When I came to the funeral home to report, the curator specially told me not to let small animals come into contact with the corpses, especially cats and dogs.

There are no dogs in the funeral home, but there are many wild cats entrenched around the funeral home, and they have a special position here, which is responsible for driving cats and dogs.

Regarding the relationship between cats and corpses, the curator's explanation is: cats, although they are a bit spiritual, are still animals in nature, which will damage the corpse and cause unnecessary disputes between the family of the deceased and the funeral home.

From the perspective of feudal superstition, it is easy to deceive corpses that have been touched by cats.

Lao Xu has lived in this world for sixty-two years, and although he has never seen a fraudulent corpse, he has also experienced some strange and unspeakable things. For example, on the night of his son's burial, he heard strange cat meows and met his son.

"You, saw your son?"

Liang Zhijie looked at Lao Xu, his expression didn't look like he was lying.

"I can't say I saw it." Lao Xu rubbed his hands: "It's like a dream, but you know you're not in a dream." I don't have much culture, so I don't know how to describe it to you. ”

Lao Xu looked at the freezer in front of him: "I won't tell you, before my son's accident, I also scoffed at those feudal superstitions, and I also quarreled with her because of my mother's burning incense and worshipping Buddha, but since I beat my son, I have experienced that kind of thing, I would rather believe in this kind of thing than believe it." ”

Lao Xu told Liang Zhijie that his family hid his son's car accident from him, because the family lacked money and counted on him to work on the construction site to earn money, and he was not even notified of his son's burial.

That day was his son's resurrection day, and he hadn't received a call from home yet, but I don't know if it was because of the father-son connection, he was very uneasy that night, and his whole heart was very uncomfortable. In order to calm his emotions, he walked around the construction site several times until 1 a.m., when he fell asleep.

said that he was sleeping, but in fact, he was squinting and lying, and he could hear the snoring in the shed and the wind outside the shed.

As he tossed and turned, he heard a cat meow.

The cat's meow was very special, as if it was coming from his ear and from a very distant place.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be glued, and he could only open a shallow slit.

Through the gap, he saw a vague shadow.

It was only when the shadow became clear that he recognized it as his son.

He was curious, he didn't know why his son was on the construction site, he wanted to sit up, as if something was pressed on his body. He tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound. The feeling he had at that time was very much like the legendary ghost press.

As if he knew he was in a hurry, his son walked to the bed.

When he saw the blood on his son's body, he was very anxious.

The son said that he was leaving, that he was not a good son, that he had been living all these years to cause trouble to the family. He asked Lao Xu to take care of his body, saying that if he was destined in the next life, he was willing to be his son, saying that he would definitely be an obedient son in the next life.

He kowtowed to Lao Xu, and Lao Xu was so anxious that he called out.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

The snoring in the shed was still in his ears, and the wind outside the window was also in bursts, mixed with the sound of cats, and the cats meowed farther and farther away, but his son was not in front of him.

He hurriedly called home, and it took a long time for his daughter-in-law to pick up the phone.

Before he could speak, his daughter-in-law began to cry, and he learned then that his son was dead and that he had no son.

After that night, he had a dream in which only his son's voice seemed to come from far away.

He called him Daddy, one after another, and with that sound came the sound of chains.

Several times he tried to answer, but a voice in his subconscious told him that if he answered, he would be carried away by the sound of chains. He was not afraid of death, he was afraid of leaving behind the orphans and widows at home.

Xu was because of these past experiences, and after hearing the cat's meow, Lao Xu closed the door tightly.

He looked at the time, and there were seventeen minutes before twelve, and he picked up the stick leaning against the corner and prepared to chase the cat away.

The wooden stick looked ordinary, but it was actually a hundred-year-old peach stick, which was cut by the old curator from the mountain behind their house when this funeral parlor was built.

Lao Xu picked up the wooden stick to chase the cat, and as soon as he opened the door outside, the cat jumped in through the crack in the door. This frightened Lao Xu, and he chased the cat around with a stick, and finally got the cat out, and when he returned, he found that the stool outside the morgue had been moved. At that time, he didn't take this situation to heart, thinking that he accidentally ran into it while chasing cats.

Because of the tight schedule, he only made a quick round before closing the door.

From twelve o'clock to seven o'clock in the morning, nothing strange happened, and he kept watch at the door.

At half past seven in the morning, according to the rules of the funeral home, he needed to make another tour of the morgue, and when he walked to the freezer, he was stunned. The freezer was opened, and the body inside was missing. He had seen a row of footprints on the ground, and the footprints were wet, like melted ice.

"Are you sure no one came in from twelve o'clock until seven o'clock in the morning?"

"Sure, although I nap, I sleep very lightly, and when I doze, I put my back against this door. If something came out of it, I couldn't possibly not know. I nap for a short time, and when I wake up, I check and I'm sure I haven't moved the whole second half of the night, and even when I get up and move, it's in front of the door. ”

As he spoke, Lao Xu pointed outside: "Also, there is surveillance in the corridor outside, but I don't know what's going on, but the monitoring was broken when this corpse was lost." ”

"Was it sabotage?"

"No, the surveillance is fine, it's the picture that was taken is broken." Lao Xu gestured: "The picture is stabbing and pulling, all of them are black and white snowflakes, just like the old TV set from decades ago." ”

"Where are the footprints on the ground?" Liang Zhijie squatted on the ground to check: "Where are those footprints you said?" ”

"It's gone, it's all watermarks, and the ground is gone as soon as it's dry."

"But the ground is wet."

"Mopping the floor, we have a rule here, we have to mop the ground every once in a while." Lao Xu explained: "I want to keep the footprints, but I can't keep them, even if I don't mop the floor, it will disappear." I took a picture with my phone, I don't know if you can see it. ”

Lao Xu took out his mobile phone, it was a smartphone that had been eliminated, the pixel was very low, and in this environment, the picture captured was extremely blurry and had no reference value.

"You're an elder and you work in this funeral home, and I want to hear your opinion. How do you think this corpse disappeared? ”

"The first type, I went out on my own, taking advantage of the time I was chasing the cat. In the second case, someone carried the corpse out, also while I was chasing the cat. Third, the body is still there, I don't know where it is hidden, but she didn't leave the funeral home. ”