Chapter 9 Soft Hedgehog Armor

"Miss Gan, how dare you spend money?" Yang Jiu smiled and stretched out her hand to pick up the bun.

Miss Gan twisted her waist, avoiding Yang Jiu, and went straight into the corpse sewing shop.

So embarrassing.

Yang Jiu could only shake hands with the air.

Miss Gan sat on a wooden bench, dipped in the abnormally spicy sauce, lifted her veil and ate delicious meat buns.

Yang Jiu was also polite, grabbed the buns and dipped them in some condiments and ate them.

"My surname is Yang and my name is Jiu. People in Jianghu call him Yang Dingtian. How dare I ask Miss Gan's name?" Yang Jiu swallowed the buns in his mouth, took another one, smiled and cupped his hands at Miss Gan.

Yangdingtian?
Don't you go to heaven?

Miss Gan blushed, and said in a low voice, "Sisi."

Gan Sisi?
Dry silk?
Do...Sisi?
Conscience of heaven and earth, Yang Jiu didn't pronounce the word "dry" as an accent.

But the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was already holding back his laughter and almost showing internal injuries.

"Don't laugh at me, don't laugh at me."

Gan Sisi stomped her feet in anger, got up and ran out.

Yang Jiu didn't chase after him, and continued to enjoy the delicious meat buns.

She slept with her arms around Gan Sisi last night, but Gan Sisi not only didn't get angry when she got up in the morning, but also thoughtfully bought breakfast, which only shows that she already knew that the "senior" who helped her last night was Yang Jiu.

When a hero saves the beauty, it is natural for the beauty to know about it, so Yang Jiu did not cover it up, and deliberately threw the corner of the mask on the ground, and the effect was really good.

Gan Sisi hadn't been seen all day, so Yang Jiu took a nap in the afternoon, and after nightfall, the guards brought a "special" corpse.

The corpse was beaten to pieces, its face was covered with traces of ironing iron, and the tendons in its arms and legs were all severed.

It takes a lot of time to sew up this corpse.

Bang bang bang.

Yang Jiu was about to burn incense when there was a sudden knock on the door.

He used the iron shirt to protect his body, and just opened the door.

It was Gan Sisi who knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Gan Sisi forced her way in. Seeing the corpse on the sewing table, she covered her mouth and screamed in fright.

Yang Jiu crossed her arms, leaned against the doorpost and watched with a smile.

When Gan Sisi pulled out her heart, her hands didn't shake at all, how could she be frightened into such a cat by the corpse?
But one thing to say, this acting is really bad.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is.

If Yin Susu's words are true, it means that Gan Sisi must be pretty.

Last night, Yang Jiu was so worried that he didn't lift the veil to see Gan Sisi's face. Yang Jiu regretted it so much that his heart ached.

"Ninth brother, are you not afraid?" Gan Sisi placed both hands on her chest.

Yang Jiu feels that her breasts are flat, far less eye-catching than her senior sister's, and she doesn't know that she will grow again in the future.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me."

Gan Sisi panicked when she found that Yang Jiu was staring at her chest.

Yang Jiu laughed and said, "Sisi, no matter how sweet your mouth is, I can't let you watch from the sidelines. Hurry up and get out, don't delay brother earning his wife's money."

Gan Sisi reluctantly walked out of the corpse sewing shop, and when she saw Yang Jiu mercilessly closing the door, she squatted at the door.

Lighting the incense, taking out the needle and thread, Yang Jiu started from the beginning and sewed up all the gaps.

Yang Jiu couldn't stop feeling sick.

Ye Xiangfu probably couldn't stand the smell.

It was not easy to sew it up, and more than half of the incense had been burned. Fortunately, there were only two ankles left, and they were sewed up after three times and five times.

"Book of Life and Death" now begins to record the person's life.

This man is called Yang Yidao by people in the Jianghu. He occupies the mountain as the king, becomes bigger and stronger, and has gathered hundreds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command.

At first, Yang Yidao only robbed travelers.

Later, Yang Yidao started attacking the caravan.

Later, Yang Yidao actually robbed the official bank.

The court has always turned a blind eye to these bandits who occupy the mountains as kings, and occasionally sends troops to encircle and suppress them, but it is just a show.

But Yang Yidao seemed to have suddenly ate the courage of the bear and the leopard, and the brothers with crooked melons and dates robbed 10,000 taels of official silver.

The sage was furious, and the Ministry of War had a headache. They mobilized the army overnight, and took Yang Yidao's mountain before dawn.

Hundreds of brothers died and fled, and only Yang Yidao was captured alive in the end.

But the officers and soldiers did not find the robbed official silver on the mountain.

Yang Yidao was sent to Dongchang Prison, where he was tortured and interrogated. He always said that he and his brothers had spent all the official money.

The torture of Dongchang is famous all over the world.

No matter how strong a man is, he has to kneel down and beg for mercy when he enters Dongchang Prison.

The beatings were repeated, the soldering iron was also used, and the tendons in the hands and hamstrings were broken, but Yang Yidao did not change his words.

The cruel officials in Dongchang couldn't bear it anymore, so they drew their knife and cut open Yang Yidao's stomach, grabbed his intestines and cut them.

Yang Yidao did not reveal the whereabouts of Guanyin until his death.

This guy is really a tough guy.

After reading it, Yang Jiu was not without emotion.

The only pity is that the Book of Life and Death did not record where General Yang Yidao hid his official silver.

Otherwise, if Yang Jiu secretly went to dig out those official money, wouldn't he give it away?
Of course, that's how he thought about it. If he really got the ten thousand taels of official silver, he would have his life to take it, not his life to spend it.

Pulling the iron ring, when the East Factory guards came to carry the corpse, they saw a girl in red squatting in front of the No. [-] mortuary shop, and almost had a heart attack.

[Sewing eight corpses, reward the host with a soft hedgehog. 】

The soft hedgehog is a good thing, it has both offense and defense, very powerful.

It's just that he already has an iron cloth shirt for body protection, so why do he need this soft armor?
But no one would dislike having a lot of treasures, put them away first and save them for later use.

Just after hiding the soft hedgehog armor, Gan Sisi rushed in.

"Brother Jiu, you are so amazing, you are so rotten, you can actually sew it well, and it sews so beautifully." Gan Sisi looked at Yang Jiu with admiring eyes.

Yang Jiu said: "Someday I will sew for you too?"

"You're just looking forward to my death!" Gan Sisi said angrily.

Hearing the sound of the gong, Yang Jiu knew that there would be no more corpses arriving tonight.

He went over and closed the door.

"You, why are you closing the door?" Gan Sisi was shocked.

Yang Jiu took off his coat, lay down on the cold couch, closed his eyes and said, "Sleep."

Gan Sisi threw something on Yang Jiu, and took the door away.

Yang Jiu picked it up, but it turned out to be a rough sachet.

Especially the pair of mandarin ducks on the sachet are really messily embroidered.

This sachet must have been made by Gan Sisi herself.

The meaning of the young girl sending the sachet to the young man is really clear.

But thinking of the scene of Gan Sisi digging out his heart, Yang Jiu felt a chill down his back. Even though he had an iron shirt to protect his body, there would always be times when he was negligent.

This girl Gan Sisi, just listen to her singing, and absolutely must not have any other wrong thoughts.

When the cock crowed in the morning, Gan Sisi brought meat buns to Yang Jiu again.

"Today I will go to Jiuxian Tower." Gan Sisi left after saying this.

Eating meat buns, Yang Jiu's heart warmed.

"That girl is not bad, but unfortunately she is a short-lived ghost." The third master smiled strangely with a dry pipe in his mouth.

Yang Jiu took two steamed buns and handed them to the third master, and asked with a smile, "What does the third master say?"

……

Thank you Ning Zhi's Love, Ten Miles of Spring Breeze Is Not as Good as You, and Wild Cat in the Alley for your support.

(End of this chapter)

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