Looking at the pitch-black crematorium in front of me, I touched the small bag on the top of my head, and I was a little puzzled, we all saw the fire just now, why was it pitch black when we got here?

What the? Pack? Oh, that really wasn't beaten by a wicked woman. Actually, I don't blame me for this, I am with the blind man all day long, and when I open and close my mouth, I call him blind, and suddenly someone shouts out Zhang Qin, I really don't have the right number, but dead blind, you don't have to fucking start so hard.

"I'm going to call the door." The wicked lady walked to the porter and tapped her hand on the window a few times. Through the window, an old man with white hair could be seen dozing off on a table.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the window, the old man raised his head sleepily and looked out, and with a "Mom" sound, he leaned back and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, even Bai Bing was startled, and quickly turned his head to look left and right and behind him, and found that there was really no one else except me and the blind man, so he looked at the porter again with a puzzled face, and asked in a very soft voice: "Uncle, are you okay?" ”

The old man at the doorman had shrunk his whole body under the table, only his eyes were exposed to the outside of the table, and he asked in a slightly trembling voice, "You...... Are you a human or a ghost? ”

The corners of the wicked woman's mouth twitched a little, where did she look like a ghost? But I figured out why, clutched my stomach and laughed. Because it was a covert operation at night, the three of us were all dressed in black, and the evil lady was born with a cold face, and her long hair was blown by the night wind, and at first glance from the lighted gatehouse, it looked as if a lonely human head was floating outside. That's really like a female ghost seeking revenge.

The evil woman's little fist was clenched tightly, and she wanted to give me a look, but now the timing was not right, she could only endure it for the time being, and made a smile and said to the old man at the gate: "Uncle, our donkey friends in Qiyang City, who came out to travel over the mountains on foot, just now I saw a fire here in the distance, can you see if there is a fire inside?" ”

"Fire?" The old man came out from under the table, opened the door of the open room, looked into the crematorium, and looked back at us nervously, "How can this black black look like a fire." Don't talk nonsense, people will be scared to death! ”

"It's best if there's no fire, it's best if there's no fire, uncle, you see, we finally climbed up, and it's not convenient to climb back to the camp now, can you make do with it all night." As soon as the morning dawns, we leave. The blind man came to the door at this time, holding a red bill between his fingers, and dangled it in the wide gap in the iron fence gate, "Uncle, you can make it easier." ”

Seeing the money, the old man's eyes lit up, and he limped to the door, and looked at the three of us through the fence gate.

I've always been a handsome standard handsome guy, the wicked lady is a cold beauty of Peugeot, and the blind man, although he has a big beard, is just rough and has no fierce appearance. The old man nodded, stretched out his hand and took the banknote handed in by the blind man, "Let's talk about it first, this is a crematorium, as long as you are brave enough to let you make do until dawn, it's nothing." ”

The old man opened the door, let us in, and let us stay with him in the gatehouse until dawn. The three of us wanted to go into the crematorium to see what the mystery was inside, and we tried our best to persuade the lame old man surnamed Luo to continue sleeping, but the old man came and played with us as if he were a chicken.

This kind of unnutritious chat is always very irritating, and finally the blind man has to give the evil woman a look, signaling her to stun the old man, but just as the evil woman is about to start, the lame old man tells a story about the fire in the crematorium......

In the early eighties, the Gang of Four was overthrown, reforms began to open up, and technology began to revivenation.

On the top of Wushan Mountain, a wind power research institute was built, a group of scientific researchers stationed in the institute, engaged in wind power generation technology, Xiao Wu is a secondary school student majoring in electric power, after graduation, the family entrusted a little relationship, and entered the Wushan Wind Power Research Institute.

is different from today's related households, although Xiao Wu came in through the relationship, but he is a diligent person, plus he really likes his profession and work, and he conducts research in the institute from morning to night every day.

At that time, secondary school students were highly educated, but compared with those old experts in the institute, Xiao Wu was still too much worse, so that often others went home from work, and he still stayed in the institute to read materials and do experiments.

One night, when Xiao Wu looked up from the pile of materials, it was almost midnight. There is no dormitory in the institute, but it is really unsafe to go down the mountain at this time, so Xiao Wu is ready to make do with the night in the office.

But Xiao Wu was just lying on the table, but he heard the sound of singing and dancing outside the door. In the 80s, black-and-white televisions were still a rarity, and people's spare time life was boring and monotonous.

Xiao Wu listened and got up from the table, because in addition to singing and dancing, he also heard the sound of people talking and making noise.

At that time, people's idea of class struggle was still very strong, and Xiao Wu's first reaction was whether it was the enemy who sneaked into this no-one place at night to hold some celebrations and let himself bump into him.

Young man, bold, Xiao Wu quietly pushed open the door of the office, wanting to see what was going on, if it was really an enemy, report it yourself, maybe he would be rewarded in the newspaper.

Pushing open the door of the office, Xiao Wu only took one step, and found that the scene in front of him had changed drastically, he was not standing in the corridor of the research institute, but in the hall of a luxurious mansion. The furnishings of the house are similar to those of the Forbidden City seen in the album.

In the middle of the hall, there are several young women with graceful figures, long clothes and water sleeves, singing and dancing, on both sides of the hall, there are men and women sitting at low tables, pushing glasses and changing glasses to talk about wine. Strangely, these people were dressed like singing actors.

"Come on, bring that pair of dogs and men and women!" Sitting on the main seat, a rough and vicious man suddenly slapped the table, and Xiao Wu felt that someone behind him had pushed him, and he was scolding.

Before Xiao Wu could figure out what was going on, he had been pushed by the two people behind him to the pillars of the hall and tied it with a rope. Xiao Wu opened his mouth and shouted, "What are you going to do, let me go." But he suddenly found that the voice coming from his mouth was actually a woman's voice, and when he looked down, he was dressed like the group of dancing women in the center of the hall, and there were two extra balls of meat on his chest out of thin air.

Xiao Wu was frightened and opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make any sound......

That night, a fire broke out at the Wind Power Research Institute, and the entire building was burned to the ground, and the police found Xiao Wu's inhuman-shaped body in the ruins, looking like he was boxing, and he was holding a wooden stick that appeared to be a torch.

The public security organs conducted an investigation into the fire, and finally came to the conclusion that the enemy had set their sights on the Wind Power Research Institute, an important scientific research institution in Jiangdong City, and took advantage of the night to touch Wushan and burned down the institute and all the materials in the institute, and Comrade Xiao Wu fought bravely with the enemy and was eventually killed, and his spirit of swearing to protect the security of state property to the death is worthy of being inherited and carried forward by the vast number of military and civilians.

As the days passed, no one remembered the "people's hero" Xiao Wu except for his elderly parents, and the Wind Power Research Institute was not rebuilt because of "the urgent international situation and rampant enemy special activities".

From 1958, the head of the state initiated a campaign to promote cremation, and it was not until 1997 that the funeral reform regulations were promulgated, and the task of promoting cremation was sent to Jiangdong City.

Jiangdong City is not a first-tier city, and there are no hard requirements for cremation, after all, the problem of folklore is a long-term problem, and it cannot be achieved overnight. Despite this, the location of the crematorium was still one of the biggest tasks of the planning department at that time.

Crematorium, who doesn't feel bad luck when it is placed at the door of someone's house? Several places were selected successively, but several collective petitions were caused, and finally some people said that the crematorium was not good anywhere, so it should be placed on Osan Mountain.

On the top of Wushan Mountain, it has not been used since the fire at the Wind Power Research Institute. However, residents in the vicinity often see a raging fire burning at night at the site of the ruins of the Wind Power Research Institute, and at the beginning, someone reported a fire. Later, an expert came out to explain that it was a natural phenomenon similar to the aurora, which reassured everyone.

Later, people said that that place was actually set aside by God for the crematorium, and the sky-high fire that burned at night represented the crematorium.

It is said that the person in charge of this matter at that time also found a master to calculate, and the master also said that the place was the crematorium arranged by God, so the crematorium was established in Ossan-ri.

At that time, the people's hearts were still relatively simple, and the call of the party and the state had much stronger influence than now, and many old Red Army and Old Eighth Road, after receiving the call of the central government to implement cremation, voluntarily signed a cremation agreement, and for a time, the Wushan crematorium ushered in an incredible prosperity.

There are many people who are willing to be cremated, and there are many people who burn naturally. However, when the crematorium was built before, the planning department did not consider enough, thinking that the implementation of cremation would be very difficult after all, so there was only one crematorium in the crematorium in the initial construction, and the cremation efficiency was very low. As a result, the crematorium began to require employees to work overtime hours.

What no one expected was that the workers, who had grown up under the ideological education of proletarian materialism, resolutely resisted the commonplace thing of working overtime, especially the female workers, who would rather throw away this iron rice bowl than come to work overtime at night.