"Uncle, what do you say now?" I got out of the car and walked up to Uncle Zhao, my face turned cold!

To be honest, I really don't understand, Uncle Zhao has lived for most of his life, isn't he afraid of being punished by God if he tosses a corpse like this?

Or, he's just teasing me. But in this world, who would joke about corpses? Is there a brain disease?

The anger in my heart is burning, although Uncle Zhao is equivalent to half of my master, but the joke is not like this!

"How?" Old Uncle Zhao looked at me suspiciously, looking like he didn't know what I was talking about at all.

I sneered in my heart, now that it's all like this, he is still pretending to be confused. Am I stupid or is he stupid?

"Why did you remove Xiao Ling's body and pull it back now?"

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, when it comes to this, I don't believe he can still pretend!

But what I didn't expect was that he was stunned, and then said, "Remove the body? Pull it back? ”

"Haozi, what do you say?"

"Fever?" As he spoke, he reached out and touched my forehead.

"Old Uncle Zhao!"

I almost let out a low cry! I'm really angry this time, it's already like this, he's still pretending?

Isn't it interesting to keep pretending? Fooling me for being a fool?

"What's wrong Haozi?" Old Uncle Zhao looked completely stunned!

When he asked, for a moment, I didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, I'll talk about it when I'm done." Seeing my glare, he smiled and patted me on the shoulder, and got into the carriage himself.

"Haozi, go and push the cart over. This corpse is so heavy, I have never pulled such a heavy corpse in my life! ”

When he said the last sentence, his voice seemed a little solemn, as if there was a hint of worry.

After listening to his words, I took a deep breath and got busy.

Anyway, it's good that Xiaoling is back. And he did enough to act, even the makeup I gave to Xiao Lingfu last night was wiped off, and I have to make it up immediately after that. Otherwise, I really want to ask her, what does he mean by doing this?

In fact, I didn't carefully observe Uncle Zhao's expression from beginning to end. How can a person act so similarly?

Confused, confused, if you really do something wrong, the moment you are exposed, it will definitely be shown in your eyes. But Uncle Zhao - no......

Just like last night, Xiao Ling did not return to her normal weight because of her disappearance. By the time the work was over, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

Old Uncle Zhao said hello and went home. Looking at his slightly rickety back, I shook my head, "Forget it, if you don't admit it, you won't admit it, as long as Xiaoling comes back!" ”

I lit a cigarette and sat down at the door of the dressing room, somehow, without the slightest sleep.

Look at the starry night sky. The silent funeral parlor did not even have a trace of the breath of the living, and it only sounded like the sound of insects and my breathing.

I smiled bitterly, what was I thinking, a place like a funeral parlor was a place for the dead, and who would stay here at night.

What's more, on Saturday and Sunday, there are people who are alive and called strange things!

As for me, hehe, where can an orphan go on vacation? It's considered to be on duty for the funeral home, and it's okay to take care of food and housing!

"Whew!" A cool breeze hit me, and I couldn't help but shiver.

In September in the north, the weather has turned cooler, and if you don't pay attention, you are really prone to colds.

I got up and went into the dressing room, looked at Xiao Ling, sighed in my heart, and withdrew.

The night sky suddenly turned dark, and when I looked up, there were already dark clouds, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Closing the door to the dressing room, I turned back to my dormitory. I didn't know what I was thinking, but I still didn't feel the slightest sleep. After a long time, I quietly fell asleep.

…………

"Haozi, Haozi?"

"Huh?" I opened my eyes in a daze, and a ray of sunlight pierced in.

"Old Uncle Zhao?" I was puzzled and quickly sat up.

"That's not right!" I looked at my surroundings in a daze, how could I sleep outside?

"Haozi, what are you sleeping here?" Old Uncle Zhao looked puzzled.

"I ......"

I don't know, how do I sleep here?

Suddenly, a scene from yesterday came to mind, and my body stiffened in place!

Just yesterday, Uncle Zhao woke me up, and I also slept in this place, even the things he was carrying in his hands were exactly the same!

For a moment, I froze! I didn't dare to look back, I was afraid that when I turned around, I would be behind me the door of the dressing room.

But I know that this is the door to the dressing room, and even if I don't look back, it will still stand here!

I stared at Uncle Zhao, trying to peek out a trace of information from his face to trick me, but unfortunately, he just looked puzzled, simply confused!

I snorted and pushed open the door to the dressing room. I wish the things I was thinking about wouldn't happen, but when I saw the scene inside, I froze in place!

"The little spirit is gone!"

Exactly like yesterday, Xiao Ling's body quietly disappeared.

In an instant, I rushed to several other places in the funeral home like crazy, but there was no shadow of Xiaoling!

That's right, the funeral car! Thinking of the funeral car, I immediately rushed to the gate. But at this time, there is no funeral car.

Just like yesterday's scene, the funeral car with a flat tire has disappeared!

"What's wrong Haozi?" Old Uncle Zhao, who caught up closely, looked like he didn't know anything at all.

Seeing that he still pretended to be puzzled, I almost couldn't hold back the anger in my heart and started beating people!

I took a deep breath, tried to calm myself down, and said coldly: "Uncle, if you've had enough, I'll hand over Xiaoling's body when you've had enough!" ”

"Little Spirit?"

"Haozi, what's the little spirit here, are you okay?"

"Wait, what did you say?" Old Uncle Zhao's face suddenly became difficult to look at.

"Haozi, you can't talk nonsense, what do you mean that you've had enough, and when you've had enough, you'll hand over Xiaoling's body?"

"Don't say that I don't know this little spirit in your mouth, even if I do, she is a corpse, you mean I'm playing"

The word "corpse", Uncle Zhao swallowed back, but from his ugly expression, I knew that he had misunderstood me.

However, as soon as he reminded me like this, my heart suddenly shook, could it be that the honest old Uncle Zhao in front of me is a pervert?

But how is this possible? He has been in the funeral home for so many years, and he has come into contact with female corpses, not a thousand, but hundreds of them, and it is not for nothing that he is young and beautiful, but why have I never heard this kind of rumor?

But if it weren't for him to make a ghost, how could Xiao Ling's corpse disappear?

After Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he left with a calm face and brushed his hands. And I fell into this whirlpool and couldn't get out!

Until the evening, I was still thinking about Xiao Ling's question, how could a corpse disappear silently? Is this incident the ghost of Uncle Zhao?

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and I was staring at my phone, with two minutes to go until half past eleven!

Because I know that the night before and last night, the walkie-talkie rang around half past eleven, and the difference between before and after was less than a minute or two!

If it's really Uncle Zhao who is playing tricks, I feel that tonight, he will definitely send Xiao Ling here!

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie "banged", and a life-threatening voice came from inside, "Haozi, come out and help!" ”

Listening to this voice, anger rose in my heart, and I almost threw the walkie-talkie to the ground!

I pinched the walkie-talkie, gritted my teeth and walked out.

Sure enough, the funeral car stopped at the gate again, the headlights pierced my eyes, I raised my hand to block it, and walked over quickly!

"Uncle! What the hell do you mean! ”

When I got to me, I yelled. At this point, I can't take it anymore!

"Huh?" Uncle Zhao finally stopped smoking with his head bored, but looked at me with an inexplicable expression.

Seeing that he was still pretending to be confused, I couldn't help but smash the walkie-talkie directly in his face!

If he had been a young man, I don't think I would have endured it until now!

All of this is definitely his doing! Don't even think about it!

But why didn't he admit it?

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind - necrophilia?

Thinking of this possibility, I was shocked and almost ran away!

"Uncle, you have to give me an explanation tonight, otherwise, I will call the police immediately!"

My tone was extremely cold, and my heart could be described as angry, this person who I regarded as an elder turned out to be a pervert?