"The first time you go to work, you get a tape recorder to scare me, this bad old man is so bad......"

U Thant walked to the corner, crouched down and took the tape from the tape recorder, and held the tape recorder aside.

"Bang!"

The two spirit beds shook violently, and the white cloth on the two corpses was suddenly lifted.

Wu Dan instinctively took out the master knife from the toolbox, clenched it tightly in his hand, and cautiously walked in front of the female corpse.

After Wu Dan's restoration, the female corpse has roughly recovered its original appearance, and Wu Dan looked at the female corpse, and there was nothing abnormal on the body, so he covered it with a white cloth with peace of mind.

"It's weird."

U Thant walked up to another corpse, a male corpse, about 40 years old, with stabs all over his body, and his face was already bloody and fleshy.

Wu Dan looked at the corpse, his expression was embarrassed, and his brows furrowed slightly: "It's a little difficult." ”

"Let's wash the body first."

Wu Dan took off the clothes and pants of the male corpse, sprinkled a lot of disinfectant on the corpse, and roughly wiped it on it with a towel.

The female corpse is okay, it is somewhat unnatural to clean up the body of the male corpse Wu Dan, after all, the first time he comes into contact with a man, even if it is a dead person, Wu Dan's heart is still a little apprehensive, and a blush has already appeared on his face.

Suddenly!

The male corpse kicked his feet, suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed Wu Dan's hand.

It was fast, and it seemed that the move had been planned for a long time, and U Thant simply did not have time to react.

The palm of the male corpse's hand was extremely cold, and this cold feeling seemed to have spread to Wu Thant's heart.

Wu Thant quickly swung his sword with his other hand and slashed at the arm of the male corpse.

"Bang!"

A white arm suddenly fell to the ground.

Wu Dan hurriedly took a few steps back, his pupils shrank, and he released his yin and yang eyes: the two corpses did not have any abnormality, lying quietly on the spirit bed.

To Uthane's surprise, she glanced into the mortuary and finally fixed her eyes on the tape recorder.

Next to the tape recorder was a white-clad "woman", wearing a medical mask, her eyes were melancholy and low, and she kept waving her hand to U Thant.

Undead!

The woman in white floated in front of the male corpse, first cut off the bloody skin of the face with a scalpel, injected silicone, pasted a layer of imitation human skin, and finally painted her facial features.

"This, this is a facial restoration ...... for a male corpse"

"She was an undertaker when she was alive?"

Wu Dan stood in place in a daze, watching the undead restore the appearance of the male corpse, and after a while, the male corpse's appearance was restored, and there were almost no flaws on his face.

The woman in white didn't seem to have any ill will towards Wu Dan, and after she finished repairing the man's body, she waved her hand to Wu Dan gently.

Wu Dan put down the master knife and took out the black bowl from the toolbox, with the protection of the red clothes, Wu Dan no longer had any scruples, and walked directly in front of the woman in white.

"Magneto~"

The tape recorder reverberated for a while, and Han Baoyi's song "The Past Can Only Be Recalled" sounded again.

The woman in white's deep eyes contained a touch of sadness, she gently took Wu Dan's hand, and a boy in a blood-colored school uniform floated out of the black bowl, monitoring the woman's every move, as long as the woman in white did anything to hurt Wu Dan, he would swallow her immediately.

The woman in white did not panic under the gaze of the red cloth, she whispered in Wu Thant's ear for a while, and finally floated into the tape recorder.

Wu Dan looked at the tape recorder thoughtfully, sighed, she closed the door of the mortuary and ran towards the lounge,

Huang Sanyuan crawled on the table, as if he had already slept, and there were several large piles of old newspapers next to him.

"Uncle! Uncle ......" Wu Dan pushed Huang Sanyuan's arm violently.

Huang Sanyuan reluctantly opened his eyes and asked impatiently, "Girl! What's the matter?! ”

"In your funeral home, did there ever be an undertaker named Bai He?"

Huang Sanyuan looked at Wu Dan in surprise and said, "Bai, Bai He......"

"Where did you hear that?"

Huang Sanyuan stood up abruptly and looked at Wu Dan in a daze.

"She told me herself in the mortuary."

"What, what!?"

Huang Sanyuan slowed down for a while, and let out a long sigh: "This girl is back again......"

Huang Sanyuan couldn't help but fall into deep memories.

"Last year, I hired four young employees in my funeral home, and Bai He was one of them, and her job was the same as yours, which was to make up the dead."

"Bai He used to be a cosmetic doctor in a plastic surgery hospital, and because of a mistake, she was fired."

"She came to work with me just to save money to open a small plastic surgery salon of her own."

"Later, she met a man on the social software of her mobile phone, and they met in private, introduced each other, and fell in love inexplicably."

"That man has been to the funeral home, I have seen him, he is not very handsome, he is a ruffian, he is idle all day long, and he has no proper occupation."

"After a few nights of passion, the man got tired of it, and at first he discriminated against Bai He's profession."

"Bai He is a sensual person, she has long been ready to marry him, and even sent out a wedding card, but the man seems to have disappeared out of thin air and will never be seen again."

"The wedding was held as scheduled, she ordered a song, and then ran to the top floor of the mall and committed suicide by jumping off the building."

Huang Sanyuan let out a long sigh, "The other three young people, they all have a good relationship with Bai He, after Bai He's accident, they looked for that man everywhere, and there is no news so far." ”

Wu Dan glanced at the newspapers on the table, those newspapers were all printed last year, "last year" was a special year in Huang Sanyuan's mind.

The two were silent for a long time, and Wu Dan finally spoke slowly: "Uncle, I have repaired the two corpses in the mortuary......"

Huang Sanyuan looked at his watch, and it was already more than 4 o'clock in the morning at this moment.

"Girl, your work is done, you can go to rest."

Wu Dan nodded lightly and walked towards the staff dormitory in the funeral home with the toolbox.

A huge funeral parlor, but there is only one set of staff dormitories, in which there are five double beds, independent toilets, to the surprise of U Thant, these five double beds are ready-made, and there is no lock on the door.

"It's reasonable not to have a lock on the door, after all, it's rare for people to come to the funeral home to steal, but where did the covers on the five double beds come from?"

According to Huang Sanyuan, the funeral home has recruited four employees before, and these four beds may have been left behind by them too late, but what about the extra six beds?

Wu Dan thoughtfully walked into the dormitory and randomly picked a bed to sleep in.

"Ding!"

Wu Dan took out his mobile phone, and an unread message was displayed on the interface, still unknown to the place, but the number became eight 1s.

She hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to click on the message:

"Lucky Duangong, congratulations on successfully completing the random live broadcast - the past can only be recalled!"