My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 30 The Blacksmith Comes to Repay

You have to turn over when you sleep like this?

Even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come, I can't let you turn it over.

Yang Jiu took a step, sat directly on Bao Xueru's back, firmly pressed down, and quickly sewed up the incision with both hands.

After the last stitch was finished, Bao Xueru immediately became calm and stopped struggling.

Yang Jiu stood up, looking at the flawless peach stitches, very satisfied.

He didn't turn Bao Xueru over, just let the corpse lie on his stomach, so that the East Factory guards could see at a glance that the corpse had been sewn up.

No matter how vicious the corpse is, as long as the wound is sewn up, it cannot be a demon.

Tie a knot, cut the thread, and The Book of Life and Death appears.

Bao Xue was a Confucian student in a poor family. He was stupid since he was a child, and he followed his parents to work in the fields.

Until he was 12 years old, he happened to pass by a restaurant and heard a storyteller talking about the great achievements of the founding emperor of the Great Wei Empire.

Bao Xueru, who only listened to it once, actually wrote down all the stories he heard verbatim.

After returning home, he happily told his parents, who were shocked and shocked, and after a little discussion, they decided to send Bao Xueru to a private school in the town.

Bao Xueru, who was regarded as a fool by everyone, became the darling of the teacher in the private school within a few days.

No matter what the teacher teaches, Bao Xueru will master it once he learns it.

When he was 16 years old, Bao Xueru passed the Jieyuan examination, and the teacher was so happy that he shed tears.

When he was 17 years old, Bao Xueru passed the provincial examination, and the teacher was so happy that he shed tears.

At that time, Bao Xueru won the first prize in the examination, and the teacher was so happy that he smiled.

After entering the official career, Bao Xueru always kept in mind the teachings of his teacher. Being an official is not for the people, it is better to go home and grow sweet potatoes.

His career path was not smooth, it was always ups and downs, but with his extraordinary talent and a heart for the country and the people, he climbed to the high position of Minister of the Household Department step by step, and won the trust of the current emperor .

Whether it's fighting wars or disaster relief, Bao Xueru has done his best and done extremely well.

When treacherous ministers were in power, the lives of honest officials were very difficult.

Wu Youdao, the protector of the country, strategized behind the scenes and tricked the emperor into sending Bao Xueru into the Dongchang Prison.

Wei Zhongxian has always admired Bao Xueru, so he gave Bao Xueru a lot of preferential treatment in prison.

But just last night, Bao Xueru, who was reading a book, suddenly rose into the air and floated in the air.

In the pile of straw where he was sleeping, a knife made of red paper suddenly protruded out.

Bao Xueru fell down immediately, his back was split open by the paper knife.

When the paper knife retracted, Bao Xueru's internal organs also disappeared.

But there was an extra paper man on his body, and this paper man manipulated Bao Xueru's body to walk around in the cell.

When the East Factory guard found out, he was almost scared to death.

Bao Xueru's back was split open, and when he walked, his two flaps of flesh shook back and forth, but there was nothing inside.

The officer who first discovered the abnormality crawled and crawled to report, leaving a lot of dirt on the ground.

When a traitorous official is in power, it is difficult for an honest official to live.

Yang Jiu sighed, walked over to open the door, only to find that the door was locked from the outside.

"Eunuch Xuan, the body is sewn up, open the door."

"Yang Jiu, you, are you still alive?"

Xiao Xuanzi's tone was full of disbelief.

When the door was opened, everyone saw Yang Jiu standing in front of them in good condition, and Bao Xueru's body lying on the straw, the knife on the back had been sewn shut.

Yang Jiu walked out of the cell with a smile.

[Twenty corpses will be sewn up, and the host will be rewarded with the Peach Blossom Sword. 】

The Peach Blossom Sword is three feet and three feet long, as thin as a cicada's wing, dancing like a peach blossom in full bloom.

This feels like a sword used by a woman.

It is said that he already has the Snow Drinking Sword, and has also learned the whole set of Jiu Niu Sword, the Peach Blossom Sword rewarded by the system is useless.

"Yang Jiu, did you bring a sword when you came here?" When walking out of the Dongchang prison, Xiao Xuanzi looked at the sword in Yang Jiu's hand, a little confused.

Yang Jiu said: "I brought it, little Xuanzi, didn't you see it?"

Little Xuanzi didn't care about the sword, and took out three ingots of gold from his bosom, each ingot was worth ten taels.

When he went to invite Yang Jiu, the governor specifically told him that if Yang Jiu was alive, he would be rewarded with one ingot of gold, and if he was still alive and he could sew up Bao Xueru's body, then he would be rewarded with three ingots of gold.

If he died, he would go to a mass grave and bury him in a random pit.

Now that Yang Jiu is not only alive, but has also sewn up Bao Xueru's body, the three ingots of gold are naturally Yang Jiu's.

Yang Jiu only took one ingot, and the remaining two ingots should be honored to Xiao Xuanzi.

Xiao Xuanzi was quite frightened, not long ago he just received ten taels of gold from Yang Jiu, if he received another 20 taels of gold, his little heart would not be able to bear it.

The two pushed back and forth, but Xiao Xuanzi only took one ingot of gold in the end. After sending Yang Jiu away from the East Factory, he already regarded Yang Jiu as a friend in his heart.

A person who is willing to spend money for you is not necessarily a true friend, but a guy who doesn't give you money is definitely not a friend.

Back at the body sewing shop, Yang Jiu put away the gold, washed her hands and feet, and then lay down on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

What happened to the paper knife that killed Bao Xueru?

The paper knife protruded from the ground, cut Bao Xueru's back, took away Bao Xueru's viscera and blood, and then sank into the ground and disappeared.

After studying the paper-making technique carefully, Yang Jiu felt that it was not something that could be done with the paper-making technique.

Is it puppetry?

Puppetry can't do it, can it?
It can only be said that the world is so big that there are so many amazing things in it.

The next day.

Yang Jiu, Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan sat in front of No. [-] corpse shop, eating buns and basking in the sun, very comfortable.

The men passing by, especially those who sewed the corpse, were very envious of Yang Jiu.

Although Gan Sisi was covered with a veil, but judging from her figure, she felt that she should not be bad in appearance.

Wei Yuyan is younger, but with that appearance, she is really Xishi, better than Diaochan, and after another three or two years, she will be able to warm the bed.

Yang Jiu picked up the last bun and was about to stuff it into her mouth when she suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing at the end of the long street.

The man was big, muscular, and wearing a coarse blouse. He looked around and ran to this side just now.

It's the new heart thief blacksmith.

"My benefactor, please accept my bow." The blacksmith saw Yang Jiu from a distance, rushed over and knelt down and kowtowed.

Pedestrians passing by stopped one after another, all curious, is this person mentally ill, and it is not unlucky to kowtow to a corpse stitcher?

Wei Yuyan was very useful.

She has always kowtowed to others just to beg for food.

It was the first time someone kowtowed to her, and it felt so cool.

"What's the proper way to kneel and worship in public? Come in and talk about something." Yang Jiu got up and walked into the body sewing shop.

Gan Sisi tactfully took Wei Yuyan to go shopping.

Seeing the blacksmith also enter the body sewing shop, the people who were going to watch the fun felt bored and left cursing.

"After taking Engong's medicine, my wife's appetite has improved a lot. Now I can eat a big bowl for a meal, and I can also drink a bowl of soup..." The blacksmith's eyes were bright.

Yang Jiu was also very happy to hear that, and said with a smile: "Those folk remedies that harm people can't be trusted. If you are sick, you still have to see a doctor."

The blacksmith did not miss doctors, but all he met were quack doctors, and the more he took medicine, the worse his health became.

It's still Yangjiu's superb medical skills. After a dose of medicine, it's already effective. It's amazing.

"Engong, you can take me to the government to receive the reward." The blacksmith plopped down on his knees again, stretching out his hands for Yang Jiu to bind.

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