The morgue is a place where the bodies of the dead are placed, and I didn't expect Director Cheng to call himself here to help.

"Is there anyone?" Zhang Yu shouted while standing outside the morgue, and after shouting a few times, he thought that there was no one, who knew that he was just about to leave when he heard the door slowly open by himself.

A cold aura came to his face, making Zhang Yu frown, could there be a ghost?

He switched the Yin-Yang Pupil Technique and looked over, but saw nothing.

"What are you doing in the morgue?" asked a sudden hoarse voice.

"May I ask if you are Lao Yang? I was called by Director Cheng to help. Zhang Yu said loudly, and he saw the morgue door open, and a hunchbacked old man came out of it.

"Hehe, you didn't give the red envelopes to those grandchildren, did you?" the hunchbacked old man looked up, revealing a pale, ugly bark face, and his mouth cracked open to reveal yellow, black missing teeth.

"It seems that I really didn't give it, do you know the situation here?" the hunchbacked old man continued to ask, looking at Zhang Yu with a blank look on his face and couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhang Yu, it's okay if you call me Lao Yang, let's find out first, if you want to go, I won't stop you. Lao Yang glanced at Zhang Yu and turned around and walked slowly inside.

Zhang Yu was not afraid of the morgue at all, and followed in.

This inside is at least a few degrees lower than the outside, and Lao Yang explained that the entire morgue is a big refrigerator, in order to refrigerate the corpse.

He looked around, and there was nothing strange about it except that it was a little colder.

"Sit down!" pushed open the office door, Lao Yang pointed to the bench and said, walking to his place and sitting down.

"What's wrong here?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask after he was done.

"Alas, young people are just anxious, in fact, there is nothing to be afraid of in the morgue, and after a hundred years, everyone will have to lie in it. Lao Yang lit a cigarette and said, he took the cigarette case and motioned to Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu shook his head.

"Actually...... "A hint of fear flashed in Old Yang's cloudy eyes, and he began to slowly tell the story of the morgue.

Because of his ugly appearance, Lao Yang not only never married a wife in his life, but he would be pointed at even when he went out, and he happened to meet the morgue of the institute recruiting duty officers, so he came to apply, and many people ran away after a few days, but he stayed in it for more than ten years.

Lao Yang eats and lives in this, and no strange things have happened here for more than ten years, except that he was woken up by crying in the middle of the night a few nights ago, and at first he thought someone was playing a prank, but when he listened carefully, he found that the cry came from the morgue.

He was frightened, and muttered in his heart, the iron door of the morgue was locked, he shook in the bed all night, and the next day he dared to go to the morgue in broad daylight, but found nothing.

Only then did he tell the hospital leaders about this matter, asking for more manpower, or quitting, although the job is important, but life is more important!

Anyone who encounters such a strange thing, the first reaction is to run away!

Hearing this, Zhang Yu frowned, he didn't find anything just now.

"Director Cheng has sent a few young men down on duty in the past few days, and they all ran away after a while, so I told you in advance, lest you run away by then, and I will be scolded again. Lao Yang sighed and said.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I never believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world. Zhang Yu patted his chest and said, pretending to be stunned, seeing Lao Yang shook his head and sighed, young people now!

"Since you insist on staying, then I'll tell you about the precautions later, and you will be on duty today. Lao Yang picked up a bunch of keys from the table, stood up and said.

"En!" Zhang Yu nodded and followed behind Lao Yang.

Soon the two of them came to an iron gate, which was the real morgue, and all the bodies were parked inside.

"This door is usually not opened, and if it does, you have to burn three pillars of incense, so that it can make those things quieter. Lao Yang said to Zhang Yu, maybe it was some kind of sacrifice, Zhang Yu watched Lao Yang take three pillars of incense from the side and light it, bowed respectfully a few times, and inserted the three pillars of incense into the incense burner.

The cigarette was swirling, and Lao Yang took out the key and opened the lock with trembling hands.

As soon as the iron door was opened, a large and cold aura came to my face, and the air smelled of formalin. The morgue is very simple, with a huge cold storage filled with air-conditioning, tall iron cabinets on all sides of the walls, and a few iron carts neatly parked in the open space in between.

"The smell is a bit big, but it's good to get used to it!" Lao Yang said as he walked, seeing that Zhang Yu didn't cover his mouth and nose like everyone else, ignoring the faint rancid smell in the cold storage, he couldn't help but have a little good impression of Zhang Yu.

"Brothers, sisters, I'm coming to see you again, please don't be surprised. Lao Yang walked in and said to the iron cabinets around him.

Yin-Yang Pupil Technique!

Zhang Yu's eyes in the Phnom Penh Tai Chi flashed, in the black and white world, he looked around, and there was indeed a faint black gas floating around, which was a very normal phenomenon in the morgue.

He didn't notice any ghosts, and questions echoed in his head.

"That's the specific situation, you try it tonight, is there any problem?" Lao Yang looked at Zhang Yu and asked.

"There was nothing wrong with that. Zhang Yu is very serious about his work, he nodded and said.

"Okay, then you can prepare, I'll give you the key!" said the two of them as they walked out of the morgue.

Lao Yang locked the iron door, and the moment the iron door closed, what Zhang Yu didn't notice was that there was a faint black shadow flashing in the morgue.

After Lao Yang handed the key back to Zhang Yu, he left with his body bent.

Zhang Yu looked at the duty room, the window of this duty room was just facing the outside passage, and he could see the inside clearly from the outside. There is only one bed and table in the duty room, which is particularly simple, but it is quite quiet for Zhang Yu.

If ordinary people let him stay here for one night, he would probably be scared of nervousness, Zhang Yu did not have this fear, but was eager to try, if there was really a ghost, he could still complete the task and earn some soul points.

After lunch, Zhang Yu returned to the morgue with the lunch box, and the nurses and doctors all looked at him with strange eyes along the way, muttering something to each other from time to time.

"Another unlucky guy who didn't give a red envelope, how long can you tell him how long he can last in the morgue?" said a doctor with a pockmarked face looking at Zhang Yu's back.

"I think I can last at most one night, no, no, with a young man like him, I don't think I can last it for half the night. Another doctor said, holding his arms.

"Haven't you heard of a woman crying in the morgue? A female doctor had a look of fear in her eyes.

"What are you talking about, what are you doing muttering together, aren't you going to work?" At this time, Director Cheng came over and shouted with an ugly face.

"I'm going to go on patrol first. Seeing Director Cheng coming, everyone hurriedly dispersed like birds and beasts.

"Hmph...... See how long you can endure it!" "You must make an example of yourself, otherwise there will be no one to stuff red envelopes in the future! Cutting off people's financial routes is like killing their parents, Director Cheng looked at Zhang Yu's back coldly, and turned to leave.