Han Mo had no better way but to wait. Fortunately, with Lu Xinyao, a beautiful 'girl', by her side, Han Mo didn't feel bored for a long afternoon. The evil god was also bored, so he took out the small stake and quarreled with her.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Han Mo asked, "Xin Yao, call and ask, have the family of the deceased arrived?" ”

Lu Xinyao called and asked, and the answer was that the family of the deceased would only arrive tomorrow. She hung up the phone and said softly, "What now?" ”

"Go to the funeral home."

"Are two corpses really going to be corpses?" Lu Xinyao said in a low voice.

"Most likely ......"

Lu Xinyao nodded, started the car, and went to the funeral home. When I arrived at the Shiqu Funeral Home in Yuenan City, it was already dark. It's early winter, and it's getting dark early. Because in the morning, Han Mo said that the two corpses sent might be corpses, so Lu Xinyao asked the police who sent the corpses to coordinate with the funeral home to avoid misunderstandings.

The car stopped outside the funeral home, and the three jumped out of the car. A scrawny old man, like a dried corpse, opened the 'door' of the guard room and greeted him.

"Is it the Captain?"

"I am." Lu Xinyao showed her police officer ID, and the old man stared at it twice, before nodding and saying, "Please come with me." ”

With that, he turned and walked inside.

Lu Xinyao looked at his back and muttered, "Why is he so thin?" ”

Han Mo explained in a low voice: "Looking at his appearance, he has been working in the funeral home for many years. A funeral parlor is a place where corpses are destroyed, and corpses symbolize the traces of ghosts living in the human world.

Destroy the corpse of the ghost, and the ghost will naturally have resentment. If there is more resentment, people will be affected. ”

"Is there still this kind of 'door' in here?"

"That's right, just like the ancient Yizhuang, guard the Yizhuang until death, otherwise, no one will take over." Han Mo said softly: "In ancient times, guarding Yizhuang was more about inhaling corpse qi. At that time, the people who guarded Yizhuang looked even more terrifying. ”

"The young man is not an ordinary person, is he?" At this time, the old man who led the way turned around and grinned.

"What do you mean by that?"

"How could an ordinary person know so much." Han Mo shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and said, "Now that the Internet is developed, what else can't be known?" ”

The old man just smiled and didn't speak.

In the middle of the sound, the old man said quietly: "I am a lonely man, and I have worked in the Shiqu funeral parlor for fifteen or six years. The people here have changed again and again, it used to be fine, once a year, but now it is faster, sometimes once every six months, sometimes once every three months.

Moreover, people who come to work in funeral homes are getting better and better. ”

Lu Xinyao looked left and right, and whispered: "Just give me 20,000 yuan a month, and I won't come to work in the funeral home." ”

The old man smiled in a low voice, "Little girl, if you don't come, there are many people who are willing to come." The bereavers of Shiqu Funeral Home need to make up more than ten corpses a day, and their monthly salary is more than 20,000 yuan. ”

Han Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, the salary is so high, I am very moved to say it." ”

The old man laughed dryly, "Young man, you will be condescended to do this job." ”

"I think it's a lot of fun." Han Mo said lightly.

"Alright, here we are."

As they spoke, several people had already walked to the morgue. At this moment, there are still several staff members in the funeral home. Seeing the old man coming in with Han Mo and the others, they all looked over curiously.

It's already dark, and those who dare to come to the funeral home are either bold or have something.

However, in their eyes, people who come to the funeral home at night are fools. Don't look at the boldness of the funeral home staff, however, there are many taboos.

The staff of the funeral home saw the two corpses sent from the university today, and they were not less suspicious.

The morgue is large and cold......

Inside, the lights were dim, and more than a dozen corpses were neatly placed. In the corner, a twenty-seven, eighteen-year-old woman, dressed in white clothes, was sitting applying makeup to the corpse. She saw someone come in, glanced over, and went on with her work.

Lu Xinyao asked, "What about the two dried corpses sent in the morning?" ”

"In the freezer."

A funeral home staff said: "Those two corpses are old and terrifying, aren't you afraid when you come here at this time?" ”

Han Mo said lightly: "What is there to be afraid of?" ”

Several employees pursed their lips and looked at Han Mo with contempt.

"Alright, help carry the two corpses out and put them on the 'bed' to keep them warm." Hearing this, several employees looked at each other and "brought it out...... Warm up? ”

"That's right, it's winter, and you still put people in the freezer, and be careful to crawl into your bed in the middle of the night to keep warm."

"Ah......h

Several employees were full of fear, and it was estimated that in their hearts, they greeted Han Mozu one by one for the eighteenth generation. The old man who brought Han Mo and them here said, "Don't stand, hurry up and carry the two corpses out." ”

"Do you really want to bring it out?"

"Lift it out."

Han Mo waved his hand, and the four employees looked at each other, and then moved the two corpses out and placed them on the 'bed' board. The two corpses were covered in ice, and the four employees were taken aback, "How can this be, the temperature of the freezer is not too low." ”

One of the employees opened another freezer and looked inside, and said with a frightened face: "This corpse has been sitting for three days, and it hasn't frozen, it's not frozen......"

"What?"

"Okay, don't bother, hurry out, and help me close the 'door' by the way." Han Mo said to the funeral home staff.

Several employees didn't know what Han Mo's origin was, but someone had already greeted him earlier, so they didn't dare to disobey, and turned around and exited the funeral home.

Han Mo walked up to the 'girl' who was painting the corpse and said, "You go out too." ”

"I want to work."

"Hehe, beautiful 'girl', I advise you to go out quickly, otherwise, don't blame me if you're scared later." The 'female' glared at Han Mo coldly, and continued to thrush the corpse in front of him.

The corners of Han Mo's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and his finger pointed at the armpit of the corpse, and the corpse's closed eyes opened suddenly.

"Ah......h

The 'woman' was gathering the 'essence' to help the corpse thrush, and the corpse's eyes suddenly opened, and she screamed in fright. Han Mo tapped his fingers twice, and the stiff body of the corpse sat up suddenly.

"Mom, it's a corpse."

The 'woman' couldn't stay any longer, jumped up from the stool, and ran out of the morgue.

"Run, run...... Deceived corpses. ”

Han Mo stomped his feet on the spot, his mouth kept shouting, the 'female' screamed a few times, and ran away. Lu Xinyao glanced at the corpse sitting up in fear, "Really, really deceived the corpse?" ”

Han Mo said: "I ordered a few 'holes' in the corpse, so that the corpse reacted and scared away this bold girl." ”

"You're so bad, even I was scared." Lu Xinyao said angrily.

"Evil God, close the door."

"Where is the corpse cheating......"

As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, shouts sounded outside the morgue, and I saw the staff of the funeral home rushing in with shovels and sticks, looking left and right.

"What are you doing here?"

"Xiao Leng just said that he cheated the corpse, let's take a look at ......"

The old man glanced at Han Mo, then waved his hand, "Everyone go out, there is no corpse." ”

"Close the door."

With a click, the morgue 'door' shut. There are three people in the huge morgue. The cold wind gusted, and the cold was to the bone......