My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 301
In the long history, the most indispensable thing is interesting stories.

With the passage of time, many real stories were classified as myths because they were too fantastic.

When history becomes myth, I really don't know whether it is sad or lucky.

The story told by Wei Zhongxian, in today's view, is a fairy tale.

The female corpse in Tsing Yi locked underground is the legendary Hanba.

Ba was originally the daughter of the emperor, and wherever he went, there must be a severe drought, which is why he was called Hanba.

Hanba is also one of the ancestors of zombies.

At the beginning, the Hanba was still regarded as a god by people, but whenever there was a severe drought, people would use boy urine or dog blood to fight the Hanba to drive away the drought, hoping for a smooth weather.

But later, Hanba turned into a complete monster.

Yang Jiu wanted to laugh when he heard it, and seeing Wei Zhongxian suddenly remain silent, he asked, "Master, can we mortals really catch Hanba?"

"So this is just a legend." Wei Zhongxian chuckled.

But the discovery of those corpses was by no means accidental.

At that time, Wei Zhongxian had just become the governor of the East Factory, and it was the time when the spring breeze was in full swing.

Under Dongchang's surveillance, all the officials were silent, and regarded Wei Zhongxian as a monster more terrifying than Hanba.

There are officials and common people in the local area, and Wei Zhongxian personally took people to deal with them.

As a result, when they arrived, the official's house had been wiped out.

When the East Factory guards were searching, they found that a large house was densely packed with all kinds of corpses.

After cleaning up all the corpses, there were more than 200 corpses.

The blood in these corpses can be said to have been drained clean.

The strange thing is that the corpses were not put into the cold jade coffin, but none of them showed signs of decay.

Wei Zhongxian felt that there must be hidden secrets behind these corpses, so he immediately ordered to dig three feet to find out the secrets of these corpses.

Then in a secret room that was discovered, a booklet was found.

The pamphlet recorded in detail the process of feeding the Hanba.

Hanba has very high requirements for blood.

It doesn't mean that it is enough to just catch someone on the street and let the blood be eaten by Hanba.

Those who feed the Hanba are all kept in a dimly lit room from the moment they are born, and when they are twelve or thirteen years old at the earliest, they can bleed for the Hanba to eat, and at the latest they can’t exceed 30 years old.

Regardless of the severed corpses of these blood donors, it is said that after Hanba recovers all his mana, their bodies can be restored again, and they can turn into powerful zombies to follow Hanba to fight in the world.

It's a pity that the specific location of the Hanba was not recorded in the pamphlet.

Wei Zhongxian ordered people to dig wells everywhere in the official's mansion, reaching a depth of tens of feet, so countless people died tragically, all of which failed to discover the existence of the drought man.

Yang Jiu wanted to say that Wei Zhongxian had found the wrong place.

The place where Hanba was really imprisoned was a Taoist temple located deep in the mountains.

Yang Jiu didn't know exactly where the Taoist temple was.

If you can see the face of any Taoist priest, you can find the Taoist temple by piercing paper to find people. Unfortunately, those Taoist priests all wear the same white mask.

"I keep those corpses just to think about whether they will really recover one day in the future, turn into corpses, and follow Hanba." Wei Zhongxian's eyes shone with a strange light.

Yang Jiu asked: "Master Governor, isn't Hanba one of the nine corpses?"

"It's hard to say, it's better not to be." Wei Zhongxian shook his head and smiled wryly.

The other nine corpses are easy to find, if Hanba is the same, then the hope of finding all nine corpses will be extremely slim.

Yang Jiu also wanted to ask, how did Wei Zhongxian and others distinguish the nine corpses.

Any one of the nine corpses was alive, as if they were all sure.

But in Yang Jiu's view, whether it's Zombie Worm, the corpse king in Wanjian Villa, or the female corpse he brought back from the main altar of the Zoroastrian Cult, they are all the same.

"It might be a disaster to keep those corpses. After they are sewn up, let someone bury them." Wei Zhongxian turned and left after finishing speaking.

Yang Jiu nodded, found Xiao Xuanzi, and asked Xiao Xuanzi to deal with the sewn corpses.

The white paper rewards for sewing those corpses are very useful.

When he was free, he had to sew up all those corpses, so that he could have nearly a hundred blank sheets of paper.

This kind of white paper is very useful, so naturally the more the better.

But tonight is a critical moment for double cultivation with Wu Sanyue, so he has to enter the palace early.

Xue Xue and others attached great importance to the competition with Tubo, but Wu Sanyue didn't care at all.

Tubo's wolfish ambitions are clearly revealed, and the competition of sewing up corpses is just like a child playing house, very childish.

Wu Sanyue has always firmly believed that the game between countries will always rely on hard power to speak.

Although Tubo is located on a high plateau, it is difficult to win, but as long as the Great Xia Empire is really determined to win Tubo, Tubo will be difficult to parry.

What is more troublesome is that if the Great Xia Empire invades Tubo, countries such as the Kingdom of Jin will probably choose to invade.

The mutual containment between countries is the key to ensuring that countries can live in harmony.

Before he was enthroned, Wu Sanyue had such ambitions. Whatever the Jin Kingdom or Tubo, they would all have to be included in the territory of the Great Xia Empire in the end.

"Sanyue, let's not discuss state affairs tonight." Yang Jiu and Wu Sanyue soaked in the huge bathtub together, looking at Wu Sanyue with a smile.

Speaking of her inner ambition, Wu Sanyue was so excited that she completely forgot what the important thing was tonight.

About an hour later, the two collapsed onto the bed.

"Jiu'er, did you succeed?" Wu Sanyue asked with a blushing face.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Gather all your skills and punch me."

"Are you sure?" Wu Sanyue knew that she was no longer a weak woman with no power to restrain her. Since she practiced "Ling Ling Mian", her inner strength has been very deep now.

Yang Jiu had said before that she was at least a six-year-old skill.

Just now, she broke through a bottleneck that had plagued them for a long time, directly raising her skill to another level.

Wu Sanyue was still worried that this punch would break Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu sat up and said softly, "Don't worry about me, it's you who should be mentally prepared in advance. If you hit me with your fist, it might hurt a lot."

"We won't fight if it hurts." Wu Sanyue's eyes were blurred, and she was reluctant to attack Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu said: "It's your fist that hurts."

"Nonsense." Wu Sanyue immediately clenched her right fist, concentrating all her strength, and slammed it on Yang Jiu's shoulder.

Yang Jiu's body swayed, her face full of shock.

"It really hurts." Wu Sanyue retracted her fist, but fortunately, she could bear the pain.

Looking up and seeing Yang Jiu's expression, Wu Sanyue hurriedly held Yang Jiu's hands, and asked worriedly, "Jiu'er, are you alright?"

Yang Jiu came back to her senses, shook her head with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect this magic skill to be so powerful."

Unknowingly, Wu Sanyue has become a master.

Her current skill must be far above Gan Sisi and Ruanqing.

When going to court the next day, Wu Sanyue had to meet the Tubo mission.

The real envoy of Tubo is a woman, with strange decorations on her body, her appearance can't be said to be outstanding, but she has a pair of moves, like eagle eyes, which are extremely sharp.

This woman is Ludong Heya, the second sister of Ludong Zanpu.

Lu Dongheya personally went to Chang'an to conduct a body sewing competition. The provocation was on the one hand, and the more important purpose was to explore the details of Wu Sanyue.

Tubo will never forget Ludong Zanpu's enmity.

But Tubo would not be so stupid as to send troops to the Great Xia Empire without knowing anything about the situation.

The Great Xia Empire has a vast territory and strong soldiers and horses. Even if Tubo invades, it will only seize a few cities and search for some treasures, and try to conquer the Great Xia Empire in vain.

The total population of Tubo is probably not as large as the army of Daxia.

Small countries wishing to annex big countries are like snakes swallowing elephants.

After saluting, Lu Dongheya said with a smile: "Saint, regarding tonight's competition, we propose the following rules..."

Both sides produced three corpses, and three corpse stitchers, who were sewing corpses at the same time.

Whoever sews the corpse out first is the winner.

In order to be fair, we can first check the three corpses brought by Tubo, and then Daxia finds three corpses with similar injuries.

Wu Sanyue laughed and said, "That's it."

Since it is a comparison, it must follow the rules proposed by Tubo.

If you modify the rules at will, even if you win, Tubo will not be convinced.

The degree of difficulty in sewing a corpse is often not determined by the number of wounds.

For example, the corpse itself is deceitful, or the soul becomes evil due to the heavy resentment.

"Saint, if we lose, we are willing to add an additional [-] sheep every year." Lu Donghe said elegantly.

Wu Sanyue asked with a smile: "What if you win?"

"We only want Yangguan." Lu Dongheya said with a smile.

When all the officials heard this, they all murmured in low voices.

Just as the Wild Wolf Pass blocked the Kingdom of Jin from the grasslands, Yangguan also blocked the way for Tubo to invade Daxia.

If Yangguan is ceded to Tubo, then for Tubo, there will be a smooth road ahead.

All the officials felt that such a condition could not be agreed.

Wu Sanyue nodded with a smile, and said, "Of course, but it seems very unfair to bet like this."

"What does the sage think is fair?" Lu Dongheya knew that Wu Sanyue was a woman, so it was not easy to fool her.

Wu Sanyue smiled and said: "Since we want to cede the city, you have to cede the city too. This is the most fair."

It is indeed tempting to add [-] more sheep every year, but it is nothing compared to a city.

Ludong Heya knew exactly which city Wu Sanyue wanted.

Just as Tubo covets Yangguan, the Great Xia Empire has always been greedy.

Strictly speaking, Lazikou is not a city, but a natural danger.

But behind the danger that day, there are a large number of elite soldiers stationed.

There is a natural barrier here, which can be said to be a natural barrier given to Tubo by God.

"Which city does the sage want?" Lu Dongheya asked knowingly.

Wu Sanyue said with a smile: "The city is free, and Lazikou is fine."

All the officials applauded in their hearts, but the premise is that in tonight's corpse sewing competition, only wins are allowed, and no losses are allowed.

If they lose, Yangguan will have to be ceded to Tubo, which will make the Great Xia Empire lose its barrier.

"Okay." Lu Donghe dared to agree, because he was very confident in the corpse they brought and the stitcher.

Since he won't lose, no matter what conditions Wu Sanyue puts forward, he will accept them all.

Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "It's very lively tonight."

Lu Dongheya suppressed her smile, Wu Sanyue's smile made her feel very uncomfortable.

She is confident that the corpse sewers in Tubo can win, and Wu Sanyue has the same confidence in the sewers in Daxia.

After retiring from the court, Wu Sanyue returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Yang Jiu and the others are all there.

Wu Sanyue repeated Lu Dongheya's words, and asked with a smile, "Jiu'er, are you confident?"

"If they lose, they will definitely play tricks, so we have nothing to fear." Yang Jiu chuckled.

Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "That's right."

If Tubo loses, it is impossible to give up Lazikou.

Of course, Wu Sanyue would not give Yangguan to Tubo either.

To put it bluntly, this is a gamble about face, and it is unlikely to involve actual interests.

Yang Jiu said: "But we still have to win."

"Jiu'er, I'll leave this to you." Wu Sanyue also wanted to argue.

Leaving the palace, Yang Jiu called Shang Guo Qiniang and Shang Guanfeng to the post house where the Tubo mission was settled.

They need to take a good look at the wounds on the corpses brought by Tubo, and then find corpses with similar wounds.

There is a competition at night, and the time to find the corpse is only one day.

The three corpses brought by the Tubo mission were all female corpses, and they were dressed in blood-red clothes.

The three died in the same way, their heads were ripped off abruptly.

After seeing it, Yang Jiu smiled and said, "For this competition, you deliberately created these three corpses, right?"

"How does Lord Yang say this?" Lu Donghe laughed.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "It's okay, then we'll just find three corpses whose heads have been beheaded."

"Your Majesty Yang is very confident." Lu Dongheya sent someone to investigate, and he knew that Yang Jiu was the best among the corpse stitchers in Daxia.

From the very beginning, they had no hope of defeating Yang Jiu.

Therefore, their third corpse sewer is very average, but in the duel, this corpse sewer will face Yang Jiu.

In this way, they will lose to Yang Jiu, but they can guarantee to win the other two rounds.

Ludong Heya's wishful thinking was very well done.

Yang Jiu had other ideas in mind.

When Ludong Zanpu left Chang'an before, Yang Jiu rewarded him with a loyalty pill.

If it weren't for Fengyun Dao's misconduct, Ludong Zanpu should now be in charge of Tubo, and in time, he would bring Tubo into the Great Xia Empire.

Since Ludong Zanpu is a short-lived ghost, it should be possible to place hope on Ludong Heya.

It's just that he doesn't have the Loyal Geng Geng Pill on him right now, so he has to go to the exchange mall later to have a look. With the existing merit value, he will definitely be able to exchange for the Loyal Geng Geng Pill.

For a moment, Yang Jiu suddenly thought of the blank paper he just got.

Just write down Ludong Heya's future life on a blank sheet of paper, and let her lead Tubo into Daxia no matter what, wouldn't that be enough?
So as long as you get a drop of Ludong Heya's blood, that's all.

It's very simple to do this, cover your face, cut Ludong Heya with a knife, and take blood directly.

After Yang Jiu made up his mind, he was very glad that Ludong Heya came to Chang'an City in person.

Wu Sanyue has been greedy for Tubo for a long time, as long as there is a chance, Yang Jiu will naturally help her get Tubo.

"Master Yang, are you sure you don't want to take a closer look?" Lu Dongheya smiled like a flower.

Yang Jiu said: "It's just a dead body."

In fact, Yang Jiu had already discovered that the viscera of the three corpses had been emptied.

It is meaningless for Tubo to play this trick.

As long as they tie up the viscera in advance and sew up the corpse, they can save a lot of time.

The most important thing is to give the more powerful corpses to the corpse sewers in Tubo.

If it doesn't work, if ghosts are allowed to exercise, it will definitely make the corpse stitchers in Tubo want to die.

When leaving, Yang Jiu just flicked his fingers lightly, and a wisp of powder entered Ludong Heya's nostrils precisely.

This powder is not something else, it is a good thing that Ludong Heya can enjoy.

Yin and Yang scattered.

If Lu Donghe Yaruo is having sex with men in broad daylight, even if she encounters an assassin, she probably won't cause trouble.

Leaving the post house, Yang Jiu asked Guo Qiniang and Shangguan Feng to find the body.

"Master, can we really do it?" Guo Qiniang was very nervous.

It has something to do with the national prestige of Great Xia, so don't be careless.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Ordinary decapitated corpses will do."

"Lord Yang, I'm afraid it won't work, right?" Shangguan Feng frowned.

Yang Jiudao: "Those three corpses prepared by Tubo have actually been hollowed out. If they want to play yin, we have to be more shady than them. At that time, you only need to concentrate on sewing the corpses and protect yourself. The enemy I'll deal with it over there."

With Yang Jiu's words, Guo Qiniang and Shangguan Feng felt inexplicably at ease.

They all know that no matter what happens, Yang Jiu is very reliable.

After the two left, Yang Jiu changed his appearance and sneaked into the post house.

Almost all members of the Tubo mission were dispersed and went back to their rooms to rest.

But there was a burly man who was left in the room by Ludong Heya.

Yang Jiu approached the room quietly, and could hear the blushing voice coming from the room from a distance.

bang.

Yang Jiu kicked open the door.

The two people who were tumbling on the table quickly separated, and looked at the door in shock.

Yang Jiu changed her appearance and changed her clothes, she was a complete stranger to Ludong Heya.

The burly man pulled out a hidden knife from under the table, and rushed directly to Yang Jiu without saying a word.

Yang Jiu swayed and brushed past the man. While knocking the man unconscious, he snatched the Tibetan knife from his hand.

Lu Dongheya stood behind the table, leaning on the table to block the hidden parts, and asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Taoist greets you." Yang Jiu used the voice changing technique, making his voice sound very dull.

Lu Donghe Yaxiu frowned, and said: "What orders does the Taoist have?"

Yang Jiu was taken aback, could it be that Lu Dong Heya and Feng Yundao still colluded?

"Take your life." Yang Jiu raised his Tibetan knife and smiled grimly.

Lu Donghe said elegantly: "Dao Zun kills me now, but he doesn't want to cooperate with Tubo?"

Swish.

Yang Jiu slashed out with a knife, bringing out a line of blood on Ludong Heya's shoulder.

Ludong Heya also knows martial arts, but the three-legged cat's kung fu is incomparable with Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu took out a porcelain bottle and filled it full of blood.

Although just one drop is enough, it feels like more is better.

Lu Dongheya fell to the ground in pain, moaning unceasingly, but the Yin-Yang San was still working, which really tortured her unspeakably.

Yang Jiu then turned and left.

Ludong Heya was shocked, unexpectedly, Yang Jiu didn't kill her.

Even though her shoulders were bleeding profusely, all she could think about at the moment was men.

At this time, there must be a man, and it must be a very strong man.

Ludong Heya walked over and kicked the attendant several times.

The follower passed out completely, and he might not be able to wake up in a short time.

Ludong Heya had no choice but to call other attendants in.

It is not important to find out the identity of the assassin, what is important is to put fire on the body.

Such a embarrassing thing naturally cannot be known to the whole city.

Fortunately, there is no fear of life, so it is considered a dumb loss.

Afterwards, Lu Dongheya sat on the bed and was able to think calmly.

Although she absolutely cannot sleep without a man by her side when she sleeps at night, she doesn't have such a strong desire like just now. What's going on?

Lu Dongheya racked his brains, but couldn't figure out the reason.

All she can do now is to get a good night's sleep. After nightfall, there will be a competition to sew the corpse.

Tubo must not lose, nor will it lose.

……

Back home, Jueqing lightly practiced his sword in the yard.

With the swelling of the lower abdomen, Jueqing dare not use too much force now, and can only move a little bit, so as not to make the movements become unfamiliar in the future.

Seeing Yang Jiu come back, Ruanqing stopped and said with a smile: "Master, there are guests at home."

Just as he was talking, Hua Baoyue came out of the kitchen with a pot of tea in his hand.

Jueqing originally wanted to make tea to entertain guests, but Hua Baoyue insisted on going by herself.

I've been really busy recently, so I don't have time to visit the God of Wealth Escort.

But Yang Jiu is not worried about Hua Baoyue at all. With the help of Escorts, I believe that Hua Baoyue will be able to restore the stinky name of the God of Wealth Escort Bureau.

"Master Jiu, I'm here to give you a report." Hua Baoyue put the teapot on the stone table, then picked up the tea bowl, and gently poured three bowls of tea.

She picked up a bowl and said with a smile: "Jiu Ye, I will replace wine with tea first, and present you with a bowl."

Yang Jiu smiled back.

"This is profit sharing." Hua Baoyue didn't hesitate, and directly took out twelve taels of gold and put it on the stone table.

Compared with Yang Jiu's investment, ten taels of gold is not much.

However, it took only three or two months to get ten taels of gold, which was beyond heartfelt expectations.

Yang Jiu accepted it bluntly, and said with a smile: "It seems that our head escort, Mr. Hua, really made a lot of money this time."

"I just hope that the Escort's business will get better and better in the future." Hua Baoyue chuckled.

With the wonderful experience of making money during these days, Hua Baoyue is full of confidence in the future.

Yang Jiu said: "If you encounter troubles that you can't solve, just come to us, don't be embarrassed."

"Okay." Hua Baoyue then got up and said goodbye.

The escort agency's business is booming, this time she has just escorted the escort back to Chang'an, and she has to leave Chang'an tomorrow.

If you want the God of Wealth Escort to improve as soon as possible, you have to endure more hardships.

Ease cannot be exchanged for a bright future.

Yang Jiu handed the gold to Jueqing, and said with a smile, "Buy something you like."

Every time he takes money from Yang Jiu, Jueqing feels weird.

But the family's expenses are really high, and her little salary is far from enough.

But there is a man in the family who can make a lot of money, so she doesn't have to worry too much.

Yang Jiu asked Rueqing to grind the ink, then poured Ludong Heya's blood into the ink, took out the white paper, and stared blankly.

In the end how to write, really need to think carefully.

"Sanggong, why did you add blood to the ink?" Jueqing could recognize it at a glance, it was human blood.

Whose blood is it?

Yang Jiu explained with a smile.

Unfeeling but a look of disbelief.

Who would believe that a person's future could be changed by just writing a few words on a blank sheet of paper?

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