My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 108 Don't stab me, don't stab me...

One hundred taels of gold was exchanged for a deer whip, which gave Wu Youdao an unprecedented joy.

This thing is absolutely poisonous, as long as you taste it once, and then return to normal, you will feel dull.

The effectiveness of the deer whip had just expired, Wu Youdao knew that he had to rest for a few more days to recover his physical strength.

But something as good as a deer whip cannot be produced overnight.

As long as Yang Jiu can make another deer whip, it doesn't matter how much it costs.

Wu Youdao prepared sumptuous food and wine, accompanied by dancers and singers.

It's just that the voice, compared with Gan Sisi's, is like a donkey braying.

However, they wear very little, and they are in good shape, so it is still possible to feast their eyes.

After drinking and eating, Wu Youdao went straight to the point.

Yang Jiu put down the wine bowl, frowned and said, "Master Guo, although the magic whip is good, don't be greedy."

"Of course I know that." Wu Youdao smiled.

Yang Jiu sighed.

"I don't know how many the Duke wants?"

"The more the better, the minimum guarantee is two per month."

Wu Youdao looked at Yang Jiu expectantly, hoping to see Yang Jiu nod.

Wu Youdao wanted to eat himself to death.

Like this kind of beast, early death and early life.

If it weren't for the fire, Yang Jiu would like to appreciate Wu Youdao at this moment, with a smile on Jiuquan San.

"Brother Yang, can you?" Wu Youdao couldn't hold back.

Yang Jiudao: "Grandpa, one per month is already the limit."

"Well, from now on, I'll buy all of Brother Yang's magical whips. This is the next golden whip." Wu Youdao clapped his hands, and immediately a servant brought the gold.

After the servant put down the plate, he left quickly.

Wu Youdao lifted the red cloth covering the plate, revealing a golden light.

There are a total of twenty ingots of gold, and each ingot is twelve taels, which is a total of 200 taels of gold.

Wu Youdao amassed money wantonly, no matter how much he squandered the gold, silver and jewels in the small treasury, he would never be able to spend them all in a few lifetimes.

The disaster relief money alone is a full 20 taels.

Previously, through sewing the corpse, Yang Jiu discovered that Wu Youdao was forging weapons privately, obviously wanting to rebel.

But now he is willing to stay in the mansion, and his scheming is really terrifying.

"The magic whip has not been achieved, I am ashamed to accept it..." Yang Jiu refused with a smile.

Wu Youdao insisted that Yang Jiu accept the gold, so that if Yang Jiu made a magic whip, even if someone offered a higher price, I believe Yang Jiu would give him the whip.

Wu Youdao's success today is not only due to Empress Wu, but also the skill of Mu Xin.

Seeing that Yang Jiu was still hesitating, Wu Youdao wrapped up the gold ingots himself and forced them to Yang Jiu.

There is still a lot of space in the Nine Snakes Returning Cave, after leaving Duke Protector's Mansion, Yang Jiu took the gold in.

Fortunately, he still has a deer whip at hand, and he will send the deer whip over after a few days of proficiency in martial arts.

The first deer whip was sold for 100 taels of gold.

The second deer whip was sold for 200 taels of gold.

Wu Youdao's shots became more and more generous.

Back at the teahouse, Fan Tong and Chu Liuchun were still working hard.

Yang Jiu took out two ingots of gold and tossed them to them, and said with a smile, "Good work, I deserve a reward."

"Thank you Jiuye." Fan Tong caught Jin Zi, opened his mouth and took a bite.

One bite may not be able to tell the authenticity of gold and silver.

Even though he was full at Duke Huguo's mansion, and it was time for dinner again, Yang Jiu suddenly wanted to eat the noodles made by Aunt Mei.

The three of them came to Aunt Mei's noodle stall and saw that there were very few diners and the business was not as good as before.

"Aunt Mei, how is business?" Yang Jiu asked.

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Not bad."

In fact, the noodle stall's business is very bad, barely able to maintain her livelihood.

If it wasn't for Yang Jiu, she would never go back to Chang'an City again, and she could still survive in other small towns.

Fan Tong and Chu Liuchun were fascinated by the taste of the noodles after only one bite, and both ate three big bowls.

Chu Liuchun followed Fan Tong, and turned into a fool.

"Aunt Mei, I'm planning to open a store, but I don't have enough staff, can you come and help?" When he checked out and left, Yang Jiu decided to check Aunt Mei's tone first.

Without any hesitation, Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Okay."

She returned to Chang'an just to let Yang Jiu continue to eat the noodles she made. As for the noodle stall, it doesn't matter if it doesn't open or not.

In the past, I helped Yang Jiu take care of the business, and when Yang Jiu wanted to eat noodles, he could do it anytime.

After working in a tea house for a day, I was so tired that my waist and back ached at night.

Yang Jiu decided to rest for another night and go to Yan Luo Hall tomorrow night.

The corpses and beauties in the Yan Luo Palace are not easy to deal with, and you really need to cultivate your spirit to conquer them.

The rest of the work in the teahouse was handed over to Chu Liuchun and Fan Tong.

Yang Jiu took another sleep during the day, and went straight to the Hall of Yama after nightfall.

Yellow letter NO.13 room.

The corpse in the cold jade coffin was divided into eight pieces.

The first piece, the limbs are four pieces, and the rest of the body is cut into three pieces.

The corpses were spliced ​​together, but no matter how you looked at it, it felt awkward.

Light the candle, the candle is normal.

Yang Jiu opened the coffin lid and studied it carefully.

These body parts should belong to the same person, and the reason why they feel strange is that there are fewer of them.

The corpses put together from these corpses look out of proportion and are extremely weird.

Yang Jiu moved the body parts and rearranged them so that the body looked normal, but two or three inches were missing from the heart to the stomach.

Yang Jiu just burned the incense and sewed the corpse up after filling in the missing parts with the paper.

Sew the torso first, then the limbs, and finally the head.

The thinking is very clear, the steps are very clear, once the needle is applied, the room is very cold and windy.

"Who dares to stab me, who dares to stab me..."

The eerie and ethereal voice seemed to come from all directions.

Yang Jiu looked around, but didn't see anything dirty.

He held his breath and continued to sew the corpse.

After another stitch, the voice reappeared, sounding more annoyed than before.

The biting cold hit, Yang Jiu couldn't stand it.

Swish swish.

The iron needles kept piercing through the flesh, carrying the silk thread back and forth.

"Don't stab me, don't stab me..."

The voice was no longer angry, but turned into pleading.

Yang Jiu could tell that this thing was just bluffing, and it couldn't do anything other than release some cold air.

"I'm stabbing you to help you, you fucking hold on, don't cry and howl." Yang Jiu scolded while sewing.

The voice cried, "I'm a fucking ghost..."

Yang Jiu didn't bother to answer, and concentrated on sewing the corpse.

After a cup of tea, the whole body was completely stitched up.

The half made up by the ghost paper looks very fragile.

In fact, the paper objects made by the paper piercing technique are very strong.

After the body was sewn up, the man's sobbing finally stopped.

After the "Book of Life and Death" appeared, it began to record his life.

This man's name is Cao Richang, who was lonely since he was a child, and determined to obtain fame.

But in the current world, it is not talent and learning that are used to obtain fame and fame, but money.

As long as you are rich enough, you can buy a lot of officials, and getting a Jinshi is not a problem.

Anyway, the purpose of obtaining fame and fame is to become an official to make money, so it is better to directly spend money to buy an official.

It's a pity that Cao Richang has no money, so he can only do odd jobs in Chang'an City while taking part in scientific examinations.

Every year with hope, every time in exchange for despair.

In the end, Cao Richang also gave up. In order to make ends meet, he went to Six Gates to work as a corpse seamstress.

Cao Richang is actually very talented in sewing corpses.

In less than three years, he became the most powerful corpse stitcher in the six sects.

Even Wei Zhongxian came here to poach people himself, but Cao Richang liked Six Doors very much and didn't want to go to the smoky place like Dongchang.

As long as there is a problematic corpse, Cao Richang can solve it.

His way of solving problems is not as simple and crude as Yang Jiu's, but to attack the heart first and then sew up the body.

Before sewing up the corpse, Cao Richang would sit next to the corpse and chat with the corpse eloquently.

Maybe the ghost of this corpse will linger for a long time. Cao Richang believes that the other party can hear what he said, even if he doesn't get any response, as long as he can convince the ghost, there will be no danger in sewing the corpse.

As the saying goes, one trick can change the world, Cao Richang relied on his words, and made a living in the corpse shop between the six doors.

However, you have to be hard on your own to strike the iron. You may be late for an accident, but you will never miss it.

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