I walked slowly over and found a middle-aged man lying on the shelf, who didn't look too traumatized.

This should be the death of illness, except that his face is pale compared with other dead people, there is no other difference.

It's just that where did the soul that was originally condensed in the heart go?

Could it be that I have lost my hearse, the journey is too far, or is there any unfulfilled wish that I am unwilling to leave the place of death with my body?

I opened my eyes and walked around, but I still didn't notice where the man's soul was.

When Zhang Yi saw my serious expression, he tugged at my sleeve.

Because Uncle Zhang didn't allow anyone else to speak in this room, we just kept silent.

I saw Zhang Yi looking at me with a pair of inquiring eyes, pursed his lips, and motioned for him to go out and talk.

The two of us stepped back lightly.

"What's going on? What's wrong, I find something wrong with you! Zhang Yi immediately stepped forward and asked.

I didn't know how to answer, so I said, "Let's go, let's go check this person's file, what's going on!" ”

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows: "It's always so mysterious, shouldn't you say that there is something wrong with this soul again!" ”

I gave him a blank look, not wanting to say anything more to him.

I was alone on the file desk outside, looking through the information of the corpse that was sent today, and it was the last one to be sent today.

Xu Guoping, male, 46 years old

Time of death: X/X/2022

Submitted by: The Third People's Hospital of the city

Cause of death: heart disease

I took a look at this brief introduction, and my mouth was deflated.

Could it be that I want to go to the Third Hospital?

I took the file bag and walked into the mortuary again, this time Uncle Zhang had already stood up and was tidying up the toolbox next to him.

"Zhang Yi, come here!" Uncle Zhang opened his mouth and called Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi immediately took a few steps forward.

"What?"

"Look what's wrong with this corpse!" Uncle Zhang glanced at the corpse lying on the shelf and said.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi looked dazed.

But he had to put away the indecency and stand in front of the corpse solemnly and observe!

While Zhang Yi was there to observe the dead, I quietly opened the mobile phone system and checked the list of expected souls today.

Generally speaking, if you need someone I take away today, this list of soul collectors will have a hint.

I searched for a long time and finally found Xu Guoping's name.

Well, sure enough, there was him.

But the Soul Harvest Record says "To be processed."

That? Where did this soul go?

I frowned and circled around the corpse.

I saw Zhang Yi and I spinning in circles from different directions.

I turned around and couldn't find the mass of souls that was supposed to be on the corpse.

After this person dies, the yin body of ordinary people will be condensed in the heart, and the color will be a light blue flame-like energy mass.

I only need to open the spiritual eye to see it, and use the golden hairpin to open the channel income.

In general, the soul of a practitioner will appear on the eyebrows of the deceased, and the color is bright white, and the practitioner is not easily received into the spiritual realm.

I haven't encountered this before, but I saw it mentioned when I was studying the manual.

If you encounter a soul formed by obsession and resentment, it will also appear at the center of your eyebrows, so you can turn into the same as before you were alive and talk to me.

I also occasionally help them convey some of their thoughts to their descendants, such as allowing them to have a conversation with the descendants of the wake in a dream.

And then take away their souls.

In general, most people don't seem to have much nostalgia for this world after death, and some don't even use the last bit of mental power to support and maintain their form.

Because after all, you are trying to transform into a shape, and what you see is also a group of people in front of your spirit who are busy playing mahjong there, who will take a serious look at the person lying in the coffin.

They all chose to enter another dimension in the chaos, and then entered the next reincarnation in the chaos.

Past life, what does it have to do with it.

The living are exhausted, and dying, is not a relief.

I took a turn and finally decided that the problem should be in my heart.

I put on my hand mask and pressed my hand on the deceased's chest.

What disease did this man die of such a strong man?

"Uncle Zhang, this person looks at the file and says that he died of a heart attack!" I raised my eyes and asked.

"Well, that's what the death certificate from the hospital says!"

"This doesn't look very big, how did I suddenly have a heart attack, and now I am busy with work, but I forgot about my body!" Zhang Yi sighed.

I looked left and left for a long time: "What did you find?" He stared at me.

"I suspect he has a heart problem!" I said it suddenly.

"This? Heart diseaseOf course, there is a heart problem, and you need to say it! Zhang Yi cut off.

Uncle Zhang looked at me, smiled, pointed his finger at me a few times and said, "With your perception ability, really, I think I should accept you as an apprentice!" ”

"Uncle Zhang, you can spare me, your work is too hard, I don't want to!" I shook my head like a wave.

"Alas, it's not suitable for girls, even for men, it's not easy to find a wife!"

"Then you still found my mother!" Zhang Yi said cheekily.

"That's my luck, you think everyone has my luck!"

Uncle Zhang smiled, cleaned up his toolbox, and carefully opened the cabinet next to him, and put the toolbox in a proper manner.

He took off the work cap on his head, revealing a little curly hair, not to mention, these forty or fifty people are still so handsome.

Zhang Yi must have been conquered by Uncle Zhang's appearance back then, and when she found out his real job, she found that he had already boarded the thief ship.

"I'm not in a hurry, I can't marry anyway, isn't there one who can't be married? The two of us have discussed it, but it really can't be done, and we can make do with it when we reach the age of sixty! ”

Zhang Yi put his hand on my shoulder as he spoke.

"Hey, take your hands away, do you turtles want to be beaten!"

I shook off his hand with a look of disgust!

"Ouch, why is this suddenly so fierce!"

"Get out of the way!" I slapped him viciously again.

Uncle Zhang had obviously seen this kind of scene many times, but he just shook his head and said, "Zhang Yi, you go and ask the forensic doctor in the bureau to come here, we have to call the police!" ”

"Call the police?" Zhang Yi jumped up.

I looked calm, didn't I call the police?

Uncle Zhang and I should feel the same, and we think that this corpse is missing a part.

A very important part is that he doesn't have a heart!