My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 56
"Lord Yang, looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, I count you as looking forward to it."

Two chubby hands quickly grabbed Yang Jiu's shoes.

Yang Jiu was completely blindfolded, and when she looked down, she saw a fat face full of tears.

"Master Tian, ​​this, this can't be done." Yang Jiu hurriedly helped Tian Songbai up.

This field of pines and cypresses is too concentrated.

"Should be, should be, Tian Songbai, magistrate of Baihe County, the lower official, pays homage to Lord Yang." Tian Songbai saluted formally again with a steady mind.

Just yesterday, he had received a document from Dongchang, saying that Yang Jiu, the Tianzi corpse maker, had been sent to Baihe County to fully cooperate with Yang Jiu in sewing the corpse.

The Tianzi Corpse Sewer is an official at the sixth rank, and he is only at the seventh rank. It is said that the first rank of the official ranks the dead, so naturally he has to take good care of him.

Officials from all over the country scoffed at the inclusion of the corpse-sewing staff in the East Factory.

In their view, the corpse stitcher is the worst kind of person.

Tian Songbai thought so too, until a strange thing happened in Baihe County, he immediately felt that the body-sewer was his own father, as long as he could sew up and dispose of the two corpses on the street, he was even willing to be Yang Jiu's man. Pet.

As long as Yang Jiu doesn't dislike it, this first time can be given to Yang Jiu.

Tian Songbai immediately set up a banquet in the county government to welcome Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi.

The lecherous Tian Songbai didn't dare to look at Gan Sisi directly, he only felt that Lord Yang is really beautiful and blessed.

When arranging rooms for them after dinner, Tian Songbai thoughtfully arranged only one room for the two of them.

But at Yang Jiu's request, all the quilts in the next room were replaced with new ones.

It's understandable for young people to be thin-skinned. In the dead of night, don't they have to hug the same bed?

The dinner is richer, and the wine is also a century-old wine. Just the smell makes people salivate.

The most conspicuous thing on the dinner table is a plate of dog whips.

Among the many delicacies, the eyes are particularly spicy.

"Master Yang, come here, eat this, this is good..." Tian Songbai kept recommending the dog whip to Yang Jiu, and even put the dog whip into Yang Jiu's bowl.

Gan Sisi lowered her head to eat, her ears felt hot.

The chef's cooking skills are good, and the dog whip is full of color and fragrance.

But Yang Jiu couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Judging by the size, it must have been used many times before it was cut off.

Even if you never use it, it's disgusting.

"Master Tian, ​​you have worked hard day and night, so you should make up for it." Yang Jiu took the dog whip from the bowl and gave it to Tian Songbai.

Tian Songbai smiled wretchedly, took two bites, and ate very well.

A meal is eaten from evening to nightfall.

After Yang Jiu went to the hut, he was ready to sew the corpse.

"Lord Yang, I felt cold a few days ago when I was released from office. The doctor said that I can't talk about Night Breeze, so I won't be with you. If you need anything, just ask Butou Zhao." Tian Songbai was obviously afraid of ghosts and dared not go out.

Catcher Zhao was the yamen servant who welcomed them in.

Yang Jiu cupped her fists and laughed, "Let me sew the corpse."

I hope it works.

Tian Songbai watched Yang Jiu leave, praying silently in his heart.

"Lord Yang, that's what the watchman Hu Laoqi looked like when he was discovered. At that time, we tried our best to move his body, but when Yanpi Cheng sewed his body, I stayed outside, and the scream Sound..." Zhao Butou followed behind Yang Jiu, talking eloquently.

Gan Sisi asked suspiciously: "When you heard the screams of the corpse maker, you didn't go in to help?"

"When sewing the corpse, absolutely no second living person is allowed by the side." Yang Jiu answered for Zhao Butou.

Zhao Butou nodded repeatedly, and said, "That's what Yan Pipe Cheng told us, no matter what sounds we hear, we are not allowed to enter the shed."

But Gan Sisi was thinking in her heart, if something happened to Yang Jiu later, she would definitely rush in.

"Bah, bah, don't think about it, how could something happen to Ninth Brother?" She shook her head quickly, wishing she could slap herself twice.

On the streets of Baihe County, there are no people in the daytime, and there are not even ghosts in the evening.

Zhao Butou also brought seven yamen servants with him, all of them drew their knives in their hands, watching the four directions.

My heart was beating wildly, my legs were shaking, I was sweating, and I even wanted to pee.

This is the truest portrayal of Zhao Butou and others.

The shape of the two bodies is exactly the same.

Yang Jiu decided to sew and beat Hu Laoqi first, and after admonishing him, he entered the shed that covered Hu Laoqi.

Gan Sisi, Zhao Butou and the others stood guard outside, very nervous.

The fractures of Hu Laoqi's body were very rough. It was not cut with a sharp weapon, but more like it was torn apart abruptly.

Yang Jiu glanced around with her yin and yang eyes, but found nothing dirty.

But Hu Laoqi's body parts couldn't be moved.

Without moving the body parts together, the body cannot be sewn.

Yang Jiu held his breath and tried one piece at a time.

Not a single body part can be moved.

In the end, only Hu Laoqi's head remained.

Yang Jiu walked over, took a stride, concentrated his skills, grabbed his head and pulled it out forcefully.

Unexpectedly, the head did not grow on the ground, the force was too strong, and the whole person fell backwards.

However, under the head, there are impressive filaments that are almost invisible to the naked eye.

The rest of the corpses trembled and floated up at the same time, driving a large number of silk threads to weave into a net, and quickly rolled towards Yangjiu.

The silk thread fell on Yang Jiu's body, making a buzzing sound.

Under the protection of the iron cloth shirt, the silk net did not hurt Yang Jiu in the slightest.

But Pipe Cheng, who came to sew the corpse that night, did not have this strength, and could only accept the tragic fate of being dismembered by a net of silk thread.

Each piece of corpse is fixed on the ground by this kind of silk thread. By manipulating the thread, these corpse pieces can be placed in different shapes at will.

This is an extremely clever organ technique.

Thinking of this, Yang Jiu drew out his saber and slashed wildly, cutting off all the silk threads.

The pieces of corpses floating in the air fell one after another.

These little tricks can't do anything to his iron cloth shirt magic skills.

Yang Jiu put all the body parts together, lit incense, and began to sew the body.

The seemingly scattered corpses are not troublesome to sew.

The incense was only half burned, and Hu Laoqi's body was sewn up.

"Book of Life and Death" began to record Hu Laoqi's life.

Hu Laoqi was born ugly, and when his parents were alive, he lived a pretty cool life.

Later, his parents died of illness one after another, and after Hu Laoqi squandered the family property, he worried about three meals a day all day long.

It just so happened that the watchmen in the county were killed by thieves, and no one dared to be watchmen for a while, so this good thing fell on Hu Laoqi.

Hu Laoqi has done this for more than 20 years.

Because of his ugly looks, he never thought about marrying a wife. He really wanted a woman, so he took the money he saved from living frugally and went to the kiln to find a girl.

Such days are also happy and happy.

On the night of the accident, he went out to make shifts as usual.

But when he got to the main street, like the previous two nights, he saw an army of zombies.

Those zombies dressed in rags, all raised their hands, bouncing forward in a neat line.

Hu Laoqi has been used to encountering an army of zombies for three consecutive nights, as long as he stands against the wall and waits for the army of zombies to pass by, he will continue to fight.

It is said that yin and yang are separated, and the yin and yang can be said to be the same as the well water does not violate the river water.

When the army of zombies was about to pass by, Hu Laoqi couldn't hold back and sneezed.

Those zombies all stopped beating, and their heads turned to Hu Laoqi's side.

(End of this chapter)