"Xiao Ran, sewing corpses is not a business, it's not someone who wants to do it, pay attention to God's arrangement, if you can't get a job today, you have nothing to do with this industry."

"Master, then can you calculate that I will receive a job today, whose job I will take?"

My name is Wei Ran, I was born in a remote mountain village, and I am 18 years old this year.

My mother was a mentally ill and ran away after giving birth, and my father died a few years ago, and now I live with my father.

The Wei family has been a corpse sewing person for generations, and we are the only one in the vicinity who sew corpses.

The people in the village called me crazy because of my mother's affairs, and the villagers didn't dare to have a deep friendship with me, for fear of being infected with madness.

Only Xiaoguang in the front yard always came to my house to play with me without telling his parents.

Speaking of Xiaoguang, he hasn't looked for me for several days since he had a little trouble with him.

"Knock knock......" There was a sharp knock on the door.

It must be Xiaoguang who came looking for me! I jumped three feet high in excitement to open the door.

But as soon as he pushed the door open, it was the village chief standing at the door.

"Oh no, Xiaoguang is missing, let your master come over and calculate where Xiaoguang is?"

When the master heard the sound, the village chief muttered a few words in the ear of the master and then pulled the master out of the house.

As soon as I ran out, Ye turned his head and locked me in the room, of course I understood what Ye meant.

Squatting at the door, my heart was uneasy, worried that something would happen to Xiaoguang.

Until late at night, the master did not come back.

At this moment, the silent clouds quickly spit out a dazzling and fierce fire, and the explosion thundered and reverberated among the mountains.

After a pause, another serrated bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and I looked excitedly at the master who walked in, I must have found Xiaoguang.

Looking up at the clock, I was shocked to find that it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and there would be no life, and it seemed that I was destined to be a corpse sewer in my life.

Looking behind Ye, followed by a few people carrying something, Ye turned on the light.

By the dim light, I could see what the men were carrying.

The moment I saw that it was a small light, I froze in place, and my head suddenly buzzed.

The clothes were tattered and stained red with blood, and the seven orifices were bleeding black blood, but the most terrifying thing was that there was a bloody hole in Xiaoguang's chest.

His expression was distorted, as if he had been tortured to death.

I followed them to the back room, and watched Xiaoguang being placed on the cold iron bed, and my tears couldn't stop pouring out.

This was the first job I ever received.

Everyone left, leaving me standing alone in front of the bed, my heart was like a knife, how could Xiaoguang die if he was so good.

Listening to the discussion outside the door, they all said that Xiaoguang went to play in the woods and was heartbroken by a wolf.

What wild wolves only eat people's hearts, this is definitely man-made.

Looking at the time, I wiped my tears, and it was too late to sew any more.

Xiaoguang's limbs were intact, except for a large hole in his heart.

Sewing corpses is about the needle not seeing blood, the thread does not shine on the sun, I specify that it is not as perfect as the master, but it is not a layman.

Forcibly endured the smell of blood and took off Xiaoguang's clothes, and wiped the blood on his chest with a wet towel.

Looking at the inside of my chest, my stomach turned upside down, and I felt like I had eaten three catties of raw meat between exhaling and inhaling.

I took out three sticks of incense and put them at the head of the bed, and when I lowered my head and met Xiaoguang's empty eyes, I gasped in fright.

After bowing to Xiaoguang, I picked up the meat thread and began to stitch my chest.

Obviously, there was no blood in the wound, but every time the needle was shot, there would be a lot of blood, as if it was bleeding under the skin.

It's really strange, is it my trick?

But the stitches can't be broken when the stitches are closed, and I don't dare to be distracted until I have finished sewing the last stitch.

Looking at it again, Xiaoguang's chest is not the same, like a bulging ball.

At that time, I was shocked to find that the three incense sticks were actually extinguished.

With a snap, the lights in the room went out, and it was pitch black, but I couldn't speak when I sewed the corpse, and I didn't dare to shout.

I walked to the switch and pressed it several times but there was no response, and it was estimated that it was tripped.

I was just thinking about looking for a candle when I found a cold hand on my arm.

I was so frightened that I quickly shook my hand, and the cold touch disappeared.

It was the rainy season, and it was raining heavily, and the thunder was incessant.

"Meow Meow ......"

It seemed that a cat had run to my feet, and by lightning I could see a black cat not far away.

I was about to chase the black cat out of the black cat, but the cat seemed to have expected it, and jumped into the iron bed in two steps.

Squatting next to Xiaoguang's corpse, his two paws covered his eyes strangely, as if crying and mourning.

The black cat is crying and mourning, and disaster is coming.

Feeling bad, I picked up the broom on the side and went to chase the cat, but the cat suddenly stood up and said, "Leave me." ”

It's weird.

Watching the cat keep learning from the human form, I was sweating profusely and my scalp was numb.

The sound of electricity came and the lights flickered and flickered.

When I came back to my senses, the black cat had disappeared without a trace, and I looked at my cold arm with trepidation, only to find that a blue-purple handprint appeared on my arm.

It's like someone has been photographed.

I was trembling all over, and even my teeth were rattling from my bite.

I kept backing until I hit something behind my back.

With wide eyes, I turned my head to look, it was actually the master, when did he come in?

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it was the master, and the master stared at the uneven incense burning.

He dragged me out of the house.

You can talk when you get out of the house.

"Master, do you really think Xiaoguang's death was an accident?" I clenched my fists and stood in front of him, looking at him solemnly.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he spit out a puff of cigarette in my face and turned around: "What are the children doing with so many questions, while playing." ”

Standing still, I turned my head to look into the back room, and through the window on the door, I could clearly see Xiaoguang's face appear in the doorway.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a strange smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

I sat down in fright, but when I looked up at the door again, there was no one.

Back in the bedroom, I went under the covers, cold and scared to death.

Xiaoguang's death will never be an accident, but who will be the murderer?

It's just clueless, Xiaoguang is very kind on weekdays, and he never offends anyone.

I don't know how long I thought about it, but I fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, Hikaru appeared in front of me, he was the same as Hikaru as usual, he pointed to his lips as if to tell me that he couldn't speak.

Squatting down, Xiaoguang wrote a few big characters in blood on the ground.

Missing, village chief, be careful.

Could it be that the village chief will be missing, or that the village chief will be the next to die.

Before I could ask, I was woken up by a cacophony of talking.

I sat up in a cold sweat and looked out of the house, where I was there with the rest of the village.

It's really strange, it's not a big deal, they won't look for the master at all, and they won't come to my house.

Suddenly, I remembered that Xiaoguang wrote it in a dream.

The village chief must be missing!