My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

As a great elder, he has never met the leader of the organization?

Neither Yang Jiu nor Cao Dao believed it.

Cao Dao was thinking, why the white-clothed scholar who was stubborn just now became very honest in an instant, answering Yang Jiu's every question.

This is so weird.

"Actually, in our organization, almost everyone has a position, such as group leader, captain, squad leader, platoon leader..." The scholar in white said a lot, all in languages ​​that Cao Dao couldn't understand .

However, Yang Jiu became more and more convinced that the person who founded this mysterious organization probably also came from the future.

Looking at the mystery and size of this organization, it is obvious that this guy has been in this world much longer than Yang Jiu.

It is not easy to create a new sect, let alone an extremely large organization.

According to the white-clothed scholars, their organization is full of talents, with hundreds of thousands of members scattered all over the world.

Their base is not in the Great Xia Empire, but in the Southern Kingdom further south, where the seasons are like spring and the products are abundant.

The scholar in white seldom goes to the base. He has been active in the Great Xia Empire and is responsible for developing members in the Great Xia Empire.

According to a rough estimate, they currently have at least [-] members in the Great Xia Empire, and they can be regarded as the mainstay of the organization.

The matter of Xing Tiandao is the latest task assigned by the organization to the white-clothed scholar.

If it can be successfully completed, the status of the white-clothed scholar in the organization will definitely be greatly improved.

Although the white-clothed scholar has been opposing Xing Tiandao's unblocking plan, he actually has expectations in his heart. If this happens, he is very likely to become the backbone of the organization.

Seeing that the white-clothed scholar was fascinated by becoming a backbone, Yang Jiu couldn't help asking: "Besides the promotion of power, is there any other benefit to becoming a backbone?"

"You can get a lot of training resources, such as pills that can quickly improve your skills." The reason why the white-clothed scholar became so strong is because of those pills.

Of course, there are many martial arts cheats in the organization, but if you want to read those cheats, you need to make great achievements first.

Compared with cheats, many people prefer pills.

Watching cheats to practice martial arts requires talent, but taking medicine does not.

As long as the internal force is strong enough, even ordinary moves can be very lethal.

Yang Jiu chuckled and said, "Hearing what you said, I'm more and more interested in your organization."

"Jiu Ye, the organization is almost ready now, and it may soon enter the Great Xia Empire." The white-clothed scholar said again.

Yang Jiu smiled and said: "It's okay, let them come, I just happened to see what they are capable of."

"Master Jiu, now they are desperate for the Xing Tian Dao..." The white-clothed scholar also wanted to help Yang Jiu, but without the Xing Tian Dao, he would not be able to win the trust of the organization.

Yang Jiudao: "It's simple, we can find the best blacksmith in the city and make a copy."

"Imitation?" The white-clothed scholar was confused.

Using the imitation Xing Tian Dao, I'm afraid it won't be able to fool the group of old foxes in the organization.

But the scholar in white soon understood that what Yang Jiu meant was that Cao Dao had lied to him.

The white-clothed scholar knew that there was no other way at the moment. As for what happened after the fake knife was discovered, we will wait until it is discovered.

After the discussion was completed, the scholar in white took his leave and left.

Only Yang Jiu and Cao Dao are left in the yard. Yang Jiu asks Cao Dao to protect the mansion. If you make too many enemies, it will be very dangerous.

Cao Dao has nothing to do all day long, and now he has something to do, but he is very excited.

It's just that in his heart, he has always been worried. After all, he was a murderer who tried his sword before, and now even if he followed Yang Jiu, can those sins really be wiped out?

Even if countless innocents can be saved in the future, those crimes that have already been committed can disappear?

Cao Dao didn't dare to think about these things. If he thought about it for a while, his head would hurt badly.

With Cao Dao guarding the home, Yang Jiu is very relieved.

Back home, guarding his wife and children, such a day is a fairy day.

Yang Jiu never liked disputes.

But just because people don't like disputes doesn't mean they fear them.

Wei Zhongxian stopped urging, but asked Yang Jiu to accompany his family first, and it would not be too late to go to Tubo after finishing his private affairs.

Xiao Xuanzi is still very capable, and Wei Zhongxian is very relieved that Xiao Xuanzi will go first.

In a few days, it will be Yangwu's full moon feast.

Yang Yun was just born, and there are still many people who come to give gifts these two days.

Now Yangwu is going to hold a full moon banquet again, and another harvest has to be done.

Although these things are troublesome, they are all normal human relations.

Yang Jiu also gave away a lot of things, and now that some of them are taken back, it will be regarded as getting back the original.

It wasn't until after the Lantern Festival that Yang Jiufang decided to go on the road.

Jueqing and the others were very reluctant, but there was nothing they could do.

When Cao Dao entered the mansion, he just sat in the yard, guarding his Xing Tian Dao.

Aunt Mei and the others were a little scared when they saw him.

But they know that Cao Dao is strong in martial arts and can protect their safety. Besides, they will feel better after getting along for a long time.

The person Yang Jiu recruited must be trustworthy.

Leaving Chang'an this time for Tubo, Yang Jiu is alone.

Wei Zhongxian meant to find more helpers for Yang Jiu, but Yang Jiu felt that the people were so conspicuous, he might as well go alone and bring Jiu's corpse back secretly.

As long as Yang Jiu has this self-confidence, Wei Zhongxian naturally has no objections.

Tubo is very far away from Chang'an, thousands of miles away, even if Yangjiu speeds up, it will take ten and a half months to arrive.

What's more, it's winter now, and Tubo is on the plateau, and the snow is so thick that we can't catch many roads every day.

When they came to Muma City, it was already seven days later.

Muma City is a very prosperous city.

Pass through Lazikou, and then walk hundreds of miles to Muma City.

Muma City is very famous in Tubo and other countries.

There are several 100,000 people living in the city, and the ethnic groups are very diverse.

Tubo did not open Jiqu City, only Muma City, so this Muma City is the most prosperous city in Tubo's business.

The people of Tubo trade here with merchants from various countries, and then distribute the exchanged items to various places in Tubo.

It was evening when Yang Jiu entered Muma City.

At this time, the smell of rice is everywhere in the streets.

Yang Jiu saw a noodle stall on the side of the street. Although the noodles smelled delicious, there were no customers.

On the side was a stake for tying the horse, Yang Jiu tied the horse, found a place to sit down, and ordered three bowls of noodles.

The owner of the noodle stall is an old woman in her sixties, her hair is silver like snow, and the wrinkles on her face seem to be carved out.

Everyone wants to have children so that they can enjoy their old age in peace, but the reality is that many people still have to run around for a living after they get old.

The old woman cooked the noodles very slowly, which reminded Yang Jiu of Aunt Mei.

Maybe no matter how old Aunt Mei is, she will become like this old woman, even if she can't cook anymore, she still has to eat.

If you don't go out of the stall, you will starve to death, but you can still make a living if you go out of the stall.

"Old man, the noodles you made are delicious. Why do you feel that there are no people there?" Yang Jiu took a sip. Although the taste was not as good as Aunt Mei's, it was better than many people.

The old woman was also idle, sitting on one side and chatting with Yang Jiu.

It turned out that the old woman's noodle stall business was also booming. She planned to work for another year before going back to her hometown and enjoying the blessings.

However, just three months ago, someone in Muma City suddenly died strangely.

Some of the victims just came to her place to eat noodles before they were murdered, and soon some people said that she was a monster, and if they ate the noodles she made, they would be sucked dry and die.

This kind of news spreads ten times, ten times, and gradually no one comes to her to eat noodles.

Occasionally people come to eat noodles, they are all unbelievers, they want to try, if eating her noodles, will they really be sucked out of Yang Qi.

Yang Jiu was very interested in hearing this, and asked with a smile: "What is the death of a person who died after being sucked out of Yang Qi? I have never seen this kind of death in my life."

"I haven't seen it either, I heard it's scary, just like, like a mummy." The voice of the old woman was trembling.

Yang Jiu took a few mouthfuls quickly, drank the soup in one gulp, and asked, "Does the government care?"

"They've been searching, but it's been so long, and they haven't found anything." The old woman shook her head.

After the rumors spread in the city, the old woman was arrested several times by the government in order to investigate whether she had anything to do with the mummy.

In fact, the old woman is just an ordinary woman who sells noodles, no matter how much the government investigates, it will be the same.

They couldn't find conclusive evidence, and they couldn't really use the old woman as a scapegoat, so they had to let it go.

It's just that after being tortured by the government, the noodle stall, which was originally a deserted business, became more and more deserted.

After eating the remaining two bowls of noodles, Yang Jiu took out a piece of silver and put it on the table.

"My lord, this, this can't be found." The old woman was very anxious.

How much can three bowls of noodles cost? This ingot is worth 50 taels, which is too much.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't look for it, tell me, where are those mummies?"

Encountering such a bizarre eucalyptus, Yang Jiu was very curious, and happened to be resting in Muma City tonight, so she went to see what was going on.

Find the mummies, steal some of them, cut their throats, and sew them up, and you should be able to know the truth about the mummies.

After driving for several days, there happened to be corpses, Yang Jiu planned to sew a few more, and earn merit points by the way.

After accumulating enough [-] merit points, exchange for one Unkillable, and then use the two Unkillable on his pair of sons and daughters at the same time.

The most important thing right now is to sew more corpses and accumulate more merit points.

Those mummified corpses were all separated from each other and placed in the Yizhuang outside Muma City.

When the old woman said this, she saw that Yang Jiu had already left on horseback.

She quickly stuffed the silver into her bosom, and looked to both sides nervously.

Muma City has been very chaotic recently, if someone with a heart sees this, the money will definitely be taken away.

There would be no business anyway, so the old woman decided to close the stall early and go home to hide the money.

Yang Jiu was not in a hurry to go to Yizhuang, but first found an inn to stay.

He didn't leave the inn until it was completely dark, climbed over the wall and over the crest, and arrived at the Yizhuang that the old woman said in an instant.

This Yi Zhuang is very large, and usually there are corpse exorcists passing by, and they will choose to rest here.

But the biggest function of this Yizhuang is that all the murderous corpses, or the corpses of death row prisoners whose heads have been beheaded, will all temporarily exist in the Yizhuang.

Wait until the government arranges for the seamstress to sew up the corpse before it will be processed.

Although the Yizhuang is large, there is only one old man who guards the corpse inside.

This old man is more than seventy years old, deaf and blind, it feels like a decoration.

There were many corpses parked in Yizhuang, and Yang Jiu quickly found those corpses.

In a large room, there were twenty or thirty corpses parked, all of which were covered with skin and bones, as if they had been air-dried.

The ones that are relatively complete are those heads that have left the body. Although they look crumpled, the eyeballs are still there.

Yang Jiu originally wanted to steal the corpse out, but it seemed that no one came here, as long as he moved quickly, it would be easier to sew the corpse here.

Get ready, Yang Jiu was about to light incense, when someone at the door said coldly, "Your Excellency, you want to sew up the corpse, right?"

The old man standing at the door is the corpse guard of this Yizhuang.

The old man's two eyeballs were rolled up, and the whole eyeball was white.

Such eyes are not like eyes that can see things.

Yang Jiu stopped lighting incense and said with a smile: "I see that these corpses are not stitched, and when my hands itch, I want to help them stitch them up."

"The government sent a lot of corpse sewers, but none of the corpses were sewed properly, but many corpse sewers died." The corpse guard just came to remind Yang Jiu that it doesn't matter to steal these corpses, just don't be stupid .

Yang Jiudao: "If I die because of sewing the corpse, I deserve it right. Please help me, old man."

"It's up to you, I will guarantee that no one will disturb you." The corpse guard also hated these mummy.

It would be a great help to him if someone could sew up these mummies and let all the mummies be buried in the ground.

Seeing that the door was closed, Yang Jiu lit incense and began to sew the corpse.

This is a shriveled male corpse. According to preliminary judgment, the age should not exceed 30 years old.

While sewing the corpse, the male corpse raised his hands violently, stabbing Xiang Yangjiu's throat like a knife.

Even though he has great strength in his arms and long nails on his ten fingers, if he wants to poke Yang Jiu's throat, it's just a dream.

In an instant, Yang Jiu had already sewed his head on.

The "Book of Life and Death" appeared immediately, and began to record the life of the mummy.

The name of the mummy was Zhang Fu, and he was a native of the Central Plains who fled to Muma City.

Zhang Fu was an orphan since he was a child, and his life was hard. When he grew up, he finally married a daughter-in-law.

As a result, at the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he was drugged by his wife, who blatantly cuckolded him.

After Zhang Fu woke up, in a fit of anger, he killed the pair of dogs and men, and then fled to Tubo and settled down in Muma City.

Zhang Fu has plenty of strength, so he works as a coolie in the city to earn money to support himself, and his life is chic.

But on the night of the accident, he lay on the bed, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

He took out a little money he had saved recently from under the bed, and then went straight to the brothel.

Now that I know why I can't fall asleep, I can only find a way to solve the problem so that I can sleep well.

It was already very late at night, because people in the city had been dying strangely recently, and when the living people were found, they turned into mummies, so few people dared to go out at night.

Zhang Fu walks very fast, as long as he reaches the brothel, he can feel like dying.

Unexpectedly, on the way, he was stopped by a young and beautiful girl.

It was a cold day, and the girl was wearing a thin red gauze.

That looming, the most attractive.