My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 190

The merit value finally broke through one thousand.

Yang Jiu was quite excited in his heart, after all, this meant that he could start exchanging merit points.

Faced with Gan Sisi's heart disease before, he was at a loss what to do. At that time, he wanted to see if he could exchange merit points for a panacea.

He thought about standing up, and returned the courtesy: "Miss Hu, you don't have to be polite, it's just a little effort."

"Chen Ang is dead, I don't have any regrets, I feel it's time to go." Hu Yangliu sighed softly.

The reason why she stayed in the world these few years was because she was too unwilling.

Yang Jiu clasped her fists and said with a smile, "Go all the way."

Hu Yangliu nodded with a smile and left with the wind.

Yang Jiu sat on the roof and asked the system with a smile.

It's useless to study this matter by yourself, you still need to be guided by the system.

[The host has accumulated [-] merit points, is the exchange function enabled? 】

Fortunately, the system responded quickly, and Yang Jiu said in his heart: "Open."

[Opening is successful, the host can enter the exchange space at any time, check and exchange what he needs. 】

In Yang Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness, a panel suddenly appeared.

There are small grids on the panel, each grid has something, and the merit points needed to exchange for this item are marked below.

Yang Jiu took a look at it and felt that this thing was very cheating.

For example, a dog whip actually needs [-] merit points.

It is really not easy to save two hundred merit points.

There is also a Dali Pill, which damn it costs [-] merit points, it's too bad.

However, through this mall-like panel, Yang Jiu was able to know the true value of the rewards he had received from the system before.

Dali pills are much more valuable than dog whips.

Check all the things that can be redeemed at present. The things inside are basically things that have been rewarded by the system before.

The most expensive one is the Great Hermit in the City, which requires a thousand points of merit.

The only new gadget that Yang Jiu was interested in was a bottle of anti-gu pills, but it was a bit expensive and required five hundred merits.

There is no panacea to cure the disease.

Thinking about it, if there is such a thing, it must be super super expensive.

The thousand points of merit he has accumulated are not enough to exchange for such good things.

Originally, he wanted to exchange that bottle of Gu elixir, but if he had this thing, Cao Hu's Gu worms would not be able to do anything to him.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is no need to rush to exchange, and it will not be too late to exchange when necessary.

Maybe if you save more merit points, you can exchange them for better things.

When she was about to go back to the mortuary shop, Yang Jiu saw Gongsun Qing holding Chen Ang's body and walking towards the Chen Mansion.

Chen Ang died suddenly, Gongsun Qing might not be able to explain clearly.

But as Gongsun Qing, if he wanted to come to Jinyiwei to do an internal investigation, he wouldn't have any trouble.

When she returned to the body sewing shop, Gan Sisi was already asleep.

There was hot water on the stove next to her, so Yang Jiu went to bed after soaking her feet.

When they woke up the next day, the two of them would inevitably be bored for a long time.

After waking up and having breakfast, Gan Sisi went to the hotpot restaurant to help.

Yang Jiu sat at the door of the body sewing shop, not yet thinking about where to go next.

"Excuse me, is this Master Yang?" Suddenly an old man came to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu smiled and nodded, "Old man, what's the matter?"

"I heard that Mr. Yang is looking for a house..." The old man was very nervous.

If he had no other choice, he would never come to find the corpse maker.

The key point is that the corpse stitcher in the East Factory is actually an official, and it seems that his rank is not small.

The old man was worried that Yang Jiu would not really buy his house at a price higher than the market price as people said.

Knowing that the old man wanted to sell the house, Yang Jiu's eyes lit up, and after asking, the old man's home was near Dongchang, just around the corner from there.

Although the house is not big, it has a large yard, which can be used as a garden or a vegetable field.

After watching it with the old man, Yang Jiu was also very satisfied.

Although the house is a bit old, it can still accommodate people, which is much better than a mortuary shop.

There are a total of three bedrooms, and if there is a child in the future, it will be able to live there.

"Old man, how do you plan to sell this house?" Yang Jiu sat in the living room, drinking tea made by the old man himself.

The old man clasped his hands together, becoming more and more nervous, and said in a low voice, "Two, 200 taels of silver."

Yang Jiu smiled and said nothing, knowing that the old man was a bit of a lion.

He had seen houses in this area before, and a house as big as this would only cost 150 taels of silver.

The old man's house is in a good location, but the house is obviously in disrepair, and it costs 200 taels of silver per bite, which means he wants to take Yang Jiu as a fool.

"Old man, I'm not the one to pick. You see, your house is in dilapidated condition..." If Yang Jiu really wanted to pick faults, he would definitely pick a lot of them.

The old man became even more nervous, and said, "My lord, how about 180 taels?"

"Deal." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

The saved 20 taels of silver can buy a lot of things, and you can also find craftsmen to repair the house.

This dilapidated house can be sold for 180 taels of silver, already exceeding the old man's expectations.

Mr. Yang from Dongchang is really straightforward.

The old man brought the contract and the title deed, and after signing both, Yang Jiu took out the silver from the Nine Snakes Guidong.

The transaction went very smoothly.

After getting the money, the old man left happily.

Standing under the eaves, Yang Jiu looked at the huge yard and thought it would be better to transform the yard into a vegetable field.

The vine in the corner of the yard must be kept, but the shape is not good. After the spring, it will be pruned, and then a frame will be built on the eaves. It must be very cool to sit under the vine in summer to enjoy the shade.

Such a good thing, I have to tell Gan Sisi, so that I can see what else she wants.

This is their home, how to arrange this home, naturally they have to discuss it.

"Jiulang, that person over there is here to look for you." Gan Sisi had just finished talking to Aunt Mei and was going to look for Yang Jiu when she saw Yang Jiu come in.

The person sitting in the corner was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat. He was extremely weird.

In this winter, it will definitely not rain, but wearing a coir raincoat, I'm afraid there is something wrong with my brain.

Yang Jiu walked over and asked with a smile, "Where did the brothers come from?"

"Master Yang, I am a disciple of Wanjian Villa." The man quickly stood up and saluted.

Yang Jiu nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Since you're here, let's have a hot pot meal, and I'll treat you."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, this is the letter the owner asked me to send." The man took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Yang Jiu.

The mouth of the envelope is sealed with red wax and is intact.

Yang Jiu asked Gan Sisi to serve this person first, while he came to the counter and opened the letter.

Xiao Kun said in the letter that the corpse king has been refined.

This is undoubtedly good news.

However, the people from the corpse inn are still watching from outside the village.

Cao Hu should have returned to the corpse inn, and Xiao Kun found out that it was an ordinary disciple of the corpse inn.

"Go back and tell..." Yang Jiu put away the letter and came to the man again.

The man was already eating hot pot, looking at the way he was devouring it, it seemed that he had been hungry for several days.

"Master Yang, I brought a carrier pigeon," said the man.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Master Xiao is still thoughtful."

In the cage under the man's feet, there were three blue-gray homing pigeons, very energetic.

Yang Jiu wrote back to Xiao Kun, asking Xiao Kun to protect the corpse king no matter what.

"Meow."

As soon as I took Gan Sisi out of the hot pot restaurant, I saw the orange cat squatting at the door.

Yang Jiu said: "Daju, you have to believe me, there is really no opening of Huidan."

The orange cat barked again, turned and left.

Orange Cat didn't come here for Kai Huidan this time, but wanted to take Yang Jiu to a place.

"Jiulang, let's go and have a look, maybe Daju has encountered a problem that can't be solved." Gan Sisi said with a smile.

Follow the orange cat across the long street, enter the alley, climb over the wall, and come to a wasteland.

There are very few such wastelands in Chang'an City.

The orange cat barked twice towards the grass on one side.

A little bitch struggled out of the grass.

Yang Jiu recognized this little bitch, wasn't it the same little bitch who was always chasing and biting the orange cat back then, but was finally brought into trouble by the orange cat?

"Daju, will you give her the Kaihui Pill?" Gan Sisi asked.

Seeing the orange cat nodding, Gan Sisi was quite speechless.

The orange cat barked and jumped, making gestures for a long time, just wanting to ask Yang Jiu to save the little bitch.

The little bitch's mental state is very poor, even though she can barely crawl, it feels like half of her body has entered the gate of hell.

The reason why Ganqing Jumao gave Kaihui Dan to the little bitch was because he believed that as long as he ate Kaihui Dan, the little bitch would be able to recover.

As a result, the situation of the little bitch got worse and worse, and the orange cat had to bring Yang Jiu over to have a look.

Yang Jiu squatted down and saw a high bulge on the little bitch's belly, thinking that the little bitch probably ate something that she couldn't digest.

When I reached out and touched it, the bump was very hard.

"Jiulang, can you save him?" Gan Sisi asked.

The little bitch looked at Yang Jiu pitifully, and after eating Kaihui Pill, its eyes looked a bit like human's.

Yang Jiu said: "It should be something digested, and this thing is not small, I have to cut open the stomach and take that thing out..."

When the orange cat heard this, his head tilted and he fell to the ground.

"Daju, think about it, should you save it or not?" Yang Jiu let the orange cat make up his own mind.

The orange cat is today because it met Yang Jiu, and when it was desperate, who could it trust if it didn't believe in Yang Jiu?
Yang Jiu used Mafeisan to stun the little bitch, and then used Mafeisan on her stomach, and then took out a knife to cut open her stomach.

The orange cat lay on the side, its eyes closed tightly, not daring to look at it.

What the little bitch ate was still in her stomach.

Yang Jiu carefully cut open his stomach, and when he took out the hard object, his face was full of confusion.

The hard object is obviously a bergamot.

When sewing the corpse to see the life of the corpse, Yang Jiu had seen the bergamot and knew what the bergamot looked like.

Nowadays, there are many bergamots in the Jianghu, and the bergamot that the little bitch swallowed is probably a fake.

Throwing the bergamot to the side, Yang Jiu sewed up the little bitch's incisions, and then sprinkled Jinchuang medicine to stop the bleeding.

After the operation, the little bitch was still lethargic and did not wake up.

Yang Jiu picked up the bergamot, wiped it on the grass, and asked with a smile, "Sisi, do you think this is true or not?"

"It must be fake." Gan Sisi said.

There are so many fake bergamots in the rivers and lakes, how could the real bergamot suddenly appear in Chang'an City, and just happened to be eaten by this little bitch?
There are many unbelievable coincidences in this world, but it is not enough to...

If you think about it the other way around, it might just be such a bizarre coincidence.

If this bergamot is real, then their luck is too good.

There was a puddle next to the wasteland, Yang Jiu went to wash the bergamot.

The orange cat stood beside the little bitch, his eyes full of worry.

"Big orange, where did it eat this by mistake?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.

The orange cat raised its paw to explain for a while, and Yang Jiu realized that he was in Dongchang.

Wei Zhongxian was also looking for the real bergamot, and after going all over the rivers and lakes himself, he found nothing.

But it's normal to bring back a few fake Buddha's hands.

The bergamot that can be picked up and swallowed by a little bitch can only be a fake that was discarded at will.

Even if it's a fake, if you have one in your hand, it might come in handy in the future.

Yang Jiu put the fake bergamot into the Nine Snakes Guidong, so he had to study it carefully later, how to distinguish the real one from the fake bergamot.

Yang Jiu left some money for the orange cat and asked the orange cat to buy some meat for the little bitch.

Then Yang Jiu brought Gan Sisi to the house he just bought. Gan Sisi looked inside and out, and his reaction was exactly the same as Yang Jiu's.

"That open space can grow vegetables," Gan Sisi said.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I think so too."

In Gan Sisi's view, buying this house with 180 silver is not expensive at all.

Yangjiu wants to sew the corpse in Dongchang, and Maobuli hot pot restaurant is also near Dongchang. It is really not easy to find a suitable house.

"Tomorrow, I will find a craftsman to renovate the house. Keep the usable furniture and donate the unusable furniture to those in need. The bedding must be replaced with new ones..." Gan Sisi felt dizzy as she spoke. , I have to be busy again.

They can move in here as soon as the place is tidied up.

It's not that the mortuary shop is bad, the main reason is that the mortuary shop is too small and overcast. If they have a child, staying in the mortuary shop for a long time is definitely not good for the child.

Before it was dark, Gan Sisi asked Yang Jiu to go to the palace to see Wu Sanyue, and he couldn't wait for Wu Sanyue to summon him before going.

Anyway, Wu Sanyue is also Yang Jiu's savior, so she has to treat him well.

After her body recovered, Yang Jiu hadn't visited Wu Sanyue yet, and Wu Sanyue didn't send anyone to invite her. She was probably waiting for Yang Jiu to take the initiative.

When they came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Wu Sanyue was preparing for dinner.

Seeing Yang Jiu's arrival, she retreated from the maids and eunuchs who were waiting beside her.

"Finally willing to come and see me?" Wu Sanyue could only be herself in front of Yang Jiu, feeling very relaxed.

Since she ascended the throne, her daily life has been almost the same. She has to deal with government affairs when she opens her eyes, and she is still thinking about state affairs when she closes her eyes. She is really more tiring than that farm ox.

Yang Jiu sat down opposite her, and said with a smile, "I came to see you as soon as I recovered."

The long table is full of delicacies from mountains and seas, and there are at least fifty dishes.

Wu Sanyue is very economical in other places, but when it comes to food, she never knows how to save.

There are fifty different dishes for dinner.

Lunch is the most exaggerated, it must have more than [-] dishes.

There are so many dishes, and you only eat one bite of each dish, and it may be enough to kill you in the end.

Yang Jiu picked up the chopsticks, ate with relish, and persuaded by the way: "San Yue, don't let the imperial dining room make so many dishes if you can't eat, it's a waste."

"Looking at it makes people very happy." Wu Sanyue said.

Yang Jiu ate meat in big chunks and drank in big bowls, which made Wu Sanyue giggle.

"Okay, since you think it's a waste, do less in the future." As long as it is Yang Jiu's order, Wu Sanyue will do it.

After dinner, Yang Jiu stood beside her with her head bowed, and the court ladies and eunuchs quickly came in and took away all the dishes and tables.

Wu Sanyue likes spaciousness. After moving away the big dining table, the bedroom will be much more spacious.

"Jiu'er, I know you still have to sew the corpse, so let's hurry up and don't waste time." Wu Sanyue said as she walked towards the dragon bed.

Yang Jiu originally wanted to use some yellow beams to dream, but on second thought, it's a done deal, and if you don't enjoy it, you won't enjoy it.

Wu Sanyue's body is soft and boneless, and after hugging her once, she will be deeply infatuated with that feeling.

Just holding it can make people feel ecstatic.

After a lot of tossing, Wu Sanyue leaned into Yang Jiu's arms, and said with a smirk, "Jiu'er, you seem a little imaginary."

"Isn't it because the body hasn't recovered yet?" Yang Jiu sighed softly, and then asked Wu Sanyue if he didn't feel happy, then he could eat a whip.

Wu Sanyue laughed loudly, and took a while to recover, saying: "Forget it, that thing hurts your body too much."

A single whip can kill half a person.

"March, what, what if you suddenly have it?" Yang Jiu felt that if he didn't take any protective measures, something would happen sooner or later.

Wu Sanyue said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, if you have it, you will live."

Domineering enough.

Yang Jiu stayed for a while longer before dressing and leaving.

Wu Sanyue also got down from the dragon bed and called in a court lady to grind ink. There are still many memorials to be reviewed tonight.

After leaving the palace, Yang Jiu came directly to Yan Luo Hall.

If there is a need to run back and forth between two women, it will be Wu Sanyue at nightfall, and Gan Sisi when she wakes up in the morning. Sooner or later are arranged properly.

When she came to the gate of Yan Luo Palace, Yang Jiu saw Guo Qiniang standing at the gate, seeming to be hesitating whether to go in or not.

Yang Jiu walked over with a smile, and asked, "Qiniang, did the governor also ask you to come to Yan Luo Hall to sew the corpse?"

"Well, the Governor asked me to try it, but Master, I'm really scared." Guo Qiniang pouted, her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Actually, the corpses here are not that exaggerated. I still have a lot of corpse-suppressing charms here. If you are afraid, stick a few more on the corpses. If you encounter trouble, come to Xuanzi Call me from the room."

If Guo Qiniang encountered trouble while sewing the corpse, as long as the remedy was timely, her life would be saved.

There are still many dead bodies on the other side of the Huangzi room, just as Xiao Xuanzi persuaded Yang Jiu at that time, Yang Jiu also asked Guo Qiniang to go directly to the Huangzi more than 200 room.

After sending Guo Qiniang to the room of Huang Zi, Yang Jiu came to Room 23 of Xuan Zi.

Pushing open the door, the room was filled with an unpleasant smell.

The smell is like sulfur, but more pungent than sulfur.

The male corpse in the cold jade coffin was stabbed directly on the top of the head, and the whole head was split from the middle, extending all the way to the neck.

Looking at the corpse sewing records, the three corpse stitchers who died all died of poisoning.

Seeing this, Yang Jiu quickly took a detoxification pill, just in case.

Lifting the lid of the coffin, the male corpse's hands were raised violently, and there was a creaking sound from his throat.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Who are you scaring like this?"

With a slap, a corpse suppressing talisman was stuck to the corpse's chest, and the corpse's raised hands were immediately lowered, but the creaking sound in the throat did not disappear.

After washing his hands and burning incense, Yang Jiu came directly to sew the corpse.

Even with the corpse suppressing talisman, the male corpse could still lift his hands slowly.

When his hands were about to touch Yang Jiu, Yang Jiu rewarded him with another corpse suppressing talisman, which could keep the corpse's hands quiet for a long time.

The head was split open and it took a little time to sew.

After sewing the front, turn the body over and sew the back.

The corpse's hands rested on the bottom of the coffin, shaking its body against it.

"This action is disgusting enough." Yang Jiu glanced at the corpse's buttocks, and cursed with a smile.

While speaking, the back of the corpse was already sewn up.

However, after waiting, the "Book of Life and Death" did not appear.

Could it be another corpse whose life cannot be recorded?

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