If you're about the same age as me, you've probably seen a Hollywood movie called Jurassic Park when you were a kid, and when two little kids were hiding from the invading velociraptors in the base, they blocked a door with something that didn't know if it was a table or a chair, and then the door arched slightly because of the velociraptor collision. So when the door of the mortuary was arched like this, I felt like the child being chased by the velociraptor and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Political Commissar Liang asked Hu Zongren and I in a panicked tone, what should we do now, how can we eliminate this thing? Yes! Can I apply for a firearm, but can I get my head hit? He asked eagerly, and his tone was very flustered, presumably the scene just now this Commissar Liang will never forget it in his life, and I conclude that he must be an enthusiast of zombie movies, and he also knows how to hit his head, which is really good.

Hu Zongren made a gesture to Political Commissar Liang, and then said to Political Commissar Liang, don't bother, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, if there are more people who know Lu Dao, it will cause panic. I nodded, because I know what happens when a strange incident that was originally a small scale is magnified by ordinary people, and the military dispatched tanks because of the leakage of raw materials from the so-called chemical plant a few years ago, which is a simple example. Political Commissar Liang was very anxious, he stomped his feet and asked, what should I do, which made Hu Zongren a little impatient, he said to Political Commissar Liang, don't make noise, we haven't encountered this thing, you let us think about it!

Hu Zongren's irritable roar made several voice-activated lights in the entire corridor light up. Political Commissar Liang, I think the military rank on his clothes can be regarded as a high-ranking official, but when he encountered such a thing, he was helpless like a child, and he was yelled at by Hu Zongren like this, and he obediently stopped talking. Hu Zongren said to me, what can you do now, I shook my head, in fact, although I am very afraid of ghosts, I am even more afraid of this kind of ghost possessed by the dead, because he seems so specific and clear in front of our eyes. So Hu Zongren said to me, why don't you call Mr. Situ, he is more sophisticated, and he may have encountered something similar. I nodded, so I took out my phone, and found that there was no signal at the end of the passage on the second floor, so I asked everyone to wait for me in place, and I walked to the garage, and when there was a signal, I called Situ.

In fact, although I am a relatively open person, I have a relatively strong ability to accept many things, even some issues that will be constrained by morality in terms of human ethics, especially in feelings. I have always been very respectful and silently blessed for Situ's feelings, even if I can't transcend him myself, but I still admire him very much. However, when Situ's phone was connected, I heard the laughter of a sharp, ambiguous elderly man, and I still couldn't help but get goosebumps.

I roughly told Situ about the current situation, and by the way, I asked him to help find someone to find out about the situation of a female Taoist disciple named Zhao Jing in Chongqing, who her master is, who is who, and so on. After learning of the strange thing we had encountered, Situ pondered for a moment and said to us, "What you have encountered this time is the living dead.

The living dead are not the kind of Mr. Jin Yong's pen, but specifically refer to a state between life and death, strictly divided, it also belongs to ghosts, but because the characteristics of some living people have not disappeared, but they have obviously lost their vital signs, so they are called the living dead. In the early days, the name was often used to describe the miners who died due to mining accidents, because most of the miners' working hours were below the ground, and we Chinese believed that only the dead would be under the ground, so they were called the living dead. If we look carefully, it is not difficult for us to find such news in the news of some mining accidents, such as a mining accident in a certain coal mine, how many people died, but a few of them got out of the mine or were rescued, but died due to serious internal injuries not long after being rescued, etc. Especially those who crawled out on their own and were rescued, but soon died again, are typical of the living dead.

In other words, the moment the mining accident happened, his body was already dead, but the ghost refused to give up. When the ** of survival is greater than the surrounding resistance, ghosts often use their bodies to do something beyond their own ability, such as digging a pit to escape with their bare hands, such situations are relatively rare, and the detection rate is not high, the only purpose of these ghosts to stay temporarily can no longer be called a wish, but a kind of most basic**, even a desire. The one lying in the mortuary, according to Situ's reminder, I immediately hooked up with the living dead, if he had ** or desire, it seems that for so long, we have been ignoring an important clue mentioned by the original medical staff, that is, the inexplicable smell of smoke.

Is it enough to make a ghost unwilling to leave? Hu Zongren and I are also smokers, and I am sure that we will not be left as a scourge after we die because we want to smoke. Situ said that he was not at the scene, and it was difficult to analyze the specific situation accurately, but he could conclude that this was a living dead, and since everyone was there, he might as well test it.

I asked Situ how to test it, and he said don't you both have cigarettes on you, light it and throw one in, if it is not for this reason, think of other ways. I thought to myself, there seems to be no new way in addition, Situ is busy playing happily with Master Tie Songzi, and it is estimated that he is willing to answer my phone call to sell me a lot of face. So after hanging up the phone, I returned to Hu Zongren and them. When he saw Hu Zongren, he was leaning against the wall with his head held high, and Zhao Jing, who was about to cry out in anger, and Liang, who was embarrassed on the side, didn't know whether to persuade or not, no need to ask, it seems that during the period when I called just now, Zhao Jing and Hu Zongren had a fierce quarrel, and Hu Zongren's mouth won an overwhelming victory.

Hu Zongren saw that I was coming, so he asked me what Situ said, I roughly relayed what Situ meant, Hu Zongren asked me if I wanted to do it, I said yes, do you have a cigarette? He pulled a cigarette out of his bag, lit one, and walked over to the two side-by-side double doors. First, the one near the hallway was opened, which was a double door with glass, and inside was a windowless door made of fireproof material. Hu Zongren leaned against the door on the inside, and after taking two hard puffs, he suddenly pushed the door open a gap, and then flicked a small half of the burning cigarette into it with his thumb and middle finger, and then pulled the door tightly with both hands. All I saw was a loud bang on the door, and then there was silence in the door.

I reminded Hu Zongren, just to be on the safe side, let's have another one. Hu Zongren nodded, when we estimated that the cigarette was about to burn out, Hu Zongren once again played one in, this time we waited until the calculation time was almost half burned in the second cigarette, I followed and stood next to Hu Zongren, and quietly pushed the door open a gap, Hu Zongren and I were one in a high place and the other in a low place, looking into the door.

There was a light in the room, and the brightness was much greater than the corridor where we were standing, so we could easily see the situation inside, and found the cigarette butts on the ground at the first time, one of which had burned out, perhaps because of Hu Zongren's nervousness just now, and it was a little far, almost close to the position of the sink. The other one was unfortunately bounced to the laboratory table in the middle by Hu Zongren, relatively close to the edge, still smoking, but when we found this cigarette butt, we couldn't avoid seeing the previous corpse, in a very strange posture, with one side of the head and face attached to the test table, facing the cigarette butt, and the smoke continued to pour into his nostrils.

The so-called non-stop means that there is no breathing rate, and the nostrils of the corpse look more like a vacuum cleaner or a range hood at the moment, continuously inhaling the smoke into it. Not only that, but the corpse's eyes were half-squinted, and it looked like it was enjoying it very much. Hu Zongren closed the door and whispered to me, it seems that Situ really guessed correctly, there are really people in this world who want to smoke and think of death. I said what now, shall we go in? Hu Zongren said Of course you went in, your dressing array doesn't seem to be of much use to this kind of ghost that has a body and the body is your own, since he didn't rush out, then why don't we go in. I turned my head to look at Zhao Jing and Political Commissar Liang who were separated from the door and said, what about these two guys? Hu Zongren thought about it and said, let Zhao Jing stay here to protect the political commissar, let's go in, and they will follow in, won't it just drag them back.

I nodded and walked outside, and said to Zhao Jing, you are here to watch the political commissar Liang, we have to go in and try it. Zhao Jing hurriedly asked, what are you going to try? I replied to her, it's your business. Then I closed the door on the outside, and fastened the lock pin from the inside, and then I lit a cigarette, handed it to Hu Zongren, and said to him, "Do it again."

Hu Zongren took the cigarette, flicked it in again, and waited for about half a minute, I nodded to Hu Zongren, and the two of us gently pushed the door open, and then after dodging in, the door was immediately closed. But when I just locked the door and was about to turn around and look inside, as soon as I turned around, my face hit Hu Zongren's back, and I was about to ask him what he was doing in a daze, but I saw Hu Zongren looking straight ahead stupidly, I must admit that I have never seen him with such an expression, I was surprised, and there was a trace of fear.

I followed Hu Zongren's gaze, and then, my vest was cold.