The so-called morgue does not only refer to a certain morgue, but often in large hospitals, there is more than one room for the body.

Therefore, the rooms and floors used to park the corpses, or simply the entire building, are collectively referred to as morgues.

For example, the size of St. Provo's Hospital has a whole floor of rooms dedicated to parking corpses.

Zhang Jialiang had just been pushed in, and there was a clear number, so it was easy to find his location.

In the morgue, Zhang Jialiang's ghost did stay in this world.

But if you stay too long, you will easily develop resentment, and turn into evil spirits or ghosts and other things that harm people.

Under normal circumstances, the ghost cannot stay in the human world for more than 7 days, and during this time, the ghost should stay away from any corpse as much as possible, otherwise there is a probability that the corpse will be 'alive'.

"I'll go outside and keep watch!"

The dean said honestly, then walked out and closed the door.

"You'd better avoid it too."

Zou Xia asked him to spend more time with his parents, although the living could not feel his existence, but for him, it was a comfort.

Once he was taken away by the evil spirit messenger after a few days, he had to be separated from his relatives in the yang world, Yin and Yang, and he would never see each other again.

After Zhang Jialiang left,

Zou Xia pushed his body out of the freezer, took off all the clothes on his body, and lay quietly next to Zhang Jialiang's body.

Then in the empty morgue, there was a sudden sound of obscurity, very ethereal, so that people could not hear any specific syllables, but this sound was obvious, it was spit out from Zou Xia's mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but in the morgue, there was a sudden silence.

Zou Xia's body was instantly dehydrated, as if some energy was flowing rapidly, and the corpse became like an Egyptian mummy, with withered limbs, fragile as if they could be broken with a slight break.

"Hiss~~~"

On the contrary, Zhang Jialiang's corpse suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, like a fish that lacked water on the shore.

"Uh-uh~~~"

His mouth was wide open, and a strange wheezing sound sounded in his throat.

The corpse, in the reorganization, the symptoms in the body, recovered, the scar on the surface of the body, recovered, the thin body was like blowing, and the strong muscles were rapidly bulging.

The suits, which represent various player figures, instantly emerge from various parts of the body, and look quite artistic.

Immediately after that, the most terrifying thing is the face.

The flesh and bones on Zhang Jialiang's face were like soft, his muscles kept stirring and surging, and his eyes were squeezed out of his sockets.

The appearance is getting farther and farther away from Zhang Jialiang's somewhat handsome appearance.

However, the face shape gradually moved closer to Zou Xia's appearance, and then corrected it little by little, and finally that face, without flaws, completely changed into Zou Xia's appearance.

"Rustling ......"

The man's corpse sat up from the bed, his hands groping on both sides, holding two round eyeballs and stuffing them into his sockets.

Then the eyeballs rolled back and forth in the sockets, and rolled up and down, left and right several times before they became normal.

The man lifted the last cover on his body and stood up naked, his skin was excessively white, it was the kind of unhealthy white, but the good skin quality made women a little jealous.

Pick up the clothes you took off from the ground and change them.

When you put on the clothes, your body looks a little thin, but when you lift the hem of the jacket, the six-pack abs on your stomach are very obvious, and they are carefully carved.

Changing his clothes, he walked over to 'his own corpse'.

The slender fingers pointed at the abdomen, and the corpse completely turned into Zhang Jialiang's appearance.

Not to mention his parents, even Zhang Jialiang himself, there is no difference.

After adapting to his new body, Zou Xia simply did a few sets of stretching before pushing open the door of the morgue and striding out.

"Uncle ......"

The dean observed Zou Xia curiously, trying to find out what was different from him.

But there's really no significant difference.

I have to say that he is a doctor, so at first glance, you can see that Uncle Zou's complexion and complexion are much healthier, although there is still a little difference from normal people, but it is not as white and blue as before. Like a walking corpse.

Now, at most, there's less sunlight.

Zou Xia didn't have much to observe about his own changes, but he was curious, as if he was scratched by a kitten, and he couldn't wait to know whether the scene he saw in his dream was true or false.

He was under the impression that

There is no basement room in his estate.

But that scene is so real, Wen Jun's cheongsam, the hanging female corpse......

All the details are converging on what the answer is.

That answer gave him a feeling of inexplicability.

The old man was right, he could be happy, he could be angry, he could be crazy...... But all his emotions are based on his perennial observation of the species of 'man' and the response made by the current environment.

In fact, he can't feel emotions, no matter what kind of expression on his face, it is difficult to really set off turbulent waves in his heart.

So when Wen Jun sounded, he would feel uncomfortable inexplicably, but was it pain, or remorse for what behavior...... It was hard for him to tell.

After explaining what happened to the director, he left the hospital alone and returned to the manor.

After being reborn, he felt incomparably light, both physically and mentally.

After returning to the manor, he searched almost the entire manor in one night, but he did not find the basement in his dream.

But his intuition told him that the basement definitely existed, and that it contained many secrets that he had forgotten.

The next morning, he didn't have time to rest and continue rummaging, so he immediately drove out of the door.

Because Zhang Jialiang's ghost chased him and told him that the funeral was about to begin, and he had to fulfill his promise at the funeral-

- Let all the relatives and friends who attended the funeral send him out of this world with a smile.

It's difficult, but it's not difficult.

Zou Xia, who was wearing a black suit, appeared in front of the funeral home again and walked slowly to Zhang Jialiang's funeral.

stepped forward and bowed earnestly.

Then an invisible ivory-white Burmese python emerged from his cuff, instantly elongated, and encircled the entire venue.

"Python ghost, use illusion to envelop the entire venue!"

"This is not a funeral, it's a farewell party to send off relatives/best friends on a long journey!"

The python ghost's blood-red snake pupils instantly released a strong light, enveloping everyone in the venue, and as Zou Xia's words fell, the expressions on the faces of all the guests instantly changed from sad and serious to talking and laughing.

Zhang Jialiang shuttled among these guests, looking at their smiling faces affectionately and listening to their blessings...... It's like I want to imprint this scene deeply in my mind and never forget it.

Soon, the body was cremated and the ashes were buried.

Zhang Duoli is Zhang Jialiang's distant cousin, and in the group of children, watching everyone bury their cousin's urn in the tomb.

I don't know why, but a deep sadness suddenly rose in my heart.

"Brother, why did my cousin travel far away and ask so many relatives to send it? And, where the hell is he going? Even Zhang Duoli didn't think about the meaning of her two questions, as if she just asked them casually.

But as soon as this question is asked, it can feel strange.