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

"Thank you for your help," I said softly.

As a mortician, I can't stand seeing corpses separated from their bodies.

Zhang Xiaohua has already suffered enough. If she can't even be buried with a complete body after death, then the principles of justice in this world are truly too cheap.

The car quickly entered the city, and the dazzling neon lights began to flash on the windows.

The hustle and bustle of this modern city contrasted sharply with the bloody carnage in the cold storage plant, giving one a sense of being in another world.

"Put me down at the intersection ahead."

Li Qing pointed to the subway station in front of them.

"I need to go back and catch up on my sleep. This whole ordeal has almost broken my back."

Chen Yang, call me if anything happens. Don't try to handle things alone.

The car pulled over, Li Qing jumped out, waved, and disappeared into the crowd.

Lu Yan and I were the only ones left in the carriage.

"Where to? Back to the funeral home or back to your rented apartment?" Lu Yan asked softly.

"Let's go back to the rented room." I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.

"This has caused quite a stir today. The funeral home probably has a lot of procedures to go through. I'll deal with it tomorrow."

Lu Yan didn't say anything, and silently turned the car around.

The car quickly stopped in front of the old apartment building where I rented a place.

"We're here." Lu Yan turned off the engine and looked at me.

"I won't see you upstairs. I'll send two plainclothes officers to patrol the area tonight. Be careful."

I'll let you know as soon as there's any progress on that box.

"Okay, you've worked hard too." I opened the car door, turned back and smiled at her before getting out.

"Get some rest. You look so pale. Using too much lightning magic is bad for your health."

Lu Yan paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes at me, annoyed: "Mind your own business, you plain water."

As I watched the black SUV disappear at the end of the street, I was a little confused.

Plain boiled water? What does that mean?

After shaking my head, I turned and went upstairs, opening the door to my room.

After returning to my room, I did not turn on the light.

Sitting on the cold wooden bed, I once again circulated the evil energy within my body.

The mercury-like malevolent energy that originally flowed through the meridians seemed to have become heavier and more condensed after being tempered in this battle.

I didn't sleep very soundly that night.

The malevolent energy within my body remained constantly active, helping me monitor everything around me.

I was woken up by my cell phone ringing early the next morning.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was Lu Yan calling.

"Chen Yang, Zhang Xiaohua's body has been found."

Her voice sounded somewhat tired.

"Where?"

"In an abandoned water tower near the cold storage."

Nakong sealed her body in a vat filled with corpse oil to nourish her resentment.

Our people have already taken her back to the funeral home.

"I'll be right there."

I hung up the phone, quickly washed up, and went out.

When I arrived at the funeral home, Old Zhang was already waiting for me at the entrance.

His face looked rather pale at this moment, clearly indicating that he had been quite frightened by something.

"Little Chen, you've finally arrived." Old Zhang lowered his voice and pointed in the direction of the morgue.

"The officials sent over a body... Sigh, go see for yourself, it's too gruesome."

I patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, said nothing, and walked straight into the cold storage room.

When I opened the door, I found that Lu Yan was already in the cold storage room.

She changed into a clean uniform, and although her eyes were a little dark, she looked to be in good spirits.

On the autopsy table lay Zhang Xiaohua's body.

Although it had been soaked in corpse oil, thanks to Nakong's evil magic, the corpse did not rot; instead, it appeared waxy white.

"We've already retrieved the head for you."

Lu Yan pointed to the tray next to her.

I walked over and lifted the white cloth.

Zhang Xiaohua's head, whose resentment I had quelled, lay there quietly.

"Lu Yan, why don't you go outside and wait for a while?"

I put on my surgical gown, mask, and gloves, and spoke calmly.

"The following scenes are not suitable for viewing."

Lu Yan nodded, said nothing more, turned and walked out of the cold storage room, closing the door behind her.

Only me and this broken corpse remained in the room.

I picked up the black bone needle and lit a specially made incense stick to guide the soul.

Amidst the swirling smoke, I began the stitching process.

An hour later.

Finish with the last stitch.

Zhang Xiaohua's body was perfectly joined together; apart from a faint red mark around her neck, it was almost impossible to tell that she had been beheaded.

I carefully wiped her face with an alcohol swab and tidied her messy hair.

"Alright, go see your father."

I spoke softly to the void.

At that moment, I seemed to see a little girl smile sweetly at me, then turn into specks of light and dissipate into the air.

At this moment, the cool aura between his brows stirred slightly and intensified.

I walked out of the cold storage room and saw Lu Yan leaning against the wall in the corridor, resting with her eyes closed.

"It's all taken care of." I took off my mask.

Lu Yan opened her eyes, looked at me with a complicated expression: "Chen Yang, sometimes I feel that you are not like a young man in his early twenties."

Your calmness... is a little frightening.

"Having witnessed so much life and death, one naturally becomes calm."

I smiled and didn't dwell on the topic.

"Any news about that box?"

Upon hearing the mention of the box, Lu Yan's expression instantly turned serious.

"The General Administration just sent back the preliminary scan results."

She lowered her voice and led me to a secluded corner.

"The box doesn't contain any magical artifacts, but a bone."

To be precise, it was a skull covered in inscriptions.

"Skull?"

"Yes, and according to carbon-14 dating, that bone is at least three thousand years old."

Most bizarrely, the scanner discovered a tiny...life signal inside the bone.

My brow furrowed suddenly.

Three thousand years old bones, still containing signs of life?

This has gone beyond the realm of common sense.

"The General Administration believes that this may be the remains of some kind of deity worshipped by the Southeast Asian Black Serpent Cult, or the core medium of some kind of resurrection ritual."

Lu Yan looked at me and said, word by word.

"Chen Yang, that Kong is just a gofer. The main force of the Black Serpent Cult is probably already on its way."

I looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, but felt a chill that seemed to seep into my bones.

It seems the winds are about to pick up again in Jiangcheng.

"I understand." I nodded.

"We'll deal with whatever comes our way; the people coming from Southeast Asia aren't a big problem."

I think the most important thing for you is to determine the origin of this skull as soon as possible, so that you can determine what the other party's purpose was in bringing this bone here.

Lu Yan nodded: "Everyone in the bureau thinks so too, and the experts are working overtime to look up information..."

Just then, Jin Wanliang called, interrupting our conversation.

I answered the phone, and Jin Wanliang's tone was extremely grave: "Chen Yang, something terrible has happened."

Someone has posted a reward on the black market: 30 million for your head.

Moreover, the other party specifically requested the black bone needle.