Chapter 147: Danger in the Funeral Parlor of the July Snowfall

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still hanging high in the sky, a little westerly. Knowing that he sang on the tree, the leaves wilted and hung listlessly on the branches.

On the exterior wall of the Beishi Funeral Parlor, eight eye-catching characters are painted "Break superstition and promote cremation". There is no trace of heat inside, as if it is out of place with the outside world, and it is full of coldness and oppression.

There were four corpses parked side by side in the crematorium of the funeral home, and Liang Zi, the cremator, had just sent a corpse into the incinerator, and he was very skillful in closing the door, oiling, lighting the fire, and turning on the fever.

The funeral home was a very dilapidated unit in the early days, and no one wanted to go there. However, with the advancement of the cremation system and the fact that people's lives are getting richer and richer, funeral homes have quietly become hot in the eyes of many people.

The salary is not very high, but it can't stand the good welfare, and there is a steady stream of gray income. Like a private makeup artist, an urn salesman, a hearse driver to name a few, it is trivial to collect some cigarettes and alcohol from the relatives of the deceased, and it is normal to send money.

Especially the burner, which is the most lucrative type of work. When someone burns someone's house, the people in the family will stuff money into the corpse burner. 100？ Don't do it directly. 200？ Laugh and laugh. 300？ Picked up. If you want to give more, that's up to you. If you meet someone who is not sensible, you will definitely burn it well, and you can take a wooden stick and slowly break the burned bones.

Liang Zi, a corpse burner, is 30 years old this year, has a rich body, is a little bald, and has been in this business for seven or eight years, so he can be regarded as an old man. I have bought two new three-bedroom houses in the center of North City, as well as a Ma Liu, and my life is very comfortable.

However, he has never been married, and earlier it was a girl who disliked his job, and when she heard that he was working in a funeral home, she turned around and left. Now that his treatment has improved, many relatives and friends have introduced him to him, but he has no heart to see him.

Being despised in the early days seriously distorted his heart, and the long-term unwillingness made him a little perverted.

He was responsible for burning corpses every day, some of them were beautiful young girls, at first he was a little tempted, but later due to the successive rejections, he began to hate those young girls. He wanted revenge, so the bodies of the young girls who were waiting in line in the crematorium for cremation became the object of his venting. Anyway, it's about to be cremated and turned to ashes, and no one can see any change.

It takes about forty minutes to cremate a corpse, and he locks the door of the crematorium and begins to examine the four corpses carefully. This one is too old, don't; This one is too ugly, don't; This one is a man, not interested; This one is very young and beautiful!

Liang Zi licked his lips and looked at the girl carefully. The girl wore a metal plaque around her neck that read: Lin Xue.

In the front hall of the North City Funeral Home, several groups of people gathered, waiting for the cremation results of the corpses. Among them, there were more people, and they seemed to be arguing about something.

"I'm still the same sentence, I don't agree to cremate my sister now!" A delicate and elegant girl is arguing with reason.

"Bingbing, don't mess around, your sister is dead, and there is an infectious disease, she must be cremated immediately, otherwise I don't know how many people will be infected!" A slightly more beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the girl with dissatisfaction.

This girl is none other than Lin Bing.

"Auntie, my sister didn't have an infectious disease at all, she was killed by evil spirits! Uncle, your current condition is exactly the same as that of my sister before, and you were also harmed by evil spirits, so it is useless to find a doctor! ”

"How do you talk, kid?" Lin Bing's aunt was a little unhappy, "It's a shame that you also went to college and received a higher education, how can you believe in this kind of filthy mess!" ”

Lin Bing saw that his aunt's attitude could not be changed, and turned his head to look at his uncle Lin Xiangdong.

Lin Xiangdong had long lost the arrogant look that he had taught Lu Qiushi in the underground parking lot of the Oriental Department Store, his face was sallow, his back was bent, and he couldn't stop coughing.

"Ahem, Bingbing, cough, I know you can't accept your sister's death, don't make trouble, isn't our family messy enough now, because of your sister's disease, I was also infected, and the hospital can't find out what the disease is, if you don't cremate it as soon as possible and then infect others, it will be troublesome." After Lin Xiangdong finished speaking, he looked at his eldest brother Lin Weiguo again, hoping that he could dissuade Lin Bing.

Lin Weiguo is Lin Xue and Lin Bing's father. The blow of losing his daughter in middle age made him gray early in his forties, and there were many more wrinkles on his face.

Lin Weiguo gently stroked Lin Bing's head and said painfully: "Bingbing, don't talk nonsense, let your sister go in peace." ”

Lin Bing shook off Lin Weiguo's hand, held back the tears in his eyes, and said with a glare: "You don't believe what my sister said, but now that I say it, you still don't believe it." Do you know that it was because of you that my sister Fanghua died early, if it wasn't for you forcibly breaking up my sister and brother-in-law back then, my sister wouldn't have died at all! ”

"What brother-in-law are you talking about, who is your brother-in-law? Bingbing, don't talk nonsense! Lin Bing's aunt was furious, she couldn't forget Lu Qiushi's punch back then, the punch in the face.

"Lu Qiushi is my brother-in-law, and he is the only one who is worthy of being my brother-in-law. Do you know that my sister still remembered him before leaving, you, you, it's you! In your minds, there are only interests, only money, and you have never taken into account your sister's feelings at all! My sister was stupid, she didn't dare to resist, but in the end, she killed herself, and me, I was also the murderer who killed her! ”

Lin Bing cried loudly, pointing at everyone around him.

"Bingbing!" Lin Xiangdong felt a little embarrassed, Lin Bing's cry attracted the attention of the people around him, and he said sternly to Lin Bing: "When your sister is buried, you will go home." ”

Lin Bing knew that no matter what he said, it was useless, so in a hurry, he squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and cried loudly.

"Bang dang!" The glass door in the front hall of the funeral home was kicked open. The man's face was wet, and I don't know if it was sweat or tears, or both. He stood at the door of the lobby, looking around, not knowing what he was looking for.

When Lin Bing saw that person, his sad eyes revealed joy, and he stood up from the ground.

Brother-in-law, he's finally here.

Lu Qiushi came all the way, and when he learned of Lin Xue's death, he was overwhelmed with grief, and his mind was full of wanting to see Lin Xue again, relying on the super physical fitness brought to him by washing the marrow, it only took more than forty minutes. If you take a taxi, counting the traffic jam factor, it is impossible to get from Zhengqiu Road to the funeral home located in the suburbs without an hour.

The manager in the lobby walked over and yelled, "What are you doing!" ”

"Is there a girl named Lin Xue cremated today?" Lu Qiushi asked viciously.

"I ask you who you are and what you are doing here!" The managers of the funeral parlor have long been accustomed to being uncles, how dare anyone talk to them like this.

Lu Qiushi grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up: "Is there a girl named Lin Xue cremated today!" ”

"You let go, you fucking let go!" The manager was annoyed, he grabbed Lu Qiushi's hand vigorously, trying to break it open.

"Brother-in-law!" Lin Bing pushed away Lin Xiangdong beside him and ran to Lu Qiushi's side, "You're here, it's great." ”

Lu Qiushi threw away the management personnel, stared at Lin Bing and asked, "Where is your sister?" ”

Lin Bing stretched out his hand and pointed to the back of the lobby: "My sister has been sent to the crematorium, brother-in-law, go quickly." ”

When Lu Qiushi heard that Lin Xue had been sent to the crematorium, he was in a hurry, and he spread his legs and ran in the direction that Lin Bing pointed out. The other staff in the lobby saw that their people were being bullied, and they all surrounded Lu Qiushi.

How could Lu Qiushi have time to entangle with them, without saying a word, he shot and fought, knocking over four or five people in a row and rushing out of the encirclement, and the rest of the people saw that Lu Qiushi was violent, and they didn't dare to approach.

Seeing this, the managers who were thrown out by Lu Qiushi shouted: "It's the other day, call the police immediately!" ”