Chapter 63: The Ghost Washes His Hair

I glanced at the Taoist priest and saw the strangeness of this matter, the lame old man pushed his corpse, even a ghost would treat his corpse well, how could he turn the corpse like this.

As the car passed in front of me, my eyes were fixed on the white cloth, and the eyes of the lame old man's corpse were staring at me just now, which made me remember vividly, and I was really afraid that the corpse would suddenly jump up.

The car went very slowly, very slowly, when the sound of the long knock made my heart tremble, just as the corpse passed by me, the corpse on the flatbed truck suddenly moved, and the right hand fell out of the white cloth with a bang, almost grabbed my pants, this time I was scared enough, almost didn't scream, but fortunately, the Taoist priest covered my mouth in time.

The old withered hand hung weakly, the blood flowed down the arm, flowing to the ground to draw a blood-colored straight line, I suddenly found something in his hand, I let the fallen Taoist priest let go of his hand, carefully bent down, and pulled the thing in his hand violently.

The lame old man of the cart immediately stopped, I was so nervous that I even stopped breathing, the lame old man of the cart slowly turned his head, time seemed to stop, only the lame old man's head was turning a little bit, and finally turned a hundred and eighty degrees in front of me, the apricot yellow eyes stared at me tightly, I trembled and wanted to change the thing back, but I knew that it would not work at this time, it would only let the lame old man find out.

Squeak, the lame old man stared at me for a minute, and the sound of the joints moving again appeared, perhaps it was the spirit talisman of the Taoist priest who played a role, and the lame old man slowly turned his head back, knocked on the iron rod and continued to walk forward.

"Didn't you say you came to find those two cleaners? What's the matter. "The Daoist is a little unhappy, I know that he is afraid that I will provoke the lame old man, and once the fight starts, he will definitely waste spirit runes and essence blood, which will increase the cost for him.

Although this lame old man was not the purpose of my visit, he committed suicide when he left with Xiao Qiang last night, Xiao Qiang didn't come back all night, and I was almost strangled to death, I also want to find out what happened last night, why did this lame old man commit suicide.

The most important thing is that Qian Shengnan and his family always come to the morgue, I think it is impossible for this lame old man not to know, his death may or may not have something to do with Qian Shengnan's family.

Picking up what I had in hand, I realized that it was a work permit," said the mortuary administrator - Dong Fengzi. ”

Why is this name so familiar, I frowned and thought, by the way, I heard Cheng Hong say this Dong Fengzi, wasn't it Cheng Lishen's partner ten years ago? Cheng Hong personally told me that his father used to have two partners who did business together, but in the end, they did not end well, and Dong Fengzi was one of them.

Cheng Hong personally told me that Dong Fengzi is dead, but now it seems that he is not dead at all, and he has been an administrator in this morgue for ten years.

No, Cheng Hong's father would be about fifty years old if he was alive, but this lame old man looks like he is seventy or eighty, is it a duplicate name?

I thought to myself, and suddenly saw a figure on the left flashing over, because the aisle was too dark, even if it was not far away, I couldn't see it clearly, but in my posture, it looked like Qian Shengnan.

Signaling to the fallen Taoist priest, we quietly followed, and soon came to an iron door, the color of the iron door is white, but it has been covered with rust, coupled with the corrosion of water vapor, it looks a little green, this door is very familiar to me, it was here last night, I was almost strangled to death.

This is the mortuary.

I wanted to go in and have a look, this time I asked for the opinion of the Taoist priest, who nodded slightly, and I carefully opened a crack in the door and looked inside.

The rain sprinklers had been turned on, the water was splashing down, and there were two people standing underneath, their backs to me and not undressing, the sanitation clothes had been completely wet, but they didn't feel anything at all.

"Wife, it's time for us to wash our hair."

"Wash your hair."

Judging from the voice, they are really Qian Shengnan's two sons, these two guys actually came to the morgue to wash their hair, the strange thing is that they are all standing in the water to take a bath, haven't their heads been washed?

Just when I was wondering, I saw two people's hands slowly reaching behind their necks, and it was the first time I saw their hands, because every time I saw them, they were wearing gloves.

Their hands were very white with faint red spots, and my Cangzi was a little dumb, because I knew that these spots were not skin diseases, but corpse wounds, and corpses that only appeared after the corpses had been frozen and thawed.

How can a living person's hand have a corpse?

"Wash your hair, wash your hair."

Qian Shengnan's words were gentle, but in this dim corpse room, it was particularly weird, his hand slowly untied the plastic steel neck sleeve, revealing the neck inside, and behind the neck was a slow circle of sutures, those sutures were not ordinary synthetic threads, but a kind of fleshy sutures, and this kind of thread was very thick, it looked like a small earthworm.

Qian Shengnan pulled the fleshy thread, and then pulled it hard to the side, a large amount of blood emerged from those eyes because of the squeezing, and the dark black blood had a fishy smell, which made my brows furrow.

All the threads were dragged down, Qian Shengnan wrapped the meat thread around his wrist, and then grabbed the neck on his head with his hand and pulled it hard, boom, a large pool of blood sprayed out along his neck, and he actually took his head off.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, no wonder Qian Shengnan always wears a plastic steel neck sleeve, it turned out to cover up the incision on his neck, he is a ghost at all.

Although his head was taken off, Qian Shengnan's body was still moving, just watch him hold his head with both hands and start rinsing, tearing off the carrion from the neck wound, and all the dirty blood in it was cleaned again.

Dirty blood flowed down little by little, and even broken vertebrae could be seen inside, what the hell are these two guys, what is the purpose of coming out of the day and coming to me.

Just when I was thinking nonsense, I found that Hou Shengyu was not moving, the head in her hand was now being washed face back, her eyes were staring straight at the crack in the door, her eyes were staring at me, her blood-colored eyes were cruel and murderous, and the big mouth on her dull face was open, revealing sharp fangs.

I secretly scolded myself in my heart for being careless, my attention was on Qian Shengnan, and I didn't pay attention to this Hou Shengyu, I saw two people turn around with their heads and began to walk towards me step by step.

My legs were frightened, I closed the door as soon as I could, and ran away with the Taoist priest, who also saw the process of washing my hair through the crack in the door, and followed me to the corner of the wall.

Bang, the iron door was opened heavily, and the heavy footsteps accompanied by the sound of water splashing walked step by step towards the corner where I was.