Without hesitating any longer, Yu Chengmu looked at the corpse's face and leaned closer. He steadied his breathing, then slowly held it.
He had heard that a corpse filled with resentment could suddenly rise if it came into contact with a living person's breath.
Picking up his needle and thread, he began stitching from the damaged nose. Facial wounds required extra care, so Yu Chengmu slowed down. His first priority in saving Jia Jinliang was to make sure he stayed absolutely safe.
But when he was nearly halfway through, Yu Chengmu's pupils contracted. He suddenly noticed something.
The corpse's mouth had been torn open, splitting its upper lip in two. In other words, to stitch up the facial wound, he would have to sew the lips together.
But he was part of the yin trade, and the yin trade had its own rules. Without making every possible preparation, he absolutely must not sew a dead person's lips shut.
"Damn..."
Yu Chengmu cursed inwardly. He had known this task wouldn't be easy. He just hadn't expected this to be the catch.
After searching nearby and finding no better way to handle the problem, Yu Chengmu knew that any further delay would be pointless. Holding his breath, he gritted his teeth and began stitching the lips together.
He planned to win by being fast. As long as he worked quickly and left immediately after finishing, he'd be safe once he got out of the funeral home.
As for Jia Jinliang... Yu Chengmu would help if he could. If he couldn't, then Jia Jinliang would just have to blame his bad luck. At worst, Yu Chengmu could find someone else to team up with once he got out.
After all, with his skills, he'd be welcomed wherever he went.
Besides, Jia Jinliang must