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Zhang Chao parked the car on the side of the road and waited for a while. When a private car drove over, he stepped forward and stopped it. The driver raised his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Brother, I'm sorry, let me ask you how to get to the Yucheng Funeral Home."
"Damn it, are you sick? You asked me how to get to the crematorium in the middle of the night"
As soon as the driver heard what Zhang Chao said, he immediately cursed and stepped on the accelerator and left. Zhang Chao smiled bitterly and felt helpless. Then he stopped another taxi and gave the taxi driver 20 yuan. The driver told him that until Take the second intersection, turn left, and drive another two kilometers to arrive.
In fact, Zhang Chao was really confused tonight. He had driven back and forth on this road at least hundreds of times in the past three years, but he didn't know what happened today and couldn't find his way back to his work. This time he asked After understanding this, when Zhang Chao got into the car and drove off, he didn't know whether it was because of his psychological effects or something else. In short, he returned to the unit after about ten minutes.
Arriving at the funeral home, Zhang Chao and the people on duty began to take the old man¡¯s body to the morgue, but when his colleagues were carrying the body, they felt something was wrong.
"Hey, have you seen how his eyes are open?"
"Whoa" Zhang Chao lowered his head and saw that both of the old man's eyes were open at this time, and the pupils in his eyes were clearly diverging in all directions.
"Don't mention it. I'm going to say that I got hit by a ghost tonight. Do you believe it? Really, I drove on the road for more than an hour and didn't come back. It was only a forty-minute journey. I felt like I was hit by a ghost. The wall is broken"
"Haha, you still believe this? Don't you know what we do?" The colleague on duty curled his lips and said, "You are overthinking, where do so many supernatural events come from?"
"Then how do you think he opened his eyes?"
The colleague shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's normal. When a person dies, his muscles atrophy and become stiff. It's all normal. Look at his mouth, isn't it also open?"
"But when I pulled the corpse, my eyes were closed."
"You may have been driving too fast and opened his eyelids." The colleague gave Zhang Chao a very strange reason.
Zhang Chao was helpless but didn¡¯t want to take things seriously. Anyway, the person was back and the body would be sent to the morgue.
Coming out of the morgue, a colleague saw that Zhang Chao was not in good condition and his face turned a little pale, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the nature of our work unit is very special. Even if we don't engage in feudal superstition, we will You have to be prepared. The funeral parlor has hired people from Maoshan to perform the ritual. This place is designed to ward off evil spirits, so don¡¯t scare yourself. Even if there is any problem, it will be fine here"
What my colleague told Zhang Chao was a semi-open secret. After all, the nature of the work of a funeral parlor is here. Regardless of whether people who work here believe it or not, almost a lot of them carry Buddhist beads and set up shrines at home. Or maybe he is carrying something consecrated to ward off evil spirits.
Mainly for psychological comfort, because they have to deal with dead people all year round.
Another, when the funeral parlor is being built, people who know Feng Shui will be invited to come and take a look at it to make it a place to ward off evil spirits and prevent any supernatural incidents.
In the next few days, Zhang Chao also went out in a hearse several times, but he never encountered anything disturbing. However, during these days, he felt that he was always cold and lacked energy. He also felt uncomfortable when sleeping at night. I didn't sleep well, I was often woken up, and I either felt cold in my ankles or felt a little difficult to breathe.
After a few days, Zhang Chao lost his energy after being tortured until he met Wang Changsheng.
Then the other party said something incomprehensible to him.
On the Ring Road, at the scene of the car accident, Zhang Chao's heart palpitations suddenly appeared again for some reason. Especially when he looked at the body bag dripping with blood, he suddenly felt bad, but he didn't feel well. He had to bite the bullet and get the body into the car.
More than an hour later, the car returned to the funeral parlor. Zhang Chao and his colleagues carried the bags into the morgue and placed them there. When he came out and went outside, he suddenly shivered and shivered with the cold. Zhang Chao looked at With the sun shining brightly, the temperature here is 35-6 degrees.
At the same time, Zhang Chao suddenly saw blood dripping from his hearse onto the ground, and then gradually formed a line of blood that spread far away.
At this time, a colleague also came out from behind. Seeing him standing still and not moving, he asked: "What are you doing?"
The horoscopes are divided into serious and serious ones. The serious ones are full of evil spirits and ghosts walking around. The light ones are about to be killed in trouble??!
"Have you seen my car?" Zhang Chao asked tremblingly.
¡°Nonsense, I can¡¯t see such a big car¡±
"No, didn't you see there was blood in the car?" Zhang Chao asked a little hastily.
"Your eyes are blurred. Where is the blood? Are you confused?" His colleague asked suspiciously. Zhang Chao blinked and rubbed his eyes a few times. He did see it. There was still blood dripping.
At this time, other people came over. Zhang Chao quickly asked them one by one, but everyone said they saw no blood and that the car was very clean.
"What the hell, what's going on?" Zhang Chao collapsed. After rubbing his face, he staggered over and then slowly stretched out his hand and put it under the car.
Zhang Chao wanted to see if he was dazzled or if others couldn't see at all.
"Tick-tock" Zhang Chao's hand suddenly became cold, and a few drops of blood dripped onto his palm. He rubbed his palm stiffly, and a sticky feeling spread over him.
Zhang Chao¡¯s head suddenly buzzed and exploded.
Why can I clearly see and touch it, but others can¡¯t see anything?
"Creak" Zhang Chao opened the carriage, and there was nothing inside.
But there was a lot of blood on the ground.
At this time, Zhang Chao finally realized that the man he met while eating noodles was telling the truth, and he was indeed in trouble.
So, Zhang Chao didn¡¯t even go to work that day, so he found the noodle shop and waited for Wang Changsheng to show up.
This wait lasted for several hours, and he came over for dinner near evening.
Seeing the other party, Wang Changsheng showed an expression as expected.
In fact, Wang Changsheng is not a nosy person, but because he and Zhang Chao had dinner at the same table twice, the other party took the initiative to chat with him. Anyway, although they were strangers, they had a relationship. After a little intersection, Wang Changsheng would not let anything happen to the other party.
The other thing is that Wang Changsheng feels that he is idle just because he is idle. It¡¯s not the Ghost Festival yet, so he might as well find something to do. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com