Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 290: One Corpse, Two Souls

"You're the one!!"

The old man waved his sleeves and left angrily.

"Hey, old man, what's your name?"

Xiao Ran called out from behind, but unfortunately the old man did not respond. It seemed that in the old man's opinion, people like Xiao Ran were simply ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and he would naturally understand at night.

After the old man left, Xiao Ran could only shake his head and turn around to clean up the room.

There were only these few things in the room. Anything of some value had been taken away long ago. Even the bedding on the bed was gone. If Xiao Ran had come a few days later, the bed board would probably have been taken away.

This was not a problem for Xiao Ran. He was well prepared when he came this time. He brought all the sheets and quilts. After making the bed again, he lay down on the bed and found it quite comfortable.

There is a saying in reality that money is hard to make but shit is hard to eat.

As a shoemaker working in the underworld, life was equally difficult in that era, and sometimes he even couldn't get enough to eat.

Only those who cannot survive will choose this path.

Even beggars on the street live more comfortably than those in this profession.

Just because this corpse is sent to you, you either sew up the corpse or you become a corpse.

The key is that the salary is still charged on a piece-rate basis. For sewing up a corpse, you are often only given a few dollars, which is barely enough for you to eat for two days. If you save a little, you can eat for four or five days, and you will be considered to be full.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

Xiao Ran was just about to lie down and take a rest when he heard someone calling him from outside.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a thin man leaning on the window, sticking his head out to look at Xiao Ran.

"I don't deserve it. My last name is Xiao."

"Hey, it's Brother Xiao, I've heard a lot about you, my name is Yang Jian."

Yang Jian said this and walked in by himself.

"Brother, have you ever done this business before?"

Xiao Ran saw that the boy had a mean look in his eyes and knew that he was up to no good, but he was bored anyway so he decided to see what the other party was up to.

"I've never done it before, let's give it a try."

"Oh, Brother Xiao, you are new here and don't know the rules. Although our business is not clean, it is also a good life with guaranteed income. As long as you work hard, you will not have to worry about food and clothing. Don't listen to the nonsense of that old man Song. But brother, our business also has rules. If you break the rules, even gods can't save you."

When Yang Jian finished speaking, his eyes rolled around, but his gaze was fixed on the bed sheet under Xiao Ran's butt, staring in a trance.

I have lived for most of my life and have never seen such beautiful silk. It must be something of great value.

Xiao Ran squinted at him. After a long while, Yang Jian came back to his senses and looked back at Xiao Ran: "Um... where was I just now?"

"Oh, the rules."

"Yes, yes, the rules, these rules... You are a newcomer and don't understand. Many people suffer losses because of this. Losing some money is okay, but if you lose your life... it's not worth it."

Yang Jian raised his head with a look as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

According to the script, someone who knows a little better should ask him what the rules are at this time.

If you know a little more, you should give me some money as a token of your appreciation.

However, Xiao Ran didn't even raise his head, and had no intention of asking further: "If you have nothing else to say, I'm going to sleep."

"you!!"

Yang Jian hit a snag with Xiao Ran and immediately walked out angrily, cursing, "Where did you come from, you greenhorn? You don't know any rules. Wait, you'll cry someday."

After saying that, Yang Jian returned to his room and lay down. His mind was full of the sheets and quilts on Xiao Ran's bed. He rolled around on his bed, feeling like his heart was being scratched by a cat. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. The bed board under his butt was as hard as a rock, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"no!"

Yang Jian suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes flashing with evil: "I must get this thing. If you don't give it to me, I will take it myself. You are forcing me to do this..."

At night, one could hear the sound of a horse-drawn carriage driving into the alley from the street entrance.

"Are you still breathing? Get out and get to work!"

Two yamen runners led the way, followed by two horse-drawn carriages.

Three or four people came out of the hut one after another. Those who really didn't want to come out to greet guests simply lay down inside and waited to die.

"Master Lu!"

Yang Jian ran towards them with a smile on his face, and said to the leading yamen runner on the left: "Master Lu, why are there so many corpses today?" Yang Jian glanced at the small carts lying on the flatbed at the back. The six corpses on them were all tortured beyond recognition.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. As usual, pack up the body and send it to Zhenxian Temple."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yang Jian nodded, then his eyes turned and he whispered something in Master Lu's ear. Master Lu turned his eyes and scanned the crowd, and saw Xiao Ran standing behind him: "I heard that you are new here. There was a famine, and you have done this business before."

Xiao Ran didn't hide it when he heard it: "I did it several times."

"it is good!!"

Master Lu nodded and said, "We are in need of people here, and you are in need of money. Let them divide up the bodies. I will send you another one later. After it is sewn up, I will give you one hundred yuan tomorrow."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Xiao Ran with strange expressions. Some gloated, while others shook their heads secretly.

Among them, Yang Jian was the most excited. He hoped that Xiao Ran would not survive the night so that he could come and take back the sheets and quilts tomorrow morning.

"Please don't die too tragically and don't dirty my bedding." Yang Jian muttered softly in his heart.

"Master Lu! You can't do that. He's just a newcomer and doesn't know the rules."

The old man Song rushed forward to say something nice to Xiao Ran, but Mr. Lu didn't care about that. He pushed Old Man Song away and said, "What does this have to do with you? Get out of here and get back to work."

Now Old Man Song was helpless. He turned around to look at Xiao Ran, sighed and shook his head, then went to pick up the corpse with the others.

About an incense stick of time passed before the sound of the cart's wheels could be heard again on the street.

No one came out this time.

Some people even hurriedly closed the windows of their huts and blew out the oil lamps.

Xiao Ran walked out of the hut and took a look. This time, unlike last time, there was a coffin on the cart.

The runner in charge of delivering the corpse also had a new face. He led the horse and walked all the way to Xiao Ran. His little face was terribly pale. He parked the cart in front of Xiao Ran's door, and without even saying a word to Xiao Ran, he led the horse and ran away without looking back.

"Is it that scary?"

Seeing this, Xiao Ran walked to the front of the coffin and opened the lid. Immediately, a strong smell of corpse wafted out of the coffin.

Xiao Ran took a closer look and saw that it was the body of a noble lady. The lady was not very old, probably around 30 years old, with fair skin and wearing bright red clothes.

When Xiao Ran reached into the coffin, he found that the lady's limbs and head had been chopped off.

"What a huge vengeance."

Seeing this, Xiao Ran could only throw the corpse into the space, then return to the room and throw it out again. He took off his clothes and took a closer look. Only then did he realize that the cuts on the broken limbs were all neat and tidy, perfectly avoiding the bone joints.

It doesn't look like killing to vent anger at all, but more like an exquisite dismemberment ritual.

But this has nothing to do with him. Since the corpse has been sent to him, Xiao Ran just needs to sew it up and earn energy points.

Xiao Ran's movements were very light. Although there was no professional equipment to assist him, the impact on him was minimal. Except for the nerves that could not be sutured, every suture of the blood vessels, fascia, and skin and flesh was perfect and impeccable.

"call!!!"

A cool breeze blew into the room, causing the candles on the table to sway left and right.

Strands of black hair fell beside Xiao Ran. Xiao Ran frowned, changed his posture and continued sewing.

"Little brother, you have such a skillful hand, can you sew me more beautifully?"

A hand tried to touch Xiao Ran's shoulder, but Xiao Ran dodged it without a trace. He ignored the sneaky shadow beside him and focused on carefully sewing up the woman's torso.

Seeing Xiao Ran ignore him, the woman thought he couldn't see her, and immediately crossed her arms with a bored look on her face: "Hey, he's a fair-looking boy, what a pity, by the time you sew up the body, she'll wake up, and then she'll kill you!"

Xiao Ran's fingers paused slightly when he heard this. It was this small movement that made the woman jump up suddenly and block her body in front of Xiao Ran: "You can hear me talking, you can see me, right!!"

Xiao Ran frowned. He wondered if he was deliberately ignoring the woman because he just didn't want her to disturb him.

Seeing the woman standing in front of him, Xiao Ran raised his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a chill on his arm. He looked down and found that the corpse in the coffin had opened its eyes. The empty eyes stared at Xiao Ran and shook his head, saying, "Ignore her. She is not me."

Now it was Xiao Ran's turn to be surprised. Normally, after a person dies, there should be only one soul.

But now there are two.

"Bitch, shut up!!"

The woman standing next to the coffin lowered her head and cursed viciously.

However, the woman in the coffin pointed at the woman outside the coffin who looked exactly like her and shouted, "Zhenxian Temple has harmed me. Becoming an immortal is fake. They are raising ghosts. This is the ghost they raise. All the officials in Jinyang City are ghosts they raise. Run, run, it's too late, we will all die..."

(End of this chapter)