It's the first time I've encountered sewing corpses for a living person, but after Huang Feng explained the situation, I felt that even if it was free, I would do this list.

The one who needs to sew the corpse is a centenarian, the old man resisted the sun when he was young, so he broke an arm, and he was dying, and his greatest wish was to have a whole corpse, but he didn't trust the mortuary in the funeral home, saying that those people had poor craftsmanship and wanted to find a second leather maker to mend the corpse.

So, I don't know through which channel I found Huang Feng, and then found me.

If nothing else, I will shed blood for the country when the old man was young, and I will take this job and do it for free.

I told Huang Feng my thoughts, Huang Feng was very open, and said that he couldn't let me do it for nothing, and he gave me 200,000 yuan for this order.

The money was transferred directly to my account.

To be honest, I am not short of money for the time being, and the 500,000 yuan that my grandfather had before his death was still in the account.

Two hundred thousand can't stun me, but Huang Feng's motives are questionable.

According to common sense, the price of a corpse is five hundred to one thousand, and the price of a corpse is five hundred to one thousand, and the money given by Huang Feng is a bit outrageous.

One thing I know very well is that I can do as much as I get.

For a thousand jobs, you give 200,000 yuan, and it directly multiplies 200 times, which is definitely not normal.

I asked Huang Feng, and Huang Feng didn't hide it, saying that he took a fancy to the old man's drum, and if the old man used me to mend his body, he would give him a drum as a reward, so I didn't refuse.

I asked Huang Feng what was so particular about that drum, Huang Feng didn't say, just said that the drum could save Wanting at a critical moment.

Speaking of which, I have to take this job even if I don't take it.

The old man's name is Dong Aiguo, and his home is in an urban village on the outskirts of Bincheng.

After taking the job, I took my tools and rushed over quickly.

The old man lived in a small courtyard, and when I arrived, the old man's breath had not yet come out, and his days were running out.

Seeing me, the old man stretched out a withered arm and asked with a pant; "Two cobblers?"

"Well, the three generations of my ancestors are all second-generation leathermen, and I am the fourth generation!" As I spoke, I looked at the old man, whose right shoulder was empty.

"Master, stop talking, I know what you mean!"

The old man wanted to say something, but his grandson, a middle-aged man about fifty years old, stopped the old man, turned to me and said, "Master Chen, try your craft!" ”

"Okay!"

I nodded and asked the old man and grandson to prepare things by the way.

After the things were complete, I didn't shy away from making arms in front of the old man according to his request.

In the past, sewing corpses was to measure the size of the dead, but this time, measuring the size of the living, I have an indescribable weird feeling.

It is said that the older people get, the more afraid they are of death, especially in today's society, there are not too many young people who commit suicide, and one million elderly people are unwilling to die.

But this old man is different, he is very open-minded, saying that he can live enough in this life until now, there are no regrets, and his only wish is to have a whole corpse when he dies.

When I pinched my arm out, the old man saw it, made a decision on the spot, and left me, and supported his grandson to give me things.

The old man and grandson didn't say much, turned around and went out, and when he came back, he had an extra drum in his hand.

The drum is not big, the diameter looks about 20 centimeters, it looks very old, the drum surface is almost all brown, there is a little green when you look closely, the drum body is very exquisite, but the material of the drum surface can not be seen, there are some patterns and incomprehensible symbols carved on it.

I took the drums, and I don't know why, but at first glance it seemed so inconspicuous, but now I feel very attractive when I look closely.

I rubbed my hand on the drum for a while, and the drum surface was cool and silky, and it was very smooth and delicate, not like the leather of an animal.

I tried to knock it, and there was a thud, the sound was not brittle or even a little muffled, but it made people feel a special throbbing in their hearts.

"What kind of drum is this?" I asked.

The old man's grandson replied: "This is the old man's captured trophies, what kind of drum it is, I don't know!" ”

I thought about it, didn't say anything, and put the drum aside.

"Satisfied?" The old man suddenly asked.

"Satisfied!" I nodded.

After getting this answer, the old man actually got up from the bed, and pulled me not to let me go, saying that he would cook me a meal.

I had no choice but to stay.

The old man worked alone for nearly an hour, making a large table of dishes, chattering all the time during the banquet, waving his arms and talking about the war back then, it seemed that there was no problem at all, but we all knew that he was returning to the light.

Sure enough, after lunch, in the evening people were no longer able to speak, just looked at my pinched arm with red eyes.

When he was dying, the old man kept holding my wrist tightly with his bony hand, and the strength was very great, and I said several times that I would complete the old man's body, and the old man was breathless.

I am sad that people cannot be resurrected after death, but I still have to do what I should do.

According to the old rules, I burned incense to make up for the corpse, and the victim had already transported all the things needed for the funeral, and there were more and more people, building a funeral shed, brushing asphalt for the coffin, and building a stove.

The corpse is very well repaired, I will repair the corpse here, and on the other side, the spirit shed has been built.

I took the drum and said goodbye to the old man and grandson, and as soon as I left the yard, the drum sounded.

I thought I had misheard and glanced down at the drums.

Boom!

As I watched, the drum shook and shook without anyone striking.

Not only that, but a face slowly emerged from the drum face, this face became clearer and clearer, and even the facial features could be seen, what made me throb was that this face looked like a human for three points and a mouse for seven points.

"Squeak!"

When the face was completely levitated, a familiar cry came from not far away.

I remembered that when I came back in the middle of the night last night, I had heard the same scream after I knocked over the coffin.