My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 46 I Have Paper Here

During the Taiping period, Chang'an was known as the city that never sleeps.

There is no curfew at night, and the city gates will not close.

The guard will check it casually and let it go.

After leaving the city, the three went straight to the mass grave.

Even if it is a Taiping year, the wine and meat of the wealthy family stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.

The mass graves outside Chang'an stretched for more than ten miles, and there were bumpkins everywhere.

A bumpkin is a corpse.

The moon and stars are rare tonight, and the earthen buns are shining.

gloomy.

"How many people are buried here?" Wei Yuyan held Gan Sisi's hand tightly, terrified.

Yang Jiu laughed and said, "There are not millions, but there are 800,000."

"Huh? There are so many ghosts?" Wei Yuyan was so scared that she almost cried.

Gan Sisi squeezed her hand hard, and cursed: "Don't talk about people during the day, don't talk about ghosts at night."

Sometimes it’s really what they say, it’s scary.

The dead sewers were all buried near the old locust tree.

Yang Jiu didn't see the old pagoda tree that Xiao Xuanzi mentioned until he went deep into the mass grave.

The trunk of the old locust tree was empty, and the crown extending to the sky was half lush and half dead.

When the moonlight shines, it looks like a hermaphrodite standing there, creepy.

Xiao Xuanzi also said that there would always be a sewing box on the grave of the sewers.

This is the family property of the corpse-sewer, so it is natural to take it with you when you die. Maybe you can go back to your old business and eat for a living when you go to Lord Yan.

Since the imperial court built corpse-sewing shops, tens of thousands of corpse-sewing workers have been born.

There are more than a hundred people who sew corpses buried around the old pagoda tree in this mass grave alone.

Looking at the grass and sewing boxes on the grave mound, you can know that the sewers were just buried.

Yang Jiu picked two bumpkins from among them, distributed the shovel to Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan, and urged: "Time is tight, dig."

"I, I want to dig too?" Wei Yuyan's face turned pale.

Yang Jiu stared and said, "Didn't you see that I brought three shovels?"

Wei Yuyan was very wronged, holding the shovel and looking at the grave in front of her, her heart was beating wildly.

This, how to dig this?

"Ninth brother, look at me, I'm pretty, I'm really not suitable for this kind of rough work, how about I cheer you up by the side?" Gan Sisi didn't want to dig someone's grave either.
It's not that it's bad to dig people's graves, it's really scary.

Yang Jiubai glanced at her and said, "Didn't you see that I brought three shovels?"

"Hmph, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all." Gan Sisi muttered in her mouth, and as soon as she went down with the shovel, she dug a hole in the grave in front of her.

Wei Yuyan had no choice but to follow Gan Sisi's example and dig.

Seeing them squirming as if they were embroidering, Yang Jiu knew that she had to rely on herself. As soon as she picked up the shovel, her stomach hurt so badly that she almost gushed out turbid air.

"Where are you going, brother Jiu?" Gan Sisi couldn't help asking when she saw Yang Jiu throw down the shovel and run towards the old locust tree.

Yang Jiu shouted without looking back: "People have three urgencies, the most urgent is to expel incense."

What is there to say?

By the way, it's the lazy donkey who grinds a lot of shit and urine.

Virtue.

Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan smiled at each other, digging very slowly.

Before Yang Jiu came back, they didn't want to dig out the straw mat that wrapped the corpse.

If one accidentally punctured the straw mat, wouldn't you see... a dead body?
Yang Jiu came to the old locust tree and shouted to the second daughter, "No peeking is allowed."

Hey, who wants to see your naked buttocks?
Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan worked hard to dig the grave, but every time the shovel went down, they didn't shovel up two ounces of soil. It would take until the year of the monkey to dig up the corpse?

Yang Jiu squatted behind the old locust tree, looked up at the moon, and rowed heartily.

This was in her previous life, but she was holding a mobile phone in her hand, and the beauty who was posing in the short video, sat on the toilet for half an hour, and in the end her face was flushed from holding back, and she didn't even fart.

The mobile phone is indeed a lucky star for constipation.

After the incident, Yang Jiu was dumbfounded.

Wipe, no paper.

how to wipe?
Fortunately, Yang Jiu is not a particular person. I remember when I was young in the previous life, what kind of soil bumps, what grain leaves, etc., I feel that everything can be used to wipe my butt.

The coolest thing is a kind of water-absorbing stone with pits and pits, which is sour and refreshing when rubbed like sandpaper.

The bad thing is that there is nothing here.

Although there are dead leaves, the leaves of the locust tree are too damn small.

I have no choice but to grab a handful and try not to get my hands on it.

Picking up the dead leaves and looking at them, Yang Jiu was happy instead.

The old locust tree is really old, and the bark is cracked.

Although it is very rough, at least it does not stick to your hands.

Yang Jiu broke off a piece vigorously, wiped it lightly, and couldn't help screaming.

Who the hell can stand this?
How did you use absorbent stones when you were a child?
"Brother Jiu, are you okay?"

"Uncle, don't you have your ass touched by a ghost?"

Gan Sisi is concerned, Wei Yuyan is gloating.

Unexpectedly, even the bark can't stand it now, so Yang Jiu could only ask for help, and asked loudly, "Which one of you brought paper?"

"I have a silk handkerchief here." Gan Sisi said.

Yang Jiu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and bring it here."

"I don't want it, you come and get it yourself." Gan Sisi looked at Wei Yuyan.

Wei Yuyan was also shaking her head.

Counting on those two goods, it seems that there is no hope.

Sure enough, only the bark is true love.

Breaking off another piece of bark, seeing the rough appearance, Yang Jiu felt terrified.

"I have paper here."

A cold man's voice suddenly came from behind.

Immediately, a rough and huge hand stretched out from the side of Yang Jiu's buttocks.

The point is that there is still a stack of papers in that hand.

The most important thing is that it is not ordinary paper, but ghost money.

In the middle of the night, when you were shitting in the mass grave, and there was no paper to wipe your butt, suddenly a hand sent ghost money to wipe your butt, and asked you if you were afraid?
Even if Yang Jiu was so bold, he was so frightened that he peed a little again at this moment.

Yang Jiu took the banknote and tried to keep her voice normal: "Thank you, thank you."

But the voice was still trembling.

"You're welcome, wipe it quickly, and leave as soon as you finish wiping, your mother will be choked to death..." the man said impatiently.

Ming note is also paper, better than leaves and bark.

Yang Jiu wiped it clean in twos and threes, stood up quickly, and looked around with yin and yang eyes while pulling up his trousers.

His grandma's, nothing.

"Brother Gui, thank you anyway." Yang Jiu walked away after speaking.

Ming notes are burned for ghosts, can ghosts hold them in their hands before they are burned?

Someone, there must be someone here, but this person is hiding too well.

As soon as Yang Jiu walked to the other side of the old locust tree, he heard the sound of Xixisuo.

Quickly turning around, I saw the same big hand from just now protruding from the root of the old locust tree, almost catching those indescribable things.

When Yang Jiu stepped on it, someone screamed in pain.

Both Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan were taken aback, and wanted to go over to check, but felt embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yang Jiu quickly walked over by the ear of a strong man.

"It hurts, it hurts, let it go, let it go, it hurts..." The man was rough and fleshy, and he was a head taller than Yang Jiu, but Yang Jiu dragged him away by the ear, looking very funny.

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