My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 318
The group of eagles approached quickly, but the height did not decrease.

Even if it looks a little bigger, it is only the size of a palm.

Yang Jiu let go quickly, and the feathered arrow shot towards the eagle group with the momentum of thunder.

Temujin smiled and said, "Master Yang is a little anxious."

"My archery skills are not good." Yang Jiu smiled.

At this moment, Temujin also let go of his hand.

The arrows shot by Yang Jiu, armed with incomparably terrifying internal force, pierced through Da Diao's body one after another.

As soon as the arrow passed, the four eagles spun and fell downwards.

Temujin was taken aback.

When shooting eagles before, his highest record was only two. Unexpectedly, Yang Jiu's seemingly random arrow could shoot down four big eagles.

Puff puff.

The sharp arrow shot by Temujin passed through the group of eagles at this moment, and three big eagles fell down immediately.

It broke the record.

Temujin was overjoyed.

Although there is still a gap compared with Yang Jiu, but he can break through his best result and feel very comfortable.

On the grassland, if you want to win people's respect, you have to speak with your strength.

"Lord Yang is really a good archer." Temujin gave a thumbs up and praised from the bottom of his heart.

After returning to the city with seven big eagles, the common people were shocked when they saw it.

As long as Temujin seized the opportunity, he would say that Yang Jiu killed four birds with one stone.

The people who heard it were shocked, and felt that killing two birds with one stone is powerful, and killing four birds with one stone is simply a miracle. If it hadn't been said from Temujin's mouth, they would not believe it if they were killed.

Temujin didn't need to spread such a lie.

Unexpectedly, in the Central Plains, there is such a master of archery as Yang Jiu.

Back at the post house, Yang Jiu heard Wan Jianfeng's miserable howling.

Cao Rui's method is very clever, while tormenting Wan Jianfeng severely, he will not let Wan Jianfeng die immediately.

The flesh on Wan Jianfeng's hands and feet was scraped clean.

Wan Jianfeng opened his eyes wide, as long as the knife pierced the flesh, he would still howl in pain.

It stands to reason that after enduring so much pain, the whole person should be numb, but the strange thing is that that kind of pain will make him let out an extremely terrifying howl.

Cao Rui was completely immersed in the joy of revenge, the more miserable Wan Jianfeng screamed, the more she didn't want Wan Jianfeng to die.

With Cao Rui's Lingchi method, after Wan Jianfeng's death, the body will definitely not be able to be stitched up.

But Yang Jiu had already thought about it, burning the body and destroying the soul, what kind of storms could Wan Jianfeng make?

Cao Rui is very grateful that Yang Jiu can let her act recklessly.

After dark.

Yang Jiu quietly sneaked into the palace of the Kingdom of Jin and administered needles to Wanyan Wulu.

Wanyan Ulu's bedroom was surrounded by guards arranged by Temujin.

Anyone who wanted to see Wanyan Ulu had to get Temujin's consent, even Wanyan Ulu's woman and son.

Everyone can see that Temujin's rebellious heart is very obvious.

Naturally, Wanyan Ulu is also very clear, but facing the powerful Temujin, what can Wanyan Ulu do with one foot in the coffin?
"Master Yang, how did you get in?" Wanyan Wulu was quite shocked when he saw that Yang Jiu really appeared.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Those guards outside still can't stop me."

"If Temujin finds out, you may lose your life." Wanyan Ulu was worried.

Yang Jiu took out the silver needle and said, "Then don't let him know."

Being able to come in without alarming the guards, Yang Jiu's high martial arts made Wanyan Wulu even more frightened.

The guards of the palace before were not as strict as they are now.

If the Central Plains court wants to kill him, as long as they send Yang Jiu, they will succeed.

"Sweating profusely, at the beginning, it must be a little painful, please bear with it." Yang Jiu reminded with a smile before preparing to give the needle.

Wanyan Wulu smiled and said, "It's okay, I won't shout."

As long as he makes a loud noise, the guards outside will be alarmed.

Wanyan Wulu can be regarded as a soldier all his life, he has never suffered any pain, he firmly believes that he will be able to not make any sound.

However, after the silver needle entered the body, the piercing pain still made Wanyan Wulu hum.

As the acupuncture continued, Wanyan Wulu would groan in pain every time the silver needle penetrated.

Yang Jiu had a total of 99 needles, which almost made Wanyan Wulu unable to come up in one breath.

"It's really embarrassing." Wanyan Wulu lay on the bed, panting heavily.

With a few more shots, he might actually pass out.

Yang Jiu admired Wanyan Wulu very much. From the beginning to the end, Wanyan Wulu didn't make too much noise.

Being able to endure that kind of pain shows how tenacious Wanyan Wulu's willpower is.

It's no wonder that the Golden Congress has become stronger under the leadership of Wanyan Ulu.

But Wanyan Wulu's biggest failure in this life is that he failed to give birth to a good son.

If you want to make the country permanent, you need an excellent successor, otherwise everything is empty talk.

"Khan, how do you feel?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.

Wanyan Wulu stretched his arms and said, "It's much better, it's amazing."

Many doctors have seen it before, and have used various methods, including acupuncture, but the results are useless.

The strange thing is that after Yang Jiu applied the needles, the pain on his body was instantly relieved.

Wanyan Wulu was amazed, but wanted to ask Yang Jiu to stay, and he would definitely make Yang Jiu a king under one person and above ten thousand people.

It's just that Wanyan Wulu couldn't say such words, because he knew very well in his heart that even if he said this, Yang Jiu would not agree.

The Central Plains is so good, who would like this bitter cold north?
With Yang Jiu's ability, he will be reused wherever he goes.

Wanyan Wulu knew that Yang Jiu was so dedicated to treating him that he hoped that he could destroy Temujin.

Apparently, Wu Sanyue has also seen that if Temujin is allowed to be the master of the northern grassland, it will undoubtedly pose a more terrifying threat to the Great Xia Empire.

But is this really the only purpose of Yang Jiu?

Wanyan Wulu doesn't think too much at the moment, the most urgent thing is to get back to his body quickly.

If there is really half a year, I believe many things can be handled properly.

"Khan, take a good rest." Yang Jiu packed up the silver needle and prepared to leave.

Wanyan Wulu asked: "How many more times do we need acupuncture?"

"Just three nights in a row." Yang Jiu said.

Leaving the palace, returning to the post house, listening to Wan Jianfeng's wailing, Yang Jiu unexpectedly slept soundly.

……

The murderer is Yang Jiuye.

Rueqing lit the lantern and looked at the blood writing on the wall with an extremely gloomy expression.

The corpse lying under the corner had its heart gouged out in a very brutal way.

"Jueqing, go back and rest, just leave this place to me." Leng Xue felt that it was too cold at night, and Juqing had a big belly, so it was not suitable for investigation.

Unfeelingly asked: "The previous clues have some clues."

"I've checked everything, and there's nothing of value." Leng Xue sighed softly.

Yang Jiu was in the Kingdom of Jin, but the murderer left such bloody words, what was his intention?

By doing this, the murderer is just making the world laugh at him.

But from this point of view, the real murderer should have a deep hatred for Yang Jiu.

If he hadn't hated him deeply, he wouldn't have done such a crazy thing.

The real murderer had no rules when choosing a target to kill. He just wandered the streets and killed people who were alone.

Chang'an has been quiet for a while, but now because of the appearance of this murderous demon, the people are worried again, and life is very unsatisfactory.

The key is that the year is approaching. If the real culprit has not been caught for a long time, how can the people live this year?

Jueqing was very desperate at the moment, if Yang Jiu had been there, the case would have been solved long ago.

Yang Jiu can know who the real murderer is by sewing the corpse, and then tie a paper man to know where the murderer is hiding.

Ruanxin wished that she could also have this kind of ability.

It was meaningless to stare at the corpse at the moment, he was relentlessly worried about Gan Sisi at home, so he went home first.

Maybe she can't solve this case, maybe she can only wait for Yang Jiu to come back to have a result.

Back home, Gan Sisi was still awake, waiting for Ruanqing to come back.

Seeing the heartless shaking of her head, Gan Sisi asked, "Is this No. 19?"

"Yes." Nodded heartlessly.

The people who committed crimes in various parts of Chang'an have brutally killed 19 people.

The identities of these victims vary from bad to good.

After the murderer kills, he will leave those six words of blood behind.

Ruthlessly and persistently wanting to investigate this case, he also does not want this vicious murderer to continue to tarnish Yang Jiu's reputation.

Of course, the main purpose is to definitely not want to see innocent good people being killed.

"Unfeeling, since that guy hates Xianggong so much, he should hate us too, right?" Gan Sisi had an idea.

Jueqing frowned slightly, and said, "Sisi, you mean we use our bodies as bait to directly lure the murderer out?"

"That's it." Gan Sisi smiled and nodded.

Unfeelingly said: "No, this is too dangerous."

Rueqing is not afraid of death, but is very worried about the child in her stomach.

"Unfeeling, I think it's feasible, after all we don't do this, I'm afraid the murderer will come to us soon." Gan Sisi said.

Rueqing knew that Gan Sisi was right.

When the murderer killed someone, it was clear that he was taking revenge on Yang Jiu.

The murderer obviously didn't have confidence in his own strength, and he didn't dare to find Yang Jiu directly. He could only wait for Yang Jiu to leave Chang'an before jumping out and killing innocent people indiscriminately.

This kind of Xiaoxiao is the most difficult to deal with.

"Sisi, what do you think we should do?" Rueqing asked in a low voice thinking.

Gan Sisi smiled and said, "We have to ask Swift for help."

Wei Yuyan has saved enough money to buy a house, and has been looking for a suitable house these days.

And she has grown into a slim girl, and she feels like she can get married right away.

Wei Yuyan is hardworking, capable, good-looking, and has a lot of savings. I really don't know which brat will be cheaper in the future.

On the next day, Wei Yuyan distributed leaflets everywhere according to Gan Sisi's instructions.

The word handing out leaflets was learned from Yang Jiu.

Previously, when Maobuli hotpot restaurant first opened, business was not good. Yangjiu used this method, combined with the gimmick of free tasting, to successfully sell the brand of Maobuli hotpot.

When people like this delicacy, even if the price is raised a little, people will accept it.

The leaflet that Wei Yuyan sent out was very simple, saying that Gan Sisi had given birth and was weak, and needed to find a servant with quick hands and feet, male or female.

Gan Sisi always believed that the murderer must be watching them secretly.

She didn't plan to go out these few days, so she stayed in the house, waiting patiently for the murderer to take the bait.

Ruanqing felt that this move might not work.

The murderer was a very cowardly man.

After Yang Jiu left Chang'an, he dared to jump out and do evil.

Both Jueqing and Gan Sisi's martial arts are not weak, and as a woman of Yang Jiu, there must be a master protecting her secretly.

The murderer should not be so bold as to come to the house to serve as their servant.

It's just that things in this world are often not absolute, maybe the murderer just dared to do this?

Another day later, a lot of people came to the Yangzhai to look for work, including men and women, old and young.

Seeing that formation, Gan Sisi also had a headache.

In Chang'an City, there are still a lot of poor people. They all know that Yang Jiu has always been generous, if he can live in Yangzhai, his income must be quite a lot.

Anyone who knows the news wants to try their luck.

"Unfeeling, I will leave the rest to you." Gan Sisi felt that she really had an idea.

Unfeeling also felt scalp numb.

Even if the real murderer was standing in front of her at this moment, she would not know it.

After all, she didn't even know whether the real culprit was a man or a woman.

Knowing nothing about the real culprit, but trying to find the real culprit in this way is quite funny.

But Wei Yuyan is a warm-hearted person, sitting there, carefully questioning everyone who came to find a job, she looks decent.

Hearing Wei Yuyan propose all kinds of weird rules, many people retreated.

They wanted to make money, but they also wanted to make money easily. Facing the messy rules Wei Yuyan said, they couldn't do it.

The problem is that if you can't do it, your wages will be deducted.

The boss has the final say on such things as deducting wages, and they may not get a penny in the end.

The unfeeling gloomy face finally eased down.

Wei Yuyan's method is very effective.

If it was the real murderer, no matter how difficult Wei Yuyan tried to make things difficult, she would still want to work in the mansion.

In the end, there were only three people who vowed to enter the mansion.

A middle-aged aunt, skinny and skinny, looks like she doesn't have much strength.

But this aunt is very confident, no matter what request she makes, she can accept it.

Another was a man in his early thirties with a scar on his face and a shy personality who wanted the job.

The reason for this was that the scars on his face were so terrifying that he couldn't find work on weekdays, and he was often hungry.

The other one was a little boy of eight or nine years old. The little boy refused to leave, just wanted to earn some pocket money.

This little boy doesn't even need to think about it carefully, he is only eight or nine years old, what kind of work can he do?

Therefore, the middle-aged aunt and the man with the scar are the most likely murderers.

They were so unfamiliar, they couldn't figure out how Yang Jiu had offended them.

Judging from their faces, they don't look like masters who dared to kill so many people.

Of course, it's also possible that the murderer didn't come at all, and they were just busy.

Rueqing came to the room and asked: "Sisi, do you really want to find a servant?"

"It's my fault, this method won't work." Gan Sisi apologized, she just wanted to help unfeelingly, but in the end she was just making trouble.

When Wei Yuyan drove those three people away, the three of them turned their heads every step of the way, their eyes full of resentment.

Seeing many people coming from behind, Wei Yuyan suddenly felt dizzy.

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