My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 236 The Power of Killing Ghost Talisman

after death.

Shi Renshan tried his best to reunite his souls.

However, if there is a little carelessness, the body will still be torn apart, just because the body has been dismantled into eight pieces without stitches.

When Yang Jiu was stitching up his body, he felt an unprecedented sense of joy, which made him ecstatic.

When the previous sewer was sewing the body, he stood by and watched, silently encouraging the sewer.

However, even he himself could not control his physical body.

After the corpse-sewer died tragically, the imperial court didn't send another corpse-sewer to sew his corpse, which is ridiculous.

It's just that before the news of the ecstasy, he was brought here by a mysterious force.

Yang Jiu chuckled and said, "I guess you've seen it too, I'm just an ordinary corpse stitcher."

However, Shi Renshan knew that Yang Jiu was not ordinary, he could sew up his body and bring his soul back here. This sewer is extremely dangerous and must be careful.

With her hands behind her back, Yang Jiu didn't pay attention to Shi Renshan at all, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, your Saibei Shi family will definitely be inferior to others, right?"

Shi Renshan frowned, becoming more and more frightened.

He hadn't heard of Saibei Shi's family for too long.

In order to achieve a certain purpose, all of them are ready to sacrifice at any time.

"I can't let you live." Shi Renshan's eyes suddenly showed killing intent.

Although his strength is not very strong, if he wants to kill a person, he should be able to do it.

Before the words were finished, Shi Renshan opened his arms, and rushed towards Yang Jiu with a whoosh.

wow.

Suddenly a golden light appeared, and a talisman light hit Shi Renshan's body.

Shi Renshan wailed and flew upside down, and when he landed, billowing smoke billowed from his body.

"You, you, you..." Shi Renshan's voice weakened rapidly.

In the terrifying thick smoke, Shiren Mountain quickly dissipated.

This is the first time Yang Jiu used the ghost-killing talisman, and he never expected it to be so powerful.

The key is that this ghost-killing talisman was drawn by him after taking pictures of cats and tigers. Its power cannot be compared with the ghost-killing talisman rewarded by the system.

"Book of Merits and Deeds" now:

The host rewards one hundred merit points for eradicating the evil spirits, and the remaining merit points are currently 550 five points.

One hundred points of merit?

Shi Renshan's soul seemed evil enough.

Shi Renshan is so evil, what about Shi Xiongxiong, who is a brother of the same clan?

Yang Jiu also had a lot of dealings with Shi Xiongxiong, what can I say about this man?
On the whole, Shi Xiongxiong gave him a strange feeling, like hiding a knife in his smile.

The depth of this man's city might not be weaker than that of Wei Zhongxian.

It may be a good thing that Wei Zhongxian wants to deal with Shi Xiongxiong.

Two dogs fight, play off.

I hope that Wei Zhongxian and Shi Xiongxiong can fight to the detriment of both sides.

Yang Jiu thought about leaving the room, and went to the No. 30 room next door.

Lying in the cold jade coffin was the corpse of an old man.

There was a blood hole between the eyebrows of the corpse, and the stomach was cut open, and it was empty inside.

Looking through the records of sewing corpses, there are as many as five corpse sewing people who died of corpses one after another.

The reasons for the death of the corpse sewers are messy, those who died laughing, crying, strangling, and dismembering their corpses are extremely terrifying.

Just as Yang Jiu was about to lift the coffin lid, he heard a cold voice above his head: "If you dare to move my coffin, you can try."

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the soul of the old man, clinging tightly to the roof beams, his bloodshot eyes staring wide open.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile, "So you killed so many corpse sewers?"

"What a person is when he dies is what he should be like after death. The court is beheading, but they still have to sew up the corpse. It's hypocrisy." The old man complained coldly.

Yang Jiu thinks this script is also good.

Since incomplete corpses will increase the possibility of dead bodies, the court might as well cancel the beheading altogether, and hang all those condemned criminals.

If the executioner cuts one more knife, the body seamer has to work hard to sew the body.

Some corpses will become weird, directly taking the lives of many corpse sewers.

Like other killings, the damage to the corpse cannot be avoided. Only the beheading of the death row prisoner can be avoided.

Yang Jiu thought about it and said with a smile: "Isn't it good to make your posthumous appearance look a little better?"

"To deal with hypocritical people, you should kill them." The old man said and rushed down.

Yang Jiu raised his right hand, with a ghost arresting talisman attached to his palm.

Caught off guard, the old man crashed into the ghost arresting talisman.

How to deal with the old man's soul next depends on whether the old man is good or evil.

If the old man is a good man, wait for the body to be sewn up before he dies.

If it is a bad person, then burn the ghost arresting talisman to make his soul fly away.

Lifting the lid of the coffin, a foul smell hit.

The old man's body had already started to rot before it was put into the cold jade coffin.

Burn incense with clean hands, and sew the corpse with thread.

In an instant, the old man's body was sewn up.

After the "Book of Life and Death" appeared, it began to record the life of the old man.

The old man's name is Qi Chuanguang, he was lonely since he was a child, begging for a living.

Because he is extremely clever, he is deeply loved by the people in the small town.

Even the beggars in the small town took good care of Qi Chuanguang.

It was also by chance that Qi Chuanguang joined the Beggars' Gang.

In the beggar gang, there are many seniors with strong martial arts who like Qi Chuanguang very much. When they are free, they will give Qi Chuanguang advice.

But Qi Chuanguang really doesn't have the talent to practice martial arts, no matter how many famous teachers teach him, he still can't become a top master.

However, compared to ordinary people, Qi Chuanguang was still able to do one against ten.

In the future, he was able to gain a firm foothold in the Beggar Gang and slowly climb to a high position, not relying on martial arts, but on brains.

There are so many beggars in the world.

If the beggar gang wants to grow, it is not simply to recruit all the beggars.

The strength of a gang lies in the fact that every member of the gang can contribute to the development of the gang.

As the gang itself, the first thing to do is to feed all the gang members.

I believe that many beggars are willing to join the beggar gang, the main purpose is to fill their stomachs.

Qi Chuanguang proposed many practical methods, which created a huge income for the beggars and made all the beggars live a very prosperous life.

Although Qi Chuanguang's martial arts is not high, but within the Beggar Clan, all disciples regard Qi Chuanguang as a god-like existence.

By the time he was 40 years old, Qi Chuanguang was already the eight-pocket elder of the beggar gang.

Among the young disciples, there was a high voice for Qi Chuanguang to be the next gang leader.

Qi Chuanguang knew in his heart that he was not expected to be the head of the beggars' gang, and it was a pity from heaven to have a place in the beggars' gang.

Qi Chuanguang worked diligently, just to let more people eat.

Fortunately, there were no fights within the Beggars' Clan, and they were united as one, and quickly gained a high status in the arena.

Qi Chuanguang's name was also a sensation in the world.

Any sect needs a person like Qi Chuanguang in order to flourish.

The disputes between the rivers and lakes are false and real.

Even though the Beggar Gang seldom got involved in disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu, there were many things they couldn't help themselves in being in Jianghu.

When the bergamot from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Grotto appeared in the rivers and lakes, Qi Chuanguang was leading a group of young disciples to practice in the rivers and lakes.

They met a gang and were fighting fiercely.

There were many corpses lying on the ground, and the smell of blood in the wind made people uncomfortable.

Usually when encountering such a thing, Qi Chuanguang chooses to avoid it.

But after hearing the bergamot, the rest of the disciples couldn't suppress the desire in their hearts, regardless of Qi Chuanguang's obstruction, they killed them one after another.

Qi Chuanguang's martial arts is not strong, so he can only reveal his identity, hoping that everyone in the decisive battle can turn hostility into friendship.

This time, he overestimated the words "Qi Chuanguang".

Those people were all red-eyed, and when they saw Qi Chuanguang approaching, someone swung a knife and slashed at him immediately.

Qi Chuan moved quickly with bare feet, narrowly avoiding it.

But a sharp arrow was shot from the front, hitting his forehead right in the middle.

Qi Chuanguang's body hadn't fallen down yet, another blade slashed horizontally.

His stomach burst open.

After reading the biography, Yang Jiu was puzzled.

When Qi Chuanguang jumped down just now, he thought this guy was a wicked person before he was alive, but unexpectedly he was a good person.

As the elder of the beggar gang, Qi Chuanguang is also doing his best to help the poor and poor while leading the disciples of the beggar gang to have a good meal.

Only Bodhisattvas have such a heart.

Yang Jiu thought about closing the coffin lid and washing her hands first.

[180 corpses are sewn together, rewarding the heart of the host Bodhisattva. 】

After drying her hands, Yang Jiu tore open the ghost arresting talisman.

Qi Chuanguang's soul came out and saw his own body in the coffin, which had been sewn up.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Qi Chuanguang asked with a frown.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "If you're afraid of death, you won't be a corpse maker."

Qi Chuanguang is very clear that the vast majority of sewers choose to engage in this line of work, isn't it just to have enough to eat?
If there is any danger, the seamstress often runs faster than the dog.

"I'm too stubborn." Qi Chuanguang was ashamed when he saw his body was sewn up and his soul was restored.

The feeling of the whole body is really good.

Yang Jiu cupped her fists and smiled, and asked, "Senior, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Any opportunity to earn merit points should not be missed.

Unfinished wish?
Qi Chuanguang lowered his head, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "I don't have any unfulfilled wishes. If I want to go to the underworld now, if I can meet the little one first, then go..."

Qi Chuanguang's voice became lower and lower, knowing that this was impossible.

He is already a ghost, how do people and ghosts meet each other?

"Little one?" Yang Jiu wanted to know who the little one Qi Chuanguang was talking about.

Qi Chuanguang smiled and said, "He doesn't have a name, so I just called him that. After all, when I picked him up, he was really small."

After chatting for a while, Yang Jiu was surprised to find that the little guy Qi Chuanguang was talking about turned out to be the famous nine-fingered beggar in the Jianghu.

Yang Jiu was quite confused, who would have thought that the nine-fingered beggar was raised by Qi Chuanguang.

"Senior, the person you want to meet is now in Chang'an." Yang Jiu said.

Qi Chuanguang couldn't help being stunned, and asked in a creaking voice after a while, "Really?"

seeing is believing.

If he couldn't see the real person, no matter how nicely Yang Jiu said, Qi Chuanguang would not believe it.

In recent days, Gan Sisi has been left out in the cold. Yang Jiu looked at the night and didn't intend to sew up any more corpses, so she took Qi Chuanguang to see Jiuzhi Beggar, and then went home to sleep.

The place where the nine-fingered beggar settled is a ruined temple in the city, which has been in disrepair for a long time and no one cares about it.

Even though it was late at night, the Nine-fingered Beggar didn't sleep yet, but hugged the wine jar and sipped.

Qi Chuanguang was even more shocked when he saw the Nine-fingered Beggar.

Unexpectedly, the little guy back then has now turned into an old man with white silk.

"You little one, you've grown so big, you're still addicted to alcohol." Qi Chuanguang's face was full of smiles.

The gaze of the nine-fingered god beggar fell on Yang Jiu, stood up staggeringly, laughed and said: "Master Yang came just in time, and I am worried that I don't have a drinking buddy."

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "If you want to drink, you can choose another day. Tonight, someone wants to see you."

Qi Chuanguang was tearful at the moment, and he was already very grateful to Yang Jiu. Seeing that the child he had worked so hard to raise had turned into a little old man, there is nothing more fulfilling than this.

Yang Jiu snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Senior, look at who is this next to me?"

"Master, master?" Nine Fingers Beggar's wine suddenly sobered up more than half.

Ever since Qi Chuanguang passed away, Nine Fingers Beggar was full of grief and got very drunk.

After waking up, the Nine Fingers Beggar didn't know where Qi Chuanguang's body went.

Qi Chuanguang was quite shocked, and asked in a trembling voice: "Little one, can you see me?"

When the master and apprentice were reminiscing about the old days, Yang Jiu stood by the side without disturbing.

The two talked and laughed, laughed and cried, just like two children.

After about half an hour, Qi Chuanguang could feel that it was time for him to leave.

Nine-fingered Beggar cried to tears and tried his best to persuade him to stay.

Qi Chuanguang raised his hand and touched the head of the Nine-fingered Beggar, and said with a smile, "It's still as stupid as when I was a child."

Beggar Nine Fingers would be stupid if he wanted to. If he could get his master's life back, he would definitely die without hesitation.

"Master Yang, I really don't know how to thank you." Qi Chuanguang saluted with his fists clasped. ,

Yang Jiu returned the courtesy and said, "It's nothing more than a little effort, senior, go all the way."

Nine Fingers God Beggar looked at Qi Chuanguang tearfully, knowing that no matter what method he tried, he would not be able to keep his master.

Qi Chuanguang smiled and waved at the Nine Fingered Beggar, then turned and left.

The Book of Merit appeared quickly:
The host helped Qi Chuan fulfill his last wish and obtained fifteen points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are 570.

This merit is the best gift of thanks.

"Master Yang, the body of the master..." The Nine-fingered God Beggar's eyes were red from crying, and the tears still couldn't stop flowing out.

Yang Jiudao: "It's in the Hall of Yan Luo in Dongchang. Tomorrow, seniors can go to Dongchang to pick it up."

If the Nine Fingers God Beggar did not go, Qi Chuanguang's body would most likely be sent back to the Beggars' Clan.

The identified corpses are often sent back after being sewn up.

After the unidentified corpses are sewn up, they will be buried in mass graves.

"Lord Yang, I don't want to thank you for your kindness. The future will last forever, so I will definitely be..." Nine-fingered beggar was agitated and was a little incoherent.

Yang Jiu cupped her fists, turned and left.

After returning home, Gan Sisi was still awake.

After washing your feet, you will inevitably have to sweat a little in the winter night.

The next day Yang Jiu slept until the sun was high, and when he opened his eyes, there was no Gan Sisi by his side.

But on the table, there were steamed buns, still warm.

Years later, after the hot pot restaurant opened for business, the business was so hot that Gan Sisi went to help early every day.

Even if several employees were found, the work in the store seemed to never be finished.

"Master Yang..."

When Yang Jiu was eating meat buns, cold-blooded shouts came from outside the courtyard.

Yang Jiu grabbed two buns, opened the door and saw that the person who came was cold-blooded, and asked with a smile: "Leng-blooded, what's the matter?"

"Of course, and it's still a big deal, come with me." Leng Xue said and took Yang Jiu's hand directly.

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