Wang Feixiang looked at it professionally, took the death certificate, glanced at it, and said:

"Yo, I'm only 18 years old. You tell the family to ask them to call a few people to help carry it.

Then he entered the morgue without looking back, and the morgue was a one-story building, and the large rooms of several houses were torn apart.

This room may have been deprived of sunlight for a long time, and a layer of white lime was sprinkled on the damp walls of the room.

Wang Feixiang turned on the light familiarly when he entered the door, and a smell of disinfectant water came to him, the smell was a little pungent, the milky white walls in the room, and the dark yellow floor.

A corpse lay flat on a stretcher on the east side of the room.

The corpse was completely covered in a white cloth, and it was not clear whether it was a man or a woman, old or young.

I glanced to the right and glanced at me, and I went.

Seven or eight corpses were neatly stacked in the Westinghouse, and in the rows of tin cabinets that resembled supermarket shelves, there was also a corpse's hand exposed, and the corpse's hand was black, and people couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Wang Feixiang tapped me with his hand and handed me a pair of masks and a pair of rubber gloves.

Say, "Put it on."

Just then, the old handyman led the three men in. A family member of the deceased walked up to Wang Feixiang and stuffed the red envelope into his pocket, Wang Feixiang was wearing a mask I couldn't see clearly, his expression.

Wang Feixiang didn't even let go, as if nothing happened, from the blue body bag stretched out.

I handed the other end over, I had done that thing, and I didn't know how to do it for a while.

Wang Feixiang was obviously a little angry, his fiery eyes were like hooks, and he kept staring at me, and finally he couldn't help it, and said to the old handyman:

"Lao Li, you come.

The old handyman looked at me strangely and took the blue body bag in my hand.

I stood by like a bystander, and I was embarrassed to be awkward.

Wang Feixiang obviously cooperated with the old handyman.

I saw Wang Feixiang walk to the head of the corpse, the head that was stuck in the corpse was raised, the old handyman held the corpse under the corpse with both hands, Wang Feixiang began to open the body bag and put the head of the corpse in, two people stood on the left and right sides of the corpse, one person was half-detached and held the corpse, and one person quickly pulled the body bag, and the action was skillful and capable.

Until the body is completely packed into the body bag, and there is no part of the body that is not exposed, this technique is definitely not practiced in a day or two. Even the family members next to them were stunned.

Then Wang Feixiang said to several other family members: "Let's get on the road!"

As soon as the stretcher truck came out of the morgue, the sound of firecrackers rang out again, and the crying that had just stopped was undulating.

A woman knelt beside the stretcher, pulling the stretcher to prevent her from leaving, while several women pulled her.

The woman clung to the corpse's arm and wept.

I looked closely at the woman, who was only about forty years old, and although she was pale and haggard, she did not hide her appearance.

We were stuck in the morgue courtyard, and I didn't know for a moment that if it ended, I was carrying the front of the stretcher, and I wouldn't stop walking.

Wang Feixiang is obviously more experienced than me, and he gave me a look.

As soon as I gritted my teeth and strode forward, an invisible sadness affected my emotions at that moment, and I was surprised to find that my right hand began to heat up.

I was shocked. I thought to myself, no! Do you see ghosts again, what kind of joke are you making in broad daylight! It was not that I was afraid of the corpse on the stretcher, but that I was afraid that my right hand would suddenly do something out of the ordinary, and how would I face the family of the deceased at that time.

My right hand holding the stretcher began to tremble violently, and everyone who carried the stretcher looked at me in a daze, and the look in his eyes made me feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Feixiang's angry eyes seemed to vent all his anger and incomprehension in his eyes.

I guess they must have thought I couldn't do it, and I was scared.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered what Uncle Ding said, dripping my own blood on my crazy right hand will stop the violent seven evil qi.

In a hurry, I threw off my left glove, stuffed my fingers into my mouth, gritted my teeth and a smell of blood melted into my mouth, I threw the blood on my right hand, and my right hand gradually regained its calmness.

When I turned around as I carried the stretcher to the back door of the funeral car, I found everyone staring at me in amazement. Wang Feixiang took off the mask and explained to the family:

This is the rule of our funeral home, and it should be bad to see blood before getting on the bus! One is safe.

An old man came up and said, "Wow! We understand, master, you have worked hard, take care of all the way.

I didn't turn around and got into the passenger seat, my mind was so messed up that I really didn't know how to explain it.

Wang Feixiang then loaded the body into the funeral car.

After a few brief words with the family, I didn't hear anything clearly, so I got in the car.

The old handyman walked to the window of the car and said, "Old Wang, remember it!"

Wang Feixiang was obviously still angry with me, and said angrily: "I know, let's go back and count it together!" started the car, and as soon as the car came out of the hospital, Wang Feixiang yelled:

"Which one do you give Lao Tzu, do you know it, the corpse can't be red on the road, even if you kid is nervous and pees your pants, but you must not be calm in this way of self-harm!

I bowed my head and said nothing, because I grew up watching Wang Feixiang.

He obviously realized that his tone was heavy, and then said in a bitter tone: "We do a good job, for your current young people, it is a little special, but there is a process in everything, and it will be good slowly, but this first step must be taken out."

When you die, all that is left is a skin, so don't take it personally.

I was also scared the first time, it was Lao Ding who taught me to drink, saying that if I drank too much, I would not be afraid, at that time, your father was more stubborn and did not drink, so I started to drink too much. It is true that drinking alcohol strengthens courage.

If you feel uncomfortable, I have wine in the cabinet, take two sips.

I smiled helplessly and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm not afraid that I felt a ghost just now.

Wang Feixiang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at me, and stared at me for a few seconds.

I suddenly yelled at Uncle Wang's red light.

As soon as Wang Feixiang braked, I heard a muffled sound of the corpse cabinet in the carriage.

The car stopped in the center of the four-character intersection, and a traffic policeman ran over and shouted:

"How do you drive? Don't die, pull over, show your driver's license, driving license.

Wang Feixiang glared at me, smiled and said to the traffic police:

"Okay, okay, the car just stopped on the side of the road at the traffic police booth.

A traffic policeman with a leader's appearance ran out of the sentry box and shouted at the traffic policeman who stopped our car: "You also stop this car and let them go quickly."

The traffic policeman was a little aggrieved and said, "Brigade Wang, he ran the light."

The leader said in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "You are blind! You crack your eyes and see what kind of car this is! The traffic policeman obviously didn't understand the world, and said in an upright tone:

"I know! The funeral home's car, not only ran a red light, but also did not have a license plate, and the driver did not wear a seat belt according to the regulations, and there was also a smoking drive. According to the traffic safety management measures of the People's Republic of China,,,,

I can see that the traffic police leaders are speechless! The leader bared his teeth and said something that I almost didn't burst out laughing.

I saw the leader holding his head and interrupting the traffic policeman's tirade with an angry tone:

"You're not just stupid! And bald and blind! You go back and ask your dad who in the traffic police team stopped the funeral car.

The leader waved his hand at Wang Feixiang. Wang Feixiang drove away without smiling.

Wang Feixiang flicked the cigarette ash and said: "Bingbing, it turns out that what they are rumoring is true, you can really feel ghosts, don't be in a hurry to answer me, I just want you to tell the truth."

I lit a cigarette and said:

"I still remember when I was a child, I was caught by wind chimes, and I felt that I had a special ability, and my right hand could feel the storage of those things.

Wang Feixiang kept pointing to the back compartment, can you feel her?

I said, "I could feel the trembling of my hand just now, and Uncle Ding taught me that I can temporarily control my abnormality with blood."

Wang Feixiang said: "I understand! By the way, you kid is really a character, and I have felt that your kid is different from other children since I was a child. Who else knows about this.