid of failure, not afraid of setbacks, if you persevere, you will eventually succeed.

"Use a rocket." Yang Jiu reminded.

Li Xinghe woke up from his fear, and ordered: "Use the rocket."

The rockets shot out, hitting the bodies.

The clothes on the body were wet and could not be burned.

But when a corpse was filled with rockets, even though it failed to ignite the corpse, it made the Gu worms hiding in the corpse unable to sit still.

One after another, the corpses began to twist, fall to the ground, and roll over...

"A worm is a worm." The mourner saw it and shook his head slightly.

Insects are afraid of fire, and all kinds of animals are afraid of fire. In fact, people are also afraid of fire. It depends on whether the fire is fierce or not.

But the mourning man is not worried at all, the fire can deal with Gu insects, but it can't deal with puppets.

He lightly shook the soul-calling flag, and the corpses that fell on the ground all jumped up in an instant and ran forward.

"How, how could this happen?" Li Xinghe was dumbfounded, his legs trembling with fright.

Yang Jiu looked at it with cold eyes, and thought: "Puppet art, is it possible that sending the mourner is near here?"

He looked around and suddenly found a figure on the opposite cliff.

The figure stood under the moonlight, condescending, and the soul-calling banner fluttered in the night wind.

Yang Jiu retreated silently, then started lightness kung fu, and made a detour to the cliff on the other side.

"Brother Yang, this rocket doesn't work, so what...Brother Yang?" Li Xinghe said, turning his head to look, how could there be Yang Jiu by his side?
Without Yang Jiu, Li Xinghe could no longer calm down and wanted to retreat.

Bang bang bang.

All the corpses suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Li Xinghe was quite confused.

Yang Jiu, who had just chased to the opposite bank, saw the figure of the mourner disappear, so he stopped, turned around and saw the corpses fell down one after another.

The purpose of sending off the mourner has obviously been achieved.

Yang Jiu turned back again.

Li Xinghe was already making the soldiers prepare to burn those corpses. Hundreds of corpses were burned, and there would not be many dozens more.

Yang Jiu took out four medium-sized porcelain vases from the Nine Snakes Guidong Cave, opened the head and lower body of the corpse with a knife, and put the blood worms into the porcelain vases when the blood worms rushed towards him. Two mothers.

When I get back to Chang'an, take the time to study it carefully.

After burning the body, Li Xinghe dragged his exhausted body back to the state office, fell asleep when he entered the house.

That night, Li Xinghe slept very unsteadily, always haunted by nightmares.

Those burnt corpses all turned into evil spirits, and they wanted to ask Li Xinghe for an explanation with a sinister smile.

Yang Jiu didn't dream, and slept very soundly.

After all the weird corpses were taken care of, Yang Jiu decided to take another day off before heading back to Chang'an.

Just thinking about the beautiful corpse in the Xuanzi shop makes his heart itch.

"Brother Yang, you're here, why don't you stay for a few more days." Li Xinghe was really bored in Chengdu.

Chengdu City is by no means a small city, but compared with Chang'an, it really doesn't have much fun to find.

Hearing these words, Yang Jiu asked with a smile, "Could it be that the girls in Chengdu Yunyulou are really bad?"

"That's not true. I'm used to delicacies from mountains and seas. It's not bad to try home-cooked dishes once in a while." Li Xinghe smiled wretchedly.

Although Chengdu is small, there are still a lot of places to eat, drink and have fun, and Sichuan and Shu are outstanding people, and there are a lot of beautiful girls, which is exactly the fairyland that Li Xinghe dreamed of.

Seeing that Li Xinghe didn't seem to be interested, Yang Jiu asked again: "Your Highness, do you want a magic whip to help?"

"No, no, no." Li Xinghe waved his hands repeatedly.

The magical whip Yang Jiu concocted was good, but it was too powerful.

Stimulating for several days and sluggish for several months will cause a lot of damage to the body.

If a normal person comes to use two, it is really possible to die.

Li Xinghe knew he couldn't keep Yang Jiu, so he dragged Yang Jiu to have a drink, Fang Jue enjoyed himself to the fullest.

As night fell, Yang Jiu told all the seamstresses to go to bed early, so that they could leave early tomorrow.

……

On the streets of Chengdu late at night, there are no ghosts.

Occasionally there would be a drunken drunk throwing up against the wall, or standing in the middle of the street to urinate.

Even the sound of the watch will disappear instantly in this quiet night.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up.

The watchman, who was about to fall asleep, stared listlessly at the gong, and only he could hear the chanting in his mouth.

But when the wind blows, all the drowsiness disappears in an instant.

The wind became more and more violent, and it almost made him unable to open his eyes.

As a watchman, I immediately thought in my mind that the wind was blowing abnormally, there must be a demon.

He hurried to the side and hid behind a big tree, only then did he feel better.

"Woooooooo..."

"Ah ah ah..."

"Hee hee hee……"

……

All kinds of weird voices intertwined together, and the beater trembled all over, calling for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

Hearing those voices gradually fade away, he just had the courage to poke his head out to look, but when he saw it, he was so frightened that he scared the shit out of him, and ran away.

On the street ahead, there was a group of ghosts, all of them floated forward gently with their feet off the ground.

Those chaotic and weird sounds were made by this group of evil spirits.

……

Yang Jiu was still sleeping when she was woken up by a hasty knock on the door.

He jumped out of bed, opened the door, and Guo Qiniang was standing outside the door.

Seeing the genius Ma Maliang, Yang Jiu said dissatisfiedly: "Qiniang, I mean we have to leave early, but I didn't say to leave before dawn."

"Master, something happened." Guo Qiniang was terrified.

Uh……

Could it be the disaster caused by burning the corpse?

Yang Jiu went back to the room, put on her clothes, and followed Guo Qiniang to the lobby.

Li Xinghe paced back and forth, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

"Brother Yang, it's really over this time." Li Xinghe could imagine how the saint would be furious after learning about this.

Yang Jiu had already heard Guo Qiniang's general situation, and asked, "Is there really a ghost walking in the night?"

"I don't believe it either, but I saw it with my own eyes..." Li Xinghe thought of a way to fool the saint right now.

The watchman curled up in a corner on one side, shaking violently.

When Yang Jiu approached, he could smell a strange smell wafting from him.

"Did you really see it?" Yang Jiu asked.

The watchman nodded numbly.

After careful questioning, the watchman was able to briefly describe the clothes of the group of evil spirits.

It sounds like those evil spirits are really the villagers of Snake Catch Village.

The Great Wei court banned burning corpses. Is it because burning corpses will turn their souls into evil spirits?
However, there is another possibility, that is, the so-called Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts is actually the ghost of the mourning man.

It should be very easy for the mourner to confuse a beater.

Yang Jiu came in front of Li Xinghe and said: "Your Highness, don't panic, I'll stay for one more day, tonight I want to see if these hundred ghosts will come out to walk at night."

"Okay, then I'll bring more people..." Li Xinghe just thought about the scene that the watchman said, he would never dare to go out at night without bringing thousands of 800 people with him.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "There are too many people, but they dare not come out. I can do it alone."

In order to be safe, Yang Jiu decided to pretend to be a watchman.

"Master, can you play the watch?" Guo Qiniang asked with a smile.

Playing seems simple, but it is actually a technical job.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Your master, I am omnipotent."

Unexpectedly, the shifting technique rewarded by the system would come in handy one day.

After staying up late at night, Yang Jiu changed into the clothes of a beating man, held a copper gong in his hand, and tapped it lightly, looking good.

"Master, is it too dangerous for you to go alone?" Guo Qiniang was still worried.

She didn't learn a lot of sewing skills, so Yang Jiu couldn't just be eaten by ghosts.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "That guy is fine, what will happen to me?"

Even if the villagers of the Snake Catch Village really hold a ghostly night walk on the streets of Chengdu, it may be just going through the motions to scare night walkers.

Otherwise, the watchman would not be able to report to the police alive.

Calculating the exact time, Yang Jiu left the state government office and took to the streets. When the gong rang, all ghosts could not get close.

"It's dry, be careful with candles..."

"Close doors and windows, prevent theft and prevent dirt..."

Yang Jiu looked at the gong and walked around the streets.

The change of identity made him feel very funny.

In ancient times, watchmen played a great role.

The original purpose of watchmaking was to drive away dirt, and later it was added to tell the time, and later it could also deter thieves, and even served as a communication tool.

When someone in a family falls ill in the middle of the night and cannot find a doctor, they can ask a watchman to help.

According to the watchman, last night's Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts probably appeared at midnight.

It was still early in the morning, and Yang Jiu was walking around the area that the watchman was in charge of.

When it was nearly midnight, a dark wind suddenly blew.

This is exactly the same as what the watchman said.

The wind is even crazier.

Yang Jiu hurriedly found a place to hide.

"Hahaha……"

"Giggle..."

……

The ghostly cry that the watchman had mentioned also appeared immediately.

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