Ten minutes later, I was sitting in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette continuously.
This is my second day at work. I don’t know if it’s because I have too much innate understanding or what. Anyway, in just two days, I have mastered the art of spitting out smoke circles, while Uncle Quan next to me is very confused.
Fengqing sat next to me, and a pair of old eyes stared at me seemingly absent.
"Are you really sure you don't want to do it anymore?" Uncle Quan said calmly.
After Uncle Quan finished speaking, I blew out a puff of smoke, then raised my eyebrows and said bitterly: "What are you doing? I'm just here to burn the corpse, but you still want me to watch the night shift, forget it, damn it
There is also a morgue in the crematorium? Why do you expect people to use this class?"
Just a few minutes ago, Uncle Quan told me that the row of small dark rooms was actually not a warehouse, but a place dedicated to storing unidentified and unclaimed corpses; as for the girl named Little Tomato, she was one of them.
Uncle Quan also said that there are more than a dozen existences like Little Tomato in the small dark room!
You said, I came to work in this crematorium just to make more money, but I am not stupid. If one day I am harmed by these guys, who will compensate my old Zhou family for being so beautiful?
son?
"Boy, I told you that's not called the morgue, that's the name of the hospital. We call it the Yin and Yang Room here!"
"I don't care what time you have. Anyway, I'm going to leave tomorrow. I will find a way to pay back your two thousand yuan. If I continue this class, I will scare them to death sooner or later..."
I made it clear that I was going to give up my burden, but when I was frightened by that little girl tonight, instead of feeling tired at all in the middle of the night, I was actually filled with righteous indignation.
When Uncle Quan heard my words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Do you think you can stop doing it if you don't want to?"
"Otherwise you can still force me?" I frowned and replied.
"Hehe." Uncle Quan chuckled, and then his eyes glanced directly at me.
As soon as I saw Uncle Quan's eyes, I immediately felt nervous. Could it be that this old guy wanted to do something to me that would make everyone angry? In the news on TV before, I often saw that there were some strong tastes.
The guy likes little fresh meat like me...
"I've said it before, I don't like men, and I'm still an old man..." I immediately turned my body half a step back.
"Humph, you little boy with no hair, if I say that if you don't want to die, you have to follow me and continue to be a cremator, do you believe it?"
Uncle Quan's voice fell slowly, and I immediately showed a look of contempt, "I believe in you, why don't I believe in Jesus?"
"Humph, you silly boy. If you are still talking tough when you are about to die, let's take a look at your chest." Uncle Quan said angrily.
"Look at the chest?"
Uncle Quan's words made me feel a little suspicious. Why are you looking at your chest so well? And you said death is imminent? Do you think I am a three-year-old child and you can scare me casually?
I quickly took off my clothes, thinking that I would let Uncle Quan see my strong chest muscles, but when my eyes came to my chest, my mind suddenly went blank...
Under the bright white electric light, I saw a very obvious red spot on the skin of my chest.
And just when I took a shower yesterday, I didn't even see this thing on my chest. Why did there suddenly appear a red spot today?
I suddenly took a breath of air, and I was even more shocked!
"What's going on? Why do I have this thing growing on my body?"
I quickly stretched out my hand to wipe away the red spot, but I found that when my hand touched the red spot, I felt that the red spot felt very rough, just like sand!
At this time, Uncle Quan on the side looked at me calmly, and then said calmly: "Silly boy, have you ever seen a snake change its skin?"
"I saw it on TV." I nodded suddenly and said.
"Hmph, your thing is just like a snake changing its skin, but the snake changes its skin to be reborn, but you gave birth to this thing just to wait for death."
After Uncle Quan finished speaking, I felt like my head was suddenly blurred!
"Waiting to die? Uncle Quan, are you kidding me? Isn't this an ordinary erythema? Am I allergic?"
"Allergic? You stupid boy, let me ask you, do you still remember the immortal master from Linjia Village? The way he looked before he died was covered with this kind of red stuff..."
As soon as I heard Uncle Quan talking about the immortal master from Linjia Village before, I couldn't help but tremble!
That Immortal Master was the second corpse I burned, and when he was sent into the furnace, I saw with my own eyes that this Immortal Master was covered in blood, just like a bloody man.
"The blood came from this thing, and this thing is called a blood spot." Uncle Quan opened the cigarette box and gently took out a cigarette.
When I saw this, I jumped over to him. First I took the initiative to light a cigarette for Uncle Quan, and then, not caring about my disheveled clothes, I started to give Uncle Quan a beating on his back.
"My dear Uncle Quan, don't lie to me because I don't have enough education. How can I cure these blood spots? I'm still so young and haven't even married yet. I really don't want to die..."
At the end of my words, I actually felt a little scared; I had been working at the crematorium these past two days, and although not many bodies had been burned, I had witnessed with my own eyes the state after death, which was silent and without any feeling.
and consciousness were burned to ashes by the raging fire.
And the feeling of watching a intact corpse turn into a pile of ashes in front of me made me realize how valuable life is, and it is something that cannot be exchanged for money...
"Huh, weren't you very tough just now?" Uncle Quan joked.
"Am I not kidding you?"
Uncle Quan rolled his eyes at me and said, "Humph, you really don't want to die?"
I nodded violently, although in my heart I despised Uncle Quan for saying, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Is there any idiot in the world who would want to die?" But on the surface, I still pretended to be respectful.
"If you don't want to die, it's very simple. Then continue to be a cremator. I see that your bones are clear and your fortune is strong..."
"Stop it, Uncle Quan, let's get to the point. I am a cremator, will you save me?" I said to Uncle Quan, licking my face.
"Yes, as long as you continue to be a corpse cremator, I will save you. No, I will teach you how to avoid destiny's retribution!"
Uncle Quan's words fell slowly, and I couldn't help but feel my heart move; and soon, Uncle Quan's next words made my heart waver even more.
"Boy, you already have that jade ring in your hand. Do you know the origin of this jade ring?" Uncle Quan asked.
I shook my head and said I didn't know, but I was shocked. I didn't expect that Uncle Quan actually knew that I picked up the jade ring...
"Hmph, you don't know anything but you dare to carry this dead thing in your arms? Have you ever heard of the five arts of metaphysics?"
I shook my head again and said I don't know.
I saw Uncle Quan's old eyes narrowing slightly, as if he hated iron for not becoming steel. I unconsciously touched my nose with a sneer on my face.
"The so-called five arts refer to the five major knowledge passed down from ancient times: mountain, medicine, fortune, fortune telling, and divination. Although this is a kind of knowledge on the surface, after many years and countless sages' continuous improvement, it has become a
a heritage;
And this kind of inheritance belongs to the art of detecting destiny, so people who inherit these five arts will be extremely vulnerable to the retribution of destiny. As for the jade ring you wear on your left hand, it is the inheritance of physiognomy among these five arts...
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