A Good Student (Thanks to "Don't Be Afraid, Melancholy Children")

Xu Feng was delighted once more.

The county town—

It seemed Master had already thought of a solution. Seeing that, Xu Feng stopped worrying. He waited for Master to say more, only to watch him sit there, lower his head, and sink into thought.

Xu Feng waited while he thought it over.

To his surprise, a moment later, a loud snore came from his bowed head.

Xu Feng: "..."

He understood.

Zhao Er was not made of iron, either. Stitching corpses last night had probably exhausted him. In that case, Xu Feng would let him rest.

Xu Feng said nothing. He went outside, offered incense, swept the ground, and cleaned up the courtyard they had spent half the night tearing apart.

He had to admit, with strength to spare, even cleaning the courtyard went much faster.

As for his body...

Aside from some lingering pain in his elbows, there were no other side effects.

"A healthy body is the foundation of everything."

Xu Feng sighed like an old man.

When he finished, Master was still asleep. Xu Feng went to the kitchen, sat on its threshold, and began reviewing what he had seen, chiefly the way Master had stitched the organs the night before. Every stitch was clear in his mind.

It was not the Calamity-Stitching Art, but the technique already surpassed that of an ordinary Corpse Sewer.

And little by little, Xu Feng began to grasp something more.

The craft still fell within the bounds of Corpse Stitching, yet it hinted at something beyond merely stitching corpses.

"There are still details I haven't figured out, but if I had to do it myself, I wouldn't be afraid to try.

"Corpse Stitching only uses a handful of stitch patterns anyway. That part isn't too particular.

"As for the stuffing, I've