"I'm looking for Wang Yuqing, uncle, why are you sleeping on the corpse bed?" Wu Lang frowned slightly, looking at the old man in front of him, who was about sixty years old, with a wrinkled face and a thin figure.

"Young man, I'm scared of you, I'm tired just now, and I want to rest......" said the old man in reply.

Wu Lang then glanced at the morgue where the old man had slept again, there was another person on the corpse bed, to be precise, it should be a corpse, a young man's corpse, from the outside, this boy would not be more than twenty years old.

The old man noticed Wu Lang's gaze, stared at the corpse, and then said: "This is my son, there was a car accident the day before yesterday, and he will be cremated tomorrow, I am afraid that I will never see my son again, so I want to spend more time with him." The old man choked up in a hoarse voice.

"This old man used to watch the door of the funeral home, and he was an employee here, and in order to take care of him, he made an exception to let him stay in the morgue with his son, which can be regarded as taking care of him. A voice rang softly in Wu Lang's ears.

"Alas, poor old man, the most painful thing in the world is that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person!" Wu Lang said without looking back.

"Let's go out, why are you coming to the funeral home so late?" Wang Yuqing looked at Wu Lang coldly.

"I just got off work, I went to the morgue to find you for a drink, and when I saw the note you left, I came here to take a look, and I couldn't sleep anyway. Wu Lang turned his head to look at her and smiled.

"Since you're here, I'll show you around. After Wang Yuqing finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Immediately, Wu Lang followed behind her and also walked out.

"This is the cremation workshop, I'll take you in to see, there is a body to be cremated tonight. Wang Yuqing walked in after speaking.

A row of large silver-white metal stoves sat in the empty hall, with snow-white walls, high-powered fluorescent lamps on, shining eerie lights, and the air was still filled with the smell of meat that can only be found in barbecue restaurants.

"If you're not used to it, put on your mask. Wang Yuqing took out a white mask from his pocket and handed it to Wu Lang.

"No, you don't wear it, and I don't wear it. Wu Lang smiled and shook his head.

A morgue bed that had already been pushed into the crematorium was covered with a white cloth by a man wearing a mask.

A man in his fifties, with a fat head and big ears, lying quietly on the morgue, his face was a little ruddy, and at first glance he knew that it was the effect of using a puff, and the fat on his neck was still oozing oil, with the oily feeling of pork that he had just bought from the market. The eyes were slightly half-open, and the slightly open mouth showed a trace of blood-red teeth.

"Sister Qing, why did that person's eyes open?" Wu Lang asked curiously.

"The temperature of the cremation workshop was too high, and this person pushed it here from the freezer, one cold and one hot, and the pupils burst unevenly. The force of heat expansion and contraction, nothing. After Wang Yuqing finished speaking, he walked to the fat man in the morgue, and used the index finger and middle finger of his left hand to press lightly on his two eyes, and the eyes were sunken in an instant.

Wu Lang just silently watched the scene in front of him and did not speak.

The so-called crematorium, the exterior is a thick stainless steel plate, the inner wall is made of refractory materials, the corpse slides along a track to the center of the crematorium, and there is an oil injection button on the operation panel.

"Every day, 35 liters of diesel fuel are added to the furnace for cremation, because the crematorium has to be preheated, so when burning the first body, more diesel is needed, and 20 liters of the body at night is enough. Wang Yuqing said on the side.

The man wearing the mask pushed the body of the obese man into the crematorium, opened the control panel and pressed the ignition button.

Wang Yuqing patted Wu Lang on the shoulder, and then pointed to the observation window of the crematorium.

Wu Lang nodded, walked over, and put his eyes close to the observation window of the crematorium, the fire had already burned, the entire body was immersed in the fire, the black smoke from the diesel fuel was concentrated on the top of the crematorium, and the corpses below were exceptionally clear under the light of the fire.

The first thing to burn was the hair, and soon the body was bald.

Wu Lang, who was looking into the stove from the observation window, suddenly heard a sound that seemed to come from the crematorium, it was the wailing voice of an obese man, which sounded very poignant and painful.

Wu Lang frowned slightly, and then looked at the numbers on the operation panel: Main furnace negative pressure: 380DP Main furnace temperature: 850 degrees The number is still rising......

The sound of the hearth faded away......

Suddenly, the body of the fat man sat up on the ground, in the midst of the burning fire......

Wu Lang stared at the body tightly, didn't say a word, just watched silently.

In the hearth, which was unusually bright by the light of the fire, the body of the fat man sitting was gradually burned apart, only the head still remained in its original shape, but the eyes became two large black holes, and the teeth in the mouth were all exposed, no matter what color they were, they had now turned white.

The temperature indication on the operation panel has reached 900 degrees, the negative pressure has reached 500PA, the combustion time has reached more than 100 minutes, and there are basically no bones in the furnace.

"Alright, let's go out. Wang Yuqing said in Wu Lang's ear, and the two immediately walked out of the cremation workshop.

"Do you know why you sit up when the body is cremated?" Wang Yuqing handed Wu Lang a towel.

"It depends on how long the deceased's death and cremation have elapsed. When a person dies about three days after death, the muscles of the human body are not completely dead, so the muscle nerves still remain in their pre-mortem condition, that is, there are nerve reflexes. In other words, the muscle tissue is also able to feel the burning pain, so it reacts, and is why it sits up in the crematorium. If the time of death and cremation are long apart, the tissue cells and neural networks in the human body will die completely, and there will be no reaction. Wu Lang wiped the sweat from his face and neck and said with a smile.

"Well, the answer is completely correct, 100 points, I can't see that you are a scholar of Chinese medicine, and you are quite expert in the theoretical knowledge of Western medicine. Wang Yuqing nodded and smiled.

"Master Wang, take a look, I just sent someone in. A man wearing a mask hurried over.

"Let's go check it out. After Wang Yuqing finished speaking, he took out the mask from his pocket and handed it to Wu Lang.

At the door of the dressing room, the two changed into rain boots again.

The deceased was a young girl, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and although her face was covered with blood and her body was covered with blood, she knew at a glance that she had died in a car accident.

Wang Yuqing and the man wearing a mask took off the bloody clothes on the girl's body one by one, and cut them with large scissors if they couldn't take them off, the girl's eyes were wide open, looking very hollow and dazed, maybe this is called death without blinding!

The man wearing a mask carried the girl's feet and sprayed water on the girl with a water hose, the blood was really too much, and the water had gradually flowed to Wu Lang's feet, and a lot of red liquid had accumulated in a moment.

The water flowed down the girl's body to her head, and the droplets of water on her hair continued to drip down, and because someone was carrying the girl's feet, the girl's head was already hanging under the morgue, and a head of hair, which could be said to be shiny, had hung down to the ground.

Subsequently, Wang Yuqing and the man wearing a mask wiped the girl's whole body with a clean towel, put it on another morgue, and skillfully dressed her inside and outside the clothes, because the deceased had just died, and the body was not stiff, so the clothes were relatively easy to wear, but it was still much more difficult than the living.

Wang Yuqing picked up the makeup box on the side, and after a series of makeup such as puffs, blush, lipstick, and so on, the face that was pale due to blood loss gradually became bloody, as if she was sleeping peacefully.

After everything was taken care of, the rest of the finishing work was completed by the man wearing a mask, and Wu Lang and Wang Yuqing walked out of the dressing room.

The two sat on the steps of the corridor aisle, Wu Lang handed Wang Yuqing a cigarette, helped her light it, and then lit one himself.

"This girl died of hemorrhage in her internal organs, but fortunately, the bones on her body were basically not broken, otherwise, she would have to stay up until dawn. Wang Yuqing slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

Wu Lang looked at her, nodded, and did not speak.

"After death, the muscles of the confinement door and bladder will relax, and emptying will also occur. This is the reason why the body must be washed and cremated, and the deceased must not be cremated with urine and urine! One is just born, and the other is before cremation. This is one of the reasons why the water consumption of every funeral home is amazing, but no matter what the season, we use cold water, and the dead do not know how to be cold. Wang Yuqing looked at the waning moon in the night sky in a daze, and said slowly.