The night is cold, the interior lights are dim, and there is a breeze blowing outside the window. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, in the funeral home of Linjiang City, Qin Kun took off his gloves, walked out of the sewing room with a long sigh of relief, and lit three sticks of incense on the offering table.

"Rest in peace, I don't know the scriptures, so I will ask an old monk to recite the scriptures to you another day."

The breeze rolled up the yellow paper in the brazier, the sparks flew, the incense flickered brightly and darkly, hearing Qin Kun's words, and then there was a commotion for a while, and gradually calmed down.

On the third floor of the Linjiang City Funeral Parlor, it was dark outside, and Qin Kun was the only one left in the empty building. He looked at the beautiful female corpse in front of him, the wound on her face had been stitched up to the level, and slowly pushed her into the freezer.

Walking out of the funeral home, Qin Kun greeted the doorman, "Uncle Qu, I'm leaving." ”

There was a Yue opera on the radio, and Uncle Qu in the guard room didn't raise his head and said: "The dead don't say stay, the living don't say leave, Xiao Qin, you have been working in the funeral home for almost two years, you have to pay attention in the future." ”

Qin Kun smiled and said he knew.

The last bus in the neighborhood also got off work, but it didn't matter, Qin Kun rode his bicycle and slowly drove towards the city, his nightlife had just begun.

The funeral parlor is located in the western suburbs of Linjiang City, because it is located in the middle of nowhere, and there is a haunted legend, almost no one will drive through here at night, especially at night, when the yin qi is the heaviest, even if the brave driver will find a long way to detour. On the main road, Qin Kun was soaring fast, the cool breeze dispelled the summer heat, and the feeling of monopolizing a highway alone was not bad.

Didi――

The sound of a horn came, and two bright lights appeared in the corner in front of Qin Kun, making Qin Kun stunned.

This road is not much in the evening when it comes to encountering drivers.

Qin Kun saw a taxi coming towards him and stopped beside him, the driver was still an acquaintance.

"Master Qin, just got off work? Giving you a ride? ”

Qin Kun is not very old, only 22 years old, but at the age of 16, he went out of the society and became an old man, coupled with the special profession, he belongs to the craftsman's business, and most people who know him will call him Master Qin.

"Hehe, Lao Kuang, no need, I'll ride back to exercise. Are you running to the western suburbs so late to pick up people? ”

Qin Kun greeted with a smile and lit a cigarette at the same time.

The driver, Master Kuang, saw the fire and wrinkled his nose: "I took a big order tonight, pick someone up to the city, give 200 yuan, you really don't want to take a ride?" I don't charge you money. ”

Qin Kun waved his hand: "No need, hurry up and pick up someone." I'll go first, too. ”

Master Kuang saw that Qin Kun didn't get into the car, and he didn't continue to invite, "Master Qin, take less money." Smoke is not good for the body! I'll pick you up next time I drop by! "Let's drive away.

Qin Kun looked at the car driving in the direction of the funeral home, and sighed in his heart: Lao Kuang, you have been dead for three months, and you are still so dedicated, I also admire it!

Three months ago, there was a series of car accidents in Linjiang, and it was said that a taxi driver had low blood sugar, hit three cars along the way, drove down the overpass, and the taxi driver died on the spot. It was Master Kuang who died, and it was Qin Kun who helped sew up the body.

Qin Kun has been in the undertaker business for two years, and he knows that some people will still live according to the way they used to after death, this kind of strange thing may not be believed by many people, but the old people who have worked in the funeral home know it, and most of them have seen it, so it is not surprising.

On the empty and unmanned road, the bicycle was fast, Qin Kun rode all the way to the Third Ring Road, Master Kuang caught up from behind, passed by, and pressed the horn twice to say hello. Qin Kun saw a woman sitting in the back of the taxi, with a gorgeous face, fair skin, and a scar on her face, which was the woman he had just stitched.

The woman waved her hand at Qin Kun in the window, and the taxi drove away.

Qin Kun stopped the car, stared blankly at the tail smoke, and suddenly shouted: "Lao Kuang! Why don't you park me!! ”

……

Xixiang Street, Linjiang City, Night Charm Bar.

The end of the day's boring and tiring work, the night, belongs to the hustle and bustle.

Qin Kun has a taciturn personality and does not have many friends, so he can be regarded as a frequent customer of the bar on weekdays.

Xixiang Street is a bar street in Linjiang City, rich in night culture, sitting in the corner of the booth, Qin Kun looked at the resident singer on the stage, his expression was a little speechless: she is special...... I'm really good at choosing a place!

On the stage is a new female lead singer, singing Faye Wong's 'Easily Injured Woman', her voice is sad, her brows are frowned, her timbre is very good, but this song was sung by her too sadly, and the women in the audience were satisfied, but the men who drank stopped doing it.

As soon as the singing fell, several men in the audience who drank too much coaxed: "Sister! Let's have a cheerful song! Brother will send you a flower basket! ”

The heroine smiled sweetly: "My little sister is here for the first time, and I will present these three songs today, I hope that all my brothers and sisters will support me in the future." ”

After speaking, he bowed, ignored the objections of the audience, and walked backstage.

On the stage, a male singer took the microphone, heard the men scolding, and hurriedly told a few meat jokes, and warmed up the venue again.

Not long after Qin Kun saw the female lead singer walking into the backstage, he changed his costume and walked out, and sat in the booth not far from him, so he straightened his clothes and walked over with wine.

"Good singing, Miss Xu."

Qin Kun said hello and sat down beside her without her consent.

Even if the female lead singer wears heavy makeup, she can see that she has a good foundation, fair skin, delicate facial features, ten fingers painted with red nail polish, studded with diamonds, cool feet on her feet, and straight legs with elasticity. But the only fly in the ointment is that she has a scar on her face, which can't be covered up even with heavy makeup.

When the heroine singer saw Qin Kun, her expression was stunned, as if she didn't expect to see him here.

"Master Qin, I didn't expect you to come to a place like a bar."

The woman's eyes were a little playful, Qin Kun touched his nose and smiled: "The working environment is not good, the pressure is high, I have to find a place to relax." I didn't expect to run into you tonight, we really have a fate. ”

The woman's expression was a little unnatural, but it was fleeting, and in an instant, the little woman's demeanor was revealed, and she said coquettishly: "You have seen everyone look at it today, don't you invite people to a glass of wine?" ”

The woman's attitude was ambiguous, she sat a little closer, the loose robe hung down, her chest was unobstructed, Qin Kun lowered her head, and she could vaguely see the two protrusions on her chest looming in the caftan . The woman and Qin Kun were very close, and the smell of cosmetics mixed with the smell of alcohol permeated his surroundings, and Qin Kun could still smell a faint stench among these smells.

Well, the corpse stinks.

The female lead singer in front of her is the woman who sat and left with Master Kuang at night, named Xu Shan, and she is also one of the corpses that Qin Kun stitched up today.

Qin Kun was not used to being leaned on by a corpse like this, so he sat down a little, snapped his fingers and called the waiter, ordered a cup of Rangina, and handed it to Xu Shan.

"Miss Xu, I came from the western suburbs at night, not just to sing a few songs, right?" Qin Kun saw that Xu Shan had Ranjina before he asked.

For more than a year, Xu Shan can be regarded as one of the most beautiful deceased he has ever seen, well-behaved, with a literary temperament, and her age looks like she is only about 28 years old, Qin Kun remembered that there were many tattoos and cigarette scars on her body, and guessed that she should not look as innocent as she seems.

Moreover, her body was slashed 16 times, Qin Kun didn't know how much revenge this girl had caused and could be cut like that.

After seeing Xu Shan being pulled away by Master Kuang tonight, Qin Kun was furious, Master Kuang died when he died, and he dared to drive to the funeral home to pull business, who invented burning cars and mobile phones for dead people in these years, isn't this adding to the chaos!

Xu Shan looked at Qin Kun with a smile, because her face was stitched up, which made her smile extremely unnatural: "Master Qin, will the current mortuary also care so much?" I'm here to take revenge today, are you going to stop me? ”

Xu Shan's gums were a little bruised, and her teeth had become sharp and charred with blood stains on them. She licked her tongue, her pupils had shrunk to the size of a pinpoint, revealing large whites of her eyes, meeting her gaze, which made people uncomfortable.

Qin Kun felt a cold wind blowing on his face and shivered.

Three watches in the middle of the night, female ghosts seek revenge, he naturally can't control so much about this kind of thing, he is an undertaker, and there is nothing to show off except for being praised by the curator himself. Knowing Xu Shan is just a work need, speaking of Xu Shan is still his 'customer', which industry is not customer first now? His performance bonus still has to be scored by the relatives of the deceased, and if the score is low, he will not get the bonus.

"There is revenge, there is revenge, Miss Xu, if you want to kill someone, I can't stop you, and I don't want to stop you. But you're already a ghost, so there's no need to come out in a corpse to make waves, right? This corpse will be cremated tomorrow, and my appearance will be tossed and rotten, and I will have to clean it up! I've worked so hard all day, and there are so many corpses waiting for me to clean up at the funeral home, I can't waste all my time on you. ”

Qin Kun lit a cigarette, his expression a little embarrassed.

Xu Shan stared at Qin Kun resentfully, and found that he only mentioned work, and didn't seem to put himself in his eyes at all, his small mouth opened, and he spewed out a breath of black gas, Qin Kun's surroundings, the temperature plummeted, and he found that the surroundings were dark, and the bar suddenly became empty, leaving only Xu Shan opposite, looking at himself with bleeding eyes.

The smell was permeated, Qin Kun fanned his nose, and said helplessly: "Miss Xu, what are you doing here?" ”

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Xu Shan's eyes: "Why do you want to care about me too?" ”

Qin Kun spread out his hand, his expression was a little innocent: "I really didn't think about you, you obediently send the body back, even if you slaughter all the people in this bar tonight, it's none of my business." ”

"And what if I don't?"

Qin Kun sighed, closed his eyes, made a vertical mark on his forehead with his index finger, and when he opened his eyes again, Qin Kun's eyes, which could never be refreshed, suddenly became pitch black and cold. The darkness quickly receded, and the surrounding area was noisy again.

Xu Shan looked around in disbelief, and Qin Kun broke her 'ghost hitting the wall' with a wave of her hand, which made her feel a little dazed, and then panic rose in her heart.

Qin Kun sat down beside Xu Shan, put his arms around Xu Shan's neck, and said in a low voice: "Miss Xu, disobedient ghosts are not welcomed. ”

Xu Shan suddenly felt that Qin Kun's arms were like iron hoops, and he couldn't move when he was pressed, those eyes were as deep as an abyss, Xu Shan glanced at each other, as if he was trapped in it, and there was a sharp pain in his mind, but he couldn't say a word.

Qin Kun stroked the top of Xu Shan's head, grabbed it with his big hand, Xu Shan's soul was directly dragged out, and the corpse immediately softened and leaned on Qin Kun.

Xu Shan's ghost was held in the palm of Qin Kun's hand, and Xu Shan was stunned to find that he had come to an urn.

"Don't think about revenge, stay honest with me."

Looking at Qin Kun carrying his corpse and walking towards the outside of the bar, it was as absurd and terrifying as a hunter who came to the bar to hunt Yanyan with his prey tonight.

A waiter ran over to stop Qin Kun: "Sir, you can't take her out, she's the resident singer of our bar......"

Qin Kun tilted his head sideways and glared at the waiter: "Get out!" ”

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