My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 132 The Prime Minister's Son Can Be Killed (Subscribe)

"Senior, please speak."

Yang Jiudao.

Shi Fengli looked outside the door, and said in a deep voice: "My brother is now an official of the imperial court, but what he did was to disregard human lives. His martial arts were taught by me personally, so I should be the one to finish it."

Yin and yang are separated, yang does not interfere with yin, and yin does not approach yang.

Shi Fengli wanted to kill his brother, and the feasible way was to control his body with a wisp of remnant soul.

But the corpse change requires special conditions, which is by no means taken for granted.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "Why do seniors think I can help?"

"You are Yang Jiuye." Shi Fengli's level of flattering was undoubtedly higher.

Not a single word is redundant, listening to it can make people feel happy.

Yang Jiu said: "I can make a paper man, and senior can possess it."

"There is a paper fire shop outside the East Factory, and there are so many paper figurines. Do you think I haven't tried it?" Shi Fengli frowned.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "My paper figure is different from those paper figures."

Stop talking nonsense, take out the ghost paper, and tie the paper on the spot.

Shi Fengli stood aside and watched.

The paper figurine was completely tied according to Shi Fengli, no matter in terms of body shape or appearance.

Seeing the paper figurine tied up, Shi Fengli walked over, overlapped with the paper figurine, took another step, and walked out from the paper figurine again.

"Look." Shi Fengli was speechless.

Could it be that the famous Yang Jiuye only has this ability?
"Senior, don't worry." Yang Jiu lifted the lid of the coffin, took two drops of Shi Fengli's blood, and put eyes on the paper figurine.

The paper man came back to life and walked back and forth.

Shi Fengli was dumbfounded, the paper figurine rushed over and merged perfectly with him.

Shi Fengli bounced and tried a few times, feeling himself revived again.

"It's a pity that this body made of paper can't hold the silkworm knife." Shi Fengli felt regretful.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for half his life, but his favorite is the Celestial Silkworm Knife.

As soon as Yang Jiu raised his hand, he handed a paper knife to Shi Fengli.

This paper knife is exactly made according to the silkworm knife, and the real silkworm knife is lying quietly in the cave of Nine Snakes at this moment.

Shi Fengli waved the paper knife, the light of the knife shone brightly.

"Xiang Qing, your time of death has come." Shi Fengli laughed.

Yang Jiu took out a set of clothes, asked Shi Fengli to put them on, and took him away from Dongchang, thinking in his heart, where did he seem to have heard the name Xiang Qing.

When Shi Fengli walked towards the Zhenfusi Yamen, Yang Jiu finally remembered.

Xiang Qing is one of the hundred households of Jinyiwei, and has great power.

"Senior, are you going to kill Xiangqing in the Fusi Yamen?" Yang Jiu was incredulous.

Seeing Shi Fengli nodding, Yang Jiu wanted to cut off his paper head with a single knife.

In the Zhenfu Department, there are so many masters, you are a paper man, you are a fart.

Shi Fengli said immediately: "I want to force Xiang Qing out and take his head."

"Senior, there's no need for that. Xiang Qing has a family of Jinyiwei, and he has already married and has an official residence in Chang'an." Yang Jiu said.

Shi Fengli was stunned and said: "He is an eunuch, what kind of family is he?"

Is Xiang Qing an eunuch?
It is heard that Xiang Qing is extremely lustful, has three wives and four concubines at home, and often goes to Yunyulou to have fun.

Such a person is an eunuch, hiding very deeply.

Xiang Qing had an affair with a married woman back then, and after it was revealed, the woman's man cut off her baby.

Shi Fengli found Xiang Qing dying in the woods.

Xiang Qing survived and was very talented in martial arts.

Shi Fengli did not accept him as a disciple, so he called him a brother.

Shi Fengli did not expect that he would be schemed against by Xiang Qing in the end and die tragically at his hands.

By killing him, Xiang Qing gained the status of Jin Yiwei.

He killed people like hemp, amassed money recklessly, and soon climbed to the status of a hundred households.

Recently, due to Xiang Qing's great contribution, he has been included in the list of the new batch of [-] households.

Yang Jiu brought Shi Fengli to Xiang Qing's mansion.

There are only two Jinyiwei guards at the gate of the mansion.

Although the world is chaotic, few people dare to attack Jin Yiwei.

The guards at the gate seem weak, but in fact the guards inside the mansion are very strong.

The two sneaked in quietly and came to Xiang Qing's residence in the inner courtyard.

Women's wailing came out from time to time.

That voice was ecstasy.

Yang Jiu looked at Shi Fengli, this Xiang Qing is so vigorous, is he really an eunuch?
Shi Fengli also felt strange.

But at that time, he personally bandaged Xiang Qing's wound, that thing is gone as long as it is gone, there will never be a fake.

The two of them got closer and came to the roof where the sound came from. They gently lifted the tiles, and they could immediately see the situation inside the house.

"I don't raise useless people." Xiang Qing said as he pinched the woman's neck, and with a little force, the woman's neck was broken.

This guy really is a pervert.

It is said that eunuchs will go crazy sooner or later.

Looking at it now, Wei Zhongxian's temperament is very gentle.

Shi Fengli was quite angry when he saw it. If he had known that Xiang Qing would kill the woman, he should have rushed in directly from the main entrance.

Xiang Qing had already carried the woman's body to the back garden.

He couldn't remember how many corpses were buried in the back garden.

The same is true when you go to the Yunyu Tower, as long as you play a little trick, those prostitutes will never find out.

When he came to the garden, Xiang Qing picked up the shovel and began to dig a hole.

Xiang Qing's speed was very fast, and a deep hole was dug very quickly.

He threw the woman's body in and started filling the soil.

"Xiang Qing, you are still so treacherous and bloodthirsty." Shi Fengli came out from the darkness on one side.

Under the bright moonlight, his paper surface was glowing white, which was really creepy.

Xiang Qing was taken aback, raised the shovel, and said in a trembling voice, "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

"Haha, Xiang Qing, I haven't seen you for many years, you can't even hear my voice?" Shi Fengli flashed out his paper knife and quickly made two tricks.

Fear grew in Xiang Qingmou's eyes, and he said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Shi Fengli took off his clothes, revealing his body made of paper.

Can this look be human?

Xiang Qing knew that Shi Fengli's body could not be stitched up, and he was currently lying in the Hall of Yama in Dongchang.

After killing Shi Fengli that year, he buried him on the spot, but within a few months, Shi Fengli cheated his body out.

It was heard that Shi Fengli did not do any evil, he just came to the gate of the county government office, lay down on the ground, and then stopped moving.

The county magistrate naturally had to let the seamstress sew the body first before burying it.

Shi Fengli did not kill the corpse sewer, but the corpse sewers changed after wave after wave, but failed to sew up his body.

Shi Fengli has been waiting, and finally waited until Yang Jiu.

If he didn't kill Xiang Qing, a bastard, he would never rest in peace.

"Come here..." Xiang Qing knew that Shi Fengli's martial arts would become even more powerful after he became a paper figurine.

Shi Fengli laughed and said, "How many innocent women have you killed to cover up the fact that you are an eunuch? Tonight, I will take you to the real Hall of Yama."

Before the words fell, the paper knife stabbed out.

The light of the knife covered the moonlight.

The person Xiang Qing fears the most is Shi Fengli.

Facing Shi Fengli who turned into a paper man, his fear grew even stronger.

But at the moment of life and death, he held the shovel in his hand, swung it and returned a few strokes, and then ran away.

He is now an adult of Jinyiwei's hundred households. If he encounters danger, he doesn't need to do it himself, just let the Jinyiwei under him do it.

It's just that Shi Fengli didn't give him this chance.

Shi Fengli turned into a paper figurine, his lightness kung fu was even better, and he was in front of Xiang Qing in a flash, the paper knife rose again, aiming at Xiang Qing's heart and stabbing it out.

Xiang Qing ran away and suddenly saw Shi Fengli appearing in front of him with a paper knife like a gun.

At this moment, it seemed that he himself took the initiative to hit the paper knife with his heart.

The knife is made of paper, but under the blessing of mysterious power, the knife shines brightly.

puff.

Just as Xiang Qing was terrified, the moment he touched the paper knife, the paper knife pierced straight into his heart.

The tip of the knife protruded from the back, and the snow-white paper knife was dyed bright red.

"Xiang Qing, it feels so good to kill you with my own hands, hahaha." Shi Fengli was extremely happy.

Xiang Qing wanted to speak, but her consciousness quickly blurred.

Shi Fengli didn't pull out the paper knife, but turned and walked towards Yang Jiu who was hiding in the dark.

"Yang Jiuye, you have fulfilled my wish, but I can't repay you..." Shi Fengli's heart knot has been untied, and the obsession has been completed. He can feel that he has to leave.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Senior, don't worry, I like to help ghosts."

Shi Fengli laughed, and dispersed with the wind.

The Merit Book appears at this moment:

The host helped Shi fulfill his last wish and gained 790 points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are [-].

With a little more effort, the merit point will be over a thousand, and then you will know what this thing is useful for.

After all, Xiang Qing belonged to a hundred households of Jinyiwei, and the body should be found after dawn.

Yang Jiu slipped away.

It is not realistic to go to Yan Luodian to sew the corpse, so Yang Jiu decided to go back to the sew shop and sleep.

It was a long way from Xiangfu to the body sewing shop, and had to pass through several remote places on the way.

Yang Jiu felt that someone was following him in the dark all the time, and he didn't expose it. He felt that there was no one else who wanted to lay hands on him except Di Yong.

"Master Yang, I've been waiting for you for a long time." When passing by the entrance of an alley, Di Yong's voice came from the alley.

Yang Jiu stopped and said with a smile, "I also guessed it was you."

"Because of you, my father wants to resign, are you worthy of the people of Wei?" Di Yong said righteously.

This brain circuit is really novel.

If it weren't for your son being too cheating, would your father be like this?

Instead of looking for reasons around yourself, you still want to continue to bully others?

After your father resigned, are you a fart?

Yang Jiu's export is dirty.

Instead of being angry, Di Yong smiled, and said softly: "Anyway, you will soon become a dead person, so let you enjoy your mouth."

In the darkness on both sides, a large number of servants suddenly rushed out, all of them were holding broad knives, showing a fierce look.

Di Yong's determination to kill Yang Jiu is extremely firm.

And in the alleys, more servants with knives hibernate.

Di Yong backed away slowly.

Yang Jiu stretched out his hand, and the Snow Drinking Knife appeared in his palm.

He walked towards Di Yong step by step, and sighed: "Mr. Di, the auction of Yunhe Restaurant was very fair, but you took your anger out on me and provoked you repeatedly. For your father's sake, I don't care about you..."

"People who are about to die talk a lot of nonsense." Di Yong sneered.

Yang Jiu smiled grimly: "There is a way to heaven if you don't go, but there is no way to hell."

Di Yong unfolded his folding fan, isn't that what he wanted to say?
He is bound to win Yunhe Restaurant, Yang Jiu has to get involved, and Yang Jiu can only blame himself for wanting to be a short-lived ghost.

The servant behind Di Yong quickly raised his knife to kill Xiang Yangjiu.

The servants outside the alley also rushed in, attacking from both ends.

When Di Yong retreated just now, he wanted to lead Yang Jiu into this alley.

Yang Jiu was so stupid that she walked into the alley knowing she was cheating.

It's just that Di Yong doesn't know clearly, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but walking towards the tigers, he is either a fool or a master.

The servants approached, but saw a flash of the sword, and all the servants fell to the ground clutching their throats.

Di Yong's complexion changed drastically, and he said in a squeaky voice, "Go up, go up to me."

The master ordered, and the slave had to obey.

But as soon as they rushed over, they fell under Yang Jiu's knife.

These servants have only learned a little bit of showmanship, and they are all worthless vegetable dregs.

Dozens of servants all fell in a pool of blood in an instant, and no one survived.

By the moonlight, Di Yong looked at Yang Jiu, his heart beat faster, and he backed away slowly.

Yang Jiu approached slowly, and sighed: "Di Ge is always a good official, I don't want him to lose his son in old age, but you bastard, you don't know how to repent, only death can be peaceful."

"Yang Jiu, if you dare to kill me, my father will not let you go." Di Yong said tremblingly.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Now you know what your father is doing? But what you have done is driving your father to a dead end."

Di Yong wanted to threaten Yang Jiu again, but seeing the Yinxue knife stabbing him quickly, he was so frightened that he hurriedly used a folding fan to block it.

The tip of the knife pierced through the folding fan and went straight into Di Yong's throat.

Yang Jiu quickly drew the knife to prevent the blood in Di Yong's body from being sucked dry by the Yinxue knife.

The blood that stained the Xuexue Knife was absorbed instantly.

Putting away the snow-drinking knife, Yang Jiu jumped onto the wall and left quickly along the roof.

Dozens of corpses were dumped in this alley. It was too difficult to destroy the corpses, so it was better to let the government officials clean them up.

When they arrived at the mortuary shop, the orange cat was already waiting at the door, and when they first met, they stretched out their paws to ask for money.

Yang Jiusha was speechless, and asked, "His grandma, what are you doing?"

Does it cost so much money to raise a few little bitches?

The orange cat raised its paw and gestured a few times, and the paw continued to ask for money.

If it weren't for being so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, Yang Jiu would have to go with the orange cat to see how huge the subjects of the king of cats are.

The orange cat was given five taels of silver, but the orange cat didn't even look at it.

My son wants money from me, so I have to be cute to please him, right?

This dead cat is really...

Twelve taels of gold were thrown out, the orange cat picked it up, hit the wall with a swoosh, and ran away without a trace in an instant.

The next day.

The news of Di Yong's murder caused a sensation in Chang'an.

All the bodies were carried up to the six doors.

Ruthlessly and carefully inspecting the wound, he concluded that the murderer had extremely high martial arts skills and was very good at swordsmanship.

Many servants were killed by the same knife.

In front of the murderer, these servants are even more vulnerable than tofu.

Di Juyi had just handed in his resignation, regardless of whether Empress Wu agreed or not, he decided to leave Chang'an tomorrow and return to his hometown to live.

Who would have thought that at this juncture, Aiko was brutally killed.

Di Juyi held back his tears, turned around to look at Zhuge Zhengxiong, and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhuge, how long will it take to catch the murderer?"

"The case happened in the middle of the night. There are no witnesses, no survivors, and it is difficult to determine the identity of the murderer based on the wounds alone, so..." Zhuge Zhengxiong did not say clearly.

This case is very likely to become unsolved.

Di Juyi thought of someone, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps Master Zhuge can focus on Yang Jiu."

"Yang Jiu? Mr. Di Ge is talking about Master Yang Jiuyang, the corpse maker of Dongchang?" Zhuge Zhengxiong was slightly taken aback.

Di Juyi nodded.

"Although Mr. Yang is a corpse maker, he has a chivalrous heart and often helps us catch some criminals..." Jueqing actually wanted to say that Yang Jiu had no grudge against Di Yong, why did he kill Di Yong?

But for some reason, the words came out with another meaning.

"Since Mr. Di Ge mentioned Mr. Yang, could it be that your son has a problem with Mr. Yang?" Zhuge Zhengxiong is old and cunning, and he doesn't want to step into this muddy water easily.

Di Juyi has already planned to resign, and Yang Jiu is a celebrity in front of Wei Zhongxian, which one is more important has to be weighed and weighed.

Di Juyi sighed: "The fault is all on Yong'er, but the crime is not enough to cause death, so I have to thank Mr. Zhuge for this matter."

After finishing speaking, Di Juyi shook his sleeves and left.

It seems that Chang'an will have to stay for a while longer.

"My lord, Mr. Yang cannot be the murderer." Ruanqing said firmly.

Leng Xue leaned against the tree beside him, nodded and said, "I also believe that Mr. Yang is not the murderer."

"Go and find out." Zhuge Zhengxiong just wanted to see the evidence, and then decide what to do.

Regardless of Di Juyi's plan to resign, if Empress Wu insists on staying, maybe this old fox will have the cheek to stay.

Leaving the six doors, Ruanqing came to Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant.

The business in the store is booming and there are many diners.

After Di Juyi clarified, the dead mouse incident would naturally not affect the business of the hot pot restaurant.

I came here out of desperation, just to know the details of the dead mouse incident.

Gan Sisi sat behind the counter and chatted with her heartlessly.

The unfeeling harvest is not only the truth about the dead mouse incident, but also the bidding turmoil of Yunhe Restaurant.

Yang Jiu and Di Yong's Liangzi were forged in that auction.

Yang Jiu was upright and upright, and won the Yunhe Restaurant by virtue of his strength, but it was Di Yong, the son of the prime minister, who couldn't afford to lose.

"Unfeeling, if you want me to say that that guy deserves his death, anyway, his life is a disaster, who knows how many kind and innocent people will suffer." Gan Sisi did not hide her inner happiness.

With Di Yong dead, there is less trouble.

He said with a heartless smile: "If you encounter troublemakers like Di Yong again in the future, report to the police."

"The officials won't care about it." Gan Sisi thought to herself as she watched her heartlessly leave.

Aunt Mei came over at this moment and said, "Sisi, I'm done, you go."

Gan Sisi nodded, and immediately went out to Yunhe Restaurant.

She invited craftsmen to renovate Yunhe Restaurant.

There are not many places that need to be changed, and I believe it will be able to open in a few days.

As the store manager of the first branch of Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant, Chu Liuchun is in charge of supervising the whole process.

Gan Sisi came here just to see if Zhao Xuemei and Tian Lingling were used to living here, mainly to ask if Chu Liuchun bullied them.

After all, both of them are women, and Tian Lingling looks pretty good.

"I said lady boss, what do you mean?" Chu Liuchun stayed on the second floor and could clearly hear the conversation between Gan Sisi and Zhao Xuemei on the first floor.

Gan Sisi said contemptuously: "You have to be honest all the time, and you have to protect them well. If you can't do that, I'll let Brother Nine take you down."

"Mother, what does it mean to be blind?" Tian Lingling asked without understanding.

Gan Sisi was a little confused, forgot that there was a child beside her.

Near noon, Gan Sisi came to the corpse sewing shop again.

Sitting in front of No. [-] mortuary shop, there was a man in ragged clothes, like a beggar.

"Hey, this is not a place to beg for food." Gan Sisi said while putting a small piece of silver in front of the man.

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