"Oh, brother, what have you been busy with lately?" A person who listens to the voice can feel that this is an extremely sleek person, but this person not only acts tactfully, but also acts boldly, his name is Fu Shanhe, he works in a funeral home, some people die, and they have to change into good clothes when they are buried, right? If it's a woman, how much makeup, be decent, that's all he does.

So, he often had weird dreams.

So, he is a frequent visitor to dream interpreters.

Therefore, every time he comes to interpret the dream, he gets a 20% discount......

"Brother Shan, aren't you busy these days?" The plum wind blew the noodles on the chopsticks and said perfunctorily.

Fu Shanhedao: "What are you busy with, who has nothing to do and dies every day, isn't it?" ”

With a pop, the noodles that Li Zifeng had just stuffed into his mouth sprayed directly back into the bowl, which made the dry night walk look disgusted, and he immediately put down his chopsticks and lost his appetite.

"Hey, brother, is this going to be busy? If you're not busy, come to my funeral home and encounter something. Fu Shanhe's voice suddenly became serious.

Li Zifeng said: "In the field, I have to rush back tonight at the earliest, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, if you can come back, come back quickly, this matter, the money is easy to say, my brother will not treat you badly, I will definitely give enough."

Li Zifeng said impatiently: "What do you say, you businessmen have always only said half of it, and they don't ask you about the market price, how good it is for you to explain it directly." ”

Fu Shanhe sneered and said: "Brother, the funeral home sent a female corpse, his grandmother's is still alive." ”

"You said that the female corpse is alive, isn't it a contradiction?" Plum air duct.

"It's a contradiction, the family said that she died in a car accident, she died for several days, and when she sent it, she was hard, she couldn't wear clothes, and she looked miserable when she died, but when we put makeup on her, she ...... There was no expression on her face, and it was a bit like she was laughing at the corners of her mouth. ”

Li Zifeng smiled disdainfully: "You people, you like to scare yourself, although I don't do your job, and I don't understand this thing, but when people die, their muscles lose their strength, won't they return to their original form?" Isn't there a natural expressionlessness on the face? What provokes the corners of your mouth to smile, it is because you think too much, or it may be that your makeup artist's skills are too good. ”

"Brother, don't make fun of your brother, the corpse is soft, and there is still temperature to the touch, I have heard that people will get cold when they die, but have you heard that the corpse will still produce body temperature after it is cold? We notified the family, the family members scolded us on the phone without saying a word, this thing can't be done, the real master of ghost hunting in the city, just your family, Boss Chao doesn't know where to go, the phone has been shut down, you come back quickly, no one dares to go to work in our employees, if it goes on like this, I can't do business. ”

Yes, people are alive, and making money is greater than the sky.

Li Zifeng fully understood Fu Shanhe's mood, so he said, "In the evening, I'll call you when I go back to the city in the evening." ”

"Eh, okay, okay, hurry up, come back early, I'll entertain you tonight, and we'll meet you." It can't be said that people who do business are slamming the door, but it can only be said that Fu Shanhe is still very picky, otherwise he wouldn't have shouted for a 20% discount after coming to interpret the dream twice.

But this time, he went to the Qunying Club to have a treat, it was a bloody investment, the Qunying Club is the top restaurant in the city, and the ordinary people are never willing to go, the minimum consumption in it is 888, and then up, 1888, 2888, and even higher hidden recipes can be obtained for you, provided that as long as you have money.

Li Zifeng knows very well what this Fu Shanhe is like, this guy can't say the truth without a word in his mouth, he doesn't know what the truth is at all, he thinks that something must have happened in the funeral home, but Fu Shanhe is embarrassed to say it for face or other reasons, so he has to meet and talk in detail.

"If you have something to do, you can go back to the city in a while, it's not too far, you can rush back tonight." ”

Li Zifeng waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have to go back to the mountain first." ”

"What for?" Dry night walk puzzled.

"Go back to the cave where you live, see if you can find any clues, you are seriously injured, find a café in the town and wait for me first." Plum air duct.

It is indeed painful to walk in the dry night, Li Zifeng's blood can heal his wounds quickly, but it can't heal his bones quickly in a short time, maybe this person is naturally peculiar.

Driving back to the original location, Li Zifeng got into the cave, flashlighted, and then returned to the place where the retort died, and there was nothing else except a puddle of slimy liquid on the ground and organ parts.

The place where the retort eye lives is very simple, it is a naturally formed cave, on the ground of the inner cave, there are often centipede scorpions crawling over, and the place where he sleeps is a squirrel, the original color of the slate is no longer clear, and the retort eye has been lying on it for many years, and the liquid on his body is immersed in the slate, and the slate has already been dyed black, and the appearance is almost pulped.

In addition, I only found a watch more than 70 years ago in the cave, and a Japanese-style military kettle, no other clues, and the stone wall in the cave was full of my guilt, maybe he wanted to repent, or did he feel that he was too painful and did too many sins, so he became like this?

The question is, what happened to him, what did he go through, to become like this?

The military kettle was left in the cave, and the watch Li Zifeng brought with him, but he found nothing of value at all, and the bones of the retort were left in the cave, and countless ants on the ground had climbed on his carrion and feasted on it.

After all, for the weak ants, the corpse with the eyes is undoubtedly a gluttonous feast.

When he was about to leave the cave, Li Zifeng endured his nausea, used his fingers to dip the mucus in the brain cavity of the retort, and licked it with the tip of his tongue, and sure enough, no picture flashed, indeed, the blood of the dead or any body fluids will no longer bring their memories, Chao Qingfeng said it before.

The retort must be dead, a monster that might have allowed him to find a clue, and it's gone.

Li Zifeng sighed, and on the way back, he thought: That killer knows me, he must know a lot of clues about me, and it's a pity that he died at my hands, alas. This retort was not familiar to me, but he had seen me, and could at least get some clues about me from his memory, but he died at the hands of the man in black.

Who is the Man in Black?

Why was it so decisive? Directly killed the retort eye, turned his head and left, who is he? Why are you here?

Thinking about it, the only person Li Zifeng can think of is only one!