The little boy looked at him like a fool: "Oops! Just like just now, if you move twice, people outside won't notice it! ”

Jiang Futing thought about his crooked idea, and said with a straight look: "What should I do if I run away?" ”

"I'll scare you back if you run away, it's okay, I can't touch anything, it's okay to scare people!" The little ghost patted his chest with full confidence and promised.

Jiang Futing groaned, then nodded.

The people outside still carefully examined the corpse in their hands.

Because of the special environment, this place has no heating all year round, no windows, like a sealed prison, surrounded by only cold walls, long-term isolation from the outside world, and corpses, it seems very unusual.

Except for the work needs, no one wants to take the initiative to come into this.

A thin white cloth was pressed under the corpses surrounded by the men, and a gust of cold air suddenly carried through the surrounding area, and a small piece of cloth was lifted from the corners of the cloth.

"Where does the wind come from in this place?"

Still a more sensitive person just now, he stopped the operating knife in his hand and raised his eyes and asked.

"No! What's going on with you today, keep making a fuss! The man on the side complained as he continued his movements.

The person who asked the question had a lot of sweat on his face, and some of it slipped into the mask, and the breath he kept drinking from nervousness covered the mask with a thick layer of white mist.

"Bang!" The sound of garbage bags rummaging through the trash can next to the side.

"Who kicked the garbage can!" The bold man suddenly exclaimed.

There was a moment of silence.

The three of them stopped their movements at the same time, the eyes on the masks slowly raised together, the three of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the air tensed for a moment.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a violent crash from the rows of corpse cabinets on one side.

Several people no longer dared to move, and only the sound of rapid and heavy breathing remained in the quiet room, and they slowly turned their heads and stared at the corpse cabinet beside them

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of metal and flesh crashing almost shook the entire corpse cabinet.

"W-What's going on?" One asked with a shudder.

"Take a look, you go and take a look?" The timid pushed down the person who was more nervous before.

The body tensed instantly.

"Boom!"

There was still a violent impact in the corpse cabinet, and the contents seemed to be eager to come out, and they even felt that the cabinet door was about to be smashed in the next second, and the contents were going to come out!

At the instigation of his companions one after another, the stiff body, staggering a little, approached the cabinet where the sound came from.

He shuddered and picked up the key pinned to the waistband of his trousers.

"Boom!" The sound of a close-range impact suddenly sounded, his scalp instantly went numb, his hands trembled, and a large bunch of keys "Boom!" "Fell to the ground.

Just as he leaned down to pick up the key, there was a sudden knock above his head.

For a moment, he even felt like his soul was going to be blown away by this voice!

The two colleagues behind him are not

Stop urging, and by the way, useless careful instructions.

He gritted his teeth, panicked and quickly stood up, and stuffed it two or three times before stuffing it into the keyhole.

"Click!" The door of the corpse locker was finally opened, and the movement inside suddenly fell silent.

Everyone held their breath tightly, their eyes fixed on this cabinet, and they didn't dare to be distracted for a moment.

The narrow cabinet was slowly opened, and the handsome and straight body was finally exposed to the air again.

The delicate faces in the cabinet are particularly pale, and the delicate features have a hint of morbid charm

He stared in amazement.

The corpse was very quiet, and there was no special change, and the remaining two people dared to be bold and stepped forward, and the three of them lowered their heads together to look at the lattice that had been pulled apart in the middle.

It's still no different from when he first pulled in, but it feels like something is different, this person is not like death, but more like sleeping peacefully.

The three of them gradually relaxed their vigilance, and the fear in their eyes was extinguished a lot.

In the panic, no one noticed that the blood vessels on the white neck of the "corpse" were jumping vigorously at this time.

Just when one of them was completely relieved, grabbed the handle of the cabinet, and was about to return the corpse cabinet back in, those unfathomable eyes suddenly opened in everyone's surprise.

"Ah!! The corpse is deceitful!! ”

"Run! Come on! Find someone! ”

The three of them suddenly panicked and howled in terror.

Jiang Futing was stimulated by this sudden high-decibel howl to his eardrums, frowned in displeasure, and slowly sat up with his still somewhat stiff body.

The white flickering light hit his bloodless pale skin.

Because his body had not fully adapted to the movements of his body, when he got off the cabinet, he looked extremely uncoordinated, like a stuck robot, so deep that his eyes were directly aimed at the three people who were in endless panic.

Before he could ask anything, the three of them had already rushed out of the morgue in a hurry, and because they were in too haste, they hit a medical cabinet directly, and the bottles and cans on the table fell to the ground with a clatter.

The men didn't have time to pick it up, and they disappeared at the end of the corridor as if they were fleeing for their lives.

In the gloomy silence, a little boy stood beside him and kept "cluck! The laughter.

Jiang Futing looked at him inexplicably, is it so funny?

He walked slowly out of the morgue, and in the deep corridor, his sonorous footsteps echoed constantly, each with a peculiar force, as if stepping on someone's chest.

The cold black gas on his body seemed to be tumbling with an unrestrained momentum, like a clear spring washing away the discomfort on his body over and over again, and when he was only halfway from the exit of the morgue, the incongruous feeling had already dissipated.

He has no way to completely control this inexplicable power, it is like being suppressed for a long time and looking around for a place to vent.

Everywhere he walked, the green plants he touched withered and dried up in an instant.

Jiang Futing only

With his own thoughts, he tried to control the uncontrolled energy in his body.

He walked out of the morgue before others panicked to check on him.

The long-lost sunshine came, Jiang Futing's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking directly at the sun above his head, the originally vicious sunlight was weakened a little in his eyes at this moment.

There really is something different.

He looked at the red sun with a golden circle of light, but the weather was fine today.

Jiang Futing avoided the surveillance and found the mobile phone hidden in his clothes, accompanied by the familiar start-up ringtone, and his heart was filled with a faint joy.

With only six percent of the battery left, he kept an eye on the next day, Tuesday, December 10th.

Less than a day had passed since he ran out, and a faint hope burned in his heart.

Jiang Futing turned on the WIFI on his mobile phone, chose a connection with better confidential facilities, and then ran to a relatively dilapidated commissary, picked out a relatively old-fashioned black beanie, and exchanged some cash.

He quickly hailed a taxi nearby.

At the same time, in the middle of the three pitch-black screens, a single switched page, in a high-scale zoomed map, the same place, the disappeared point of light lit up again.

The unruly eyes in front of the computer suddenly swelled with a burst of surprise.

The taxi stopped on the road not far from home, Jiang Futing crossed the two streets with his head down, his face was extremely bad at this time, if it wasn't for his good looks, I was afraid that he would be able to scare others directly when he looked up.

I don't know if it's because the weather is so good today, he didn't walk long before his body was too hot, and he was still wearing the black sweater he had when he left home on Saturday, and there was a navy blue shirt inside.

When passing a garbage can, he took off his hat on his head, and then, in the incomprehensible eyes of the cleaning workers, took off his sweater and threw it into the trash can without hesitation.

The hat was brought back to the top of his head, and when he entered the community, he avoided all the surveillance as much as possible, and when he entered the elevator, he leaned on the corner of the wall casually, playing with his mobile phone, which played a very boring funny short video.

It looks like he's two very different people.

He wasn't sure if there would be anyone monitoring his home, but he wanted to minimize all the chances of being discovered.

The little ghost on the side has been following him all the way since he left the hospital, and he is also looking at him in the elevator with a puzzled face at this time, and he happens to look at Shangjiang Futing with the same puzzled eyes at this time.

"Something?" He asked faintly.

The little ghost pouted and said faintly, "No one plays with me, only you can see me." ”

"Why don't you go to reincarnation?" He continued to scroll his phone and asked, without raising his eyes.

The gloomy voice sounded particularly aggrieved, "I can't vote." ”

"Yes." He responded perfunctorily, and the parents who were not interested in caring about the little ghost looked at the floor where the elevator is now, and it was almost there.

Sure enough, after the little kid listened, his dissatisfaction came up, and his little hand blocked his view of his mobile phone: "Why are you like this, you don't have any sympathy at all, I just helped you!" ”

Jiang Futing

He raised his eyes, "What do you need my help with?" ”

The little boy rubbed his fingers on his chin and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up until the elevator door opened.

Jiang Futing was too lazy to take care of him, and was about to get out of the elevator as soon as he started, but his left hand was suddenly grabbed fiercely, and he turned his head to the little kid and shouted coldly: "Let go!" ”

Didn't this little imp say he couldn't touch things? Why did you suddenly pull yourself for no reason?!

Looking at him with a solemn expression, the little ghost was even more aggrieved and let go of his hand, he was about to continue to say something, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Futing turned his head to look out of the elevator door, where a woman carrying an empty vegetable basket was looking at him with a ghostly expression.

He paused in embarrassment, glanced at the numbers on the display, determined that he had reached the designated floor, and hurriedly walked out of the elevator with his legs, leaving the woman standing in place with a messy face.

Obviously going back to the place he is most familiar with, Jiang Futing is more like a thief at the moment, tiptoeing.

He carefully probed the surveillance that illuminated his door in the corner of the wall, but there was no way to avoid it, and in the end he could only quickly open the door and solve it quickly!

Even though he had made very adequate psychological preparations in the car before he came, after opening the door, the scene in front of him still made his heart that had been tempered repeatedly involuntarily.

In the past, the living room where their family had chatted countless times was turned into a mess, Jiang Futing was stunned and gently closed the door.

Even if it was unnecessary, he was careful to change into the pair of slippers that he had warmed every week.

The ground is full of scattered daily necessities, and many things that Lin Jin cherishes and cares for in his life are discarded on the ground like garbage.

The anger in Jiang Futing's chest kept surging secretly.

(End of chapter)