What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"ah!!!"

I let out a low growl and slammed my fist into the wall next to me. My knuckles were instantly broken and bleeding, but I couldn't feel the pain.

anger.

An unprecedented rage surged within my chest!

Second Uncle! Chen Qingguo! Are you even human?! This is your own son!

I turned my head and looked into Chen Gang's pleading eyes, and my own eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Brother... I'm Chen Yang."

I forced down the violence in my heart, my voice trembling slightly, "Don't be afraid, your little brother is here. Your little brother will take you home, and he will... free you."

After hearing what I said, his eyes relaxed slightly, as if he understood what I said, and the tense facial muscles relaxed a little as if a great burden had been lifted.

My dagger slipped from my sleeve and I caught it precisely in my hand, the cold glint of its blade flashing in the dim basement.

This is the sharpest of the thirty-six willow-leaf scalpels my grandfather passed down to me, and it's also the one I carry with me the most.

Now, however, I'm going to use it to end my cousin's life.

What an irony.

"Ancestors of the Chen family, today your unworthy descendant Chen Yang sends his cousin Chen Gang... on his way!"

I gritted my teeth, gently covered my cousin Chen Gang's bulging eyes with my left hand, and held the knife in my right hand, aiming it at his forehead—the crown of his head, where his soul resides.

This strike not only severed his life force but also aimed to eliminate any possible Gu worms controlling his soul that might exist within him, allowing his soul to leave his body after death and successfully report to the underworld.

They won't end up as wandering ghosts or be turned into vengeful spirits.

"Brother... in your next life, may you be reborn into a better family, and not be a member of the Chen family again."

I read it softly to him.

Chen Gang did not struggle or resist at all; on the contrary, his originally distorted expression gradually calmed down.

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly exerted force on my wrist.

"Pfft!"

The blade pierced precisely between the eyebrows, disappearing all the way to the hilt.

Chen Gang's body jerked violently for a moment, then deflated completely like a punctured balloon.

At the same time, the bulges that were writhing wildly under his skin seemed to lose their command and suddenly became violent, as if they wanted to burst out of his body.

"Trying to run away?!"

My eyes flashed with a fierce light. As I drew my knife, the dark gold thread that I had prepared in my left hand moved like a snake emerging from its hole, instantly wrapping around Chen Gang's neck, wrists, ankles, and heart.

"Soul-Locking Stake - Seal!"

The dark gold thread tightened instantly, digging into the skin and flesh.

An invisible force held the worms that were trying to crawl out firmly inside the corpse.

After doing all that, I felt completely exhausted and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

Looking at the gradually cooling, motionless corpse on the bed, my hands trembled uncontrollably.

But I have no time to be sad.

I wiped my face and my gaze fell on Chen Gang's corpse.

Although the black gold thread temporarily sealed the Gu worms in Chen Gang's body, it was only a temporary measure.

Deprived of the life force suppression of its host, the insects were frantically gnawing at the flesh inside the corpse, making a rustling sound, as if they were about to burst out of the body at any moment.

There's no ventilation here, so burning is definitely not an option. If the smoke can't dissipate, everyone in the building will be cursed.

Moreover, I couldn't bear to leave my cousin's body exposed here.

"We need to take the body away, and get rid of the Gu worms inside it as well. It would be best to burn it."

I thought to myself.

Then, I looked around, my eyes quickly searching the narrow, enclosed room.

Underneath the bunk bed, I saw something dark.

I walked over, pulled it out, and saw that it was a black canvas rolling suitcase.

"Why is there a suitcase in this godforsaken place?"

I muttered to myself, feeling very puzzled.

But I can't think about that anymore.

This suitcase came to my rescue just in time.

"Brother, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

I muttered something to myself, my hands still moving.

I ripped the bed sheet off the bed and wrapped it tightly around Chen Gang's corpse, which was already oozing black fluid.

Next, I took out a silver needle from the cloth bag, threaded it, and quickly moved it through the opening in the bed sheet.

"Heaven is round and earth is square, laws and decrees are in nine chapters, I now sew up the corpse, and all ghosts will hide in fear."

The Soul-Locking Stake has reappeared, adding another layer of protection.

My hands were very steady, and in less than five minutes, I had sewed Chen Gang's body tightly into a human-shaped cloth bag.

Through the white sheets, one could vaguely see something inside constantly bumping against the fabric, but the dark gold threads emitted a faint black light, forcefully suppressing the restless Gu worms.

After doing all that, I picked up the heavy body bag, folded it with difficulty, and stuffed it into the black suitcase.

"Click."

Zip up the zipper and fasten the buckle.

Finally, I gripped the scalpel and scraped the evil talisman off the wall completely.

After putting away the scalpel, he dragged the suitcase and left.

By the time I stepped out of the basement, it was already getting dark.

With each step I took, I could feel a slight vibration coming from inside the box—that was the Gu worm inside my cousin's body hitting the box walls.

It seems my Soul-Locking Stake won't hold for long; I need to get rid of these Gu worms as soon as possible.

I dragged my suitcase out of the residential area and came to a crossroads, where I briefly determined my direction.

My second uncle's residential area was originally built on the edge of the county town. If you go south for another two or three miles, there is an old abandoned brick kiln.

The place is overgrown with weeds and usually deserted, making it an ideal site for cremating corpses.

Given the current situation, it's impossible to send my cousin to the funeral home for cremation through normal channels; I have to do it myself.

I stopped as I passed a small supermarket that was open.

To burn the corpse thoroughly, dry firewood alone won't suffice, especially since my cousin's body was full of Gu worms, those things are incredibly resilient.

I put the box in the shade, went into the store, and bought two buckets of the cheapest bulk high-proof Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), as well as two bags of salt.

The boss was an old man who was dozing off there. He didn't even lift his eyelids. He took the money and went back to sleep.

Carrying two buckets of wine, I dragged my suitcase and continued on my way.

I didn't dare take a taxi. After all, dragging a large suitcase and going to such a remote place was too suspicious.

If the driver calls the police, I won't be able to explain myself no matter how hard I try.

About half an hour later, I stood panting in front of the brick kiln that had collapsed halfway.

All around were withered grass as tall as a person, and the landscape was utterly desolate.

I dragged the box inside the brick kiln, where there were walls on three sides, which blocked the wind and provided some privacy.

"Brother, it's a bit simple here, but at least it's quiet."

After muttering something, I opened the box, dragged out the body bag, and laid it flat on the ground.

Then I began to collect dead wood and rotten grass from the surrounding area and pile them around the corpse to make a makeshift woodpile.

After doing all that, I unscrewed the lid of the barrel.

"Splash—"

The pungent smell of alcohol instantly filled the air.

I poured ten kilograms of strong liquor evenly onto the body bag and the pile of firewood, paying special attention to the head and chest area.

Next, I tore open the salt packet and sprinkled the snow-white salt grains around the corpse, forming a circle.