My screams startled the ghost, and it jerked around and looked at me. At this time, I actually saw that its eyes were glowing, it was the kind of frightening ghostly light, not very bright, but I could see it clearly.

It probably hadn't noticed me yet, for its head was still turning to look at me, even though it had turned to my side.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly took a few steps back on my stomach, not daring to make a sound again.

The ghost stood still and didn't move, and I lay under the morgue and didn't dare to move, holding my breath, and never dared to go out to see it again.

After a few minutes of stalemate, the ghost suddenly called out my name again.

"Lin Han—"

This time I was mentally prepared, although I was still terribly scared, but I was able to hold on, hold back the fear in my heart, and dare not move.

The ghost screamed three times in a row, and the voice was indeed very similar to Zhang Ke's voice, but if you listened carefully, it was not, because the sound was a little erratic, like being blown by the wind, more like it came from hell, and it was not angry at all.

Although I didn't dare to look out to see it, I could feel that it wasn't coming towards me, and I was so nervous and scared that I kept praying in my heart, "Go away, go away." ”

But at this time, something unfortunate happened, my phone made a "beep-beep" sound, which was a text message prompt tone, and it was going to ring twice in a row. The voice was particularly harsh in the dead silence of the morgue. I hurriedly removed the phone's battery.

But it was too late, and the demon had already heard, and it had discovered my hiding place. I heard it call my name again and slowly walk towards me.

Now I didn't dare to hide from it anymore, so I hurriedly got out from under the morgue, intending to escape.

I crawled out of the morgue in a panic, and before I could stand up, I suddenly heard a loud shout outside the door.

"Lin Han, are you still there?"

At the same time, I saw the light of a flashlight flickering at the door, and a short and thin figure appeared in the doorway, which turned out to be the old man who managed the morgue.

I looked around in horror, but I couldn't see the ghost.

My heart was beating wildly, and I hurriedly jumped to the side of the old man at the door at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and asked in horror, "Did you see it?"

My voice, trembling from excessive fright, startled the old man, who shone a flashlight on my face and asked in disbelief, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I grabbed the old man's hand, his hand was warm, and when he spoke, a strong smell of wine came out of his mouth. The smell irritated me and made me feel like I was back on earth. However, my heart was still pounding, and I couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "Did you see that?"

The old man burped, looked at me suspiciously, and asked, "What do you see?"

I hurried to the door, and the aisle outside was pitch black, except for the faint light at the staircase in the distance. I don't know how the lights in the aisle went out, but I remember when I first came, it was clearly on.

It was pitch black outside, and I couldn't see anything. I didn't dare to stand outside the door alone, so I hurriedly turned around and came back, looked at the old man in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "Ghost, there was a ghost just now, and you disappeared as soon as you came." ”

The old man scanned the morgue with a flashlight, and I followed his flashlight to take a look, and it was empty, and I didn't find the ghost.

The old man looked at me and said with a sigh of wine, "Where is the ghost? I've been guarding this morgue for almost twenty years, and I've handled countless dead, and I've never seen a ghost. ”

"Hallucinations? You say I'm hallucinating?"

I couldn't believe it was just an illusion, because it was so real that I still remember it vividly. I looked at the old man in amazement.

The old man smiled at me and said, "You must have hallucinated because you have been here for a long time and because you are too sad." You see, it's almost now, I thought you were gone early, but I didn't expect you to be still inside. ”

I exclaimed, "What? Come on, have I been in this morgue for hours?"

The old man said: "Yes, today is my birthday, and I have guests at home, so I brought you here and went back in a hurry, and I forgot about you as soon as I drank the wine." When the guests left, I remembered that the door of the morgue was not closed, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect you to be here. ”

The old man patted me on the shoulder and comforted: "Young man, death and life are fateful, and people can't be resurrected after death, so don't be sad, it's getting late, you should go back quickly." ”

"Is it really my hallucination?" I wondered to myself, and followed the old man out.

The old man took two steps, suddenly sniffed, and muttered, "Why is there a smell of rotting corpses?"

As soon as I heard the old man's words, my heart suddenly moved, wanting to confirm whether I was really just hallucinating, and hurriedly said to the old man: "Old man, wait a minute, I want to see my friend one last time." ”

The old man had to say, "Okay, you hurry up." ”

The old man didn't follow up and stood at the door waiting for me. I walked to Zhang Ke's morgue bed alone with trepidation, forcibly held back the wild beat in my heart, and trembled my hands to uncover the corpse cloth covering Zhang Ke's head, revealing Zhang Ke's entire head and face.

In the dim light, I had the courage to take a closer look at Zhang Ke's face, but I didn't find anything unusual.

Am I really just hallucinating?

Unwillingly, I touched Zhang Ke's face with my hand, and moved his head to look at his neck and the back of his head. Zhang Ke's entire face was smooth and complete, and there was indeed no trace of being scratched.

How so? Was it really just a hallucination?

I looked at Zhang Ke suspiciously, and couldn't help but think back to the scene just now. The old man came over, turned up the corpse cloth to cover Zhang Ke's head and face, and said to me: "Okay, let's go, you can't always touch it with your hot hands, this will speed up its decay." Isn't it hard that you can't smell the smell of corpses on him?"

Although I was very puzzled in my heart, Zhang Ke's face was intact, there was no trace of passivity at all, facts speak louder than words, even if I didn't believe it, I had to believe it, so I had to believe that what I just saw was just an illusion.

I followed the old man out of the morgue with a heavy heart, and at this time, there was no fear or even sadness in my heart, but there was confusion and incomprehension.