My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 45 The Heroic Thief Chu Liuchun

Breaking into a private house, holding a knife to the owner's neck, and still having the face to say that he is a good person?
What a bitch erecting a torii, very innocent.

Yang Jiu moved quickly, took the rope hanging on the wall, and tied the man tightly in two or three strokes.

Turning on the oil lamp, Yang Jiu observed carefully, unexpectedly the unexpected visitor was quite handsome.

If the left eye hadn't been beaten into a panda eye by him, it would have looked better.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Don't, don't, don't do this..."

"Why are you touching my chest?"

Yang Jiu didn't care about it, and searched all the places on this man's body that could hide things.

In the end, only one money bag was found.

There are only a few copper coins left in the money bag, which is definitely the real version of poverty.

In addition, there is a booklet.

"I can't read it." The man shouted anxiously when he saw Yang Jiu was about to flip through the booklet.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile, "Why can't you watch it?"

"If you read it, then I must kill you." The man glared at each other.

If you say no, I won’t watch it?
Looking at the current situation, who do we listen to?
Yang Jiu opened the booklet, saw a line written on the first page, and read: "I, Chu Liuchun, roamed the rivers and lakes, robbing the rich and helping the poor. I am a hero among thieves, a thief among heroes."

Chu Liuchun?
Why not call it Chu Liuxiang?
The man struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the thick rope.

"The clouds and rain are in a hurry, and we met in the wedding room that day. I will come and go for a while, and I have no plan to stay in the spring. Chu Liuchun, Chu Liuchun, will stay in the first night in the spring, a good name, a good name." Yang Jiu gave a thumbs up and praised.

Clouds and rains in a hurry?

Can the bridal chamber be rushed?
Chu Liuchun wanted to refute.

"Three taels of silver for No. [-] South Street, one tael of silver for No. [-] South Street, and ten taels of silver for No. [-] South Street..." Yang Jiu turned to the next page and saw that the records were all about the distribution of silver.

With this account book, it is enough to prove that Chu Liuchun is a very active thief in Chang'an City recently.

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

Pooh.

The government made it clear that they didn't take the thieves seriously.

How about ten taels of silver to send a beggar?

Wei Zhongxian's reward started with twelve taels of gold.

Yang Jiu closed the booklet and asked with a smile, "Is all the stolen money scattered?"

"Steal? Can you stop talking so harshly, I, Chu Liuchun, am a grand thief." Chu Liuchun corrected.

Yang Jiu said contemptuously: "Isn't it stealing?"

You are the one stealing.

Your whole family is stealing.

Chu Liuchun was very mad.

Yang Jiu untied the rope that bound Chu Liuchun, and reminded: "Be smarter in the future, and stop distributing Ku Yin to the poor."

"This time it was an accident." Chu Liuchun's cheeks glowed.

As the best grand rogue in Wei, occasionally he stumbles.

For example, this time, in order to avoid the officers and soldiers, he had no choice but to enter the corpse sewing shop. Who would have thought that a corpse sewing man would have such martial arts, grasping a sharp knife without breaking the skin, is he still a fucking human?
Yang Jiu raised her finger to point outside, and said, "Let's go, don't drag me down."

"Meeting by chance is also fate..." Chu Liuchun clasped his fists together, wanting to make friends with Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu waved her hands and said, "I'm not interested in men."

"Landscapes meet again, and there will be a time later." Chu Liuchun turned and left.

With a bang, the door of the corpse shop was slammed shut.

Chu Liuchun looked up at the night sky, knowing that Chang'an City couldn't stay here any longer.

But he couldn't just walk away.

Those innocent people who were locked into the six-door prison because of him still had to find a way to rescue them.

In fact, he can't blame him for this matter, who would have thought that in Wu Youdao's treasury, there would be hidden relief money that had been robbed before.

From this point of view, the person who robbed the relief money was Wu Youdao.

As long as evidence is found and handed over to the six doors, the people will be saved.

……

The next day.

Yang Jiu walked out of the mortuary shop and saw Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan busy opposite, regretting it very much.

Ten taels of silver is also silver, so Chu Liuchun should have been handed over to the government last night.

Isn't it a crime to have trouble with money?
Meat hurts.

It really hurts.

There were not many buns left, so Gan Sisi asked Wei Yuyan to watch the sale, and she brought the buns to find Yang Jiu.

"Brother Nine, I got up last night and heard that Swift decided to kill her." Gan Sisi looked at Wei Yuyan, frowning.

Yang Jiu chewed the bun and said, "Go and call her over."

"Speak well, don't scare the child." Gan Sisi now really thinks that Wei Yuyan is her own niece.

Wei Yuyan quickly ran over, her white forehead covered with beads of sweat.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" She smiled innocently.

Yang Jiu asked directly: "Who do you want to kill?"

Wei Yuyan couldn't laugh anymore.

Her two little hands were tightly clasped together, and her eyeballs were rolling.

"Send the mourner, no, the bastard asked me to kill three more corpse sewers, he will let me go, if I don't do it, the bastard will kill my uncle and aunt." Wei Yuyan has been tortured by this for the past few days It was miserable.

Now that I can confide my heart to Yang Jiu, I feel a lot more relaxed.

Yang Jiu frowned and asked, "Why did the bastard kill the corpse maker?"

The corpse sewers are poor people, but the funeral man wanted to manipulate a thirteen or [-]-year-old girl to kill them. It can be seen that the funeral man was really crazy to the extreme.

"Okay, it seems to be refining puppets." Wei Yuyan is not a fool, she can still see some clues about what the mourner wants to do.

Refining puppets?
Thinking back carefully, the paper figurine attached to Wei Yuyan at that time seemed to be quite different from the paper-making technique Yang Jiu had learned.

It turned out that it was not the paper-making technique, but the puppet technique.

The decent puppets of famous families are usually puppets or paper figurines.

People who use dead bodies as puppets are the worst of bad guys.

Yang Jiu swallowed the buns in her mouth, turned her head to look at Wei Yuyan, and asked, "So those corpse stitchers who were scared to death by you before were all used as puppets by the bastards?"

"It should be, no, they weren't scared to death by me, I don't even know what I'm doing..." Wei Yuyan's face was pale, and the beads of sweat on her forehead became denser.

The sewers are either beggars or refugees, and what they have in common is that all of them are helpless widows.

A good-looking little girl like Wei Yuyan must not be mistreated by something inferior to a beast like a mourner.

Yang Jiu looked at the last bun in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the mourner?"

Wei Yuyan shook her head.

The mourner could find her at any time, but she couldn't find the mourner.

After eating, Yang Jiu came to Dongchang to ask Xiao Xuanzi for help.

After an investigation, it was found that the dead seamstresses were all buried in mass graves outside the city by the East Factory guards.

The mourner did not go to Dongchang to steal the corpse, so he had to go to the mass grave to dig the grave.

Yang Jiu went to Nanshi to buy three round-headed shovels, and asked Wei Yuyan to tell Gan Sisi that they would go to the mass graves outside the city to dig graves tonight.

Wei Yuyan's delicate body trembled when she heard it.

There are relatively few broken corpses to be sewn recently, and the sewers are very free.

Tonight, Dongchang didn't distribute corpses to Yang Jiu. After all, tomorrow night, Yang Jiu had to go to the Hall of Yama to sew his corpses, so he could rest and take a rest.

Yang Jiu called Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan, and walked out of the city.

(End of this chapter)