My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Seeing that the abbot's mouth was so wide open that he could stuff his own fist into it, Yang Jiu knew that the abbot was an honest man, and that he might really devote himself to the Buddha, but his understanding of the Dharma was not so thorough.

The real villain in Cihang Temple is naturally that round-faced monk.

After the round-faced monk was wounded by Yang Jiu, he was controlled by the police of Six Doors.

The arresters of the six gates are very ashamed at the moment, and they want to perform well and strive for meritorious service.

Yang Jiu looked at the entrance of the tunnel with a smile, and said, "Master Abbot, the prisoner is hiding inside, what else do you have to say?"

The abbot's face was extremely ugly, and he really had nothing to say.

Unfeelingly pulled out the long sword, pointed at the round-faced monk's throat, and asked coldly: "Is there any other exit for this secret passage?"

"Guess." The round-faced monk showed his true colors, and his face was extremely ferocious.

Rueqing wanted to use truth water, but was stopped by Yang Jiu.

With the little paper figurine around, the prisoner would never be able to escape.

Rueqing followed Yang Jiu and entered the secret path, feeling uneasy.

A few police officers followed, while the rest stayed outside, in case there were other accomplices among the monks.

The steps go down all the way, and although the light is dark in the depths, you can still see things at least.

At the end, there is indeed a stone room, which is very spacious and contains various living materials.

But in this stone room, no one lived.

However, the firewood stove used for cooking is warm, which shows that there were people living here not long ago.

"Look around, maybe there is another organ." Rueqing ordered.

The few policemen who followed were very attentive at this time, groping around, looking for agencies.

When one of the guards moved a porcelain vase, he found that the porcelain vase could not be picked up. After a slight turn, he heard a sound of Kacha, and another stone door was opened on one side.

The policeman glanced inside, his heart beat faster and he swallowed his saliva.

Inside the stone room was only a huge stone bed, covered with brocade silk and satin, on which a nearly naked woman was lying in a large shape to sleep.

Even though the stone door opened and made a loud noise, the woman's chest rose and fell slightly, and she was still in a deep sleep.

"Master Yang, is this woman the murderer?" The policeman was still swallowing.

The rest of the police came to appreciate it. I have to say that the woman on the stone bed is really beautiful, especially in this sleeping position with her feet facing the door. They can see clearly what they want to see.

Yang Jiu frowned slightly, and said, "She's definitely not."

However, the place the little paper figurine pointed to was this secret bedroom.

In the unobstructed bedroom, only the woman was sleeping soundly.

what happened?

"No wonder the monk didn't let us in. I dare say he secretly raised a woman here."

"Yeah, I really enjoy it so much. This day of chanting is really happy like a fairy."

"Anyway, I'm super envious."

When those police officers spoke, they had extremely wretched expressions on their faces.

"Sanggong, you also think it's pretty, right?" Looking at Yang Jiu's eyes unfeelingly, he also stared at the woman without blinking.

Yang Jiu said: "There should be a dark room inside."

"Wake her up and ask, don't you know?" Jueqing felt that the top priority was to wake up the woman and let her put on her clothes. Being surrounded by a group of men all the time, even if she fell asleep and didn't know it, she would feel ashamed and flustered. …

Yang Jiu held back Jueqing, and said, "Let me see again."

A black line suddenly appeared on the heartless forehead.

"It seems that Master Yang and I are also in the same path."

"Thinking that I have the same hobby as Master Yang, I really feel lucky."

The two police officers joked one after another, and what they said made Rueqing even more annoyed.

Yang Jiu smiled lightly and said, "My hobbies are naturally different from yours, and this kind of stuff still doesn't catch my eye."

Those arresters all lowered their heads, thinking that Yang Jiu did have the capital of arrogance.

Rueqing is the beauty of their six doors. In terms of beauty, she is definitely not inferior to the concubines in the palace.

As a result, before Yang Jiu took down Rueqing, she actually possessed Gan Sisi's otherworldly beauty, and even had a relationship with the saint...

In terms of hunting beauty, they can't compare with Yang Jiu at all.

"Master Yang, shall we just watch like this?" A policeman asked in a bad tone.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Such a beautiful scene, can you really bear it? Now I will give you a chance to enjoy it."

"Master Yang, isn't this against the rules?" Another arrester said so, but his heart was inexplicably moved.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "Go."

Rueqing frowned slightly, only felt that Yang Jiu's actions were too much...

But Yang Jiu had already spoken, and she couldn't refute in front of those policemen.

There was a policeman who didn't like Yang Jiu. Since Yang Jiu asked them to humiliate the sleeping woman, as normal men, why should they not do it?
The catcher made a fast stride, and the moment he entered the bedroom, he leaped high, and he was in the air, and he had already skillfully untied his trouser belt.

He turned his head toward Yang Jiu and showed a wry smile.

Yang Jiu reminded: "Be careful with the shadow puppets."

Shadow puppets?

The catcher was completely puzzled, what does it mean to be careful about shadow puppets?
But the rest of the policemen have already seen it. The sleeping woman suddenly turned over and sat up, opening her mouth. A large number of shadow puppets shot out from her mouth, attacking the policeman in mid-air like a hidden weapon. .

The policeman just wanted to get some money and provoke Yang Jiu by the way, but he was in such a dangerous situation that he forgot to draw his sword in his panic.

At the very moment, Yang Jiu swiftly struck out his palm with the force of a strong wind, rolled up those shadow puppets, and sent them all back to the woman's mouth.

The catcher quickly regained his senses, twisted his body, and escaped like a donkey rolling after landing.

Despite the embarrassment, he managed to save his life, and he had to be grateful to Yang Jiu.

If it weren't for Yang Jiu's palm, he might have given his life here.

The woman stood up slowly, pulled the clothes from one side, and put them on casually, some things were still not covered.

She walked out with her waist twisted, and said with a giggle: "The honored guest has come from afar, and the little girl is not far enough to welcome you. I'm rude, I'm rude."

"Who are you?" Jueqing felt that this woman was not simple.

The woman giggled and said, "You came to my house and asked me who I am, it's so funny."

She spoke with a whiny voice, coupled with her extremely charming expression and demeanor, it was so crisp to the bone.

Thinking of what they saw just now, those policemen all felt hot and dry all over their bodies.

Unfeelingly showed the portrait given by the mourner, and asked, "Have you seen this person before?"...

"Who is this? It's so ugly, how could anyone have seen it before." The woman raised her orchid fingers, covered her lips lightly, and smiled.

Yang Jiu had already put away the little paper figurine leading the way. After all, at this moment, he was sure that the woman in front of him was the person they were looking for.

The one who sent the mourner was the guy's real face, and the woman in front of him could only be disguised.

It's easy for a man to change his face into a woman's, but it's very difficult to change his body into a woman's.

At least Yang Jiu couldn't do it.

Perhaps the truth is that the real murderer was a woman.

The portrait of the mourner has only one face, with wrinkled skin and dull eyes, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

The mourning man called him "brother", but he couldn't be his lover, right?
But the mourning man finally handed over the portrait, it was a lover and an old lover, and it was the kind that broke up after a quarrel.

"This girl is so beautiful, I really like it." The woman approached Ruanqing as she spoke.

Even if she just had a baby, her unfeeling skin is flimsy and tender.

Some people are born with very good skin, and the skin will not deteriorate much when exposed to wind, sun and rain.

Even if some people are nourished in the greenhouse, their skin is dark and rough.

The woman's eyes were fiery, it was obvious that she had taken a fancy to this heartless face.

The human skin mask made of a heartless face must look good on her face.

If those young and strong men saw her with such a beautiful face, they would definitely wish to die on her body.

Jueqing held the long sword tightly in his right hand, and said in a cold voice: "Take another step forward, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Little girl, don't talk so aggressively, I just want to love you well." The woman raised her hand, and the shadow puppet shot out from the sleeve.

Rueqing had been on guard for a long time, and with a swing of the long sword, all the shadow puppets were cut in half.

When those shadow puppets were hit by the sword, they all let out horrible howls, as if they were all living creatures and felt pain.

But the shadow puppet who was split apart quickly got back together, and with the slight swing of the woman's hands, he rushed towards Ruanqing again.

The rest of the arresters didn't hesitate anymore, they drew their knives and attacked the shadow puppets one after another.

With a sway, Yang Jiu appeared beside the woman, and said softly, "You can't escape today."

"I didn't intend to run either." The woman chuckled.

Yang Jiu slapped out with one palm, hitting the woman's body right in the middle.

But this palm seemed to hit the air, and the woman's body dissipated like a phantom.

"Hehehe..." The woman quickly appeared on the other side of the stone room, waved her hands, and released more shadow puppets.

These shadow puppets have all devoured the souls of living people, so they are much stronger than those puppets without souls.

Yang Jiu attacked many times, all of which dispersed the woman like smoke.

It has long been expected that this guy is strong in martial arts, but he shouldn't be so strong.

Yang Jiu immediately thought of illusion.

Since they entered this stone room, I am afraid that all of them have been under the illusion and are in an illusion.

Fortunately, there is still a dreamy bubble at hand, Yang Jiu chooses to use it immediately without any hesitation.

The moment of using it, everyone walked out of the illusion. …

I saw that the stone room they were in was very messy and full of cobwebs.

An ugly old man was curled up in a corner, and because he was too shocked at the moment, his face was even more ferocious.

"How is this going?"

"How did it become like this here?"

"Where's the beauty?"

The reactions of those fast arresters were even more exaggerated than that of the old man.

Unfeelingly whispered: "Master, was it an illusion just now?"

Yang Jiu nodded and said, "We've been tricked since we entered the secret path."

"It's really powerful." Jueqing took a deep breath, still feeling a chill down her spine.

The old man let out a low sigh at this moment, full of helplessness in his sigh.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "You old man is really cunning. Knowing that we are all young and strong men, you actually thought of using beauty tricks."

"As cunning as I am, didn't I also lose to Yang Jiuye?" The old man laughed.

Yang Jiu asked: "It seems that Your Excellency is planning to catch him without a fight?"

"Otherwise? I have old arms and legs, how can I beat you young people? Besides, Yang Jiuye's martial arts are world-class, even that old dog Wei Zhongxian is very afraid." The old man stood up and slowly Slowly stretch out your hands.

A catcher took out the shackles and was about to step forward and lock people up.

Yang Jiu said: "Let me come."

The arrester was taken aback, but still handed the shackles to Yang Jiu.

Don't look at the old man who seems to have difficulty even standing, but this guy knows a very powerful illusion, and can use the shadow puppet to capture the soul. His ability is really not small.

Behind the hands reaching out to surrender, the ghost knows what kind of terrible calculations are hidden.

Holding the shackles, Yang Jiu approached slowly.

"Yang Jiuye, don't be afraid, I've run out of energy, I was going to give it a go, but now I've failed, even if I die without regret." The old man's tone of voice was obviously lacking, as if he was already terminally ill.

Yang Jiu was smiling, but she didn't dare to be careless at all.

If he falls, Jueqing and the others will be unable to fight against this old man.

When approaching, the old man still didn't make any move.

"I think Mr. Yang is too scared..." The arrester who was in shackles just now couldn't help but want to ridicule.

This old man's illusion is indeed powerful, but people are so weak, I really don't know what else to be afraid of.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly saw the old man throwing a fist quickly.

The fist moves, and the wind is like a knife, whistling and sweeping forward.

Yang Jiu moved in front of Jueqing, and pushed out his palms with concentrated force, but he couldn't resist the old man's palm force, and his body slowly slid backwards.

The martial arts of those fast catchers are not weak, but compared to this old man, it seems that they don't know martial arts.

Everyone was swept by the strong wind almost at the same time, and was overturned to the ground almost at the same time, vomiting blood one after another, and it seemed that they were seriously injured.

"As expected of Master Yang Jiu, he can hold the palm of this old man." The old man was full of praise for Yang Jiu.

But in this praise, there is also a different kind of ridicule.

Just relying on Yang Jiu, want to catch Lao Tzu?

After the old man finished speaking, the corners of his mouth rose.

Yang Jiu chuckled and said, "Your Excellency is old after all."

"Master Yang Jiu is looking down on the old man?" The old man trembled, his arms moved forward again, and the force of his palms was like a tide, forcing Yang Jiu to retreat again.

Yang Jiu's expression was very relaxed, and she smiled and said, "Your Excellency, you're about to lose your hold?"...

Competing for internal strength, you can't be more impatient.

The old man continued to increase his strength, making it clear that he wanted a quick victory.

"The old man actually has helpers." The old man smiled and looked towards the door.

Turning around heartlessly, he saw the round-faced monk walking in covered in blood.

There is no doubt that the two policemen guarding him outside must have been murdered.

"Sanggong, leave it to me later." Unfeelingly told Yang Jiu not to be distracted.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I'm relieved to leave my back to you."

These words warmed the unfeeling heart.

Trust is a wonderful thing.

The round-faced monk had a lewd smile on his face, and drooling, he said, "Lord Rueqing, you are so damn good-looking."

"You will look better when I pierce your throat and goug out your eyes." Rueqing drew out the sword quickly.

This place is huge, and she wanted to stay away from Yang Jiu as much as possible, so that Yang Jiu could deal with the old man with peace of mind.

The round-faced monk had just been injured by Yang Jiu's palm, and his strength was greatly reduced.

However, this guy's martial arts were ridiculously high, and compared to the first-class masters in the Jianghu, he was not far behind.

He is carrying a handy shovel in his hand, which is a weapon commonly used by monks. The main move is to shoot. If you master the strength well, it will not easily hurt people's lives. This is in line with the characteristics of monks who are compassionate.

However, in the hands of the round-faced monk, this convenient shovel shows no mercy, and every move is intended to kill someone.

A shovel was swung out, and the wind was strong and whistling.

Ruanqing knew that his internal strength was not as good as that of his opponent, so he could only resolve it with flexible body skills.

The round-faced monk's attack was very fierce, just to make a quick victory.

Yang Jiu's palm hurt him badly. It took a lot of effort to kill the catcher and the bald donkeys just now.

But he firmly believes that as long as he takes down Ruanqing and smashes Xiang Yangjiu with the handy shovel, Yang Jiu will definitely die.

When his body recovers a bit, he will be able to accomplish good things with Rueqing.

He knew that Jueqing had given birth to a child for Yang Jiu, but such a beautiful woman, even if she had given birth to several children, what did it matter?
Unfeeling martial arts are good at first, but it is a pity that after giving birth, he is busy taking care of the child, and has not practiced swords for a long time. Every move seems sharp, but in fact it is very unfamiliar.

But after dozens of strokes, she could also feel that the inner strength of the round-faced monk was not as good as before.

As long as it goes on like this, the first one who can't afford it is the round-faced monk.

The old man's internal energy was very strange, it was strong and weak, unpredictable.

Yang Jiu was still a little worried about Jueqing, if something really happened to Jueqing, it would be too late to regret.

Thinking of this, Yang Jiu withdrew her palm abruptly.

The old man was taken aback, seeing that Yang Jiu didn't dodge or dodge, and was hit straight by his palm, but his body just swayed.

Yang Jiu patted his chest and said with a smile, "I just said that Your Excellency is getting old."

The old man was out of breath, competing for internal strength, which was the most dangerous.

At this moment, he only felt that his dantian was empty, and he could hardly concentrate.

Choking.

At this moment, the long sword in Jueqing's hand pierced the round-faced monk's wrist, and the shovel fell to the ground.

The round-faced monk's face was very ugly, and he said angrily: "If you were not injured, you are definitely not my opponent."...

"I know, but I didn't take advantage of my brother-in-law who injured you." Jueqing drew out his sword again, and the sword swept across, cutting off the round-faced monk's hamstring.

The round-faced monk fell to the ground, but let out an incomparably creepy laugh.

"Yang Jiuye, you lost." The old man opened his arms, and the shadow puppets rushed out again.

But seeing a flash of the sword light, the old man's head flew out obliquely.

Seeing this scene, the round-faced monk could no longer laugh.

He dared to laugh precisely because he had enough confidence in the old man.

But the sudden flash of the sword directly cut off the head of the old man, and those shadow puppets who shot out also fell to the ground one after another.

The Snow Drinking Knife only flashed for a moment, and then Yang Jiu took it into the Nine Snakes Returning Cave.

Looking at the old man's body, Yang Jiu said, "All these shadow puppets must be burned."

"How many people have been harmed by this demon..." Ruanxin believed that there were more shadow puppets on the old man.

Find all those shadow puppets, and then burn them all.

Yang Jiu took out the "Book of Life and Death" and chose to save the souls swallowed by the shadow puppets.

Although they don't know their names and identities, the "Book of Life and Death" is more powerful than Yang Jiu imagined.

All the souls devoured by the shadow puppets were saved, a total of 110 nine people.

The old man traveled all over the world and harmed countless people. When he came to Chang'an this time, he finally stumbled.

If this kind of demon is not eliminated, more innocent people will suffer in the future.

By saving those souls, he gained a total of 950 merit points, which was beyond Yang Jiu's expectations.

Counting the previous merit points, Yang Jiu now has a total of 580 merit points.

It really has never been so rich.

Although the arresters of Six Doors were injured, it is not a problem to deal with the aftermath.

When I came outside, I saw that the Daxiong Palace was full of corpses.

Master Abbot was also stabbed in the chest, bleeding all over the place.

But it was the two catchers who died the worst.

"You will die badly." Jueqing really wanted to kill that round-faced monk right now.

The round-faced monk was full of despair, he laughed and said, "I know that."

To deal with such a person, only by letting his body be tortured can he be happy.

Yang Jiu said: "Your Excellency has committed a serious crime, just wait to be executed by Ling Chi."

Hearing Ling Chi's execution, the round-faced monk's smile stiffened.

If you are beheaded, it will be a matter of a moment.

But in the case of Ling Chi, if the torturer's technique is a little better, the victim will not die for several days.

That kind of pain is really unbearable.

The round-faced monk had witnessed a criminal being executed by Ling Chi, so his feelings towards Ling Chi became clearer.

"Fortunately, this case was resolved, otherwise who knows how many people will be arrested..." Ruanqing thought of those victims, and felt more and more that as the head arrester of the Six Doors, there was a long way to go.

Only by constantly bringing those lawbreakers to justice can we truly protect the kind-hearted ordinary people.

Although the shadow puppets were solved, the corpse robber still had no clue.

Although Yang Jiu's letter of challenge was sent out, the real culprit hasn't responded yet.

The real culprit's purpose may really be either to challenge the corpse, or to confuse the public. …

But why did he do this?
Ruthlessly racking his brains, he couldn't figure out the stakes.

There will always be some lunatics in this world who do extremely crazy things, which cannot be deduced by common sense.

When they got home, both of them were very tired.

After what happened today, Jueqing knew that she would have to practice martial arts diligently in the future.

Only by becoming stronger can we hunt down robbers and protect people.

After dinner, there was still no news from the six doors.

The notices of the six gates were posted all over Chang'an City, even in small roadside shops outside the city.

As long as the person in the afternoon is near Chang'an, he will definitely be able to see it.

But that person didn't do anything, maybe he really wouldn't accept Yang Jiu's challenge.

After dinner, Yang Jiu went straight to the corpse shop.

He said hello to Leng Xue, and sent over the corpses that had been dug out and unthreaded, and the rest.

Yang Jiu planned to sew a few more pieces to see if he could find new clues.

Just like what has been done before, no matter how cunning the murderer is, if he does too much evil, he will show his flaws sooner or later.

When Leng Xue sent the corpse, he was obviously in a bad mood.

The unfeeling and responsible shadow puppet has been broken, which naturally makes Zhuge Zhengxiong quite happy.

After being happy, it was the beginning of Zhuge Zhengxiong's scolding him.

For half an hour, Zhuge Zhengxiong was preaching, and he didn't repeat a word of what he said.

The cold-blooded mentality was almost broken.

"Master Jiu, we must find some useful clues tonight." Leng Xue looked at Yang Jiu pitifully.

Yang Jiu can't guarantee that he will find valuable clues, so he can only do his best.

But there was one thing that Yang Jiu still couldn't figure out, that was Leng Xueming himself led someone to follow him, but in the end he couldn't see the person who dug up the body.

It wasn't until after dawn that they discovered that all the corpses had appeared on the official road.

Although Yang Jiu has the invisibility pill, the invisibility time is very limited, and it is impossible to dig up so many corpses.

Besides, the invisibility pill is something that others may not have.

In addition to the invisibility pill, only illusion can do it.

If all the Leng Xue and others who were watching were under the illusion, no matter what the murderer was doing, they would not be aware of it.

Although there are many illusion masters in the arena, they are certainly not so boring.

But starting from this point, there is no way to investigate this case.

Yang Jiu could only tell Leng Xue not to worry, as he couldn't break any eucalyptus, so he sewed up the corpses first.

These corpses had been sewn once before, but someone maliciously tore apart the sewing thread, and needed to sew it again, feeling that the yin energy on the corpse was even stronger.

Although Yang Jiu encountered some challenges when he was sewing the corpse, these challenges were all child's play to him.

After sewing up more than a dozen corpses, no useful clues were found.

Instead, he got a bunch of rewards such as Dali Pills and Durable Pills.

It's strange that they didn't get merit points even if they chose to save their souls.

Seeing Yang Jiu shaking her head, she felt cold-blooded and wanted to bump her head to death.

If the shadow puppet can be broken, why can't the corpse thief be broken?
Yang Jiu persuaded: "Leng Xue, don't worry, there is still a dead body."

"The one in Yan Luo Palace?" Leng Xue's eyes lit up.

The reason why the corpse was stored in the Hall of Yama was precisely because he killed Wang Dashan.

Yang Jiu had already greeted Dongchang and asked them to bring the corpse over tonight.

Just as he was speaking, the East Factory guards had already brought the body over.

It was a female corpse, very fat, with her neck almost severed.

Seeing Yang Jiu close the door of the body sewing shop again, he put his palms together in cold blood, begging God and Bodhisattva.

"He looks very kind, but his heart is so vicious..." Yang Jiu washed his hands, lit incense, and took out his needle and thread.

This female corpse can smash Wang Dashan's head flat, but it is absolutely impossible to smash his Yang Jiu's head flat.

When Wang Dashan sewed up the corpse, he must have used the corpse-suppressing charm.

Since the corpse suppressing talisman couldn't suppress the female corpse, there was no need for Yang Jiu to do so.

As soon as Xiutianzhen touched the skin of the female corpse, the female corpse's fists were raised violently, as if to beat Yang Jiu violently.

Yang Jiu blocked the female corpse's hands and wanted to sew the corpse quickly, but was surprised to see the female corpse's head slowly floating up.

That head was like a toddler's child, and it took a lot of effort to climb to a higher position than Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu stared at it, thinking it was miraculous.

After sewing so many corpses, it was the first time that the heads of corpses could float by themselves.

The key is that no matter how you look at it just now, the female corpse's neck is not broken.

This is too good a disguise, right?
Kacha.

The closed eyes of the female corpse quickly opened.