Lao Tiantou didn't think so, lit a cigarette and smoked. His style is so good, at a glance, you can see that Lu Dao is a Kanye. Such a person is good at telling stories, good teachers, talking endlessly when he picks up a topic, and loves to hang his appetite, and he can tell a bad story.

Lao Tiantou talked about his experience. This old man has worked in the funeral parlor for more than ten years, and he has a lot of experience, in his words, the corpses cremated by his hands are not one thousand but eight hundred, and he has encountered countless evil and strange things, and he has an extremely keen sense of anything that violates common sense. His two eyes were about to catch up with Sun Monkey, and when he looked at it, he knew that there was a person or a ghost on the other side of the road.

Recently, about half a month, after seven or eight o'clock in the evening, there was one more person in their funeral home. The family members of the deceased received by the funeral home in one day are all old-nosed, why can this person attract his special attention. Lao Tiantou explained that this person's behavior was very abnormal.

Strange to say, funeral homes also have high and low seasons for the dead. As soon as winter arrives, there is an endless stream of dead people in the city, and they have reported to the underworld. The funeral home has a total of five corpse trucks, and at this time, it is not enough to work overtime and even rotate, so after sending this one into the morgue, I immediately rushed to the next one to deliver that, after all, the body did not stay at home overnight. Once the gas is lost, the family's first reaction must be to contact the funeral home.

This weirdo will appear at this time. Lao Tiantou said that when he saw him for the first time, he knew that something was wrong. The man was wearing a black cloak on a very cold day, and although it was not eye-catching, it was also very far away. And he usually goes alone, and he doesn't seem to be a family member. Crucially, this man was always in the morgue and crematorium. The time of this man's appearance is also evil, either he can't see him, and once he sees him, there must be a corpse cart to bring the dead man.

This man is a bit like the fortune teller of the unpredictable prophet, and once he appears, there will inevitably be dead people in the funeral home.

If it is just like this, at most it will become a joke that Lao Tiantou sells after dinner. But after that incident, Lao Tiantou was really frightened, and then he realized that this person was not simple.

The cremation room and the morgue are two major military sites in the funeral home. Usually, the door is locked, and only when it is used, there is a special person to open it. If outsiders want to enter, they must first get the consent of the museum and sign it, in short, it is very strict, and no one can enter if they want to.

After December, it reached a peak of dead people in the city. People are dying of illness and old age and unexpectedly, and the funeral home was fortunately expanded last year, otherwise this morgue is really not enough. Lao Tiantou worked overtime at night, and the morgue was under his control, and he was busy from the afternoon until almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night before sending the last group of bereaved households away. Stretching and preparing to lock the door to sleep, he saw that there seemed to be more people in the morgue.

This morgue is a large area, and the freezers containing the dead are stacked on top of each other, so that there are seven or eight rows of them. The ceiling was lit with fluorescent lamps, shining with a miserable white light, making a "buzzing" sound.

At the end of the freezer in the last row, Lao Tiantou saw a black corner of clothes on the ground.

At first, he didn't think so, thinking that he was wrong or that he was nervous. When I was about to leave, I accidentally saw the corner of the dress move, obviously a person!

He didn't feel scared at the time, nor did he think of any zombies and ghosts, but was worried about whether it would be the family of the deceased, who was too sad and forgot the time to mourn inside. The morgue is full of air conditioning, and the temperature is so low, if you really want to lock the door carelessly and leave, this person has a good time being locked up all night, and he can't afford to be responsible.

He stood in the doorway and shouted, "Who is that?" Locked the door! Come on! ”

The corner of the black clothes shrank behind the freezer with a "whoosh", and no movement came out. Lao Tiantou is really hot, he often deals with the dead, and he also has a killing anger on his body, and he walked in with a stick at the moment, thinking that if this is a half-sized child, I have to have a stick first.

He walked towards the back row of freezers, the morgue was silent, the temperature was so low that when he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a panic, and the scene that was originally very familiar had a certain eerie meaning.

He involuntarily clenched his stick and came to the row of freezers, where his black clothes were hidden behind.

Lao Tiantou took a deep breath, walked over suddenly, and yelled in that direction: "Don't make trouble! Come out! ”

In Lao Tiantou's own words, when he saw the scene in front of him, he was so frightened that he almost didn't pull his trouser pocket.

In front of him, behind the last row of freezers, at the base of the entire morgue, the light could not shine, and it was dim. In a blur, there were three people standing opposite.

Of these three people, Lao Tian recognized the two of them standing on the left and the right at a glance. These two people are not outsiders, they are dead people who were sent only tonight!

One was an old man, who was said to have died of lung cancer. There is also a young man in his twenties, who died in a car accident, his face was smashed, and his flesh and blood were blurred. According to local customs, the two dead men were both dressed in black tunics, stiff and stiff, their hands drooping, and their bodies looked very stiff.

Lao Tian seemed to have fallen into an ice cave for a moment, and his whole body was chilled to the bone, and he was shocked. These two corpses, he carried them into the freezer with his own hands, why are they all out now?!

In the middle of the two corpses, there was also a middle-aged man in a black cloak, who was the strange man that Lao Tiantou often saw.

The most evil thing is the posture of the three people at this time. The man in the cloak stretched out his two hands, his fingers like hooks, and was grabbing the top of the heads of the two dead men very hard. His face was pale and bloodless, and he looked at Lao Tiantou opposite in a daze.

When Lao Tiantou said this, he explained tremblingly, this man's eyes are too evil, you can either look down or look down, he is good, his eyes are turned up from below to look at people, his eyes are cold and vicious, as if he can penetrate people's souls.

Lao Tiantou said that this is me, and I would have been scared to death if someone else had changed. At that time, he screamed, and ran out, and when he was about to reach the door, a black wind suddenly swept beside him, and the man in the cloak ran extremely fast, passed by him, and disappeared into the night behind the funeral parlor.

At this time, the funeral home at midnight was silent, and Lao Tiantou himself. Facing the black mountain in the distance, he was so frightened that his pants were peeing, which really made the sky not the earth and the earth not work. He was still dutiful, and with the last bit of courage, he locked the door of the morgue, crawled back to the dormitory tremblingly, and fell ill the next day.

Lao Tiantou spit out a smoke ring and said melancholy: "My Lao Tian is known as a ghost, bold and boundless, old and old, and I can't protect the old season, I am ashamed that such a thing happened." Oh, by the way, Lao Wang, will I tell you about the corpse in the back? ”

Curator Wang had already known about these things, but he also listened to them with relish, and said: "Lao Chen is not an outsider, you can say whatever you want." Oh, ladies and gentlemen, these things are about the reputation of our funeral home today, please don't go out of the way, and take into account the impact. ”

Officer Chen listened attentively and said, "Lao Wang, don't worry. All of you here today are adults, and you know it all in your heart, and no one has come out to tell you nonsense. If you talk about such a thing, no one will believe it. Say whatever you have. ”

Lao Tiantou coughed: "Since I can speak, I don't have any scruples." Please come with me to the morgue and look at the body, and everyone will be clear. ”

We were suspicious, and Peng Gang smiled bitterly at me with a white face: "Lao Liu, it's getting more and more interesting." What does my dad want to do? ”

I didn't answer his words, I already had a pot in my heart, according to Lao Tiantou's description, it is really possible that it is Brother Peng who can do such a thing. He knows how to do sorcery, maybe he can do some magic with corpses. There is still a big mystery here, Brother Peng only disappeared yesterday, why would he still appear in the funeral home in the past half a month? Isn't it him, someone else?

Officer Chen's next move dispelled my doubts, and he showed the photo of Brother Peng to Lao Tiantou. Lao Tiantou patted his thigh at the first glance: "Yes, it's him, he didn't run." What I saw was much more eerie than in the pictures, like a ghost. But if you look at the photos carefully, this person looks pretty good. ”

Indeed, Brother Peng is quite handsome. I still remember the first time I interviewed him, his hair was meticulous, he was neatly dressed, he looked like he was in his early forties, and if he looked closely, he looked like a movie star Tang Guoqiang.

Lao Tian led our group to the morgue, and as soon as we walked into the inner hall, the temperature dropped sharply. The outside drips into ice, and the temperature inside is about the same. The floor of the hall is covered with marble, and the stripes are staggered so that it seems to form a large pattern. I whispered to Peng Gang, who knew that Lao Tiantou heard it, and Lao Tiantou looked at me: "Young man, your eyesight is good." When the funeral home was first built, a feng shui master was invited, and the floor was laid according to his instructions. Can you tell what it is? ”

"I can't see it." We shook our heads.

Lao Tiantou was proud: "The pattern here seems to be called the Five Thunder Condensation Soul Array, which can lock the soul of the dead in the morgue and prevent it from coming out." It is equivalent to painting the ground as a dungeon. This feng shui master's methods are not far behind that of Lord Yama. ”

Curator Wang frowned and scolded: "Lao Tiantou, can you say a few words, it will seem that you have a pair of broken mouths." ”

Lao Tiantou was not annoyed, and Gagale: "Okay, good, let's not talk about the leader's speech." Give the leader a face. ”

Peng Gang didn't believe in this at all, and when he listened to nonsense, his mind was now all on his father. But Lao Tiantou's words just now stirred the turbulent waves in my heart.

When Li Damin and I were painting, Ma Danlong once pasted a yellow talisman on his head in order to give Li Damin a requiem, and at the same time shouted "Five Thunder Condensation Soul"!

It's a coincidence. Could it be that the master of feng shui for the funeral home is Ma Danlong? Or is this kind of magic method inherited, and everyone from the same sect will use it?

I was a little scared, the low temperature was chilling all over me, and it seemed to be a bit of a fever. I was scared not because of anything else, but because of a strange feeling. That is, in my experience, there were some inconspicuous details that I didn't pay attention to at the time, but one day in the future, it suddenly appeared in some unpredictable form. For example, this "Five Thunder Condensation", as well as the strange and terrifying basement described by Peng Gang in the previous experience, the word "Fu" was pasted on the big iron door, and just a few days later, I saw the same sticker on the door of the rented room on the top floor of the building in the garden community......

It seems that in the dark, there is a dark chain that always hangs on me, pulling me forward. The sights I saw were all foreshadowing, ambushes, and later revealed. I moved from side to side, as if I was wearing heavy shackles, and I couldn't break free, and I couldn't breathe......

I was thinking about it when I walked to the morgue gate. Peng Gang drank me and said suspiciously, "Lao Liu, what's wrong with you?" Eccentric. What do you think? ”

I forced a smile and looked at him, and suddenly a very strange thought popped up in my heart, and I couldn't control it. Could Peng Gang in front of me be a button that has already been arranged in my fate? He was like an arrow, pointing into the dark depths of fate, where a pair of terrifying eyes were looking at me, waiting for me......

I shivered, and a chill slowly grew from the bottom of my heart.

Peng Gang was looked at by me and scolded: "It's weird, ignore you." ”

I wiped my cold sweat, damn, this place is too full of yin, am I a ghost? Why are there ghost thoughts one after another in my head, and there are obvious signs of schizophrenia.

I shook my head and followed them into the morgue.

Curator Wang opened the way, naturally there was no need for cumbersome registration links, he said to us: "Several, what you see next is the secret of our funeral home. Please don't go out and talk nonsense, once the family of the deceased knows the truth, the impact will be very bad. ”

Officer Chen looked at a few of us, nodded and said, "Lao Wang, don't worry." We are investigating a case, and it has nothing to do with your funeral home, and I don't care what happens to you, so we don't have a tacit understanding between the two brothers. Hehe. ”

Curator Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and our group walked into the morgue. I have to sigh, it's really cold here, to put it mildly, it can be compared to the ice storage of beef and mutton. The fluorescent lamps on the ceiling are covered with gray-white dust, making a "buzzing" sound like a bee flapping its wings, which sounds dull and drowsy. The ground was paved with hard, cold artificial stone, and it creaked up to it.

In broad daylight, there are fluorescent lamps with a high wattage, which can make people feel extremely gloomy. In front of the eye, there was a large freezer with white flowers and a dead man, revealing a dead air.