What kind of dream will I fall into this time?
What kind of dream will this Xian Ye Liusu weave for herself?
Xu Yi was very curious, when would he discover that everything he experienced was a dream?
"It seems that you are ready?" Xian Ye Liusu suddenly opened his eyes, his breathtaking eyes.
Xu Yi's attention was suddenly attracted by the other person's eyes, and he felt that there was light flashing in the other person's eyes.
Although Xu Yi knew that he couldn't look, his attention was completely out of his control.
The light and shadow around him began to change, and Xu Yi knew that he was about to fall into a dream.
However, he was a little curious as to when he would realize that he was in a dream this time.
When will you wake up?
Or, when will the system issue a warning?
…………
Rainy night, mountain village.
The room, which smelled of rotten wood, was brightly lit with hundreds of white wax sticks.
In the middle of the candlelight, two benches were used to support a wooden board. On the wooden board was a body with separated heads.
The head and neck were cut open with a saw. The head was flat on the wooden board, and the eyes were wide open, making it look very ferocious and terrifying.
The candlelight next to the corpse swayed back and forth, which was indescribably weird and terrifying.
Xu Yi opened the box he carried with him, took out a box of incense, took out three sticks, and prepared to light them.
"Xu Yi, what are you doing?"
A man in a white coat walked in, and you could tell from his voice that he was young.
"Creak, creak."
The red high heels stepped on the floor, making a squeaking sound as the wood scraped against the floor.
"Burn incense and then sew the body." Xu Yi turned to look at the woman who came in and explained.
"Senior sister, hasn't the murderer of this case been identified? We don't need to do an autopsy, right?"
Xu Yi's apparent occupation is a forensic intern, but he also has another identity, an ancient occupation - corpse stitcher!
A cadaver literally means a person who sews up corpses. In ancient times, such people were generally called cobblers.
Modern society also has a similar profession, which is called an embalmer or mortician.
However, Xu Yi felt that the 'cadaver stitcher' he had just inherited was different from the modern embalmers.
In ancient times, it was important to return fallen leaves to their roots and lay them in the soil.
At the same time, you cannot die without a complete body. If you bury someone with missing arms or legs, the King of Hell will not accept it. This is a big taboo and will bring about unknown disasters.
In order to bury the dead, there was a business of sewing corpses.
Many corpse stitchers are ancestral or passed down by masters.
Xu Yi has none of these. He became a corpse stitcher because of a book.
The Book of Corpses, an ancient book he found by chance.
This book is not ordinary, it is 'alive'.
Not only does a book spirit live inside, but the corpse can also be bribed and rewarded to Xu Yi.
Of course, it was this book that brought Xu Yi to this time and space.
For now, you can use it as your own 'system'.
"Xu Yi, I think you are a bit unqualified by becoming a forensic doctor. Why don't you become an embalmer? I think that career is more suitable for you." Lu Yan frowned and glanced with disgust.
As a forensic doctor, what does it mean if you carry incense with you?
Xu Yi ignored Lu Yan's complaints, continued to light the incense, and then inserted it into the wooden board.
After all, offering incense is also a form of respect for the deceased, and Xu Yi felt that he had done nothing wrong.
"Autopsy." Lu Yan opened his box and took out the gloves from inside.
Although the murderer has been caught on the spot, they still have to go through the procedures and obtain the autopsy report, otherwise there will be no way to close the case.
At the same time, the murderer may have an undisclosed secret.
"What's going on over there?" While speaking, Xu Yi glanced at the incense on the floor and felt that the incense on both sides was burning too fast.
People are afraid of three long and two short, and avoid two short and one long.
Before the person sewing the corpse is ready to sew the corpse, he must burn three sticks of incense and wait until the incense has burned out before starting.
However, an autopsy is not a sew-up, but a dissection.
Lu Yan glanced at Xu Yi, feeling that he might be underestimating his talents by becoming an undertaker.
He's such a handsome guy, so he might as well clean himself up and make his debut where he is.
"You have to follow me for three months before you can enter the field. Su Jin has a good father, so you can join the field right after the internship." Lu Yan explained, and then took the cotton swab handed by Xu Yi.
This cotton swab was just turned around in the deceased's mouth and was stained with mucus, so it needed to be taken back for examination.
Next, check the incisions in the head and neck.
"This kind of wound is consistent with what the murderer said. It was indeed cut with a saw."
Xu Yi picked up the camera and took pictures of the severed head, and then took a dozen pictures of the neck.
"Scalpel." Lu Yan said as he untied the deceased's clothes.
When Xu Yigang was about to hand over the scalpel, some white candles suddenly went out, as if blown by the wind.
"Scalpel!" Lu Yan saw Xu Yi stiffen and said again.
Xu Yi felt cold all over, as if he had been blown by a cool breeze.
He glanced at the fragrance of the wooden boards and discovered to his surprise that they were two short and one long.
"Senior sister..." Xu Yi felt as if he was being targeted by something. He had a palpitating feeling and wanted to flee the scene on the spot.
Um?
Where is the senior?
Xu Yi was shocked to find that his senior sister was missing, the body was also missing, and the candles all over the room were also missing.
"Senior, where are you?"
Xu Yi shouted, and just when he was about to run for his life, there was a sudden "squeak" and a yellow shadow rushed towards him.
At this time, a light burst out from Xu Yi's chest, and then he heard a sharp scream.
Xu Yi looked down at his chest and found that it was stained with some bright red blood.
At the same time, there was also a severed limb.
Xu Yi picked up the severed limb and it immediately turned into a ball of black smoke.
He reached out and touched the book-shaped jade pendant around Dai Zai's neck, and muttered: "So you protected me, otherwise, my heart would have been ripped out?"
This book-shaped jade pendant is the result of the corpse collection, and there lives a cold book spirit inside.
"What an evil thing!"
"The fragrance is two short and one long. Sure enough, it's not a good thing. It almost went cold!"
The surroundings became bright again, Xu Yi's vision returned to normal, and he saw Lu Yan frowning at him.
Xu Yi looked down and found that the long incense stick that had been extinguished had ignited again.
"You can't do our job like this." Lu Yan shook her head helplessly and turned back to get the scalpel.
"Senior, I'm not scared, I just... feel a little weird. Maybe the murderer lied."
Xu Yi felt that what just happened was not an illusion, but something that really happened.
So, is the death of this corpse really okay?
In other words, is there no problem with all of this?
Why do I always feel like everything is wrong?
Xu Yi looked at his hands and then at his senior sister.
Suddenly, Xu Yi felt something strange, and his body suddenly jumped up.
"You actually avoided it?"
"Great, how did you find out?"
Xu Yi discovered that his senior sister had changed and turned into a beautiful girl with long blue hair who looked like an elf.
