My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 161
The fortune teller was quickly knocked to the ground by the servants of the Su residence.

The guests were all discussing, this fortune teller came to Su Mansion to talk nonsense, could it be that he is tired of work?
vertical burial?

Su Yinyin suffered too many crimes during her lifetime, so she still has to stand after her death?

Although the coffin is buried vertically, the descendants will be blessed, but Su Yinyin is a big girl with yellow flowers, where will her descendants come from?

If he was buried according to what the fortune teller said, the Su family would definitely be in bad luck.

Su Qingcang came out quickly, waved his servant to let go of the fortune teller, and asked with a frown, "Why did you say that, sir?"

"I passed by here, and seeing the cloudy clouds and ghostly aura over your mansion, I know that there must be ghosts haunting your mansion..." The fortune teller pinched his fingers and said shaking his head.

Su Jinyun came out of the mourning hall, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, she was still beautiful and beautiful.

"You mean my aunt is an evil spirit?" Su Jinyun said angrily.

The fortune teller said: "The wronged soul I am talking about is not necessarily the dead."

Su Qingcang asked: "Mister, can you find out?"

"Well..." The fortune teller's meaning was very clear, that is, if he wanted to find this murderous soul, he had to do a fortune teller first.

All the guests could see that this guy was here to scam money.

Su Qingcang felt that it was all right to make a calculation.

After saying goodbye to Su Yinyin last night, they were actually not too sad about the funeral.

It has been more than 20 years since Su Yinyin died. At that time, Su Qingcang hadn't married a wife, and Su Jinyun didn't know where she was.

"Master Su, this hexagram can only be calculated after dark." said the fortune teller.

There are still a few hours before dark, after the vigil tonight, Su Yinyin will be buried tomorrow.

Su Qingcang clasped his fists and said, "Then please go have tea first, sir."

The servant took the fortune teller to another courtyard.

The guests' attitude towards Su Qingcang was very puzzling, but thinking about it from another angle, if this matter happened to them, they might also choose to let the fortune teller figure it out.

Even if the fortune teller is talking nonsense, at least it can give them a psychological comfort, right?

Yang Jiu was about to leave, but upon learning of this, under the leadership of Su Jinyun, he came to the yard where the fortune teller was resting.

In front of the fortune teller, there are delicacies from mountains and seas, with his sleeves rolled up, and his mouth is full of oil.

"What a coincidence." Yang Jiu went to sit opposite the fortune teller.

The fortune teller looked up and saw that it was Yang Jiu, his face twitched.

Yang Jiu grabbed the last chicken leg on the plate, took a bite, and praised: "The chef in Su's residence is really good."

"Your Excellency, do you want to do a fortune telling?" The fortune teller wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Alright."

The fortune teller closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

Su Jinyun stood aside, watching curiously.

She also had a fortune teller with a fortune teller on the street before, but of course it wasn't this fortune teller.

The fortune teller said that she would get what she wanted and have a fulfilled life.

In a few days, Yang Jiu will marry Gan Sisi, can she really get what she wants?
Even if she was willing to be a concubine, Yang Jiu might not want to.

There is also that Gan Sisi, who looks very gentle, but is actually very strong, and definitely does not want to share Yang Jiu with other women.

Therefore, if the fortune-teller's words are good, take them for fun, and if they are bad, don't take them too seriously.

"There is a turning point." The fortune teller suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jiu in shock.

Yang Jiu let out an "oh" and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg.

"This turnaround came inexplicably, it shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be, what's going on?" The fortune teller closed his eyes again, twitched his fingers quickly, and kept shaking his head.

Yang Jiu grabbed the fortune teller's hand suddenly, and said with a smile: "If you can't figure it out, don't forget it. Some things are destined by the sky. As long as people have the heart, they can change the will of heaven, can't they?"

"That makes sense." The fortune teller sighed.

Yang Jiu said: "So let's talk about the ghosts of the Su family."

"Declaration in advance, I'm not here to cheat food and drink, but rely on my ability to get food." The fortune teller raised his hand, and the conscience of heaven and earth can testify for him.

Yang Jiu nodded, expressing his belief, and asked, "What's your name, sir?"

"I have no name and no surname, and I have traveled the world, and got the nickname of 'Death Fairy'." The fortune-teller was very satisfied with this nickname.

Su Jinyun was startled and said, "Are you a dead immortal?"

She has heard of this name before, it is very famous in Jianghu, it is said that it is accurate in everything, it is like a living god.

"It's all absurd praise from people in the Jianghu. In fact, I don't have such great skills. How can I be considered a dead fairy?" Said the dead fairy with a smile.

"Sir, then this wronged soul..." Su Jinyun's favorability towards Immortal Suansi gradually increased.

The immortal said: "You will see when it gets dark."

Yang Jiu decided to stay, and wanted to see what the hell this guy could do at night.

But counting the turning point that Shixian said, Yang Jiu knew what it was, thinking that this guy might really have some skills.

This world is so weird that it cannot be judged by common sense.

He can see the existence of spirits, and dead bodies can turn into zombies. It is not surprising that the fortune teller is accurate.

After dinner in the evening, the Immortal of Death began to fortune-tell Su Qingcang.

The Immortal of Death gave Su Qingcang six copper coins, and Su Qingcang threw it on the table casually.

Three were very close together, two were piled on top of each other, and the other rolled into the distance.

"This is the only way to survive." Said Immortal Counting Death, pointing to the copper coins that rolled out alone.

Su Qingcang said: "Sir, can you elaborate?"

"It's raining heavily and snowing all over the sky. Passers-by on the road are bitter and cold. It takes a lot of effort to drag mud and water, and it's unsatisfactory and impatient." Immortal Suansi frowned tightly as he looked at the hexagram.

Su Jinyun couldn't help but said, "I don't understand even more."

But Su Qingcang knows these charlatans, and they like to show off, say something you don't understand, and only then can they fool you around and make you willingly hand out money.

The Immortal Counting Death sighed: "Lord Su, although there is a way of life, it is very far away. At first I thought that burying the dead upright would keep you safe, but now it seems that there is only..."

When it comes to the key points, it is natural to have to wait for the host to ask actively, so that the profundity can be displayed.

"Sir, please speak frankly." Su Qingcang clasped his fists and said.

The immortal said: "Burning the corpse will solve this disaster."

Burning a corpse privately is a felony.

Su Qingcang, as the commander of Jinyiwei, is even more guilty.

Seeing that Su Qingcang frowned and said nothing, he sighed as if he was dead: "Master Su, the dead are gone, you should consider the living, this is the only solution, please make a decision early, if after tonight, Even burning the corpse won't help."

Su Yinyin's body has just been sewn up, and her soul has already gone to the Underworld. How difficult is it to bury her whole body?
"I said Great Immortal, can't you get rid of that wronged soul?" Yang Jiu couldn't listen anymore.

Immortal Suansi stammered and said: "This, this, this... Of course it's okay, but this wronged soul has a lot of resentment, who can seal it?"

"Father, the Lord of the Corpse Department should be able to do it?" Su Jinyun said in a low voice.

Su Qingcang didn't really want to deal with the people in the corpse town, but the lives of the whole family were at stake, so he had to have the cheek to invite them if he didn't want to.

Su Qingcang immediately wrote a letter and sent someone to the town corpse department, asking Shi Xiongxiong to send someone to catch ghosts.

"Daxian, where is this wronged soul?" Yang Jiu asked.

Immortal Counting Death pinched his finger and said: "I can only calculate that it is in the northwest direction, but the Su Mansion is so big, it might not be easy to find him."

Moreover, even if they knew where the wronged soul was hiding, they would not be able to see it.

It is too risky to exterminate the wronged souls, even if the death fairy thinks it should be safe, report to the saint, and burn the body.

When it was close to Haishi, a strong wind suddenly blew up.

Although it is autumn, the recent temperature is comparable to summer.

But this gust of wind came suddenly, and it carried the bone-eating cold.

"It's over, it's over, the ghost already knows that you want to get rid of him..." Immortal Suan Shi's face changed drastically.

Yang Jiu looked around, and saw a large number of ghost arresting talismans in the Nine Snakes Returning Cave, ready to move.

The cold wind passed by, and everyone was shivering from the cold.

"Master, the lord of the Corpse Division has arrived." A servant came to report.

Su Qingcang said: "Go and invite people here."

Yang Jiu was quite surprised to see the people sent by the Corpse Zhensi.

That person was actually Feng Bao.

When I went to the town's corpse department to hold a corpse sewing meeting, this Feng Bao was a corpse stitcher.

Although the corpse stitchers of the Corpse Suppression Department can also suppress corpse ghosts, their level is definitely not comparable to that of the Ming and Dark Guards.

When Shi Xiongxiong sent Feng Bao here, it was clear that it was just perfunctory.

Where did the ghost come from in the Su residence?
If there was, then the people in the Su Mansion would have been finished long ago.

"Feng Bao, the cadaver of Xiaguan Town, pays his respects to Mr. Su." Feng Bao bowed his fists.

Stitcher?
Su Qingcang's expression changed slightly, and he said, "I'm asking Master Shi."

"A large corpse appeared outside the city, and our lord has led people to rush there." Feng Bao explained.

Why don't you come if you don't want to, why tell such a lie?
Su Qingcang smiled and said, "Then there will be Mr. Lao Feng."

"Where is the evil spirit?" Feng Bao nodded and asked in a low voice.

Everyone looked at him blankly.

Su Qingcang invited the experts from the corpse department to find and get rid of the evil spirits, why would he ask them where the evil spirits are?

At this moment, he represents the face of Zhenshisi, and Feng Bao knows that he can never admit that he knows nothing.

"Master, it's not good, my aunt crawled out of the coffin..." A servant suddenly ran over in a panic.

Su Yinyin climbed out of the coffin?

Su Yinyin's body has been sewn up, the possibility of fraudulent corpse is very low.

Moreover, Su Yinyin's soul has long since left, and she has no possibility of controlling her physical body.

Then, there is only one possibility left, which is that the evil spirit dormant in the Su residence did it.

Feng Bao's face was a little green when he heard it, but he had already come, so he naturally gritted his teeth.

When everyone came to the mourning hall, they saw that the coffin was empty, and Su Yinyin's body was gone.

Su Qingcang was so angry that his face turned green, and he ordered all the servants to look for him.

"Master Feng, can't you do something?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.

Feng Bao had seen Yang Jiu a long time ago, but he was too lazy to say hello. He lost to Yang Jiu at the corpse sewing meeting, but was scolded bloody by Shi Xiongxiong.

But he was still very convinced in his heart, Yang Jiu's level of sewing corpses was indeed far above him.

Feng Bao showed the corpse-suppressing charm specially used by the corpse-suppressing department, and said coldly: "Master Yang, as long as the corpse is found, I will definitely take it in, don't be afraid."

Su Qingcang frowned slightly, what's the rivalry between these two?

"Master, I found my aunt." The servant came to report quickly.

Su Yinyin who climbed out of the coffin came to a private courtyard in the inner courtyard.

When Su Qingcang came here, he was puzzled.

The owner of this small courtyard is Su Yinyin.

The vegetation and furniture inside were all selected and built by Su Yinyin herself.

It's been more than 20 years since she passed away, and everything here remains the same.

It can't be said to be the same, after all, the plum tree in the yard has grown from a small sapling to a strong old tree.

Pushing open the courtyard door, I saw Su Yinyin standing under the plum tree, with her back to the courtyard door, looking up at the crown of the tree.

"Yinyin?" Su Qingcang walked into the yard and called softly.

Su Yinyin did not respond.

"Father, she's not an aunt..." Su Jinyun tremblingly said.

Feng Bao walked past Su Qingcang and said, "Master Su, stand back, please leave professional matters to professional people."

Su Qingcang nodded and retreated to the door.

Yang Jiu squeezed in and stood beside Su Jinyun.

Su Jinyun turned her head and took a look, feeling more at ease in her heart, feeling that Yang Jiu was there, no matter how powerful the evil spirit was, don't even try to hurt her.

Feng Bao approached Su Yinyin step by step, holding the corpse suppressing talisman with both hands.

This was the first time he suppressed corpses alone, and he was nervous and excited at the same time.

After approaching, seeing that Su Yinyin didn't respond, he quickly made a move, swooped down, and stuck the two corpse-repelling charms on Su Yinyin's back at the same time.

Unexpectedly, Su Yinyin didn't respond, she didn't even turn her head.

Feng Bao was shocked, but there is no one who is not afraid of the corpse-suppressing talisman for all corpses that have changed.

As the wind blew, the two corpse-suppressing charms fell directly.

Feng Bao bent down to pick it up, thinking it shouldn't be like this.

"Master Feng, be careful." Hearing Yang Jiu's shout, Feng Bao looked up, and a face dripping with blood almost touched his face.

Feng Bao rolled his eyes, but didn't let out a miserable howl, and was already fainted by fright.

"Great Immortal, quickly think of a way." Su Jinyun turned around and urged the Immortal to be dead.

The dead face was ashen ashes, and he murmured: "I'm just a fortune teller."

He is good at fortune-telling, but he really doesn't know anything about ghost township.

Yang Jiu discovered that the evil spirit was manipulating Su Yinyin's body, so Feng Bao couldn't hurt the evil spirit with the corpse-suppressing talisman.

To deal with this thing, you have to use the ghost talisman.

Yang Jiu walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "If you have any request, you can ask for it. What kind of skill is it to hold a dead body hostage like this?"

"Brother Yang, don't go over..." Su Jinyun was worried.

The immortal said: "This guy's fate is hard, ordinary evil spirits can't do anything to him."

Su Yinyin's face was covered in blood, and she looked extremely hideous.

Feng Bao, as the corpse stitcher of the town's corpse department, would be stunned by such a face, he is far less timid than Orange Cat.

The orange cat dared to bring disaster to the little bitch, but Feng Bao certainly wouldn't.

After approaching, Yang Jiu didn't act immediately, but persuaded: "If you have any grievances, you can tell us. I believe Master Su will uphold justice for you."

The blood on Su Yinyin's face suddenly decreased.

But the ones that were left, made her face still look horrible.

"Of course, if you insist on getting rough, we're not afraid." Yang Jiu said and took a few steps forward, only a few steps away from Su Yinyin's body.

The blood on Su Yinyin's face has been decreasing.

"If I leave her body, how can I talk to you?" A cold female voice floated from Su Yinyin's body, but this voice was definitely not Su Yinyin's.

Yang Jiu said: "Don't worry, I can see you."

The evil spirit stayed in Su Yinyin's body, watching Yang Jiu quietly, she could feel the danger of Yang Jiu.

If you resist, let alone redress your injustice, you may be beaten to death in an instant.

She manipulated Su Yinyin's body to lie on the ground slowly, and then stood up.

She was wearing tattered white clothes with bloodstains all over her chest and back, her hair was loose and her face was covered with bloodstains.

But her eyes were full of fear.

She took two steps forward, leaving Su Yinyin's body directly, and asked, "Can you still see me?"

"Walk over there, I'll ask them to send Su Yinyin's body back." Yang Jiu nodded.

Two servants of the Su family came over tremblingly, picked up Su Yinyin's body and ran away.

"Second Niang?" Su Qingcang heard the voice of the female evil spirit just now, and felt that the voice was very familiar. After thinking for a while, he finally got an idea.

The evil spirit nodded and said, "It's me."

But Su Qingcang couldn't hear her speaking at the moment.

Yang Jiu felt that there must be a scandal, so she waved Su Qingcang over and touched Su Qingcang on his forehead.

Seeing the appearance of the female evil spirit clearly, Su Qingcang knelt down and said, "Er Niang, is it really you?"

"Xiao Cang, I have been watching you all these years, watching you grow up, watching you get married, watching you become a father, watching you grow old..." The female evil spirit stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Su Qing. pale cheeks.

When she was about to touch it, she retracted her hand again.

"Er Niang, what happened to me when I was young?" Su Qingcang asked sadly.

The female evil spirit lightly smiled and said: "Xiao Cang, I, Cheng Mengmeng, have not sorry for your father, nor for the Su family..."

Just because she said a few more words to a servant, Su Qingcang's mother framed her, saying that she had an affair with that servant.

The servant was beaten to death on the spot, and she was also locked up.

But later, Su Qingcang's mother still didn't let her go, and asked her servants to control her, cut off her face, and buried her body in the garden.

The reason why Su Qingcang's parents died early was thanks to Cheng Mengmeng.

Cheng Mengmeng said this generously without feeling guilty at all.

After learning the truth, Su Qingcang found it hard to believe that his mother would do such a thing.

Although father often slept in Erniang's room after marrying Erniang, how could such a kind and gentle person like Niang do such cruel things?
Arriving at the place Cheng Mengmeng mentioned, a pair of skeletons were soon dug up.

Looking at the structure of the skeleton, it was indeed a female corpse.

"Xiao Cang, I haven't hurt anyone these years, let alone you, but recently I always feel that someone wants to catch me..." Cheng Mengmeng's voice was trembling.

She was very scared, and wanted to leave Su's residence, but she couldn't.

Just when Su Yinyin's body appeared, she wanted to use Su Yinyin's body to tell Su Qingcang the truth about that year, so that Su Qingcang would let her out of the house.

Yang Jiu didn't want to meddle in the old affairs of the Su Mansion, but when he heard what Cheng Mengmeng said, he couldn't help but ask, "Someone wants to arrest you?"

"I don't know who this person is. I always feel that someone is spying on me..." Cheng Mengmeng's fear was definitely not feigned.

Su Qingcang turned to look at Yang Jiu, cupped his fists and said, "Master Yang, Erniang's body was damaged during her lifetime, so she couldn't go to the underworld. I wonder if you can sew her up?"

"Father, don't embarrass Brother Yang, how do you sew the bones?" Su Jinyun's face was full of anger.

Yang Jiu looked at the bones on the ground, and after a while, raised her head and asked, "Auntie, do you want to continue to be a lonely ghost, or go to the underworld to reincarnate?"

"Naturally, it's reincarnation." Cheng Mengmeng is too aware of the pain of being a lonely ghost.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "If that's the case, leave your body to me."

After sewing, Cheng Mengmeng was able to leave safely.

Su Qingcang immediately ordered someone to send the bones to the empty house, and asked Yang Jiu to sew the corpse.

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