Chapter 10: Business Comes to the Door

The embroidery ghost's ability was to sew everything that could be sewn; of course, the embroidery ghost was only a small ghost now, and its range of action was relatively small.

But from the fact that it could sew ordinary items and reach the degree of growing together, it was already quite terrifying.

"If it's used to sew ghosts, maybe it can also be used to make special weapons through this method..."

Lin Feng's mind moved, and the embroidery ghost disappeared on the spot, and he also began to think seriously about how to use the embroidery ghost's ability.

Now he already had two ghosts; the opera ghost had combat ability, and the embroidery ghost had auxiliary ability.

If used well, he should be able to save his life when encountering a big ghost.

However, Lin Feng, who knew how terrifying ghosts were, still had no intention of taking risks; after all, he was not willing to take risks for no reason when he could get stronger by digging holes and burying people.

After a night, the gravedigger's life continued the next day.

After dealing with an ordinary corpse, Lin Feng and Old Quezi sat in the small courtyard basking in the sun; in this era, being able to eat and bask in the sun was undoubtedly a quite happy thing.

"Old Quezi! Old Quezi! You old thing, are you not dead yet?"

But at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and Old Quezi stood up when he heard the other party's voice.

"You old thing are not dead, how could I be willing to die?"

Then another old man with gray hair walked out of the courtyard staggeringly.

Lin Feng recognized that this should be the gravedigger of the Jia-position; Lin Feng didn't know his specific name, but basically everyone called him Old Man Ding.

"Hehe, several unlucky guys died in a row a few days ago; I thought you were one of them!"

Old Man Ding came to Old Quezi and smiled at him.

"Pah, stop cursing me, I'm living well!"

"Hahaha, I bought half a catty of wine today, come, come, let's have a drink..."

Old Man Ding then took out a yellow-skinned gourd from behind and said to them.

Soon, the three of them set up a small table in the courtyard, and Old Quezi also took out the remaining pig head meat from yesterday, and the three of them started eating and drinking.

"Sigh, the few in the Bing-position are all dead this time; it's getting harder and harder to be a gravedigger in this era."

After a few cups of wine, Old Man Ding started sighing; Old Quezi didn't care and told Old Man Ding about the strange things he encountered with joy.

It was like telling a story: "Hehe, you didn't see it; that immortal was very majestic, and the ordinary small ghost was cleaned up in two staves under his hands!"

"At that time, if I had more courage, I would have gone out to see the immortal, but unfortunately..."

Lin Feng drank the inferior wine in his cup, his expression a bit strange; he didn't expect Old Quezi to take it seriously.

"Hiss~ are you talking about that Great Sage Equal to Heaven?"

But what made Lin Feng even more annoyed was that Old Man Ding actually echoed Old Quezi.

"The matter at Chen Family Village has spread everywhere; if that master hadn't taken action that night, the outcome of that village would have been miserable! It's just that the master's title is really..."

Old Man Ding didn't finish his sentence; although the Great Xia Dynasty was setting like the sun, the emperor was still sitting well in the imperial palace in the capital!

Claiming to be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was really not putting the emperor in his eyes, so ordinary people felt it was taboo to talk about it.

Near noon, the drunk Old Man Ding left, but Lin Feng became alert; he realized that this world was still a feudal dynasty.

"Should I not use this name in the future?"

Lin Feng didn't want to attract a bunch of trouble because of a title.

"No, no, that's not right; what does the Great Sage Equal to Heaven have to do with me, Lin Feng, a gravedigger?"

Suddenly, he realized that his worry was completely unnecessary; the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was a fictional identity.

In the afternoon, the two bailiffs came again with the donkey cart; this time, the corpse on the donkey cart was a bit special.

"This corpse was found in the city, but when it was found, the internal organs were all hollowed out; I don't know if it was eaten by wild dogs or something!"

The thin bamboo pole bailiff Li Erniu pointed to the miserable corpse on the donkey cart and said carefully to Lin Feng.

Since drinking together yesterday, their relationship had become much closer; if it were in the past, they would definitely not remind him like this.

"Mm, okay, leave it to me!"

Lin Feng found some weird residue on the corpse; he knew that the cause of death of this corpse was definitely not simple.

Grabbing the corpse and dragging it directly to the open space in the graveyard, Lin Feng began to dig a hole skillfully.

However, just as he put the corpse into the pit, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and the dead-gray eyeballs stared at him fixedly.

"Control it!"

Lin Feng didn't spoil this corpse either; as his voice fell, Chen Xiuniang ghost appeared instantly, and the needle and thread in her hand quickly shuttled between the corpse and the pit.

In just a few seconds, the whole corpse was sewn tightly into the pit, and then Lin Feng began to swing his hoe to fill the soil quickly.

The corpse in the pit wanted to struggle out, but it was not easy to break free after being sewn by the embroidery ghost.

Soon the grave mound was formed, the corpse planting was completed, and the "Ghost-Planting and Ghost-Raising Scripture" turned before Lin Feng's eyes.

Then the life encounter of this corpse quickly emerged before his eyes, which made Lin Feng not expect that this corpse actually had a special background.

"Spy?"

According to the description on the picture, this corpse should be a spy scattered by a force intending to rebel.

It's just that last night, when he was scouting for information, he touched a special government office in Luohe City, and then he encountered an extremely terrifying thing.

Eventually, his internal organs disappeared, as if they had been eaten by something.

"Ghost Suppression Division?"

And the government office he had an accident in was exactly this name, a special government office of the Great Xia Dynasty dedicated to calming ghost disasters and suppressing ghost spirits.

"The water in this world is indeed very deep; this is also understandable. If there were no special government offices to deal with these dangers, how could ordinary people survive in places where ghost disasters occur one after another..."

Lin Feng carefully pondered the information he saw, but the reward also came out.

This corpse was rated as inferior, and Lin Feng obtained a special skill called "Thousand-Machine Hand," whose specific ability was to be good at picking locks and breaking mechanisms.

Lin Feng held an indifferent attitude toward this; anyway, having more skills didn't weigh him down, just treat it as a kind of skill reserve.

Lin Feng, who had finished burying the corpse, walked back; the two bailiffs were still chatting with Old Quezi. At this time, seeing Lin Feng come over, Zhang Dahu, who had black moles on his face, immediately came to him and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Lin, we received a special job today, it's in three days, I don't know if you dare to take it?"

Hearing him say this, a smile appeared on Lin Feng's face, so he immediately asked: "What job? How much silver can it give?" ===== CHAPTER 11 =====