My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 175
Some are superstitious.

More superstitions are indeed deceptive.

What is the lone star of the evil spirit, what is the resurrection of the soul, and what does it have to do with the strange disease I have?

In any case, Yang Jiu has the confidence to cure Gan Sisi's heart disease.

"The Book of Green Bags" won't work, and I will definitely be able to get better medicines from the system in the future.

Besides, there are only five points of merit, and the merit point has broken through a thousand points. Then we can see if the merit point can be exchanged for the magic medicine.

Yang Jiu calmed down and asked with a smile, "Third Master, how did Xiao Kun control you?"

"Life and death talisman," said the third master.

Xiao Kun actually knows the life and death talisman?

The founder of Wanjian Villa, Liu Zongcheng, will be the only one who respects the world, and the current owner, Xiao Kun, knows the life and death talisman. How dare this Wanjian Villa collect all the martial arts of the Vulture Palace?
Yang Jiu was wondering inexplicably, could his indestructible body be able to withstand the Life and Death Talisman?

The Life and Death Talisman uses internal force to turn the liquid into ice flakes as thin as cicada's wings, which are injected into different acupoints, causing itching all over the body, which is very painful.

The premise of this kind of life and death talisman is to penetrate into the opponent's body.

With the protection of the indestructible body of vajra, it should be fine.

But you have to be careful, after all, the guy who knows the life and death talisman must have extremely deep skills, and flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people.

Regardless of whether it is the Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies self-respecting skills, or the life and death talisman, I am afraid that Liu Zongcheng discovered it on that isolated island.

"Xiao Jiu, what else do you want to ask?" The third master's body trembled more and more.

Yang Jiu said: "Can't the third master tell everything he knows?"

"There's no time." The third master said tremblingly.

Yang Jiu grabbed the third master's hand and got on his pulse.

The pulse beat like a flea on a drum.

"This is..." Yang Jiu frowned slightly.

The third master laughed and said: "The life and death talisman is about to break out, and we failed to complete the task satisfactorily. This is the final fate of us sending the mourner."

Sewing corpses in the East Factory for decades was considered the happiest life of the third master.

To take down Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi, the third master can use more violent means.

But the means he used were the mildest among them.

Based on his understanding of Yang Jiu, the paper puppet is by no means Yang Jiu's opponent.

But it was true that he shot Yang Jiu and wanted to disturb the wedding night in Huang Qi's bridal chamber.

As the third master, he worked diligently to sew the corpse, which can be regarded as a boundless merit.

However, when he was a mourner, he killed countless innocent people.

The little merit gained from sewing the corpse could not pay off the debt at all.

Having lived to this age, the third master took everything away.

"Xiao Jiu, on the day of your wedding, if I don't do it, someone else will do it." The third master's eyes were full of sincerity.

The two paper puppets that day were both very strong.

No matter how nicely the third master speaks now, Yang Jiu will not sympathize with the third master.

People are responsible for the path they choose.

Even if it is to keep oneself alive, it is shameless to keep taking the lives of others, and then want to be forgiven.

Since you want to be a villain, then be a real villain, and be happy instead.

"The life and death talisman is about to explode, Xiao Jiu, kill me." The third master's voice trembled violently.

Yang Jiu sighed, and asked, "What else did you do to Yuyan?"

You can't think that the third master will not do evil anymore just because the third master is pretending to be pitiful at the moment.

If he hadn't been poisoned by the Bodhisattva's heart and cowardice, I am afraid that until now, the third master is still thinking about how to plot Yang Jiu.

The third master must not survive.

But before the third master died, Yang Jiu wanted to squeeze out more information.

Then he sewed up the body of the third master himself, and he could know what the third master said was true and which was false.

"I picked the swift. She was thrown in the grass by the side of the road in the chaos of war. When I found her, there were several poisonous snakes crawling on her body, but none of the poisonous snakes intended to attack her..." Third Master Recalling the situation when he picked up Wei Yuyan, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

At that time, the third master felt that this girl was not simple, and his heart softened, so he took Wei Yuyan away.

In her swaddling baby, the third master only found a note with the words "Wei Yuyan" written on it.

Therefore, Wei Yuyan's name was not invented by him, it was her real name.

The itching continued to strike, and the third master was gritting his teeth and persisting.

But in this world, no one can resist the attack of the Life and Death Talisman.

The third master begged again and asked Yang Jiu to kill him quickly.

"If you really want to die, you can solve it yourself." Yang Jiu said.

Those who were tortured to death by the life-death talisman, and said they couldn't die, were actually very afraid of death in their hearts, so they didn't dare to kill themselves.

The third master smiled and said: "Indeed, if you kill me, it's hard to explain to the governor."

Yang Jiu got up and left.

Let the third master decide what to do next.

When he came outside, Yang Jiu looked up at the blue sky, feeling that there was nothing to do next, so he planned to look around.

There are still many good houses near Dongchang, but no one is willing to sell them.

When she came back from a stroll, Yang Jiu saw that the door of No. [-] mortuary shop was wide open.

When I walked to the door, I saw that the third master had actually hung himself on the beam.

This old man is really...

It's okay to stick a knife in the heart.

Hanged corpses don't need sewing at all.

After discovering this situation, Yang Jiu immediately notified the guards of the East Factory.

The Dongchang guards did not dare to take down the body of the third master, so they hurriedly went to inform Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian, who was playing chess, heard the news, and the chess piece in his hand also fell to the ground.

Although there are hundreds of corpse-sewing shops in Dongchang, and as many as a hundred corpse-sewing workers, among them, there are only two outstanding corpse-sewing workers, Yang Jiu and San Ye.

This is so good, how could the third master hang himself?

Wei Zhongxian didn't believe it, but felt that the third master must have been murdered by others.

He quickly came to the No. [-] corpse sewing shop. At this moment, a large number of corpse sewing people had gathered here.

"Meet the governor." Yang Jiu was also beside him, clasping his fists in salute.

Wei Zhongxian nodded, walked into the No. [-] mortuary shop, and saw the third master hanging on the roof beam, his eyes were cold.

On the side table, there was a letter.

The letter was written by the third master himself, briefly explaining the situation, showing that he had committed a serious crime, and the only way to apologize was to die.

"Take it down." Wei Zhongxian read the letter and said in a low voice.

However, when the East Factory guards were taking down the third master's body, the third master's neck was torn off suddenly, and his body fell, but there was not a single drop of blood.

Those East Factory guards were terribly frightened, if Wei Zhongxian hadn't been by their side, they would have fled away screaming.

Yang Jiu had seen this situation before.

It seems that it is not only the life and death talisman that controls the third master, but also other secret techniques.

"Yang Jiu, after dark, sew up the body and bury it properly." Wei Zhongxian turned and left after finishing speaking.

When Yang Jiu walked out of the body sewing shop, all the body sewing people gathered together, all wanting to know the truth.

Shangguanfeng also came over, wanting to know why the third master hanged himself.

Yang Jiu just told them that the third master said that he had committed so many sins that he could not even pay off the sins he owed in this life by apologizing with death.

Of the three corpse stitchers of the East Factory, one died tragically and the other recuperated, leaving only Yang Jiu, the only seedling.

This made all the corpse sewers very nervous. Even though their ability to sew corpses is constantly improving, when they climb up, the pressure they will face will increase sharply. They always feel that the sewers are too dangerous.

Now there is the corpse-suppressing talisman drawn by Yang Jiu, which is very safe as an ordinary corpse-sewer.

Many sewers decided to be content with the status quo, to live a good life, and not to think about reaching the sky in one step.

The third master is so powerful, wasn't he forced to hang himself on the roof beam by the evil spirit of the corpse in the end?

If there is no accident, the six doors will send the body of Prince Li Xingjiang's nanny tonight.

The significance of sewing these two bodies is very significant.

Yang Jiu then came to the hot pot restaurant and told Gan Sisi about the situation, telling her not to come back at night.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting cooler, especially at night, it is even more cold and windy.

"Xiao Jiu, do you have to sew the corpse in that sewing shop?" Aunt Mei then pulled Yang Jiu aside and asked in a low voice.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Aunt Mei, that's the corpse shop in Dongchang, it's not my personal property."

"It's not a long-term plan for you to live in the body sewing shop. You see, it's very spacious here. I'll clean it up for you..." Aunt Mei's own room is much bigger than Yang Jiu's body sewing shop.

Of course Yang Jiu knew this, otherwise she wouldn't have been looking for a house.

It's just that although Chang'an is big, it is not easy to find a satisfactory house.

"Aunt Mei, you don't have to worry about us, I think the sewing shop is pretty good." Gan Sisi walked over with a smile from one side.

In the No. [-] sewing shop, there are many good memories of them.

People in the rivers and lakes, the earth is the bed, the sky is the quilt, they don't pay so much attention.

Aunt Mei sighed and said no more.

"Aunt Mei, it's hard work for you to cook a bowl of noodles for Jiulang, let him eat and then go back to sleep, and you have to sew up the body at night." Gan Sisi said with a smile again.

After eating the noodles, Yang Jiu actually felt a little sleepy, so she went back to the corpse shop and slept until dark.

After washing my face and sobering up, I could already hear the shouts of the guards from the East Factory.

Many mortician shops are very lively.

The nanny's body hasn't arrived yet.

Yang Jiu asked the guards to bring the third master's body over.

After closing the door, Yang Jiu didn't know what to say when he looked at the third master who was separated from his body and head.

Let's say it's the most trouble-free to stick a knife in the heart.

The third master had to keep the whole body for himself, but in the end he lost his head, which was really not worth the candle.

Sometimes people can't be too greedy.

"Third Lord, even though we are hostile, we have had drinks together, so don't bother, just let me sew." Yang Jiu persuaded.

The third master's spirit did not appear.

At nine o'clock, Yang burns incense, takes out a needle and thread, aligns the third master's head, and slits away.

Even so, the thread slipped easily through the flesh.

The third master hanged himself to death, but the blood in his body was clean and disappeared.

Ordinary thread couldn't sew, so Yang Jiu replaced it with the corpse thread obtained from the system, and the effect was not bad.

The process of sewing up the corpse was also very smooth, without any troubles.

After the last stitch was finished, Yang Jiu pulled the third master's head, it was very firm.

"Book of Life and Death" also appeared at this moment, and began to record the life of the third master.

The third master's real name is Shen San, but he was born by his own father who hooked up with other women outside.

After the incident was revealed, the biological mother was beaten to death.

Originally, the third master was also going to be thrown into the river, but his father was reluctant and thought of a way to secretly replace the third master who was nailed into the coffin with a piggy.

On the day when the river sank, people heard movement in the small coffin, and without suspecting fraud, they directly threw the small coffin into the river.

My father's original family also broke up because of this incident.

From then on, the father and son wandered around the rivers and lakes, eating their last meal but not their next meal.

Fortunately, after a few years of hard life, the third master, who was five or six years old, was able to beg for food with his own ability.

As long as the third master goes out, he will return with a full reward every time.

However, not long after such a good day, my father was stabbed to death with a knife.

The third master who came back from begging did not shed a single tear when he saw his father's body, but exhausted all his strength to drag the body out of the city to find a place to bury him.

From then on, the third master knew that he could not live long in this world if he had enough to eat, and he had to become stronger. Only the strong could survive, and he lived well.

The third master left the small town and looked for seniors with strong martial arts everywhere.

But no matter whether it is those high-ranking people or those famous and decent families, none of them are willing to accept the third master.

Those sects recruited disciples not only by chance, but also by money.

The third master is just a little beggar, and he is very capable of keeping himself from starving to death by begging.

Desperate, he could only look for opportunities, wandering around the western part of Hunan, often watching people fight secretly, so that he could learn one and a half moves.

Doing this is just self-consolation. You can't practice peerless martial arts by watching others do a few tricks.

When the turning point really ushered in, the third master was already a 15 years old guy.

At this age, the third master no longer begs for food, but lives by stealing.

In order to survive, the third master can be said to do everything possible, and he has developed a whole body of survival skills.

This day, as usual, he stared at a family early.

On the fifteenth day of each month, the whole family will leave home to burn incense and pray for blessings in a temple on a nearby mountain.

The third master had just entered the house and was about to rummage through the boxes when he heard voices from outside.

There was no way to escape at this moment, the third master made a decisive decision and got under the bed.

In an instant, several people entered the room, all wearing black clothes and covering their faces.

They searched separately and saw the gold and silver jewelry thrown directly on the ground, obviously looking for something more important.

There are not many rooms in this family, but there are many people in that group, and they searched all the houses in a short time.

What a bunch of idiots, don't you even look under the bed?

The third master laughed secretly in his heart, completely forgetting that he was hiding under the bed.

If found by that group of people, he would definitely be stabbed in the neck and die.

The group of people did not find anything and left soon.

Hearing that there was no more movement outside, the third master slowly moved out, and suddenly saw something stuck under the bed.

Without thinking about it, he took it off and stuffed it into his pocket.

There are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry on the ground, and the third master is very happy to pick them up.

That group of people helped him a lot, saving him from rummaging slowly and wasting time.

This theft can be said to be a fruitful return, enough for the third master to squander for a long time.

When I was young, I knew how to be frugal. If I had a little silver on hand, I would save it to avoid starvation.

But when he grew up, the third master had always spent money lavishly, and his life was enjoyable and beautiful.

After escaping back to the house he rented, the third master began to count. It was definitely a bumper harvest.

Putting the gold, silver and jewelry aside, he took out what he had taken from under the bed.

The thing was tightly wrapped in black cloth, and it took a long time to open it. It turned out to be a book.

The third master was very disappointed, but he still flipped through a few pages, his eyes widened more and more.

puppetry.

This is a secret book on puppetry.

Many people have rivers and lakes dreams, but not all people have the talent to practice martial arts.

However, everyone can practice puppetry, and as long as they are willing to endure hardships, they can often achieve it quickly, and they can kill people thousands of miles away, which is very powerful.

The third master was fascinated by the sight, and from then on all his thoughts were devoted to the study of puppetry.

When I was tired, thinking that he had a lot of money now, I wanted to go to the brothel for no reason.

Bringing the money and coming to the brothel, the third master fell into it completely.

Since then, apart from studying puppetry, he spends his rest time in the brothel.

In less than ten years, the third master's puppet art has been practiced to a great extent.

Now that he is short of money, he lets the puppet steal it instead of doing it himself.

It doesn't matter if the puppet is caught by officers and soldiers sometimes by mistake.

Then he returned to the former village, manipulated the puppets, and killed those villains who beat his mother to death one after another.

Even though he hurt innocent people, he didn't feel guilty.

Then I found those who killed my father and killed them with puppets.

It was at this time that he had the idea of ​​refining puppets from living people.

It's a pity that the living people were very disobedient and failed repeatedly, so they had to choose to use corpses in the end.

"Your puppet technique is very good." Just after manipulating the puppet to kill a dog official, the third master was very proud, but was stopped by one person.

The man was wearing a purple robe, and he looked to be in his early forties, with a full sky, he looked like a master.

Since it was discovered, it must be killed to silence it.

Without any hesitation, the third master waved his hand and quickly jumped a dozen puppets from the roofs on both sides.

All the puppets rushed towards the man in purple robe fiercely.

The purple-robed man smiled and waved his hand lightly, and all the puppets exploded like fireworks.

The third master was completely dumbfounded.

The puppet art he was proud of was so vulnerable in front of this purple-robed man.

"You don't need to be too desperate. My martial arts are very high. There are not many people in the world who are my opponents. Now I need to send you to a place to help me complete a very important thing." The purple-robed man smiled. road.

The third master asked back: "Why should I listen to you?"

"That's all." The purple-robed man raised his hand, six pieces of thin ice suddenly appeared in his palm, turned his palm over, and punched into different acupoints of the third master.

When the third master was itching and rolling on the ground, the purple-robed man explained in detail the power of the life-death talisman.

The third master was enjoying the joy of being alive. He never thought of dying at such a young age, so he had to bow his head to the man in purple robe.

This purple-robed man is Xiao Kun, the current owner of Wanjian Villa.

Xiao Kun's task for the third master was to sneak into Wanjian Villa, win Liu Zongcheng's trust, and find an opportunity to get rid of Liu Zongcheng.

The third master knew what kind of character Liu Zongcheng of Wanjian Villa was, but in order to live, he had to obey.

Dormant in Wanjian Villa for many years, the third master who already had the identity of bereaved man, finally waited for the opportunity, and when Liu Zongcheng fell into a coma, he easily completed the task.

At that time, the third master had a high prestige in Wanjian Villa. Once Liu Zongcheng died, everyone elected the third master as the new owner, but the third master brought Xiao Kun along.

Xiao Kun's martial arts is superb, and he has the full support of the third master, so it is logical that he becomes the new owner of Wanjian Villa.

Not long after, the third master was sent by Xiao Kun to Chang'an City again, and became the corpse maker of Dongchang. Since then, he has been dormant by Wei Zhongxian's side, but secretly helping Xiao Kun to eliminate powerful enemies and consolidate Wanjian Villa's status in the world.

But the third master was also sewing up the corpse, and slowly regained a little bit of humanity.

Otherwise, even if he met Wei Yuyan who was abandoned by the side of the road, he might have trampled to death instead of taking him back to find someone to feed him.

It's just that when the third master appeared in front of Wei Yuyan, he always wore the ghost mask of a mourner, and made obscene remarks, demoting Wei Yuyan to nothing.

Even if Wei Yuyan tried her best to get the third master's favor, the third master's heart was like a stone and never changed.

After receiving the task of assassinating Master Wuzhi and obtaining the Great Return Pill, the third master couldn't sleep or eat, so he went to the brothel to vent his anger.

For the third master, a woman is the best decompression medicine.

As the head of the Shaolin Dharma Academy, Master Wuzhi has profound skills, and all the Shaolin disciples he brought with him are all excellent in martial arts. The degree of danger of this mission is unprecedented.

If it was going head-to-head, even if the third master controlled hundreds of puppets, he might not be able to take down Master Wuzhi.

Xiao Kun's experience of easily destroying the puppet left an indelible shadow in San Ye's heart.

If you want to kill the master of ignorance, you can only use poison.

It's just that the third master never dreamed that the praying mantis was catching the cicada, and the oriole was behind.

(End of this chapter)