My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 164 Maitreya with Thousand Faces (First order 100 plus more)

Making this decision is a matter of an instant.

But when she stabbed the scissors into her man's stomach, she immediately regretted it, and she didn't even know what she had done.

The man looked down at the scissors stuck in his stomach, then looked up at the woman, and roared angrily, "You poisonous woman, you actually want to kill me..."

This is not thinking, but has been done.

The man was furious, pulled out the scissors, rushed over to the woman, and stabbed the scissors into the woman's heart.

Wang Erniu stood beside him, smiling from ear to ear.

This is exactly the result he wanted.

The woman died.

The man still has breath.

Wang Erniu didn't bother to watch him die, he resolutely walked out of the yard and looked up at the moon with only one corner missing.

Although it is not a full moon, it is considered complete.

He wanted to thank Yang Jiu, but when he turned around, he couldn't find Yang Jiu.

Well, what if I thank you?

time to go.

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

Actually only got five points of merit?
Back at the mortuary shop, everything was cleaned up, and the newly replaced double bed was even more pleasing to the eye.

Who would have thought that a body shop could give him the feeling of home.

The beds and bedding are all brand new, exuding the smell of sunshine.

A good dream for a long time.

No matter how busy the hot pot restaurant is, Gan Sisi will guard the steamed stuffed bun shop, wait for Yang Jiu to get up and have breakfast, and then go to the shop to help.

This has become a habit of her life.

"Ninth brother, I heard that the bergamot has reappeared in the Jianghu." Although Gan Sisi has been far away from the Jianghu, she still maintains an interest in the affairs of the Jianghu, and likes to inquire about the anecdotes in the Jianghu.

Bergamot?

The head of the Diancang School once slaughtered the village, just to find the bergamot.

That village is located at the foot of Mount Diancang, but I don't know why the head of the Diancang Sect thinks that the bergamot will be in that village?
When Gan Sisi mentioned this, her eyes sparkled and she was very excited.

Yang Jiu ate the steamed stuffed bun and asked casually, "What is bergamot?"

"Uh... Ninth brother, you don't know what bergamot is?" Gan Sisi was dumbfounded.

Yang Jiu swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm not from the Jianghu, so I don't know if this thing is normal?"

"That's right, even people in the Jianghu don't necessarily know what bergamot is." Gan Sisi felt that she had overreacted.

Yang Jiu picked up another meat bun and asked with a smile, "Can you tell me what bergamot is?"

"It is rumored that the bergamot is the key to the cave of ten thousand Buddhas, and if you get it, you can gain the world." Gan Sisi said simply.

As long as there are rivers and lakes, there will always be such rumors.

Without martial arts secret books and peerless treasures, such a world must be abnormal.

"It is said that there are everything in the Cave of Ten Thousand Buddhas, martial arts secret books, gold and silver jewelry, and elixir of life. As long as you enter, you can satisfy all your wishes." Gan Sisi's eyes were shining.

Yang Jiu asked, "Do you want to go?"

"No, no, it's too dangerous." Gan Sisi shook her head.

Whoever holds the bergamot will be killed.

Besides, the bergamot is just a key, without a map to Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave, it is useless to get the key.

In whose hands the map is, no one in the entire rivers and lakes knows until now.

The matter of the treasures in the Ten Thousand Buddha Caves is almost forgotten by the people in the rivers and lakes, but the sudden appearance of the bergamot in the rivers and lakes will undoubtedly set off a huge wave.

The rivers and lakes are already precarious, but now they are about to become lively again.

While eating steamed buns, Yang Jiu was thinking that the Buddha's hand reappeared in the world, could it be a conspiracy by the head of the Dian Cang sect?

That guy got the bergamot, but he didn't have a map, so he released the news of the bergamot, the purpose is to lead out the map.

"Ninth Brother, the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you nervous?" After talking about the world affairs, Gan Sisi began to chat about their private affairs.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Anyway, it's the first time for both of us, so there's nothing to be nervous about."

Gan Sisi tilted her head and realized that Yang Jiu was bullying her again.

She stomped her feet angrily and ran to the hot pot restaurant to help.

Watching her going back, Yang Jiu thought to himself that his tutorials filled with 1T hard drive are not for nothing, and he is still competent in this matter.

……

"Your food is too unpalatable, isn't it?" A fat young man in brocade clothes suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

As soon as Gan Sisi arrived at the hotpot restaurant, she heard this voice, she was furious, and ran over and said, "My lord, everyone says it's delicious, but you say it's bad, that must be your problem."

"Hey, little beauty, she looks really rare to my master, let me have a good time, so I don't need to pursue the bad food." The fat boy raised his hand and touched it lightly. To Gan Sisi's face.

Gan Sisi took two quick steps back, suppressing the anger in her heart, and asked with a smile: "Young master, do you think that dish is not to your liking?"

"It's too spicy." The fat boy said.

As soon as the rest of the diners heard this, they knew that the fat man was here to find trouble.

Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant is very popular in Chang'an City now, the business of both stores is very good, the owner must be earning a lot of money, I don't know how many people in Chang'an City are very jealous.

But in those teahouses, restaurants, and even brothels that are booming in business, there are basically disturbances every day.

In comparison, this Maobuli hot pot restaurant is relatively quiet.

Gan Sisi smiled and said, "Since it's not to your liking, please pay the bill and leave."

"Damn you..." The fat boy was extremely angry, "It's so hot to me, if I don't pay you thousands of taels of gold, I won't leave."

Gan Sisi's patience is also limited.

Yang Jiu had instructed that when encountering such troublesome guests, they should be courteous before fighting.

After the ceremony, it's useless, it seems that I can only use violence.

"I told you to let me talk about it, and I will let this matter go by." The fat boy pouted and walked towards Gan Sisi.

Gan Sisi clenched her fists tightly, and when the fat young man approached, she punched out violently.

If this punch hits, the fat man will definitely find his teeth all over the place.

Unexpectedly, the fat boy twisted his body, but he avoided it easily, and stretched out his hand to hug Gan Sisi's waist.

Don't look at this guy as fat, his lightness kung fu is really good.

Gan Sisi wasn't flustered, she used her feet vigorously, and bounced her body quickly, avoiding the fat man's salty hands.

They are going to get married the day after tomorrow, so it would be too unlucky to be touched by such a pig today.

"The little beauty is very handsome, I like it." The fat boy licked his right hand, as if he had touched Gan Sisi's body just now.

Gan Si wanted to drive the fat boy out of the hot pot restaurant, but he knew that she was definitely not his opponent.

At this moment, Huo Ligong jumped down from the upstairs, landed firmly in front of the fat young man, cupped his fists and said, "I never thought that the famous Maitreya with Thousand Faces would be such a disgusting villain."

Maitreya with Thousand Faces?

Gan Sisi's face changed suddenly.

This thing that is fatter than a pig is actually Maitreya with thousands of faces?

Thousand-faced Maitreya is both righteous and evil, appearing like ghosts and ghosts, no one has seen his true face, which makes people who know both black and white very headache.

This guy can change faces faster than a miser can count silver.

But he traveled across the rivers and lakes not only by using thousands of faces to conceal his true identity, but also by his superb and peerless martial arts.

"You have a good eye." Qianmian Maitreya looked at Huo Ligong and grinned. The two dimples on his cheeks seemed to be able to hold wine, and he looked a bit like Maitreya Buddha.

Huo Ligong said: "This matter will not be pursued by the shop, please don't make trouble again, Your Excellency."

"Buddha, I'm going to make trouble, what can you do to me?" Qianmian Maitreya smiled.

Huo Ligong took a step forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Please, Your Excellency."

Standing behind, Gan Sisi felt that Huo Ligong was really brave, and he would get a raise in return.

"If I don't kiss that little beauty today, the Lord Buddha will never leave this shop." Qianmian Maitreya put his hands on his hips, as if he could do nothing to me.

Huo Ligong shook his body, clenched his fist and slammed it straight at the face of Thousand Faced Maitreya.

The moves he used were exactly the same as Gan Sisi used just now.

Qianmian Maitreya smiled and did the same, trying to avoid it with the help of superb lightness kung fu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his body swayed, Huo Ligong retracted his right fist and swung out his left fist, hitting his chin.

"Ah..." Qianmian Maitreya's plump body immediately flew backwards and fell straight out of the gate of the hotpot restaurant.

Two teeth flew out and landed lightly on the ground in the hotpot restaurant.

"Please clean up this filth, so as not to affect everyone's mood for eating." Huo Ligong said and walked out of the door.

There was thunderous applause in the store.

This guy's martial arts are so high.

Gan Sisi couldn't believe it, with such a high level of martial arts, but serving dishes in a hot pot restaurant?
"You, who the hell are you?" Qianmian Maitreya fell to the street, his ass almost fell apart, jumped up and covered his ass with his hands, and asked angrily.

There are no more than a hundred people who can knock him into the air with one move.

One hundred sounds like a lot, but the world is so big, how can we easily meet these masters?

Although there was a big reason just now that he was too careless and didn't have time to dodge, it couldn't conceal Huo Ligong's strength.

Huo Ligong said lightly: "I am the waiter of Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant, you can call me Xiao Huo."

boy?

Look at your unshaven beard, boy, your uncle.

Qianmian Maitreya still wants to save face, but he is worried that if he continues to entangle, it will lose face even more.

"The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Let's wait and see." Qianmian Maitreya turned and left, almost colliding with Yang Jiu who was walking towards him.

There was resentment in his heart and he had nowhere to vent it, Qianmian Maitreya immediately slapped Xiang Yangjiu, cursing: "You don't have eyes when you walk, are you fucking blind, or are your eyes on your butt..."

This slap on the head of an ordinary person would definitely kill him.

Huo Ligong was in a hurry when he saw this, and flew after him.

Standing at the door, Gan Sisi could only shout "Be careful, Ninth Brother".

hum.

Qianmian Maitreya slapped Yang Jiu's head with a slap, making an extremely strange sound.

Yang Jiu turned her head slowly, stared and said, "Fatty, are you looking for a cigarette?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Qianmian Maitreya reacted, clutching his right hand and jumping on the ground screaming.

His right hand was already very fat, but now it was swollen, and it looked like a big sandbag.

"Master Jiu, are you okay?" Huo Ligong ran over and asked worriedly.

Yang Jiu shook her head, said with a smile, "It's fine."

"This person's name is Qianmian Maitreya. He caused trouble in the store just now, and I kicked him out." Huo Ligong said simply.

Yang Jiu smiled, slowly raised her right hand, and slammed it down on Qianmian Maitreya's head.

Sensing the danger, Qianmian Maitreya moved to dodge, but he couldn't dodge.

boom.

Yang Jiu's fist is like a hammer.

When Qianmian Maitreya cried out for pain, there was already a big swelling on the top of his head.

Tears flickered in his eyes, snot flowed out of his nose, and he plopped down on his knees: "Stop beating again, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "You slap me, and I punch you. This is called reciprocity. We're even, let's go."

Qianmian Maitreya got up and ran, only after running far away did he dare to turn his head and shout: "Young bastard, this matter is not over yet..."

"Brother Huo, next time he comes to make trouble, just break his leg." Yang Jiu ordered with a smile.

Huo Ligong replied: "Yes."

"Brother Jiu, is your head alright?" Gan Sisi ran over and asked, stroking Yang Jiu's head.

Yang Jiu smiled and shook her head.

His head is much harder than Maitreya's fist.

Entering the store, Yang Jiu took out the corpse-suppressing hammer from the Nine Snakes' Cave, and said with a smile, "Brother Huo, I give you this corpse-suppressing hammer."

The corpse hammer is not heavy, but it is very strong.

Yang Jiu had tried it, and none of the weapons available in the market could break the Corpse Suppression Hammer.

"Thank you Jiu Ye." These days, Huo Ligong often went to some blacksmith shops to look for a hammer suitable for him, but unfortunately he never found it.

He took the corpse hammer and danced it a few times, very handy.

It can be seen that this hammer is not ordinary.

Yang Jiu took out another object and said with a smile: "Here is a set of hammering techniques, brother Huo can practice it when he has time."

That thing is the secret manual of the corpse-suppressing hammer method copied by Yang Jiu himself.

Huo Ligong opened it and looked at it, his expression changed drastically, and he clasped his fists again to thank him.

The hammering method of suppressing corpses is unpredictable, and it is far better than his Huo family's hammering method.

If Qianmian Maitreya really dared to come again, he would use this corpse hammer to break Qianmian Maitreya's leg.

At this moment, Su Qingcang and Su Jinyun, father and daughter, walked in.

Su Jinyun didn't come for several days, and he was hungry.

Come here, you can not only see Yangjiu, but also eat delicious hot pot, killing two birds with one stone.

Yang Jiu cupped his fists and said, "Master Su, please go upstairs."

Although the private seats are nice, they are far less lively than downstairs.

"I think Wan Jianfeng is completely crazy." Su Qingcang quickly drank several bowls of wine.

Yang Jiu originally planned to drink two bowls with Su Qingcang, and then go to work on other things. Hearing this, he only found out after asking that Wan Jianfeng was the head of the Diancang Sect.

Jin Yiwei received conclusive news that the Buddha's hand reappeared in the world, and it was Wan Jianfeng who was behind the manipulation.

The purpose of Wan Jianfeng's move is naturally to lead out the treasure map.

A bloody storm has broken out in the rivers and lakes. If it is not guided or even prevented, this dispute is very likely to threaten the court.

"Father, don't you have selfish motives in wanting to deal with the Diancang faction?" Su Jinyun asked in a low voice.

Su Qingcang said: "There must be selfishness, even though your aunt won't let me take revenge, if I let this revenge, can I not take revenge?"

But what Wan Jianfeng is doing now is to plunge the entire Jianghu into chaos, so eradicating the Diancang faction can not only avenge personal revenge, but also protect the country, so why not do it?
Su Qingcang has already handed in the memorial to eradicate the Diancang sect, and it depends on how the sage approves it.

Yang Jiudao: "The Diancang faction does a lot of evil, if it can be eliminated, it will be a blessing to the people."

"Master Yang, I came to you this time just to ask you to persuade the saint, so let me lead someone to destroy the Diancang faction." Su Qingcang's cheeks were flushed from drinking, and he couldn't speak very sharply.

Let me persuade the saint?

Yang Jiu looked at Su Qingcang with a smile, and wanted to say that Mr. Su really thinks highly of me, Yang Jiu, but I, Yang Jiu, have no such ability.

"You have a very close relationship with the sage, this is no longer..." Su Qingcang reeked of alcohol.

Yang Jiu's complexion changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "Master Su, be careful with your words."

"Look at my mouth." Su Qingcang also woke up suddenly, and slapped himself hard.

This kind of talk can't be said indiscriminately, if it reaches Wu Sanyue's ears, maybe he will be punished by the nine clans.

Even if everyone in the world knows that the sage is still young and sitting at the pinnacle of power, it is impossible for him to remain a widow forever, but the private life of the sage is by no means something they can talk about.

Su Qingcang drank three more bowls of wine.

"Father, drink less, you're almost drunk." Su Jinyun persuaded.

Su Qingcang laughed and said: "I drink very well, I think back then..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingcang slammed his forehead on the table with a bang, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Obviously I can't drink, so I have to try my best..." Su Jinyun looked disgusted.

She didn't bother to care about it, just as the hot pot was brought up, it was more cost-effective to enjoy the food in front of her.

Yang Jiu got up and said, "Miss Su, if you need help later, just call the rice bucket."

"Okay." Su Jinyun didn't expect Yang Jiu to stay and have a meal with her.

The day after tomorrow is the wedding day of Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi, it is really inappropriate for Yang Jiu to accompany her here.

Su Qingcang moved his mind to destroy the Diancang faction, so Yang Jiu felt relieved.

If Su Qingcang didn't have such an idea, Yang Jiu planned to find an opportunity to persuade Su Qingcang, and now it would save trouble.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and there must be action to send the mourner.

Based on Yang Jiu's understanding of the mourning man, this old thing will probably do it on the day they get married.

Although a lot of preparations have been made, Yang Jiu's heart is not very at ease after all.

Aunt Mei cooked noodles for dinner. Yang Jiu had a good appetite and ate three bowls.

"I'll wash the dishes tonight, don't let anyone grab me." Yang Jiu finished eating first, and got up to clean up the dishes.

Aunt Mei said: "Xiao Jiu, a big man is useless in the kitchen..."

"Aunt Mei, these are all feudal superstitions. A really good man can go to the hall and go to the kitchen..." Yang Jiu can always say a lot of nonsense when he opens his mouth.

But when everyone thought about it carefully, they felt that these fallacies actually made sense.

Do you think it's strange?
"Lord Yang, the sage has summoned you." The father-in-law from the palace appeared at the door of the hot pot restaurant and said sharply.

Wu Sanyue showed mercy last night and didn't bother Yang Jiu to sew the corpse. It might be really suffocating to invite her so early tonight.

"Brother Jiu, then go quickly." Gan Sisi wanted to play a joke on Yang Jiu, but seeing that the father-in-law was still standing there, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Yang Jiu sighed and said, "I'll wash the dishes tomorrow."

After making an appointment for washing dishes tomorrow night, Yang Jiu walked out of the hot pot restaurant, got into a sedan chair, and soon arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Wu Sanyue was holding a memorial in her hand. When she saw Yang Jiu come in, she smiled slightly and asked, "Su Qingcang wants to wipe out the Diancang faction. What do you think, Jiuer?"

Nine children?

Is sorghum red?

What the hell is this called?

Yang Jiu had a bitter face, thinking about how to correct Wu Sanyue's address to him.

　Nineteen chapters are still owed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)