My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 162

Yang Jiu went into the house to sew the corpse.

Everyone stayed outside.

Cheng Mengmeng's spirit followed into the room, looked at his scattered bones, and asked, "How do you sew this?"

"Don't worry, it's not difficult for a corpse stitcher." Yang Jiu was already a little bit incensed when he said that.

Yang Jiuyi stretched out his hand, took out the ghost paper from the Nine Snakes Return Cave, and quickly tied a paper figurine.

After lighting up the paper figurine, he ordered the paper figurine to lie down on the bone.

Seeing the somewhat messy bones being absorbed by the paper figurines one after another, Cheng Mengmeng covered her mouth in surprise.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Look, it's still easy to sew."

"Is that all right?" Cheng Mengmeng's face was still bleeding.

Yang Jiu took out the magic brush, swished a few strokes, and painted the face of the paper figurine into that of Cheng Mengmeng.

The blood on Cheng Mengmeng's face and clothes all disappeared.

"Book of Life and Death" appeared and began to record Cheng Mengmeng's life.

Cheng Mengmeng was born in a wealthy family, but because her mother was a concubine, she was often bullied as a concubine.

Mother is an optimistic woman, always smiling and persuading her that when she gets married in the future, she will be able to live a good life.

How could the son of a rich family fall in love with a concubine?
After weighing it all, Cheng Mengmeng chose to be the second roommate of the Su family.

After getting married, the head of the Su family often stayed in her room overnight.

Those days were undoubtedly the happiest in her life.

Even if her stomach didn't move for a long time, the Patriarch didn't dislike her, and still regarded her as a treasure in his palm.

This day, she went to the Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha together as usual, after washing.

When passing the yard, I saw a servant accidentally hurt himself.

She walked over, asked a few words of concern, and told the servant to go to the doctor for a bandage.

It was this matter that made Dafang's sister, Su Qingcang's own mother, catch her and make a fuss about it.

Seeing that servant being beaten to death, Cheng Mengmeng was greatly stimulated and became a little crazy.

If she hadn't talked too much, that servant wouldn't have died.

Fortunately, the head of the family remembered the old relationship and did not intend to drive her out of the house.

She believed that in time, she would definitely be able to return to the embrace of the Patriarch.

But Su Qingcang's mother didn't give her this chance.

Su Qingcang's mother broke into her room with her servants, tied her up tightly, and cut her face and body with a short knife.

It didn't take long for Cheng Mengmeng to die.

Looking at Cheng Mengmeng's life, one can know that what Cheng Mengmeng said is indeed the truth.

It is a miracle that Su Qingcang's mother is more poisonous than snakes and scorpions, but she can give birth to a son like Su Qingcang.

[Sewing 120 corpses, rewarding the heart of the host Bodhisattva. 】

This bodhisattva's heart is a elixir, after taking it, no matter how evil people are, they will become like a bodhisattva, loving all living beings.

"I feel it, I can go on the road." Cheng Mengmeng looked excited.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "Do you want to say goodbye to Mr. Su?"

Cheng Mengmeng nodded.

These years, she didn't feel much resentment, but she figured it out, and she was able to understand Dafang's sister's actions back then.

Back then, she was all blamed for being too young and shouldn't have been dominating the Patriarch.

The elder sister of Dafang was still young at the time, and she was always left alone in the empty room, so how could she not be lonely or resentful?
Yang Jiu pushed the door out and said, "Lord Su, the body has been sewn up."

Cheng Mengmeng came out after her, the bloodstains disappeared, and she regained her former beauty.

"Xiao Cang, Erniang should go." Cheng Mengmeng said with a smile.

Su Qingcang said: "Second Niang, what happened back then, I actually..."

"It's all over." Cheng Mengmeng smiled.

Su Qingcang sighed: "Yes, it's all over."

After saying goodbye, Cheng Mengmeng disappeared and left.

The Merit Book then appeared:
The host helped Cheng Mengmeng fulfill his last wish and gained ten points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are 970.

"Master Yang, I don't even know how to repay your kindness." Su Qingcang said from the bottom of his heart.

Both Su Yinyin and Cheng Mengmeng are very important relatives of Su Qingcang.

Now their souls can leave without regret, which is a very good result.

Even if he betrothed his beloved daughter to Yang Jiu, he could not repay this kindness.

Besides, if Yang Jiu is really willing to marry Su Jinyun, it will be Su Jinyun's wish, so what kind of repayment is it?

Yang Jiu clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Su, you are welcome. I am a corpse stitcher. It is my duty to stitch corpses. No thanks."

Su Qingcang invited Yang Jiu and the others to have tea in the side hall, and he ordered his servants to buy another high-quality coffin, and Cheng Mengmeng and Su Yinyin will be buried together tomorrow.

When he came to the side hall, Yang Jiu looked at the Immortal Counting Death with a smile, and asked, "Great Immortal, is the catastrophe of the Su Mansion over?"

"I know what you want to say." Even the Immortal of Death did not expect that the evil spirit that clouded Su's residence was actually a kind evil spirit.

Of course, he never expected that Yang Jiu, a corpse stitcher, would be so capable.

Yang Jiu suppressed her smile and said, "However, I don't think the catastrophe of the Su Mansion is over yet, it may have just begun."

The Immortal of Death pinched his fingers and counted again, his face became more and more gloomy.

As Yang Jiu said, the wronged soul has rested in peace, but why hasn't this catastrophe dissipated?

Could it be that there are other wronged souls in Su's mansion?
What Yang Jiu cared about was what Cheng Mengmeng said, and he had the strength to want to catch her.

This power must be evil, but where does it come from?

While the two were talking, Feng Bao, who was sleeping on one side, finally woke up.

"What happened?" Feng Bao rubbed his aching head, not remembering what he had just experienced for a moment.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Master Feng fainted from the corpse."

Having said that, Feng Baoquan remembered.

As a corpse stitcher of the town's corpse department, he would be stunned by the corpse, and no one would believe him when he said it.

"Master Feng, don't worry, we won't talk about this matter." Yang Jiu held the wine bowl and toasted Feng Bao from the air.

Feng Bao hurried over, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it down, put the wine bowl back on the table, and said repeatedly: "Master Yang is righteous, I am grateful, I am grateful..."

After speaking, Feng Bao left on his own.

Yang Jiu picked up another bowl of wine, and said to the Immortal Counting Death: "Immortal, you really have some skills, you might as well stay in Su's mansion and see if there are other evil forces in this mansion."

"That's exactly what I thought." Su Qingcang decided to stay as a dead immortal, so as to be prepared.

Hearing that Su Qingcang promised to give a large amount of gold and silver, the Immortal of Death reluctantly agreed.

After having a drink in Su's residence for a while, Yang Jiu bid farewell and left.

When he went outside and was blown by the night wind, he became sober all of a sudden.

When he returned to the sewing shop, he saw Gan Sisi sitting at the door, staring at the stars sullenly.

"Ninth brother, you went to see Su Jinyun again?" Gan Sisi pouted, very dissatisfied.

Yang Jiu likes to see Gan Sisi jealous.

She was originally a captivating little fairy, but when she became jealous, her appearance became even more playful and cute.

After telling what happened, Gan Sisi opened her mouth wide again, sympathizing with Su Jinyun very much.

Unexpectedly, there are so many unknown secrets in the Su residence.

In fact, among those big families, which one is not like this?
Relatively speaking, the Su Mansion is relatively good.

Gan Sisi entered the body sewing shop, lit the candles, and watched carefully.

Yang Jiu leaned against the door and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Brother Jiu, the steamed stuffed bun shop is my home, and the corpse sewing shop is your home, and you're not married, shouldn't this bridal chamber be arranged here?" Gan Sisi turned around slowly, looking at Yang Jiu with a blushing face.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "You don't think it's bad luck?"

What is the corpse shop? Normal people pass by here, they always walk on the other side of the street, but passing by the door of the corpse shop feels unlucky.

"It's very good. We have a lot of memories here. That's it. Go to bed first. I'll clean it up tomorrow." Gan Sisi was waiting at the door, just to tell Yang Jiu about it.

If they get married at Baozipu, the people who are owed will definitely laugh at Yang Jiu.

It doesn't matter to Yang Jiu, even if there is no one in the wild, she can still have a baby, right?
Gan Sisi deserves to be a person in the Jianghu, with no taboos.

After Yang Jiu woke up the next day, Gan Sisi took the bought things to the body sewing shop.

Yang Jiu sat at the door, watching Gan Sisi busy while eating meat buns.

Gan Sisi's complexion was a little pale, and her hands and feet were obviously not very agile when she was working.

After eating the buns, Yang Jiu walked into the room and grabbed her hand.

Pulse disorder.

Eating two snow wolf hearts can't cure the heart disease?
As the third master said, Gan Sisi's fate of the lonely star of the evil spirit needs Yang Jiu's resurgence to suppress it with the help of her life, so as to completely cure her heart disease.

It's just that Yang Jiu doesn't really believe in this statement. He has to take medicine when he's sick, and being superstitious is bad.

"I'll do the heavy work." Yang Jiu didn't say anything, and helped carry the heavy objects.

Although the mortuary shop is not big, it is not too small, but the things are arranged in a mess.

A little tidying up can free up a lot of space.

Gan Sisi did this because she wanted to change to a slightly bigger bed.

The cold couch is really too narrow, if two people squeeze on it for a long time, will they both have lumbar disc herniation?
As for other decorations, just hang some red silk and paste some happy characters, that's all.

Seeing the three guillotines under the bed, Gan Sisi didn't think too much about them, thinking they were originally placed in the corpse sewing shop.

Some useless sundries, such as broken pots, rotten stools, etc., were all discarded.

If Yang Jiu likes these, he can buy new ones.

However, when cleaning the corner on one side, Gan Sisi found a hidden compartment, and after opening it, it was actually filled with silver.

"Ninth brother, do you still know how to hide money secretly?" Gan Sisi covered her mouth and sniggered.

Yang Jiu said contemptuously: "I still need to hide my private money?"

Basically, they are all scraps of silver, and the largest silver ingots are only five taels.

Apparently, this was money hidden by the mortician who had stayed at No. [-] mortician before.

At that time, the income of the seamstresses was lower, and it was really not easy to save this money.

People, you have to enjoy it when you can, and you can't always think about what will happen in the future, and sometimes you will be absent in the future.

"Help, help..." Someone outside the door suddenly called for help.

When I went out, I saw a dark and thin man, shouting while running, but there was no one chasing him behind him.

When he was approaching the mortuary shop, he staggered, flew forward, rolled and hit the stone steps.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, so he rolled up and knelt on the ground, kowtowed: "Please save my wife, Master Jiu, please save my child..."

After asking, I found out that this man's daughter-in-law was in labor, but Wen's mother-in-law said that the labor was difficult, and asked him to protect the older one and the younger one.

The key is that he wants to protect the size, but if he can't, he can only protect the big one.

It is really not easy to marry a daughter-in-law these days. After the child is gone, you can have another child. If the wife is gone, he has no money to marry another one.

Unexpectedly, Granny Wen grinned and told him that it was she who casually said to keep the older and younger, and if it was difficult to give birth, at most she could only keep the younger.

The man was dumbfounded on the spot.

It was his daughter-in-law who kept a semblance of reason and told him to go to the Dongchang corpse shop to invite Yang Jiuye.

His wife had heard before that the daughter-in-law at the blacksmith shop on the next street also had a difficult delivery last year, and it was Yang Jiuye who helped keep the mother and daughter safe.

He ran all the way here, almost collapsed from exhaustion, when he saw the No. [-] mortuary shop in Dongchang, he knelt down and begged.

He didn't know Yang Jiuye, but the person who came out of this corpse shop must be Yang Jiuye.

"Lead the way." Yang Jiu knew the situation was urgent.

But seeing that this person was too tired to run back, after asking the address of his home, Yang Jiu jumped onto the roof across the street and quickly disappeared.

When the man came home panting, the neighbors congratulated him.

His wife gave birth to him a big fat boy.

Yang Jiu drank tea in the yard and accepted the praise of the people.

The man rushed into the house and saw his son lying beside his wife, who looked at him lovingly.

"Really, are you all right?" The man was so excited that he wiped away his tears.

His daughter-in-law's complexion changed slightly, and she said angrily: "You wish I had something to do so that you can marry another young man?"

The man stammered and didn't fart for a long time, and a group of aunts and aunts bent over laughing.

Then the man came to the yard, took out the last little savings of the family, knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.

In Chang'an City, there are many such poor families.

But this man can marry a good daughter-in-law, which is also a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

Yang Jiu didn't accept the money, and said with a smile: "There is a baby in the family, and money is needed everywhere. I save it to buy more old hens for my sister-in-law, so I can make up for it."

The man choked up and couldn't speak.

Yang Jiu took out another ten taels of silver, stuffed it into the man's hand, and said with a smile, "This is a gift for the child."

"Ben Gong, I can't accept this..." The ten taels of silver was too heavy, and the man's skinny hands couldn't bear it.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "In ten days, I will come to remove the stitches for my sister-in-law." After speaking, she turned and left.

The man knelt on the ground, crying like rain, how could there be such a good person in this world.

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva is not so good either.

This matter spread again, making Yang Jiu's reputation in Chang'an City much louder.

The person who died because of his wife's dystocia before learned about it, full of regret.

It would be fine if they didn't know that Yang Jiu could save people. The point is that some people have heard about the blacksmith's daughter-in-law for a long time, but they think it's just rumors and unbelievable.

If the same thing happened again, would it really be a rumor?
In the evening, Su Qingcang sent someone to invite Yang Jiu, but Yang Jiu politely declined, and after eating the noodles cooked by Aunt Mei, he went straight to Yan Luo Hall.

Room 38 Xuanzi.

There was a little girl lying in the cold jade coffin, she was only eight or nine years old, but half of her head had been chopped off.

Every time she saw a child being brutally killed, Yang Jiu would feel very bad.

"Big brother, are you here to stab me too?" The little girl curled up in a corner, holding half of her head in her arms.

Xu Shi felt that this kind of herself was a bit scary, so she turned her head to the other half and supported it with her hands.

Yang Jiu checked the corpse sewing records, and five corpse stitchers died because of the corpse, all of them were smiling and died peacefully.

Yang Jiu looked at the little girl, frowned and asked, "Did you kill five sewers?"

"I didn't kill them..." the little girl said aggrievedly.

Those five corpse sewers all died laughing, could it be that they were hit by Mixiao Jiuquansan?
The little girl then told Yang Jiu that she was very afraid of getting needles, as long as the needles pierced into the flesh, she couldn't stand the pain.

Those sewers wanted to prick her with needles, but she didn't agree, but no matter how she shouted, those people ignored her.

She had no choice but to blow hard at the needles and threads to let the needles and threads slip out of the flesh.

Unexpectedly, at the end, they suddenly fell down and died, with smiles on their faces.

The last thing the little girl said was when the incense burnt out.

If you realize that you can't sew the corpse, what will happen if the sewer runs away and the incense burns out?
Could it be that the corpse-sewer will die too?

If so, it is really bizarre.

Yang Jiu came in front of the little girl, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Look at you, you have to hold your head in your arms, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired, I just look at strange things." The little girl replied.

Yang Jiu said: "But you will scare others like this."

"Big brother is afraid of me?" The little girl blinked, the slit on her face was a little wide, very creepy.

Yang Jiu made an exaggerated expression and said, "I'm afraid, I'm terribly afraid."

"But I'm afraid of pain..." The little girl felt aggrieved.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Believe me, as long as you don't think about it, it won't hurt at all."

"Then, let me try." The little girl said, turning around, facing the wall, her eyes closed.

After lighting the incense and lifting the lid of the coffin, Yang Jiu began to sew the corpse.

After a few stitches, he saw that the little girl was still trembling against the wall, so he speeded up immediately.

After the body was sewn up, the "Book of Life and Death" appeared and began to record the little girl's life.

The little girl's name is Gongsun Qingyun, and she lives at the foot of Mount Diancang.

There are a few acres of land planted at home, and my father usually runs a small business, and his life is very good.

The neighbors are very harmonious, and every family will go to help if someone is in trouble.

The land planted by their family belongs to the Diancang sect, and they have to pay rent every year.

The Diancang faction didn't want much, so there were no people in the area around the Diancang Mountain who went hungry.

They are a bit under the cover of the Cang faction, and the dog officials of the imperial court dare not squeeze them too much.

Gongsun Qingyun has always been happy, and under the care of his parents, he grew up healthily with his younger brother.

No one in the village expected that bandits would enter the village at the foot of Diancang Mountain.

The bandits were very fierce, they gathered all the villagers together, and then started the massacre.

Parents protected Gongsun Qingyun and his younger brother, but they were still taken away by bandits and their heads were chopped off.

The younger brother was still young and had no idea what was going on.

Gongsun Qingyun couldn't cry even if he wanted to, so he could only protect his younger brother.

"Hand over the things, and no one will die again." The bandit leader was very tall, covered his face in black, and his voice was as cold as ice.

The rest of the villagers could only cry, they had no idea what the bandits wanted.

"Kill." The bandit leader ordered coldly.

Gongsun Qingyun will never forget the howling, begging, and crying of the villagers.

After half of her head was cut off with a knife, she didn't die immediately, the pain overwhelmed her.

"Search, the bergamot must be hidden somewhere." The bandit leader ordered again, and when he saw the villagers lying in a pool of blood, he also took off his mask.

The head of the Diancang faction?
Even though he was quite old, Yang Jiu could still recognize that the bandit leader was the head of the Diancang Sect.

Originally, if it wasn't for the Diancang Sect to release the water, how could the bandits have reached the Xiatu Village of Diancang Mountain?
The little girl also swallowed her breath at this moment.

Those villagers didn't know until their death that the person who slaughtered them was actually the person who provided them with shelter on weekdays.

If the head of the Diancang Sect is still alive, I'm afraid he will do more evil.

Su Qingcang might have some ideas in his mind.

Yang Jiu closed the coffin lid and saw Gongsun Qingyun still crouching in the corner shivering.

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