My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 3 Peach Blossom Needle Technique
It was the body of a beggar that the guard sent.

The beggar died a terrible death.

He was stabbed once in the neck and three times in the chest, and his left chest was almost split open.

Looking at it, Yang Jiu felt that the beggar was killed by the noodle-selling woman, so she lighted incense silently.

Pick up the needle and thread, and sew up the beggar's neck first.

Then the two knives on the chest were sewn.

The beggar's chest muscles are very good, very straight, but the scratches and bite marks on it are shocking.

Finally, slowly sew up the split left chest.

The smell of this beggar is really unbearable.

"Book of Life and Death" immediately appeared the life of the beggar.

The beggar's name is Zhao Guihua, the son of the county magistrate, who likes embroidery since childhood.

If you want to ask why he has a woman's name, you can only ask his father.

At the age of sixteen, Zhao Guihua married a beautiful wife and lived a happy life.

Unexpectedly, not long after the wedding, the county magistrate was beheaded by the emperor because of embezzling and breaking the law.

Zhao Guihua is just a dude, who eats, drinks, whores and gambles, and soon loses all her family property.

People are used to living a life of wealth, but they cannot live a life of poverty.

The sweet wife took away the last bit of money in the family. In order to fill her stomach, Zhao Guihua had to go to the street and beg for a living.

But because he is helpless, he is often bullied by vicious beggars.

If you can't get along in this place, then change to another place, and after going around for a while, you came to Chang'an City.

Although there are many beggars in Chang'an City, there are also many rich people, so it is much easier to beg for food.

As the saying goes, when you are full and warm and think about sex, after filling your stomach, beggars who are also men will look for targets to attack.

They set their eyes on the woman selling noodles.

Even though Zhao Osmanthus was the last one to go up, she also got great satisfaction.

They discussed how to occupy the prostitute forever for them to vent their desires.

After the woman who sells noodles became a widow, she was often bullied by men. If her stomach moved a little, she would buy abortion pills. If the number of times increased, her stomach would be like a pool of stagnant water, and there would be no more ripples.

It's okay to be bullied by a man once in a while, but I never expected to be bullied by a group of beggars in turn at this age.

The noodle seller was completely furious.

The group of beggars came again last night, and there were four more people than the night before.

The noodle seller hid the kitchen knife under her pillow. When the leading beggar pressed her on the bed, she took out the kitchen knife from under the pillow and slashed at the beggar's head viciously.

The beggar's head was almost split in half, and the blood sprayed the face of the noodle woman with his brains.

The beggars were terrified, and after calming down, they rushed forward again.

The noodle-selling woman was no match for both fists and multiple hands. In the end, she was beaten to the ground by the beggars and was humiliated again.

After the beggars were satisfied, they lifted the body of the boss and left cursing.

They didn't dare to report to the officials, because their bestial behavior would be beheaded in Wei Dynasty.

Time was in a hurry, Zhao Guihua was not satisfied, she went back and forth, and wanted to do it again.

When approaching the bed, unexpectedly, the noodle seller sat up and slashed his neck with a knife.

Zhao Guihua was directly sent to the west by this knife.

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone a living person.

The incense has burned out.

Yang Jiu pulled the iron ring, and the guard came in and took away Zhao Guihua's body.

[Sewing four corpses, reward the host for peach blossom stitching. 】

This peach blossom stitching method was created by a corpse sewer. It is used to sew corpses together. It is strong and beautiful.

However, due to various reasons, this acupuncture method has been lost in the world.

This is the stitching method that corpse seamers dream of. Naturally, Yang Jiu is happy. In the future, the place where the corpse is stitched should not be too ugly.

After waiting for a long time, no more corpses came, so Yang Jiu went to sleep on the couch.

After dawn, Yang Jiu got up to have breakfast.

When passing by the noodle seller's house, I saw a few beggars carrying things out.

The noodle seller runs a noodle stall, and the family still has some savings.

These beggars threatened the woman selling noodles with the death of the boss and Zhao Guihua, saying that she was a murderer, so naturally they had nothing to fear, and took all the valuables at home to the pawn shop, at least for a year's food and clothing.

Some beggars had wounds, which were chopped off by the noodle seller.

Yang Jiu frowned and stepped forward.

"Are you the little boy that the kiln woman raised secretly?" A beggar reached out to stop Yang Jiu.

Kiln woman?

Yang Jiu was slightly surprised, but then realized that she was calling the noodle shop woman a prostitute.

"Did the kiln woman give you all the silver? If you hand it over, I will spare your life." The beggar was stabbed in the face, the wound had just scabbed, and his face looked extremely hideous.

Beggars should be poor people.

Although the threshold for entering this industry is low, as long as you make yourself dirty and smelly, take a broken bowl and sit on the street, you can get a bowl of food.

But poor people have something to hate, and they can be downright wicked if given the chance.

What this group of beggars did to the women selling noodles is simply outrageous.

"Are you dumb?" the beggar said as he punched Xiang Yangjiu in the face.

Yang Jiu didn't fight back, nor did he hide.

"My mother..." A punch hit Yang Jiu's face, but it felt like hitting a rock, and the pain made the beggar cry for his father and mother.

The beggars who were moving things rushed over one after another and asked about the situation.

"Brothers, he is the little boy raised by the kiln woman, and all the money is on him." The beggar's right fist was bloody, and as soon as he called out, all the beggars rushed towards Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu turned around, avoided it easily, and ran away.

The group of beggars looked dumbfounded.

"Look at your mother, chase after me." The injured beggar took the lead in chasing.

Yang Jiu knew which ruined temple the group of beggars had settled in, and ran to their lair in one breath.

A group of beggars chased after them, and they were all happy to see Yang Jiu standing in the yard.

Is this kid stupid?
They escaped to the den of thieves, so they can't be blamed for being ruthless, so they had to work hard for those seamers to sew another corpse after dark.

The iron cloth shirt is used for defense, and the Jiuniu guillotine is naturally used for offense.

Just in time for this great opportunity, Yang Jiu wanted to try the power of this saber technique.

He held a short knife in his hand.

"Brothers, this little boy has a knife, be careful." The injured beggar grinned grinningly, and pulled out a rusty kitchen knife from his waist.

But before the beggar had time to swing the knife, his head left his shoulders and rolled into a puddle on one side.

The rest of the beggars stared wide-eyed, feeling as if they were hitting a ghost during the day, and their backs felt chilly.

Yang Jiudong hasn't moved at all, who cut off the head of the new boss?

Jiuniu guillotine is fast.

These beggars are not martial arts practitioners, and it is even more difficult to see Qing Yangjiu's figure.

It's the first time to kill, and it's a villain, and it feels really good.

Yang Jiu strikes again.

In the blink of an eye, the heads of all the beggars fell to the ground.

Blood stained the ground red.

If there is a knife in hand, the power of the Jiuniu guillotine should be even stronger.

When leaving, Yang Jiu glanced at the corpses on the ground.

I don't know if one of the corpses will be given to him tonight.

"My lord..." The noodle-selling woman appeared at the gate of the ruined temple, and when she saw the courtyard full of corpses, she covered her face with her hands, her eyes showing horror.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Auntie, it's nothing to do with a little effort."

With tears in her eyes, the noodle seller fell to her knees and kowtowed to thank her.

Then she told Yang Jiu that she was leaving Chang'an to seek a living elsewhere.

Yang Jiu can only wish her good luck, it seems that she will never be able to eat delicious noodles in the future.

On the way back to the corpse shop, Yang Jiu heard a beautiful melody coming from a restaurant.

After hesitating for a while, he stepped into the restaurant and found a seat to sit down.

Anyway, I'm not sleepy. It's not bad to come here to drink and listen to ditties.

The song was sung by a girl in a red dress, with a red gauze covering her face and a beautiful figure.

That voice was even more like the sound of nature, even after returning to the corpse shop, it still lingered in Yang Jiu's ears.

It's really lingering, and it lasts for three days.

After dark, the guards from the East Factory brought over the corpses to be sewn.

Yang Jiu saw that this corpse was the beggar he killed first.

It's just that the corpse looks a little weird.

(End of this chapter)