At this time, it was raining lightly in the sky, and the staff in the funeral home began to get busy, preparing to advance the procedure and send the old man and Ren Susu to the cremation room successively.

The area of this funeral parlor is larger, there are more than 80 mourning halls alone, and the distance between some mourning halls and mourning halls is also far away.

Some mourning halls are even set up halfway up the mountain, either by car or by climbing many steps to get up.

After checking them one by one, it is estimated that it will take a while.

Of course, it is not excluded that the situation of defrauding the corpse only happens in the mourning hall, if there is an abnormal situation in any mourning hall, the relatives who guard the spirit there will either run to the duty room of the funeral home, or call 4747 as soon as possible.

Yan Junze thought carefully for a moment, because with the help of the spirit slayer, he was not going to go to the mourning hall to investigate.

Soon I had an idea in my heart, and quickly left the location of the toilet and walked towards the funeral home office according to the signs on the road.

Along the way, he deliberately walked close to the corner of the building, and the funeral home at night was already very deserted, and he almost didn't see anyone else along the way.

And the moon is good tonight, but because it is not his own body, even if the shadow of a corpse baby is formed in the moonlight, he will not worry about Fang Ning appearing.

Soon approached the office, at this moment, because there were few people on duty, busy with the cremation procedures of the two corpses, the lights in the office were on, but there was no one.

Yan Junze walked in directly and looked at the distribution map of the funeral home hanging on the wall.

The sign on the map was clear, and he quickly found his location and looked at the surrounding buildings.

After a while, I saw a building marked "Lonely Hall".

The word "Lonely Hall" is marked with different font sizes and colors, which is obviously different from other mourning halls.

Moreover, the word "lonely" also indirectly indicates that there may be no one there to keep the spirit.

After noting down the position, there was a sudden sound of voice outside.

Yan Junze found that he couldn't get out, so he hurriedly bent his waist, got under a desk, pulled the chair over, blocked his figure, and squatted quietly.

Soon two people walked into the office.

The two men came in a hurry, opening a drawer and taking out a notebook, and at the same time taking a few freshly printed materials from the top of the printer, still talking quickly.

"How? Did you notice something unusual elsewhere? ”

"Director, they and the soul slayer went to check one by one, I think there should be none."

"Hurry up, send those two bodies to be cremated. I always felt that those two dead people would still move, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to look at their faces just now. ”

"I saw it just now, the old man is better, but the woman's chin is full of wax, which is terrifying."

As they spoke, the two quickly left the office again, walking farther and farther away.

Yan Junze got out from under the table, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he opened the door and walked out, and quickly disappeared into the night.

In a few moments, a dim figure burrowed into a flat-roofed building that looked dark from the outside, and outside the door of the building was a dim lamp that could only be seen if you got closer.

On the side of the electric light, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see the word "lonely hall".

The structure of this solitary hall is different from that of other mourning halls, and it is a large but still dimly lit corridor when you walk in.

It should be a relationship of saving electricity, almost fifteen meters apart, there is only one dim electric light outside, and the whole lonely hall is quiet, without a sound.

Even if Yan Junze's body was projected back at this moment, even if he himself was already a half-ghost, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart in this environment.

He had already guessed that the lonely hall, as the name suggests, is an unclaimed corpse, or the body of a loved one cannot be found directly, this kind of corpse should be uniformly collected by the local official and handed over to the funeral home for disposal, and the burial expenses are the social assistance procedures performed.

Soon through the dimly lit hallway, an empty hall appeared around the corner.

The furnishings in this hall are actually not much different from the smaller ordinary mourning halls, the difference is that there is more than one corpse inside, each corpse is covered with a white cloth, and there is a dim small lamp next to the corpse.

A cursory look at the past shows that there are about 20 of them.

More than 20 corpses were placed in two opposite rows, and they did not enjoy the treatment of one ice coffin per person, but Yan Junze could feel that it was very cold in this hall, and central air conditioning should be installed, and the temperature should be lower.

This is more cost-effective than one corpse and one ice coffin.

He stood at the door of the hall for a moment, then walked in.

Although this body does not belong to him, at this moment in this strange and gloomy environment, there is still a feeling of numbness in the skin.

Because he was short, he couldn't see the corpses in the back too clearly, and he didn't know if these people covered under the white cloth were still lying there.

In addition, the lights here are really dim, and you can only see it clearly if you get closer.

Approaching step by step, he quickly walked through the two corpses in the first column, the aisle was in the middle, and there was a corpse on the left and right, Yan Junze stood at the foot of the corpse, took a closer look through the dim light, and found that everything was intact and there was no sign of moving.

He continued on his way.

Everywhere he went, he stopped and went up to take a look.

Some of the corpses already had a stench, but it wasn't very serious, and you had to come forward to smell it.

And at this time, Yan Junze felt more and more that his body had become cold, this was not the reason for the corpse baby, but the central air conditioning in the hall was turned on very much, and the corpse baby's body was only covered with a coat, and nothing was worn inside.

Especially the position of the two hips, it always feels cold and empty, as if there is nothing.

Yan Junze looked down, and finally came to the conclusion that development is not.

Enduring the cold, soon he stood in the position of the eleventh column, in which he could not move any further.

Because the corpse on the left is covered with a white cloth, it looks very ordinary, but the white cloth on the corpse on the right shows signs of moving at the moment.

As unclaimed corpses, in order to save costs, these corpses had their feet exposed and a name tag hung on their thumbs to avoid being mistaken by the staff.

Yan Junze leaned over and looked at the name tag of the corpse covered with a white cloth that was somewhat strange.

"Jiang Yinan, male or female?"

Because the white cloth on the upper body is wrinkled, I can't see men and women.

He released the mallet, and because of his size, he directly dragged the mallet under his feet, making a sound of metal rubbing against the ground, and walked towards the head of the corpse called Jiang Yinan.

The sound of empty friction in this silent lonely hall sounds greasy to the heart.

Although the white cloth on the surface of the corpse had moved, the corpse was indifferent at the moment and lay quietly.

Yan Junze happened to walk to the left hand side of the corpse at this time, and suddenly, the white cloth next to him moved, and a slender, miserable white hand revealed the white cloth.

Yan Junze thought that this hand was going to catch him, so he immediately stopped, took a step back to the side, and almost picked up the mallet and smashed it.

However, he was soon stunned, and found that the hand did not grasp him, but slipped out, falling softly in the air.

Now he can be sure that this is Jiang Yinan's corpse, and it is a female corpse.

Because just looking at the fingers and arms that slipped down, they looked very thin, and the skin was not rough, but it should have been very delicate before death.

It can be known that this Jiang Yinan is not only a woman, but also should not be too old when she dies.

Just as Yan Junze was looking at the arm that had slipped out, a corpse behind him with his back was slowly sitting up.

Because the white cloth was a little high, already above the corpse's head, it was not until the corpse sat up straight that the white cloth slowly slid down from its head.

A gray-haired, but disheveled old man, a woman, with folds on his face stacked on top of each other, could at least hold the pencil without falling off, and drooping eyelids that almost covered his eyes.

After she sat up straight, she turned her head stiffly and looked at the back of Yan Junze's head.

Because there was no sound coming out, Yan Junze was thinking about walking over at this time and directly lifting the white cloth covering Jiang Yinan's female corpse, if he found anything unusual, he was going to pick up a mallet first.

The corpse of the old woman behind her, after staring at Yan Junze quietly for a few seconds, she slowly opened her mouth, her mouth grew bigger and bigger, and then she leaned forward to the right side, slowly approaching the back of Yan Junze's head.

"Ahh

A shallow sound like a sigh suddenly sounded in the back of Yan Junze's head, like a demon about to eat, and couldn't help but let out the pleasure.

Yan Junze suddenly felt goosebumps rise up in his spine, as if something was approaching his scalp.

Almost subconsciously, he quickly turned around, and at a glance he saw a wrinkled face facing him, and the mouth on the face almost touched the tip of his nose, almost biting off.

An unpleasant stench came to my nose.

Boom!

In the next second, Yan Junze hit the old woman's head with a mallet, knocked half of her body over, and fell off the corpse bed.

At this moment, the white cloth on Jiang Yinan's corpse behind him was suddenly lifted, and a woman covered in red fruit jumped up, pounced behind Yan Junze, opened her lips, and revealed two rows of sharp teeth, and there was a large amount of yellow mucus between the teeth, biting down on Yan Junze's shoulder.

Clang!

Yan Junze took a step ahead and lifted the mallet from behind, making Jiang Yinan's bite directly on the surface of the mallet, making a crisp sound.

With the body of a corpse baby, it is not too effortless to pick up this mallet, Yan Junze pinched the mallet with both hands, turned around, turned around, and directly hit Jiang Yinan, who was about to bite for the second bite.

Jiang Yinan fell to the ground, Yan Junze immediately followed the second and third sticks, and soon a half-human-tall black shadow was forced out of Jiang Yinan's body.

Yan Junze ignored Jiang Yinan and continued to beat at the black shadow.

At this moment, his ankle tightened, and a feeling of pain came, and when he looked down, the old woman who had just fallen to the ground crawled over at some point and bit her little ankle.

Because the body is not his own, and the corpse baby is originally a ghost body, Yan Junze is not afraid of what harm this bite will cause to the corpse baby.

He backhanded a mallet, slammed it on the head of the old woman who bit her ankle, and directly pressed the guy to the ground.

Then he picked up the mallet and knocked the half-man-tall black shadow apart.

But the old woman is still struggling here.

"There's a fourth!" Yan Junze muttered to himself.

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