After about two hours, I saw that the ghost baby had completely changed its appearance, not only the wrinkles on his face had increased a lot, but even the originally round little belly had disappeared a lot.

I frowned and asked, "Uncle Quan, shouldn't this ghost baby's stomach be filled with evil spirits?" ”

"You're not stupid, okay, go and light up the furnace!" Uncle Quan said lightly.

Well, it seems that Uncle Quan has hardly done it since I came, as long as it is a job, it is basically mine.

I secretly despised the bureaucracy of Uncle Quan's senior level of crushing people, and then I piled some firewood in the heavenly furnace and picked up a lighter and lit it there with gasoline.

After a while, the fire in the heavenly furnace was lit by me, but when Uncle Quan looked back at the firewood in the stove, that look almost killed me directly!

"Silly boy, do you really think that these firewood can be cut on any mountain?" Uncle Quan stared, his eyes were not good.

My scalp tingled for a while, and he smiled: "Of course not, these firewood are not from the mountains at first glance, but obviously from the roadside." ”

"Come here!" Uncle Quan said with a smile, and the fingers on his left hand were already pinched together, obviously tricking me into knocking his head in the past.

"I'm kidding you, why are you so humorless!" I touched my nose and secretly distanced myself from Uncle Quan.

No wonder I'm so cautious, it's just that the world is too dangerous for me; This old man loves to pit me and beat me the most, and if anything is not careful, I will definitely have no good results......

Uncle Quan snorted angrily, and then grabbed the ghost baby who had lost a lot of weight with one hand, and then threw it into the already blazing heavenly furnace.

And with Uncle Quan's loss, I saw that the ghost baby who was tied up by the red rope almost let out an extremely sad cry, and the sound in my ears really made me want to cry......

It's just that when I think that this thing has abused me a lot before, the only trace of pity left in my heart disappears at once.

At this time, I teased the little tomato who was stealing tomatoes in the corner, and then took the initiative to lean over Uncle Quan's side.

I grinned, handed Uncle Quan a cigarette and lit it for him.

"Uncle Quan, are you thirsty? Why don't I crack a bottle of beer for you? ”

"No need." Uncle Quan sat down on the table without raising his head and said.

"Eh, it doesn't matter if you're not thirsty, you're hungry or not, I brought you some cold dishes tonight, why don't I get them?" I'll say it again.

When Uncle Quan heard this, a smoke ring spit on my face, and he said angrily: "If you have, say it quickly, don't grind it for me." ”

"Okay, Uncle Quan still understands me, then I won't hide it." I showed a charming smile, and then said: "No, when I opened the coffin today, I inhaled a breath of air in the coffin, everyone in our village calls this evil, and there are a few people who open the coffin because of this death, Uncle Quan, I just settled the ghost baby, I really don't want to die again." ”

"It's not promising, look at you like that!"

Uncle Quan took a puff of cigarette, and then a trace of imperceptible treachery flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said to me: "Na, keep it for you, pour some in the bath water every day when you take a bath, wash it for a week or two, and ensure that your life is worry-free." ”

"Am I sorry, do you want me to take a bath and wash it with your urine?" I was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out.

"I'm just putting forward my opinion, it's up to you whether you do it or not, anyway, if you don't die when the time comes, it's also you." Uncle Quan said.

Okay, buddy, as soon as I heard Old Man Quan's words, I wanted to cry again in my heart.

Uncle, I thought that the old man Quan would give me a good way, but I didn't expect to ask me to take a bath with his 60-year-old collector's edition of children's urine......

When I think about it, I can't help but shiver, uncle, take a bath and pee, this is too disgusting.

I didn't entangle with Uncle Quan, and after a while, Uncle Quan patted his ass and said that he was going home to sleep and let me be on duty alone.

For people like Uncle Quan, I naturally despise them in my heart, but I don't dare to say it.

Originally, it was stipulated that Uncle Quan and I were on duty in turns, but I found that since I worked the night shift, Uncle Quan hadn't given me a few turns at all, and I was almost always on the night shift alone.

But fortunately, there are no guests at the crematorium at night, so I didn't have anything to lose, so I just thought I had a different place to sleep.

I happily closed the big iron door of the crematorium, and immediately prepared to go back to sleep.

But not long after I returned to the incineration room and lay down, I heard a shouting from outside the large iron gate.

Most of the drowsiness in my head was swept away at once, and I got up lazily and walked to the crematorium gate, feeling depressed.

How can there be anyone on this big night? Looking at the time, it's almost three o'clock in the morning.

Why don't you sleep at this point in time, why do you come to the crematorium?

I slowly came to the big iron gate, and then looked up at the door, and suddenly I saw several figures standing outside the big iron gate.

In the dim light, I could clearly see two men and a woman among the figures, and behind them was a small van, the back compartment of which was now open, and a coffin was placed inside.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but scream!

It's been good to work the night shift several times, but tonight I was unlucky, and there was actually a "night walker"!

There is an unwritten number in the field, that is, the corpses sent during the day, we call them guests, and those sent at night we have another name, called Night Walkers!

For this night walker, I also bumped into it for the first time, I heard Uncle Quan say before, night walkers are generally very few, after all, no one will not sleep in the middle of the night, tossing and sending the body to the crematorium.

Therefore, sometimes some night walkers, in fact, are mostly abnormal objects in the coffin.

The people in the field are naturally very familiar with the word abnormal, and they don't need to explain much.

However, when ordinary outsiders hear these words, they must be confused and don't understand what they mean.

And I, a little cremator who has been working in the crematorium for less than a month, has become an old fritter in the field, so I naturally feel the number and words in some colloquialisms in the field (what are the general nocturnal walkers, here I will briefly introduce a few to you: there are incomplete bodies that died violently; There are those who have died because they have done bad deeds. There are also some Taoist priests who feel that the corpse may change at any time, and hurriedly ask their families to send it over and burn it, as for more abnormal night walkers, everyone will gradually realize that I don't dare to say more in the middle of the night anyway, because it's really scary......