Killing Jia San, The End of the Matter

"Spare my life, hero!"

"Let me go, and all these treasures are yours!"

Jia San was terrified at the sight of Wen Qingkong, kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy with cupped hands, and even offering the entire chest of gold and silver jewels to Wen Qingkong.

Outside, the fires raged, and swords clashed.

Wen Qingkong's eyes blazed with fierce flames, surging and turbulent.

"Jia San, you've committed countless evils; your end has come today!"

"No!"

Jia San looked terrified, but a flash of saber light swept past, and his head rolled onto the ground.

Wen Qingkong casually stuffed the silver notes from the chest into his pocket, then strode out of the room.

"Fellow martial artists, Jia San said the Black Cloaks took the incomplete map. We're too late!"

"There's still gold and silver inside; let's divide it up."

"Damn it! I knew I saw Jia Jin, that lackey, when we came. I was afraid we'd be too late, and it really happened!"

"I'm so angry!"

"Everyone, let's divide the gold and silver first!"

The crowd swarmed in, not noticing that Wen Qingkong, who had spoken in the chaos, had already disappeared.

Wen Qingkong threw away the long saber he had picked up along the way, the disguised human skin mask, and the beard. In the end, he re-disguised himself as a short, stocky man with a pockmarked face before entering Yujing City.

After entering the city, he looked back at the thirty-six-foot-high city walls and couldn't help but sigh. If his martial arts were higher, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble; directly scaling the city walls wouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, his desire for martial arts grew even stronger.

On the way back to Corpse Seamstress House Number Nine, Wen Qingkong carefully pondered and reviewed the situation, confirming that no one would notice him, a Corpse Seamstress, in the muddy waters, before finally feeling relieved.

In this matter, the old madam of the Dongan Escort Agency was also ruthless. After discovering the matter of the Jingchan Palace incomplete map, she immediately went with the flow, adding fuel to the fire, and used the power of the martial world to kill Jia San, avenging Zhao Xuan.

Wen Qingkong returned to the Corpse Seamstress House, and only then did Li Lan'er and her daughter dare to show themselves.

"It's okay now. There won't be any danger in the future. You can do whatever you want."

Li Lan'er couldn't help covering her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

The little girl, Sun Shuang'er, suddenly ran to Wen Qingkong, who picked up her small body.

"Uncle, thank you."

Little Shuang'er hugged Wen Qingkong's neck tightly.

Although she was still young and didn't know what these things meant, she remembered what her mother had told her: her uncle was their great benefactor, the kind of benefactor they could never repay in their lifetime.

With Jia San's death, the news that the incomplete map of Jingchan Palace had been taken away by Jia Jin, the ninth leader of the Black Cloaks, spread like wildfire.

As Jia Jin said, mud falling into his crotch, even if it wasn't shit, it would be considered shit.

No matter how he explained, no one would believe that the incomplete map wasn't with him; they would only think that he was deliberately trying to cover it up.

Fortunately, the Black Cloaks had great power, and no martial artist dared to attack the Black Cloaks like they attacked the Imperial Estate.

The matter of the Jingchan Palace incomplete map could be considered over.

The Imperial Estate suffered heavy losses, with many servants and guards killed.

The imperial court could only send another eunuch to serve as the steward, re-managing the Imperial Estate.

After Jia San's death, many things at the Imperial Estate were also exposed. It was said that the emperor sent officials to thoroughly rectify the situation, and the newly appointed eunuch didn't dare to act as recklessly as Jia San. The tenants of the Imperial Estate could finally live a good life.

Wen Qingkong had done a good deed this time.

The chaos in Yujing City lasted for many days, also leading to the death of many people in fights, including some martial arts experts.

One day, as the morning sun just began to peek over the horizon, Wen Qingkong heard a loud banging on the door.

Wen Qingkong went downstairs. These past few days, he had been digging a tunnel to Sewing Corpse Chamber Number Eight every night. Although the matter of Li Lan'er and her daughter was over, digging a tunnel as a precaution was an excellent choice.

Opening the door, he saw eight Jianghu people outside, dressed in bright clothes and riding fine horses. They wore standard long swords at their waists, and their eyes were bright.

In the middle of the eight people, servants were carrying a corpse. The corpse's face was pale, both arms were gone, and six toes were missing from its feet.

The leading young man had a clear voice, containing an arrogance that said, "I am the one." He looked down at Wen Qingkong.

"We'll come to collect the body tomorrow. If you do a good job, I'll give you fifty taels of silver!"

Fifty taels of silver...

The old madam of the Dongan Escort Agency gave a hundred taels at once, and she didn't speak like you.

"Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master!"

"I will definitely satisfy you at this time tomorrow."

Wen Qingkong smiled obsequiously. As a Corpse Seamstress, he had to be enthusiastic when there was business.

Seeing Wen Qingkong's excited appearance, the young master coldly snorted, then signaled the servants to carry the corpse inside.

"Let's go."

He hadn't even finished speaking before he turned his horse around and galloped away with the other seven men.

As for the servants, they would obviously have to walk back slowly on their own.

Wen Qingkong moved the corpse onto the cold bed.

It was morning, and he couldn't sew during the day. He would have to wait until night.

After practicing Taizu Long Fist, Ground-Lying Fist, Hundred Step Divine Fist, and Great Subduing Demon Fist in the courtyard, circulating his Blood Essence, cultivating internal energy, and training the Shaolin Golden Bell Shield and Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training, Wen Qingkong finally got up, ate breakfast, and then went to catch up on sleep.

Li Lan'er cleaned up and used the new cloth she had bought to sew some clothes for little Shuang'er and Wen Qingkong.

After a good sleep, Wen Qingkong woke up, and dinner was already prepared.

Li Lan'er's cooking skills were beyond reproach, and Wen Qingkong ate heartily.

Afterward, he instructed Li Lan'er to lock the second-floor door, and he went to the first floor.

As usual, he lit three incense sticks in front of the corpse, then began to clean, tidy, and apply makeup.

Because the corpse was missing both arms and six toes, he would need to use clay to sculpt the arms and toes tonight.

Compared to Zhao Xuan's corpse, Wen Qingkong suddenly felt like he was at a loss.

This corpse was too troublesome.

He measured the diameter of the severed arms and, based on the corpse's robustness, sculpted the arms, then the toes, and then glued them on.

After doing all this, Wen Qingkong rested for a while, waiting for the clay to dry a bit, observing the three incense sticks. There was no change, so he began to sew.

Sewing was already extremely easy for him. Needles danced like shadows, and half an incense stick later, the sewing was finished.

[Corpse Seamstress, Revolving Lantern, Observing the Mortal World, Obtaining Treasure]
[Host sews a corpse, Revolving Lantern appears]

The corpse in front of him was originally named Sima Xiong, the eldest disciple of the Wuding Gang, one of the three gangs in Yujing City. He wielded the Wuding Flying Sword with great skill, and few among the younger generation could match him.

Therefore, Sima Xiong was deeply valued by the Wuding Gang leader, Tong Haochu. Tong Haochu's only daughter, Tong Ling'er, was also deeply in love with him.

If the story had continued as it should have, Sima Xiong would have smoothly married Tong Ling'er and inherited the position of gang leader after Tong Haochu passed away.

But because of Wen Qingkong's Jingchan Palace Mechanism Map incident, the Wuding Gang was also drawn in, and Sima Xiong's fate was changed.