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

Hearing about such a strong mentorship background, many of my concerns were alleviated.

A great teacher produces great students. Since he is a disciple of a master, he must have unique secrets in handling special materials.

However, when he got to this point, Jin Wanliang changed his tone, revealing a caution that had been cultivated over many years of experience in the martial arts world.

"However, Brother Chen, if you agree to go, I still have to give you a heads-up."

Jin Wanliang said earnestly.

"I suggest that once you get there, you stay there and wait for him to finish packing."

After all, one should always be wary of others.

I've only heard of this person; I've never met him personally. Unlike Old Man Huo from Jiangcheng, I don't know him inside and out.

Jin Wanliang's concerns were not unfounded, and he went on to analyze:

"What you're holding in your hands is century-old cold iron and millennium-old ebony, treasures that would make many people envious."

What if the other party gets greedy and has some evil intentions...

"If you're already in the area, you can respond promptly and avoid any mishaps that go wrong without you even realizing it."

I nodded slightly, completely agreeing.

Jin Wanliang's words were genuinely made from my safety's perspective.

Even within this circle, those from reputable families may still take risks when faced with the lure of enormous profits.

Moreover, I was traveling alone to an unfamiliar place.

"I see.

I'll go myself this time, and I'll be there to keep watch.

I made up my mind and spoke into the phone.

"Old Jin, please send me the specific address."

"Okay, he's in a small town called Qingshi Town, which is located on the border of Hunan and Hubei provinces."

The location is a bit remote, but it's only about a half-day drive away.

When Jin Wanliang saw that I had agreed, his tone became much more relaxed.

"I'll send you the detailed address and that person's contact information to your phone in a bit."

"Since you've decided to go, Brother Chen, I'll call that old connection over there now and ask him to arrange a meeting between you two."

"Okay, thank you very much. Consider this a favor I owe you." I sincerely thanked you.

"Hey, why are we talking like such formalities between brothers?"

Get ready, be careful on the road, and call me anytime if anything happens.

Jin Wanliang was a decisive person. After explaining the matter clearly, he hung up the phone in a hurry, probably rushing to contact the middleman.

I put down my phone, walked to the window, and glanced at the sky outside, which was gradually darkening.

Qingshi Town is located at the border of Hunan and Hubei provinces.

It seems that these rare few days of peace and quiet in Jiangcheng are coming to an end again.

I turned around, looked at Li Qing who was still engrossed in watching the TV screen, and walked over to pat him on the shoulder.

"Damn it, Old Chen, stop messing around! I'm fighting the boss, and it's almost dead!"

Without turning his head, Li Qing pressed the buttons on the controller, creating a blur of afterimages.

As a dazzling burst of light erupted on the screen, he finally let out a long sigh of relief, took off his headphones, and turned to look at me:

"What's wrong? Who called?"

"It came from a shipment of ten thousand taels of gold."

I walked over to the water dispenser and said as I filled my glass with water.

"The craftsman who made the scabbard has been found in a small town on the border of Hunan and Hubei provinces."

The other party requests to inspect the goods and discuss the details in person, so I have to go there in person.

Upon hearing this, Li Qing tossed the controller onto the sofa and stroked his chin.

"The border area between Hunan and Hubei? The local people there are known for their fierce and tough nature."

Do you want me to come with you? It'll be good to have two people for mutual support.

I shook my head, picked up my water glass, and sat down.

"No need, you're not fully recovered yet, just stay in Jiangcheng and look after the house."

Old Zhang is still lying in the First Municipal Hospital. Although there has been no movement from the Qi family these past few days, no one knows what they are up to.

"At Tingyuxuan, Master Liu's snake eggs and other things need someone to look after them. I feel more at ease having you stay here."

Li Qing thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he nodded and said:

"Alright, then I'll stay in Jiangcheng and keep watch."

When you're out and about, be extra careful.

"Don't end up with a mess instead of a scabbard."

Li Qing gave instructions.

"I know my limits."

I nodded, finished the water in my glass, stood up, and prepared to go back to my room to pack my luggage.

Back in my room, I dragged the heavy alloy box out from under the bed and checked the combination lock on it.

Then, I unzipped the guitar case and glanced at the black knife inside.

The dark water ripples on the blade were faintly visible under the dim light, and a chilling coldness spread from the hilt.

I stretched out two fingers and gently ran them over the blade.

"I hope this trip will help you find a suitable home."

After muttering something to myself, I zipped up the guitar case again.

I picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Jin Wanliang.

The message contained the detailed address of Qingshi Town and the name of the craftsman—Shi Cuishan.

After putting down my phone, I sat on the edge of the bed and mentally planned out tomorrow's schedule.

I just checked the navigation. Qingshi Town is located at the border of Hunan and Hubei provinces, which is several hundred kilometers away from Jiangcheng.

Moreover, after exiting the highway, there is still a long and difficult mountain road to travel.

If I were to make another trip to the funeral home tomorrow morning to ask for leave, it would inevitably take up a lot of time. It would be better to settle things now.

Thinking of this, I took out my phone and glanced at the time. It was 9:30 p.m., not too late.

So I found Director Wang's number and dialed it.

It's the same old reason, the same old formula.

Although the museum is now missing Lao Zhang, the director still readily approved my leave request at this critical juncture.

It seems that in the director's mind, Old Zhang is really dispensable to the funeral home...

After hanging up the phone, I threw my phone on the bed, turned around, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

……

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, a thin layer of mist still shrouded the streets of Jiangcheng.

I changed into a dark-colored windbreaker that was easy to move in, and carefully placed the lightning-struck wooden buckle close to my body.

The black bone needles had been quietly lying dormant in his pocket.

Five willow-leaf knives have also been properly placed on the sleeves and lower back.

After confirming that nothing had been left behind, I picked up the alloy case with one hand and the guitar case containing the black knife with the other.

As I pushed open the door to the guest room and walked to the top of the stairs on the third floor, I saw Li Qing with dark circles under his eyes, holding a cup of strong coffee, leaning against the door frame of the tea room and yawning.

He looks like he's been through a lot.

"Up so early?"

Li Qing rubbed her eyes and looked at the gear in my hand.

"Are you ready to leave already?"

"Yes, it's quite a long way. If we leave early, we can get there before noon."

I nodded and said.

"I'm entrusting all my belongings to you."

Master Liu's snake eggs are currently thriving, so there's no need to worry.

As for the box containing the Gu King in my room... just don't let anyone go in and touch it.