Chapter 8: Suturing Corpses

  I rushed upstairs and saw that the coffin lid was tightly closed, I couldn't help but feel tense. I pushed the coffin lid open with force. Update is coming soon.

  When I saw the scene inside, I was scared to death. Inside, there was a human head, but now this head was like a dead person. Although Xuan Yuan Mu was originally dead, he would normally open his eyes and move around. His face was pale, and even his hair was disheveled.

  "How could this be? Xuan Yuan?" I called out, trying to see if his eyes would open, but they didn't.

  Outside, another burst of wailing sounds came, I rushed into the room, looking out from the second floor, in the distant bamboo forest, those white-haired 'female' ghosts, those arms struggling on the ground were slowly approaching the empty space, with a feeling of rushing across the empty space to pounce on the small building.

  Will my body be torn apart by those white-haired female corpses, will my limbs be pulled off by the wild ghosts that drill out from under the ground? Will my heart be snatched away and devoured by them?

  All the scenes of fear are rolling in my mind. No, I can't die, I have to help Xuan Yuan Mu, or else they will dare to be arrogant.

  I rushed to the coffin, took out the wooden box containing Xuan Yuan's body, and then rushed downstairs. I glanced at the open door, and the empty space surrounding the house was getting smaller and smaller. Those wild ghosts, those corpses, were rotting and struggling to get closer.

  I took the full blood bag upstairs, and in the process, due to nervousness, I almost rolled down from the stairs.

  Carefully pour the pure Yang blood into the wooden box, watching as the blood fills in the pattern of the talisman on top, then proceed to the next one.

  My forehead was covered in cold sweat, I heard the wailing sound of ghosts outside getting closer and closer, my palms were sticky, stained with human blood.

  One after another, all the boxes' talismans were finally filled with pure yang blood.

  I hugged the box and rushed downstairs, looking at the terrifying scene outside, I shook my head, today, I must muster up the courage to rush out of the house, looked up at the sky, the dark clouds were still rolling.

  I placed the boxes one by one in the courtyard, and if the moon could appear, I hoped they would all be illuminated by the moonlight. Following the method told by Crazy Qi Ye, I arranged these wooden boxes according to the shape of a human body, then turned around and ran back upstairs again.

  I picked up Xuan Yuan Mu's head with my trembling hands, which were covered in blood. I even thought he would split his mouth open and laugh at me, staring at me with those yellow eyes.

  Shaking off the fear in his heart, he finally arranged his body according to the orientation of a human.

  Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, I clasped my hands together, closed my eyes and prayed to heaven, asking for half an hour of moonlight, just half an hour.

  The wild ghosts are wailing, the female corpse is crying, they are attacking my only safe haven. The sky is dark and gloomy, this is the only hope. If Xuan Yuan Mu doesn't have a chance today, then Mei Lingxue will also be gone.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, but the wailing sounds outside gradually weakened. I opened my eyes and couldn't help but be dazzled by the moon that had come out. The dark clouds in the sky were rolling away to the south.

  My goodness, thank you so much!

  Crack, all the wooden boxes split open at the same time, revealing what was inside: two white arms, two white thighs, and a torso.

  If death is terrifying, then watching oneself die is the most terrifying of all. I finally know what kind of treatment Xuan Yuan Mu suffered ten years ago.

  This scene just now scared me half to death.

  "What are you staring at? Hurry up and put my body in the stone coffin!" Xuan Yuan Mu suddenly opened his eyes and spoke.

  "Me? Really want me to take it?"

  "You've already done it many times, why are you afraid now?" Xuan Yuan Mu's tone was neither hot nor cold, carrying an unyielding dignity.

  "But I... " Previously, I was only holding wooden boxes, but now I'm being asked to hold those white 'flower' 'flower' bodies with my bare hands, and they're even dismembered.

  "Hurry up, time waits for no man!"

  "Okay, okay!" I nodded vigorously, clenching my fists tightly before releasing them.

  It wasn't until later when I knew what I was doing that I realized taking these was relatively simple.

  In a huge stone coffin, I sit inside, the lid closed tightly, under the faint light, surrounding me are six parts of a human body.

  Xuanyuan Mo actually had me use a thread infused with blood to sew his body together.

  At that moment, I was like a zombie, I was like a body without a soul, I was like dead, thoughtless, just numbly stitching his body.

  Bit by bit, stitch by stitch, in my terror, as I swallowed tears into my belly, his body slowly came together. He was like a doll I made, unresponsive and obediently joining up in my hands.

  I'm crawling out of the coffin, and outside is thoroughly quiet, but my strength has also thoroughly disappeared. I crawled onto that carved flower bed, I wrapped my body tightly with a big red quilt, expecting to wake up tomorrow, I can be free, whether it's death or what, I don't want to hold on anymore.

  I don't know how long it took, but I woke up again. Xuan Yuan Mo had to stay in the stone coffin for 49 days, and during these days, I could live a comfortable life. The problem was that the wild ghosts and corpses outside the black bamboo forest would not disturb me.

  But I found out that since Xuan Yuan's head could speak, they have become much more stable and returned to their original position.

  During the day, I go to Kyoto to buy some daily necessities and return to my small building at night to cook delicious food. During the day, sleep until natural wake-up, at night can get on bed early to do some needlework, or read books under the oil lamp.

  I like reading books, and for this I must thank Yang Chen Gege who once lived in the Zuo Xiang Fu for a period of time. What specific relationship he had with the Mei family I have already forgotten, but at that time he taught me many characters so that later on I was able to study by myself. He also gave me many books, and for this I am especially grateful to him.

  I recall that day when Xuan Yuan asked me to manage the burial objects in the adjacent room, I couldn't help but laugh. He really wasn't afraid that I would secretly take the goods and run away with them. After the headache of the previous incident, I didn't dare to risk my life to confront him again.

  Tomorrow I will exchange these gold and silver for silver notes, it's really inconvenient to use them, most of the circulating currency on the market are copper coins, finding change for gold and silver is a problem, and they need to be weighed and broken.

  Dressed up as a man again, walking on Kyoto's bustling streets, I suddenly felt that this was the life I wanted.

  Savoring the delicious dishes at the first wine house, admiring the elegant women walking by on the street, no ghosts, no corpses, it's great.

  "The package room booked by Lord Zuo is ready, isn't it? In another moment, the lord will bring the guests over. Have all the dishes we ordered been prepared? We can't keep the lord waiting for too long." The one speaking upstairs was none other than Mei Er, the steward of the Zuo mansion.