If you are of the same age as me, then you must have watched a Hollywood movie called "Jurassic Park" when you were a child. When two children escaped from the invading velociraptors in the base, they used to
Something like a table or a chair blocked a door, and then the door was slightly arched due to the collision of the Velociraptor. So when the mortuary door was arched like this, I seemed to have become the one who was being tortured.
Like a child being chased by a velociraptor, he involuntarily took a few steps back.
Political Commissar Liang asked Hu Zongren and I in a panicked tone, "What should we do now? How can we eliminate this thing? Ah! I can apply for the use of firearms. Can I hit my head?" He asked urgently and his tone was very panicked. He must have said
Political Commissar Liang will never forget the scene just now, and I concluded that he must be a fan of zombie movies, and he also knows how to hit the head, which is really good.
Hu Zongren made a separate gesture to Political Commissar Liang, and then said to Political Commissar Liang, don't bother. The fewer people who know about this matter, the better. If more people know about it, it will cause panic. I clicked
Head, because I know very well what will happen when a strange incident that is originally small-scale is magnified by ordinary people. The so-called chemical plant raw materials leaked a few years ago, and the military dispatched tanks because of it, is a simple example.
Political Commissar Liang was very anxious. He stamped his feet and asked what should be done. This made Hu Zongren a little impatient. He said to Political Commissar Liang, "Don't make any noise. We have never encountered this before. Please let us know."
Let’s think about it!
Hu Zongren's violent roar caused several voice-activated lights in the entire corridor to light up. Political Commissar Liang, I think the military rank on his clothes can be regarded as a high-ranking official, but when encountering such a thing, he couldn't help but
He was as helpless as a child. After being yelled at by Hu Zongren, he actually stopped talking. Hu Zongren said to me, is there anything you can do now? I shook my head. In fact, although I am very scared of ghosts, I am more afraid of ghosts.
We are afraid of this kind of ghost that possesses the dead, because it appears so concrete and clear before our eyes. So Hu Zongren told me, why don’t you call Mr. Situ, he is more experienced and may have encountered similar situations.
thing. I nodded, then took out my phone, and found that there was no signal at the end of the passage on the second floor, so I asked everyone to wait for me where I was, and I walked to the garage. When there was signal, I
Call Situ.
In fact, although I am a relatively open-minded person, I am relatively receptive to many things, even some issues that are bound by morality in terms of human ethics, especially when it comes to emotions. I have always respected Situ's emotions very much.
I also silently blessed him. Even though I can't transcend to his level, I still admire him for being strong and strong. But when Situ's call was answered, I heard a sharp and ambiguous elderly man.
After laughing, I still inevitably got goosebumps all over my body. As for why it is said to be ambiguous, you will naturally understand it if you separate these two words.
I roughly told Situ about the current situation, and asked him to help find someone to find out about a female Taoist disciple named Zhao Jing in Chongqing, who her master was, etc., considering that I had previously entrusted
People who inquire may only get some superficial information. I repeatedly told Situ that this matter is very important and please take it to heart. After Situ learned about the strange things we encountered this time, he pondered for a while and said to us, "What happened to you this time?"
What arrived was the living dead.
The living dead are not the kind described by Mr. Jin Yong, but specifically refer to a state of being wandering between life and death. Strictly speaking, they are also ghosts, but because some of the characteristics of living people have not disappeared, they have obviously lost their
They lost their vital signs, so they were called the living dead. In the early days, this name was often used to describe miners who died due to mining accidents, because miners spent most of their working time underground, and we Chinese believe that only dead people
They will be under the ground, so they are called the living dead. If we search carefully, it is not difficult to find such information in the news of some mining accidents. For example, a mining accident occurred in a certain coal mine, and how many people died, but a few of them
People crawled out on their own or were rescued, but died of severe internal injuries not long after being rescued. Especially those who crawled out on their own and were rescued but died soon after, are typical living dead.
In other words, when the mining accident happened, his body was already dead, but the ghost refused to give up. When the desire to survive is greater than the surrounding resistance, the ghost will often use his body to do something beyond his own ability.
Things outside the scope, such as digging holes with bare hands to escape, are relatively rare, and the rate of discovery is not high. The only purpose of these ghosts' temporary existence can no longer be called a wish, but a kind of last resort.
Basic desires, even desires. The man lying in the mortuary, according to Situ’s reminder, I immediately connected with the living dead. If he has desires or desires, it seems that we have been here for so long
, I have always ignored an important clue mentioned by the medical staff at the beginning, which was the inexplicable smell of smoke.
Is the desire to smoke enough to cause a ghost to be unwilling to leave? Hu Zongren and I are both smokers, and I am sure that our desire to smoke will not be a source of harm after our death. Situ said that he was not at the scene, and the specific situation is unknown.
It was difficult to analyze accurately, but he could conclude that this was a living dead person. Since everyone was there, he might as well test it out.
I asked Situ how to test it. He said, don't you both have cigarettes on you? Light it up and throw one in. If that's not the reason, think of other ways. I thought to myself that there seems to be no new way besides this.
Now, Situ was busy playing happily with Master Tiesongzi. He probably agreed to answer my call because he was showing off my great respect. So after hanging up the phone, I returned to Hu Zongren and the others. When I saw Hu Zongren’s
At that time, he was leaning against the wall with his head held high in defiance. Opposite him stood Zhao Jing, who was about to cry with anger, and Political Commissar Liang, who was embarrassed and didn't know whether he should persuade her. No need to ask, it looked like I had just beaten him.
During the phone call, Zhao Jing and Hu Zongren had a heated argument, and they won an overwhelming victory because of Hu Zongren's bad words.
Hu Zongren saw me coming, so he asked me what Situ said. I roughly relayed what Situ meant. Hu Zongren asked me if I wanted to do it. I said yes, do you have a cigarette? He took out a cigarette from his bag.
, lit one, and then walked towards the two side-by-side double doors. First, he opened the one near the corridor. It was a double door with glass, and inside was a door made of fireproof material.
Windowless door. Hu Zongren leaned against the door on the inside. After taking two strong puffs, he suddenly pushed the door open a gap, then flicked the half-burned cigarette in with his thumb and middle finger, and then held his hands tightly
I held the door open. I only saw a loud banging sound, and then the door became quiet.
I reminded Hu Zongren to be on the safe side and have another one. Hu Zongren nodded. When we estimated that the cigarette was about to burn out, Hu Zongren repeated his trick and popped one in. This time we waited until the calculation time was almost the same.
When the two cigarettes were half-burned, I stood next to Hu Zongren and quietly pushed the door open a crack. Hu Zongren and I, one at a high place and the other at a low place, looked into the door.
There were lights in the room, and the brightness was much brighter than in the corridor where we were standing, so we could easily see what was going on inside, and immediately found the cigarette butts on the ground, one of which had been burned out, maybe because
Hu Zongren was so nervous that he bounced a little far, almost close to the sink. The other one was unfortunately bounced by Hu Zongren to the laboratory table in the middle, closer to the edge, still smoking, but
When we found the cigarette butt, we couldn't help but see the previous corpse, which was in a very weird posture, with one side of its head and face pressed against the laboratory table, facing the cigarette butt, and the smoke was pouring in continuously.
into his nostrils.
The so-called uninterrupted means that there is no breathing rate. The corpse's nostrils look more like a vacuum cleaner or range hood at this moment, sucking in the smoke continuously. Not only that, the corpse's eyes are half-squinted, as if
He seemed to be enjoying himself very much. Hu Zongren closed the door and whispered to me. It seemed that Situ had guessed it right. There are really people in this world who want to smoke and want to die in peace. I said what should we do now? Shall we go in? Hu Zongren
Of course he went in. Your formation seems to be of no use to a ghost like this who has a body and his body is his own. Since he didn’t rush out, why don’t we go in. I turned around and looked at Zhao Jing who was standing outside the door.
Talk to Political Commissar Liang, what should we do with these two guys? Hu Zongren thought for a while and said, let Zhao Jing stay here to protect the political commissar. If the two of us go in and they follow, won't they only be a hindrance?
I nodded and walked outside and said to Zhao Jing, "You can keep an eye on Political Commissar Liang here. We have to go in and try." Zhao Jing asked hurriedly, "What are you trying?" I answered her, it's none of your business. Then I closed the door.
I opened the outer door and locked the lock from the inside. Then I also lit a cigarette, handed it to Hu Zongren, and said to him, do it again.
Hu Zongren took the cigarette and flicked it in again. After waiting for about half a minute, I nodded to Hu Zongren, and the two of us gently opened the door, ducked in, and immediately closed the door. But when I just locked it
When I was about to turn around and look into the room, as soon as I turned around, my face bumped into Hu Zongren's back. When I was about to ask him what he was doing, I saw Hu Zongren looking straight ahead stupidly. I must admit that he
I have never seen such an expression before. There was surprise and even a hint of fear.
I followed Hu Zongren's gaze and then felt a chill in my back.