"Heng, you're here." The woman smiled at the second mother-in-law. I didn't react at first, but after a while, I figured out that Luo Heng should be the name of the second mother-in-law.

The second mother-in-law stepped forward, took the man's head from the woman's hand, and put it in front of her eyes to look carefully, and her eyes flashed with doubts from time to time.

I heard the woman say, "I'll leave it to you here." With that, he turned and left the stone chamber.

When I saw the woman leaving, I immediately approached the second mother-in-law and asked in a low voice, "Who is this woman?" "In my mind, the leader of this incense burning society should be a bad old man in his hundreds, or an old woman with gray hair, how could he be such a young woman.

The second mother-in-law carefully looked at the broken skull of the man's head, and ignored me, and after a while, she said, "Hurry up and prepare." ”

I didn't think about it for a while, but I saw the second mother-in-law take off a bag from behind me and stuff it into my arms. I opened it and saw that there were some knives and needles, all of which were the work of our second cobbler.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that this was to do our old job and stitch these stumps together.

Listening to the second mother-in-law's instructions, I went out of the stone room and found a corpse dressing table in the second room next to it, with corpse cloths and so on. He pushed it over with ease, then put on gloves and carefully put away the eight pieces of corpse in the coffin and placed them on the stage.

Then I went to move a stone chair and let the second mother-in-law sit on the side, then I breathed a sigh of relief, stood in front of the stage, and carefully watched the veins of each stump incision.

That day, the big rooster said in Baxian Village that they were the master of their sect to borrow me, I thought what he said was just an excuse, but now it seems that it is really true. The second mother-in-law's craftsmanship is naturally above mine, but her hands are festering and exposed, where can she let the old man take action.

Now that I think about it, it was a long time ago that I disposed of the corpse with my second mother-in-law. When I think of this, I can't help but feel refreshed. I don't know how many times I have done this kind of corpse stitching since I was a child, and I was already familiar with it, and I was about to do it, but I was stopped by my second mother-in-law, and instead told me a technique that I had never heard of before.

This technique not only requires the use of sutures, but also needs to cooperate with the needle method to comb the meridians around the corpse, and the process is so complicated that I listened to it for the first time, but I didn't completely write it down. The second mother-in-law said it three times in a row, and I memorized it while learning, and silently deduced it three times in my heart, so that I fully understood the essence of this technique.

It's just that I don't quite understand that this is just a dead man, and it's just a matter of stitching his body together perfectly, so why do you need to acupuncture the meridians. What is the meaning of meridians for a dead person?

My first needle was placed on this man's eyebrows, in fact, as long as the person dies, these three souls and seven spirits no longer exist, but the second mother-in-law ordered this, and I did so. Along the way, the three souls and seven spirits were all sealed, and according to the method passed down by the second mother-in-law, the needle was carried out, and the retrograde was nine times.

After this toss, it probably took half a day. I heard the second mother-in-law say: "Stop." I let out a slight sigh of relief, took the needle and stood aside. After about ten breaths, I saw that the man's eight corpses slowly oozed a sticky black juice like thick ink.

The black juice was extremely strange, and it didn't smell special, but it didn't penetrate downward, but it condensed like mercury, and shimmered with a ghostly light. I looked strange, turned my head to look at the second mother-in-law, and saw that she was staring intently at the eight pieces of corpses, her expression was serious, and she seemed to be faintly nervous.

I've never seen this kind of look on my second mother-in-law's face, and I can't help but feel uneasy. After about a quarter of an hour, I saw that the flesh no longer oozes black juice, and the severed part of the stump has regained the color of flesh and blood.

The black juice that flowed out of it condensed on the shroud, and when you looked closely, it seemed that the thing was still slowly squirming.

I listened to the second mother-in-law's instructions: "Go and clean up." I answered, and removed the eight pieces of corpse, leaving only the black juice on the shroud.

The second mother-in-law said: "Use your Five Emperor Fire." ”

I was slightly stunned, then I let out an "oh", cut my finger, took out a Five Emperor Coin and bounced it out. The fire flashed, and as soon as it touched the black juice, it suddenly made a very piercing blasting sound. The black juice was instantly shrouded in flames, and something seemed to be struggling in the firelight, and bursts of black smoke came out, but in three breaths, the black juice was burned clean.

I was a little stunned when I saw this strange situation, but I felt that this male corpse was getting more and more weird, so I heard the second mother-in-law say on the side: "It can be stitched." ”

I changed a shroud and spread it on the corpse dressing table, and put the eight pieces of corpses back on it, and when I looked closely, I found that the flesh was slightly whitish, and it had lost its bright color.

After that, the stitching is the most basic craft of the second leather craftsman, but if you want to do it perfectly, the process to be completed is also extremely complicated. The second mother-in-law pointed out from time to time, and it took more than half a day to complete the stitching of a corpse.

I heard the second mother-in-law say, "You go and find the sect leader." ”

I said yes and looked around the front before I found the woman in a stone room. When she heard this, she sat there in silence for a while before she got up and came out.

When he returned to the stone room, he saw the woman come to the corpse dressing table and look at the man on the stage in amazement. I approached the second mother-in-law and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Mother-in-law, who is this man?" ”

The second mother-in-law didn't look at me, just shook her head. But it seems that even she doesn't know the reason for it.

After a long while, the woman who stood there like a sculpture woke up like a dream, and nodded to the second mother-in-law: "Thank you for your hard work." "For me, a coolie, I didn't even look at it with a straight eye.

The second mother-in-law said, "I'll go back and rest first." And he turned and departed. I was about to carry her back, but I heard the woman say, "You keep it." ”

I saw the second mother-in-law continue to walk forward as if she didn't hear it, and immediately realized that the woman was calling me. When I looked back, I saw the woman beckoning to me: "Come here." ”

I saw that the second mother-in-law had gone far, so I could only turn back, so I heard the woman say, "There's a box over there, you go and get it." ”

I didn't think much about her because she had saved my life, and as she had instructed, I went around a stone chamber over there, and sure enough, I saw a wooden box and took it back. When I opened it, I saw several sets of clothes inside. Look at this formula, it should be a man's.

The woman crouched down, rummaged through the box, found a pale gray robe, and some tights, stuffed it into my hand, and said, "Put it on him." ”

I let out an "oh". In our line of work, tidying up the appearance of the deceased is the most basic craft, but he is very familiar with it, and he is quickly dressed neatly. As soon as the clothes and shoes and socks were put on, they all fit properly, as if these clothes were tailor-made for this person.

The woman stared at the man on the stage in a daze. She had a dense scar on her face, and she couldn't tell what her expression was, and after a while, she said, "Help him up." ”

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't say a word, and stepped forward to remove the man from the corpse table, and put his legs on the ground, ready to hold him in my arms. But what I didn't expect was that after the man stood on the ground with both feet, his body was not crooked, I tried to let go of his hand, and I saw him standing firmly on the ground, with a straight posture, if I looked at it from behind, I thought it was a big living person standing there.

I was amazed. I've never seen a dead body stand like this, let alone stitch it together with eight pieces of corpse. I don't know if this male corpse itself is weird, or if there is something special about the method taught to me by my second mother-in-law.

The woman went across from the man, and looked at him blankly, saying nothing. She has a long and slender figure, and is considered tall among women. The two stood together, the top of her head, just above the man's nose.