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

When we returned to the Folklore Bureau, it was already midnight.

The lobby of the bureau was still busy, but the atmosphere had become somber.

Wang Qiang was locked in a chair in the interrogation room, looking completely lost.

I stood behind the one-way glass, looking at Wang Qiang inside.

"Actually, I've always been quite curious. What's the point of someone who's worked in logistics for eight years in the bureau?"

Lu Yan stood beside me, holding two cups of freshly brewed strong coffee, and handed me one.

"The Shadow Clan has taken control of his daughter, who has been missing for many years."

This method, though despicable, is the most effective.

She took a sip of coffee, her tone icy.

"However, he also revealed a lot of useful information."

I have already sent people to eliminate the Shadow Sect's stronghold in Jiangcheng, and I have also reported Su Wen's matter to the General Bureau.

Su Wen's identity... is not simple. The General Administration attaches great importance to this matter and has already issued an arrest warrant for the Shadow Sect.

In short, you're safe for now...

Upon hearing this, I took a sip of coffee, said nothing, and simply nodded.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Lu Yan suddenly chuckled: "Actually, thinking about it carefully, tonight's plan was quite crude. I didn't expect that the Shadow Sect people could fall for it so easily."

I didn't refute them, but smiled and said, "They're just blinded by greed. We have bait they can't refuse, and besides, it happened so suddenly that they couldn't verify the information."

"Moreover, if the human remains are successfully transferred to the provincial bureau or even the headquarters, all their long-term plans will have been in vain, leaving them no choice but to take action."

After listening, Lu Yan smiled slightly and raised her coffee cup towards me.

Then, she looked out the window, her eyes lingering: "Anyway, thanks for this."

I raised my coffee cup and replied, "What are you thanking me for? Even without Su Wen's involvement, I believe the Shadow Sect would have come after me sooner or later."

The fact that this bomb has been detonated ahead of schedule is actually a good thing.

Besides, you saved my life with what happened with Master Huai. This constant thanking goes on and on.

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then smiled.

"That's true, but I'll apply for some funding from my superiors and transfer it to your account as a subsidy for your attendance."

Lu Yan's suggestion caught my eye, since I'm quite short of money right now.

So I didn't refuse and said, "Okay, thank you for your kindness, Director Lu."

I made a joke.

Lu Yan caught the sarcasm in my words, rolled her eyes, and slapped me on the shoulder: "Go to hell!"

I didn't dodge. After taking the hit, I chuckled and finished the last sip of my coffee before casually tossing the cup into the trash can.

"You're leaving, Director Lu."

Lu Yan stopped and put down her coffee cup.

"I send you."

I smiled and declined, "Never mind, you'll be busy tonight, Director Lu."

After saying that, I turned my back to her, waved, and strode away.

Lu Yan stared blankly at my departing figure for a while, then turned around and threw herself into her work.

After taking a taxi back to my rented room, I fell asleep almost immediately upon hitting the bed.

……

This period has been quite peaceful.

After the Shadow Sect incident was completely resolved, the air in Jiangcheng seemed to have cleared up considerably.

Lu Yan contacted me a few more times afterward, mostly to invite me to dinner and chat about the bureau's progress in rescuing Wang Qiang's daughter.

I heard that the person was rescued and sent to a secret sanatorium outside the province for protection.

I just smiled after hearing that and didn't say anything more.

The authorities are always much more professional at handling these kinds of matters than I, an outsider, am.

The attendance fee that Lu Yan promised was deposited into my account three days after the event ended, amounting to a full 200,000 yuan.

That means I made back the money I spent hiring Li Qing in one go.

I returned to the funeral home and continued working as an embalmer.

During the day, the funeral home is actually a very humane place.

Although there were cries everywhere, they were the living's last concern for the dead.

At night, the rented room became another "mortuary" for me.

Since absorbing the blood essence of the Shadow Sect elder, the black bone needle has become increasingly translucent, even emitting a faint glow in the middle of the night.

It's like a magnet, always attracting some "special" guests.

Night falls, midnight.

I sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, having just finished a round of breathing exercises to expel evil energy.

After exhaling a long breath, I sank the last wisp of malevolent energy into my dantian.

Just then, the temperature in the room plummeted, and a faint sobbing sound came from the crack in the window.

I opened my eyes and saw a ghost standing at the foot of the bed.

He looked terrible; half of his head had been cut off, and there was a huge crack from his left shoulder to his chest. His soul was as ethereal as a wisp of smoke.

This is a typical case of causal injury; a person who dies violently will have an incomplete soul.

"Since you've come this way by following the needle, it must be fate. Please sit down."

I pointed to the small stool across from me.

The ghost sat down blankly, muttering something unconsciously.

I took out the black bone needle, and with a flick of my fingertip, a black thread formed from malevolent energy pierced through the eye of the needle.

I didn't touch him with my hands, but instead used the Ghost Needle technique.

The bone needles traced patterns in the air, precisely stitching up the cracks in his soul.

With each stitch, the ghost's expression became a little more serene.

This kind of work is much more tiring than sewing up a corpse, because it consumes the power of the soul.

As the last stitch was finished, the ghost bowed deeply to me before turning into a wisp of white smoke and dissipating into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar cool sensation arose from the void and entered directly into the space between my eyebrows.

This aura seems to have many uses. Not only can it be used to suppress the backlash from my own breath, but it can also filter the evil energy to make it purer and deeper when I exhale and inhale.

So I didn't rush to start the next stage of sewing myself, but instead saved up this energy.

With each additional point I accumulate, I feel my intuition sharpens, and my perspective on the world becomes clearer.

And so, a month passed like flowing water.

With the encoffining during the day, the soul sewing at night, and the continuous breathing exercises, my strength has become much more stable than during the Shadow Sect War.

The cool aura between my eyebrows had accumulated to the size of a fingernail. I could feel that my hearing had become more acute, and I could see things that I couldn't see before, things hidden in the shadows.

Winter always arrives unexpectedly in Jiangcheng. Before the plane tree leaves on the streets have all fallen, a bone-chilling cold wind blows the late autumn into winter.

One afternoon in early December, the funeral home received a strange order.

The body was brought in a black luxury car, and the people who got out were dressed in suits and looked hurried.

They carried in a very young girl, probably in her early twenties. She was very pretty, but her face was terribly bluish-purple, and there was a thin red mark around her neck.