Faced with this unknown young man, I immediately raised my vigilance and took a few steps back.

"Are you?"

He didn't respond to me, and said bluntly, "I'll send someone in the evening, please deal with it."

Without waiting for me to speak, the man turned around and left directly.

I've been in the corpse carrying business for so long, and it's the first time I've heard that there is a reservation!

Listening to people's words, the tone is quite normal, not like evil or psychotic.

But what he said is definitely not something that a normal person can say!

For the whole day, I was always nervous.

I wanted to think the boy was mentally ill, but I always felt that something was wrong.

Finally made it to night.

I pretended to be fine, wandering back and forth in front of the funeral home, glancing at the gate from time to time.

Suddenly, a bright light pierced in the distance.

As the headlights approached, a large black flower appeared in my sight.

This is the car of the funeral home!

"Squeak!"

The car braked steadily, and the funeral home driver jumped out of the car and saw me.

"That's right, hurry up and carry someone in."

I swallowed and strode to the back of the car.

When I looked up, I saw the young man I saw during the day.

It's him!

And this time he didn't have a straight face, but a smile.

"I'm punctual, right?"

I was stunned for a moment, quickly put the body on my back, and strode towards the mourning hall.

I looked back and saw that the young man had always kept a close distance from me, just following me.

It makes me feel even more hairy.

When I entered the condolence hall, I just lifted the body and was immediately stunned.

The person lying on the bed turned out to be that young man!

At this moment, he was wearing a neat tunic and lying on the bed with a warm face.

I looked up suddenly, and he who was supposed to be standing behind me was gone!

I quietly picked my fingers, and the pain told me that it wasn't a dream!

Looking out the quiet window, there was no sound except for the leaves outside the window.

"Buzzing ......"

The phone vibrated wildly from my pocket, and when I took it out, it was the reception desk of the funeral home.

"Hey?"

I said tentatively, and the receptionist on the other end of the phone asked.

"Why is the light in the hall of condolence on?"

I swallowed and asked softly, "Have you seen the bitter master?"

"Don't talk nonsense at night! There is not even a shadow of a person, where is the bitter master?"

The other side was obviously panicked, and added: "You hurry up and turn off the lights, or tomorrow the curator will train me again!"

With that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

I cautiously opened the door and looked to the left, where the funeral parlor car was parked!

I hurriedly ran over and touched the front of the car, and it was cold for a while.

Even the engine didn't get hot, that is, the car didn't start at all!

Everything I saw just now was fake!

My head can't react a little bit.

It doesn't make sense to say that the young man was a ghost, after all, he had been here during the day.

Looking at the corpse lying on the bed, I suddenly felt a pang of panic.

What does that mean? Threatened?

At this moment, all I thought of was Chen Changming.

Only he plays these crooked ways!

Damn, play this with me?

Don't have the courage to do corpse work?

What's more, Lao Tzu is still a Taoist priest!

Since I hit Chen Changming hard, I have long lost my fears.

The high temperature in the incinerator is more than 2,000 degrees, what kind of demons and monsters do I care about you?

I'm going to burn your kidney stones!

I cleaned up the young man on the bed and pressed the incineration bell on the wall.

The corpse burner's name is Lao He, and his head was injured when he was young, and he looked a little stunned.

This man usually works with his head bored, never speaks much, and never asks questions about the dead.

And this time, he was visibly stunned when he saw me walking in with the body in tow.

Then he took the register from the wall and carefully checked it.

"Tonight, there are no corpses to burn."

I cleared my throat and pretended to be relaxed, "Burn it, nothing will happen."

Lao He looked at me suspiciously and asked, "Another downturn?"

The road is down, and it is about the nameless homeless man who died on the road.

Each funeral home has an apportionment quota, and occasionally a few are delivered.

I nodded at Lao He's words, with a smile on my face.

Fortunately, I had a good relationship with Lao He, so he didn't ask any more questions, so he pressed the incinerator switch.

However, just as he and I were about to push the body inside, the young man's eyes opened.

He smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "See you tomorrow."