"A lot of things are written on your face, such as trouble," Wang Changsheng said a word and walked out.

The young man looked at his back, then lowered his head and began to pull the noodles in his bowl again, but he frowned, not knowing what to think again.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Chao came out of his home and drove to work, he was a native of Yu City, he used to be a soldier, and then after returning home with a resettlement card, he entered a public institution, his salary was okay, his life was relatively stable, and he worked in a funeral home.

This kind of work in the funeral home used to be very taboo and no one cared about, and when I heard that it was here, I basically shook my head and felt very unlucky.

However, in modern terms, this iron rice bowl comparable to the nature of a civil servant may not be able to enter no matter how many people break their heads.

At about eight o'clock, Zhang Chao came to the unit to park the car, and walked to the office, at this time two people came out of the office building, and when they saw him, they waved their hands and greeted: "Xiao Zhang, don't go to the report, there was a car accident on the Ring Expressway, and two people died, let's get out of the car, hurry up and pull it back, the scene has been explored,"

"Director Yu, can you change someone, I've been out of the car for several days in a row."

Zhang Chao drove a funeral car in the funeral home, also called a hearse, and the one who specially pulled it was the dead, which others didn't look very easy to do, and it was quite scary, but in fact, to be honest, there was a lot of oil and water, and the general family would stuff a two hundred or three hundred, hoping that the driver could take care of the deceased, and he could get two or three thousand extra money in a month, so Zhang Chao's income was still a lot.

Director Yu asked lightly: "Who to change? Change me, or change the director? Don't you know what you do?"

Zhang Chao smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll go over now." ”

After a while, Chen Fang and his colleagues drove a funeral car out of the funeral home, and then went straight to the ring city, arriving at the place of the accident more than an hour later.

At about seven o'clock in the morning, there was a series of car accidents on the highway where a large cargo and a small car collided, and the two people in a small car were all killed, and the people on the large truck were injured without incident, which was a very tragic car accident.

Since the person died on the spot, there was no need to be taken to the hospital for treatment, so he sent it directly to the funeral home and then parked in the cold storage, and then the rest went according to the procedure.

Zhang Chao When they came, the bodies had already been disposed of by the police, because the squeezing was more serious, and the scene of the car accident was very miserable, some parts of the two bodies were separated, so they could not be placed in a stretcher or coffin, and they could only be put into a body bag.

"Tick, tick, tick......" At this time, Zhang Chao saw that there were still blood stains dripping on the ground in a body bag, so he asked: "What's the matter, there is still blood?"

"The bodies were all knocked apart, broken into several pieces, didn't you see that there was almost a river of blood at the scene?" said the traffic policeman, pointing to the scene of the incident not far away.

Zhang Chao looked at the body bag that had been dripping blood, his head was a little confused and he was still a little panicked, he had been working in the funeral home for more than three years, and there were two or three hundred corpses that had been shipped, but Zhang Chao had never been so panicked before, but in the past month or so, he will be frightened every time he transports the corpse.

The time was about a month ago at night, Zhang Chao was on duty that night, and at about nine o'clock in the evening, he received a call that an old man had died at home and needed to be transported to the morgue of the funeral home, so he drove over.

To be honest, although this job has been done for a long time, people will have a somewhat suspicious attitude and heart towards ghosts and gods, and especially when they contact the dead at night, they must be a little more afraid than during the day, especially after nine o'clock, there are fewer people and fewer cars during this time period, and the temperature is starting to get low again, and many people know that at about ten o'clock in the evening, that is, when the child is in the hour, the yin qi will be heavier, and all kinds of lonely souls and wild ghosts should also come out.

The deceased was an old man in his seventies, and there were no relatives who belonged to the lonely old man, and he died suddenly when he died, and died on the bed of the nursing home without any warning, and before that, his physical condition was still good, and the forensic doctor first went to the scene to examine the body, and the conclusion was that there was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and the people in the nursing home slept at this point in time, so no one knew that the old man suddenly fell ill, and there was no best time to rescue.

When a person dies, there is no big problem, so the nursing home begins to arrange the aftermath, call the funeral home and ask them to take it away, otherwise if it is placed in the nursing home, it will stink in no more than a day, and the old man himself is a lonely old man who has no relatives, so he does not need the consent of his family, and then let the street issue a certificate.

At about ten o'clock, Zhang Chao drove the hearse to the nursing home, and then put the old man's body in the car with the staff, drove out of the nursing home, and walked to the funeral home.

Zhang Chao has been doing this kind of work for two or three years, and there is nothing to be afraid of, but I don't know why, he panicked that night, and always felt that something was not right, first of all, the old man's four appearances looked different, and the general deceased was old, and there would be a very bad smell on his body, which was the smell of death, and his mouth was slightly open.

And the old man didn't say the slightest smell on him, but his lips were closed, and then a slit appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Chao has worked for several years, and it is the first time he has encountered this situation, and he feels quite confused.

Later, something happened that made Zhang Chao even more confused, and even more panicked, because it was only a few words from the nursing home to the funeral home, and it was only a few words of the forty Dofen bells Zhang Chao found that he had been driving for an hour and a half and had not arrived, at first he didn't pay much attention to it, but then he noticed that some roads he had obviously driven once, and then drove back.

Then, immediately after that, Zhang Chao had an illusion, that is, he felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, and his back bones were cold.

"Crunch" Zhang Zhao stopped the car and glanced back.

"Goo" Zhang Chao swallowed and spitted, he suddenly felt that the gap in the old man's half-closed eyes seemed to be a little bigger, and the whites of his eyes could be seen.

This rhythm made Zhang Chao dumbfounded, he was wondering if this was an illusion, or if the old man's eyes were really going to open.

If it's the latter, he's probably going to die tonight.

"What kind of rhythm is this, it's going to scare people to death......" Zhang Chao said with a cold sweat.