My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 6 The Heart Stealer

Chang'an has not been peaceful recently.

There are thieves and thieves who rob the rich and help the poor.

There are flower-pickers who only pick ladies from all over the world.

Of course, the most frightening thing is the heart thief.

So far, nine bodies have been found, all with their hearts gouged out.

Those who can catch the thief will be rewarded with ten taels of silver.

Those who can capture the flower picker will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver.

Those who can kill the heart thief will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver.

The common people talked a lot, they were all imagining that they could kill the heart thief and get the thousand taels of silver reward, so they would have no worries in this life.

Heart thief?
Heart thief!
The Wuxin corpse that was sewn last night was poached by the girl Gan who sang the song.

Can play the piano, can sing, has a good figure, and is not bad in appearance. Can such a good girl be a heart thief?
Even if she could steal hearts, she just stole the hearts of a large number of men.

Yang Jiu calmed down and walked towards Jiuxian Tower.

Jiuxian Building was still very lively today, but it was better than yesterday. Yang Jiu chose a better seat to sit down.

I ordered two small dishes, a jug of wine and a bowl of rice, and waited while I ate.

The third master told him that the girl in red who sang the song was surnamed Gan, everyone called her Miss Gan, and she would definitely come to Jiuxianlou to perform at lunch every day to make money.

When Miss Gan appeared, there was a commotion in the restaurant.

The business of Jiuxianlou is already good, but since Miss Gan came here to perform as a performer, the business has become even more booming.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant naturally grinned from ear to ear.

Ms. Gan worked hard to earn some reward money, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant didn't want a commission, but every time she left, Ms. Gan always gave half of the reward money to the shopkeeper, and always abided by the original agreement.

Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

The sky is green and the fields are vast.

The piano sounded.

The singing follows.

Desolate and graceful, faint and resentful, everyone's noses are sour.

This is a ballad that shows the magnificent picture of herdsmen's life, but after Miss Gan sang it, it made people so sad.

After singing a song, Miss Gan stood up and saluted.

The drinkers stepped forward one after another and put the reward money into the baskets.

Yang Jiu took out a tael of silver from his pocket, stepped forward and put it into the basket.

Among the many bounties, this is the largest one.

"Thank you son." Miss Gan thanked softly.

Yang Jiu smiled slightly, turned around and wanted to leave, then turned her head and asked, "Does the girl have a heart disease?"

Miss Gan shook her head, grabbed the basket, went to the counter to give the money to the shopkeeper, then moved lightly with lotus steps, and walked out of the restaurant.

Yang Jiu hurriedly paid the bill and followed out, not far or near behind Miss Gan.

When he approached Ms. Gan just now, he heard that Ms. Gan's heart rhythm was disordered, obviously she had a heart disease.

Reminiscent of Miss Gan's killing and digging out her heart, I'm afraid she did so for the purpose of healing her own heart disease.

When people are desperate, it is easy to believe in the words of quack doctors.

Miss Gan walked slowly and didn't look back, but she knew that Yang Jiu had been following her.

As she walked, she stepped into a deserted alley.

Yang Jiu hesitated again and again, but decided to follow up.

He had an iron shirt to protect his body, and Miss Gan's short knife could not easily dig out his heart.

Besides, as long as he can cure Miss Gan's heart disease, then Miss Gan will not have to kill people to poach her heart, but can concentrate on playing the piano and singing.

In addition to sewing the corpse, it is rare to have a pastime, but Miss Gan's head cannot be chopped off after the autumn.

He is more willing to listen to Miss Gan than to sew Miss Gan's body.

Miss Gan stood deep in the alley, looking at Yang Jiu coldly with her beautiful eyes exposed outside.

Yang Jiu approached slightly, clasped her fists and asked, "May I take the girl's pulse?"

"Is the young master a doctor?" Miss Gan asked coldly.

Even if Yang Jiu is really a doctor, how can she be cured at such a young age?
Yang Jiu shook her head and said, "No, I'm a corpse stitcher."

Stitcher?
A look of surprise flashed in Miss Gan's eyes.

I heard that the sewers are either disabled or extremely ugly, how can there be such a handsome young man as Yang Jiu?
She hadn't even heard of a corpse stitcher who could see a doctor, it was a joke.

But how does Yang Jiu know that she has a heart disease?

Yang Jiu put his hands behind his back, pretending to be profound and said: "The disease of obscurity is obscene and deceptive, and the disease of the heart is manifested by obscenity."

"how do I say this?"

"Worrying too much, working hard and getting sick, no matter what difficult things you encounter, girls should treat them with a normal heart."

It's easy to say, but how many people in the world can do it?
Miss Gan thanked her, opened her arms suddenly, floated back slightly, and went over the wall.

Such a handsome effort.

No body was distributed to Yang Jiu tonight.

Yang Jiu went to bed early to recharge his energy, and came to Jiuxian Tower early the next day.

But Miss Gan didn't come today.

All the drinkers felt bored, and left early after eating a few bowls of wine.

From a step away, Yang Jiu could hear that Miss Gan was suffering from heart disease, which showed that Miss Gan's heart disease was already very serious.

Miss Gan didn't come to the restaurant to sing today, could something have happened?

In the cranky, night fell.

A corpse with its heart dug out was sent to Yang Jiu's corpse shop.

Seeing her heart being poached, Yang Jiu inexplicably thought of Miss Gan.

Burn incense with clean hands, stuff the heart and sew the corpse.

After the body was stitched up, the "Book of Life and Death" recorded the person's life.

This man is a killer, and people in the world call him the Sword of Death.

As long as the money is given, the Death Sword will kill anyone, even the old and weak, women and children.

There are not a hundred innocent people who died tragically under the killing sword, but there are also eighty.

Duomingjian claims to be the best in martial arts in the world, but if someone hires him to kill martial arts experts, no matter how much money is given, he will not accept the job.

Death-killing sword sounds imposing, but in reality it is a softie who only knows how to abuse vegetables.

Just this morning, when the sky was just dawn, Miss Gan suddenly appeared when the life-threatening sword was assassinating a blind man.

Girl Gan held a short knife and fought dozens of moves with the Death Sword, gradually gaining the upper hand.

Although the life-snatching sword can only abuse vegetables, its swordsmanship is extremely brilliant, and every sword is exquisite.

However, Miss Gan's sword skills are even better.

The moment his throat was cut open, Death Sword was terrified, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Xu was exhausted too much, and Miss Gan was also staggering and almost fainted.

But she still insisted on cutting open the heart of the Death-killing Sword, took the heart away, and staggered away.

Miss Gan had a serious heart disease, and she was too exhausted fighting with the Death Sword, so it's no wonder she didn't come to the restaurant to sing.

But I don't know how she is now?

If Miss Gan died, it would be a pity that she would never hear that kind of natural sound again.

As soon as Yang Jiu pulled the iron ring, the body of Duomingjian was carried away by the guards.

[Seven corpses will be sewn up, and the host will be rewarded with a nine-ox heart-slashing knife. 】

Nine Bulls Heart Chopping Knife?

Unable to fall asleep anyway, Yang Jiu tried to practice the Jiu Niu Heart Chopping Knife in the corpse shop.

As the name suggests, this set of saber techniques is designed for beheading hearts.

It's not as simple as stabbing the enemy's heart with a knife, but relying on the energy of the knife, you can chop the enemy's heart into thousands of pieces without leaving any scars on the surface, which is very powerful.

After rehearsing for a while, Yang Jiu went to sleep on the couch.

Tossing and turning, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Suddenly, I felt that the air in the mortuary shop was suffocating.

He put on his clothes, opened the door and went out, the moon and stars were thin, just in time to enjoy the night view of Chang'an.

There are clusters of red lights.

The night market is bustling.

People who come and go have smiles on their faces.

Standing at the bridgehead, Yang Jiu admired the prosperity of Chang'an City.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

……

Thanks to the wild cats in the alley, ten li spring breeze is not as good as you, Fatty Shu from Leo, and Ning Zhiai for their support.

(End of this chapter)