After Yanzi saw the contents of the box clearly, his face turned pale: "Why did this snake have a human head, it is in this woman's belly?" ”

The thin bamboo pole nodded and said, "Yes...... "......He's good, no matter what happens, he speaks in this tone, and he doesn't have any emotion."

I took a closer look, and the baby snake's head was lying in the box, but the forehead that looked like an eye fluttered slightly from time to time, and it was obviously still a living thing.

"It's still a living thing." I was curious. This woman has been dead for more than three days, and the fetus in her womb is still alive, which is really a little weird.

Ma Lao Dao: "Who of you has ever seen such a thing?" Turning his gaze, Swallow, Muscleman, and Black Fur all shook their heads. The thin bamboo pole didn't move, but after a while, he shook his head. He's just sluggish.

I shook my head, where would I have seen this ghostly thing?

Ma Lao Dao: "I haven't seen it either." I came to you to discuss what to do with this thing. ”

I looked at the monster again, and thought to myself, this thing is really difficult. If you want to take this thing out and give it to the family of the deceased, you have to scare people to death.

The swallow was the first to speak, and said, "What else do you want, this thing is not a good thing at first glance, hurry up and let the dead dwarf take it to cremation!" ”

The black hair rolled a pair of small eyes and sneered: "I want to go to you!" This woman is a disciple of the horse, and the snake fetus in her belly is obviously a wild seed made by the snake she came out of. If we set it on fire, what if the snake comes to the door? ”

Hei Mao's words are not unreasonable. Legend has it that those who can choose Xiangtong to become a horse fairy are not ordinary goods, but some old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. For example, the green python is probably not something to mess with.

Ma Boss glanced at the muscular man and said, "Fourth, what do you think?" ”

The muscular man scratched his head, smiled innocently, and said, "I can't make up my mind either." ”

Ma Boss asked me again, and this time I supported Hei Mao's opinion. The black hairy man glanced at me and smiled, "You little devil still have some ideas. ”

In this way, Boss Ma finally decided to keep this thing for a month. If the snake does not appear within a month, then it will be set on fire, and it will be spared a scourge.

After that, he asked the sixth child to change to an iron cage with a gap, which could be breathable, but the gap was not enough for the thing to escape, so as not to suffocate it.

After the matter was dealt with, Boss Ma patted me on the shoulder and said, "You will be the seventh child in the future, and you should know all the people here." ”

I calculated in my heart, this Ma Lao Nature is the boss, the white-haired woman in the corpse makeup room is called her second sister, it should be the second, the black hair is the third, and the swallow is called the muscular man "fourth brother", then he is the fourth, the swallow is the fifth, and the thin bamboo pole is the sixth.

I was the last to come, and I was the youngest, so I was naturally the seventh.

Yanzi hugged my head, pressed her bulging breasts, and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, come and call the fourth sister to listen!" ”

My face was buried in it, and I couldn't make any sounds, only a few "hmm" sounds.

Ma Boss instructed: "Xiao Qi, you can stitch up this woman's body, put on makeup, and tidy up your appearance." ”

I finally broke free from the swallow's arms and promised, "Okay." "Putting makeup on corpses, that's my job. Thinking of something, I asked again if I could work during the day and go home at night.

Ma Boss said: "Our funeral home only stipulates that it is not allowed to take business during the day, and there is no rule that you cannot work during the day. As long as you're done, it's up to you to do it whenever you want. ”

I'm relieved to have his words. Kuro fur yawned and said he was going back to sleep a little longer. Swallows too, talking about it too early, tired and panicked. Ma Boss talked with the muscular man and went to the front. The thin bamboo pole carried the iron box that had kept the strange snake in it back to the mortuary.

I carried the shroud over, covered the female corpse, and pushed the wooden bed to the corpse room.

The corpse room was under two large mulberry trees, the shade of which was mottled, and the door was still hidden, but I didn't dare to push the door in. I whispered at the door first.

"Second sister, are you there?" As soon as I said "second sister", I only felt goosebumps all over my body. To say that although this woman can't tell her age, no matter how low she is, she is at least in her forties. I'm a little hairy child, but it's a little awkward to call her the second sister. But according to the rules here, they are all called by peers, I am the seventh child here, so I naturally want to call her the second sister.

There was no one in the room to answer, so I had to scream again. After a while, I heard someone inside say, "Come in." ”

The voice was soft, but I was listening intently, so I heard it anyway, and immediately agreed, pushed the door open, and pushed the body inside.

The room was pitch black. I found that these people in the funeral home seemed to like the dark environment very much, the mortuary with thin bamboo poles, the corpse dressing room of the second sister, and the storage room of the swallows, all of which had no windows. I don't know if this is the way the house was built, or if they changed it to be like this later.

The woman was still lying on her chaise longue, and only her back was visible. I guess that, according to the temperament of this group of people, this woman is also sleeping at this time. This is different for everyone, the thin bamboo pole likes to sleep on the mortuary board, the swallow likes to sleep on the coffin, and the second sister likes to sleep on the rattan chair. I don't know what the boss, the muscular man, and the black hair are likes.

"Second sister, I'll stitch up and make up this female corpse."

After waiting quietly for a while, I heard the woman ask weakly, "What is this woman's name?" ”

I really don't know about this, and I forgot to ask just now.

"In the future, before applying makeup to the corpse, you have to write down his name. This woman's name is Zhang Huifang. ”

I hurriedly agreed.

The woman said, "Go over there and work, just don't make too much noise." ”

I nodded in agreement, carefully pushing the body towards where she was pointing. Corpse makeup is originally a very quiet job, and there will not be much movement.

Put down the bag on his back, went to the shelf to find a pair of gloves for the corpse, and was ready, just as he was about to do it, he found that he had encountered a problem. The room was pitch black, and it was fine yesterday when I stitched the decapitated man's body, close to the door, and there was still some light outside.

But where I am now, it is already in the innermost part of the room, and it is so dark that even if I open my eyes wide, many things can only be faintly seen. I could only ask the woman: "Second sister, will it affect you if I turn on the light?" ”

I was relieved to hear the woman say "casual", but after looking around, I found that there was no light in this room at all! Whether it is stitching or applying makeup to a corpse, it is a particularly delicate job. This black light is blind, and there is nothing to do at all.

It was about me who walked around and made a noise, and the woman overheard me and said, "What? ”

I had to tell the truth, saying that it was too dark in the house to work.

The woman said, "You haven't opened your eyes at night?" ”

This is the second time I've heard of this "night eye". The first time was in the ancient tomb of southern Xinjiang, and I heard it from Qingzi's mouth. I said no, and asked, "What is a night eye?" ”

The woman did not answer, but said, "Then you push the body to the door." ”

I said yes, pushed the body to the door, looked at the woman, and saw that she was still lying there, not even changing her posture. muttered in his heart, lifted the shroud, and began to work.

The corpse of this woman's upper body is well maintained, and the opening on her stomach is easy to stitch up, but the wound on her lower body is a little troublesome, which is simply miserable, and I don't know how much pain this woman endured before she died.

After about two hours, the general stitching and repair process was finally finished, and he exhaled softly, covered the body with the shroud, and prepared to go out for a while to ask Yanzi if there was any clothes for this Huifang. After that, wash the body, change clothes, and make up the makeup, and that's it.

Just as he was about to push the body back into the corner, he heard a hint when the woman moved on the wicker chair and stretched out a hand with green woolen gloves.