My name is Lin Hao and I am 25 years old. I've been doing this for five years, but I haven't figured out what happened last night.

It all started at half past eleven last night. As usual, I was lying on the bed in the dormitory of the funeral home watching a horror movie, and the walkie-talkie at the bedside suddenly "banged", and then a voice came, "Haozi, come out and help." ”

As soon as I heard this, I picked up the walkie-talkie and hurried out. Because it was no one else who spoke, but Uncle Zhao, the driver of the funeral home.

Although the work in the middle of the night was a little out of place, Uncle Zhao called me and must have sent another corpse.

Under the dark night sky, the two headlights of the funeral car were a little dazzling. I was slightly stunned, why did he park the car at the gate?

"Uncle, the car broke down?"

Looking at the old Uncle Zhao who was squatting next to the car and smoking a cigarette, I walked over quickly.

"Well, the rear tire blew out!"

Uncle Zhao didn't raise his head and replied in a muffled voice, I didn't care about the "oh" sound. A flat tire is not a big deal, at most it takes a little effort to drag the body back to the dressing room.

"Didn't any family members come?" I casually walked to the back compartment and opened the door.

"Haozi, wait a minute!" Just as I was about to get into the carriage, Uncle Zhao suddenly jumped over and grabbed my arm. My body, which was about to board the carriage, couldn't help but pause and retreated.

"What's wrong, uncle?" I was puzzled for a moment, and then I realized that his whole face was unusually solemn.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! Uncle Zhao shook his head, lowered his head and smoked again.

"Are you alright?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt bad in my heart.

Uncle Zhao is an old driver of the funeral parlor, he has been working for nearly 20 years, not to mention other times, after I came here, I have never seen him look so bad, there must be something wrong with this!

It's just, what can happen to an ordinary corpse? Don't say it's going to cheat corpses or anything, I don't believe it!

To be honest, after five years of working in the funeral home, I have taken over not a thousand but hundreds of corpses, and I have never seen the so-called fraudulent corpses.

Of course, there are a few "supernatural" incidents occasionally, but in the end, it is the human body's magnetic field that makes ghosts, not real ghosts!

Uncle Zhao didn't want to say more, so I didn't have to ask again, so I was going to drag the body down first and get it back to the dressing room.

This time he didn't stop me, but threw away the cigarette butt and got into the car first.

I was stunned by his unusual behavior, but I didn't ask much and followed in.

Putting on my mask and gloves, I uncovered the corpse cloth. An incredibly familiar face comes into view!

"Little ...... Little Spirit? "I shuddered, and the corpse cloth slipped straight from my hands!

In an instant, there was a "buzz" in my mind like five thunderbolts, and my body stiffened in place!

My mouth was wide open and I wanted to breathe, but I felt like I was suffocating!

"What's wrong Haozi?"

Uncle Zhao's face sank, I took a deep breath, endured the discomfort in my heart, and said, "She...... How did she die? ”

"Car accident!" Old Uncle Zhao's voice was a little dull, "Do you know?" ”

"Hmm!"

"A friend!"

I held back and didn't let my grief come out.

A friend? Scold! That was my first love......

"People die like lights going out, don't be too sad!" Old Uncle Zhao sighed and patted me on the shoulder!

In fact, it's nothing, after I just saw that the corpse sent by Uncle Zhao last night was Xiao Ling, I was just inexplicably shocked, and then I felt sad about Xiao Ling's death!

But what happened next was completely beyond my understanding. Even in a trance, I felt a trace of fear, which quietly spread in my heart, but I could not find the source of the fear!

Here's how it happened. Seeing that the corpse sent by Uncle Zhao was Xiao Ling, I endured my grief and planned to send Xiao Ling to the body dressing room, and then bury Xiao Ling with my own makeup.

After all, the only thing I can do in this situation is to let her go to reincarnation beautifully.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling's corpse was so heavy that neither Uncle Zhao nor I could lift it!

Later, I learned that the tires were crushed by Xiaoling! In other words, she doesn't want to come to the funeral home at all, or according to our industry, Xiaoling doesn't want to be reincarnated!

I've thought about it, maybe it's the little spirit's wish that hasn't been fulfilled. But is this kind of ethereal thing real or fake?

And this kind of abnormality on Xiao Ling's body, I have never encountered it. Even Uncle Zhao, who has been pulling the corpse for nearly 20 years, is the first time he has encountered it.

He said that he had never pulled such a heavy corpse in his life!

In the end, Uncle Zhao and I found a trailer and spent nine years and two tigers to transport Xiao Ling back to the dressing room of the body, and then I buried her makeup!

This is what must be done, the corpse is transported, and if the makeup is not buried as soon as possible, it will be difficult to deal with it after a long time.

What I think is that when Xiaoling's parents come the next day, I will find an opportunity to talk to them and see if I can ask the mage to spend time with Xiaoling.

Although I don't believe in this kind of thing at all, it's about Xiaoling, and I still want her to go to reincarnation with peace of mind!

But things are far from being as simple as I thought. The next day, the spirit was gone!

Yes! The little spirit is gone!

I searched all the places in the funeral home, but I didn't find any trace of Xiaoling at all!

That's still next to me. When I woke up, I slept in the door of the dressing room! I remember that during the break, I slept in the dormitory.

And after learning that Xiao Ling was missing, Uncle Zhao flatly denied that he had brought the body last night, that is to say, he didn't admit everything that happened last night!

In a fit of rage, I rushed to the gate to confront him! But what made me stunned was that the funeral car with a flat tire was gone!

For a moment, I was completely confused, and I almost thought that my memory was confused, or that everything that happened last night was just a dream!

But I know that I can't go wrong with my memory. But what about Xiaoling? How can a corpse disappear silently? What's more, she is still unexpectedly heavy, and it is impossible to move her body silently......

Until the evening, I was still deeply immersed in this weirdness and bizarreness, and I couldn't extricate myself.

I even have some doubts, is all this the ghost of Uncle Zhao? But why is he doing this kind of thing?

Eventually, I shook my head and dispelled my doubts. Uncle Zhao's personality, who doesn't know the funeral home? Even if he suffers a loss, he will only smile and say, "Suffering a loss is a blessing!" ”

How could such an honest man do such a damned thing?

"Hey!"

I sighed and prepared to fall asleep. I just hope that when I wake up, these memories can be erased from my mind, in fact, I hope that all this is really just a dream, so that the little spirit will not die!

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie at the head of the bed "bang", and then a voice came, "Haozi, come out and help!" ”

Listening to Uncle Zhao's voice coming from the walkie-talkie, my heart trembled inexplicably.

After a brief moment of confusion, I picked up the walkie-talkie and walked out.

In the dark night, the two headlights of the funeral car are still dazzling. But I couldn't move my feet anymore!

Looking at the funeral car parked at the gate exactly as last night, my breathing began to become short, I didn't dare to imagine what was going to happen next, but I had a feeling that the corpse in the car in front of me was definitely Xiaoling!

"Whew!" I let out a long breath and walked up.

Regardless of whether the corpse in the car is Xiaoling or not, I have to go up and take a look. I want to know, what is Uncle Zhao doing?

My steps became more cautious, and I didn't know what I was worried about, maybe I was afraid of alarming Uncle Zhao, and then he suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes.

But I gradually realized that my worries seemed to be unnecessary. Uncle Zhao not only did not disappear, but also squatted next to the car smoking in the same posture as last night!

I couldn't stop jumping in my heart, and I dared to say, "Uncle, what about the car breakdown?" ”

I don't know why I asked this instead of rushing straight up to him!

I took a deep breath and waited quietly for his answer.

"Hmm!" Old Uncle Zhao replied in a muffled voice without raising his head.

"Got a flat tire?" My tone froze.

"Hmm!" Old Uncle Zhao still didn't look up.

This time, I finally couldn't help it, walked to the rear compartment in two steps, and pulled the car door up!

When I saw the corpse covered by the corpse cloth, I paused. But he still gritted his teeth, squatted down and uncovered the corpse cloth!

"Boom!" For a moment, my mind was like five thunderbolts!