Death is solemn and solemn, and cannot be profaned, but to others it is business.
As a hearse driver, I have ferried countless deceased people on their last journey. I am familiar with the unspoken rules of the industry, and I have also encountered some strange things.
Once, I took a deceased person to the funeral parlor, and the only person following in the car was the deceased's young daughter. When I reached an intersection and needed to turn, I glanced at the rearview mirror out of habit and saw the deceased.
The man, I don’t know when, actually sat up from the paper coffin, staring at me blankly with a pair of empty eyes.
This was clearly a "hoax". Fortunately, his little daughter had fallen asleep in the car because she was too tired and was not frightened. I had only been a hearse driver for a few months at the time and had never encountered such a thing.
, I was a little confused for a moment, so I had to drive slowly and ask the captain of our hearse convoy on WeChat: Uncle Zhou, how should you deal with a fake corpse?
Lao Zhou replied lazily: It's so early in the morning, I don't want anyone to sleep, wait until I get up!
Lao Zhou just got out of the car in the early morning, and he probably fell asleep not long ago, but I couldn't wait any longer. I stretched my phone as far forward as possible, took a selfie, and sent it to him. Lao Zhou saw that in the photo, he was sitting
The deceased behind me immediately called: "Hurry up and put your cell phone on speaker and throw it into the coffin!"
I did as I was told and threw the phone in the old man's hand. Lao Zhou began to recite the incantation. After chanting for a long time, the old man finally slowly lay back down.
The full text of "Corpse Curse" is 108 words, with ancient Chinese pronunciation. Even though I later asked Lao Zhou to copy me a copy, I still couldn't understand many parts, so I could only memorize it according to the pronunciation, just in case.
need.
Another time, a month ago to be exact, I took a young and beautiful woman back to my hometown for burial. It was a long distance of more than 600 kilometers. It was summer and the temperature was 33 degrees Celsius.
There was no ice coffin in the hearse, so I had to turn the air conditioner to the lowest setting to prevent the body from rotting and changing the smell as much as possible. However, my broken car was a domestically made Jinbei, 10 years old, and the air conditioning performance was not good. Halfway through the run,
A strange fragrance began to fill the carriage.
How would you describe the taste?
Anyway, it has a very strange fragrance. The smell makes your whole body feel soft, and your mind starts to have wild thoughts unconsciously.
I vaguely felt that something was going to happen, so I immediately sought the opinions of the family members who were traveling with me, that is, the deceased’s husband: “Brother, it’s smelly. Let’s go to the front service area to relax before we leave.”
Her husband, who was in the passenger seat, didn't respond. I turned around and saw that his eyes were red and he was staring greedily at the paper coffin in the trunk, swallowing saliva.
"Hey, don't be impulsive! She's already dead!" I saw him trying to crawl over and quickly stopped me, but he pushed me away. My body swayed and the car almost hit the guardrail. I looked at myself
There was an obvious bruise on his arm where he had just touched me. I couldn't imagine that his skinny body could burst out with such great strength. It seemed like he was possessed by an evil spirit.
I didn't have the ability to handle this kind of thing alone, so I had to pull over and hide outside the highway guardrail. I called Lao Zhou again and asked him what to do.
"There's nothing I can do. Just wait until he's finished. Your car is stained with corpse oil and you won't be able to use it anymore," Lao Zhou said.
"What corpse oil?" I asked.
"You don't understand even after I tell you. Just call the police. That man will die soon."
Before Lao Zhou could finish his words, a man's shrill scream suddenly came from the hearse, and the car stopped heaving. I braved myself and went over, and looked in through the car window. I saw the man lying next to the paper coffin, with a ferocious face.
His body felt as if it had been blasted by a grenade, it was so miserable.
The family members of the deceased died in the hearse in an unbearable manner. Although I had nothing to do with it, as the driver of the hearse, I could not absolve myself of the blame. My employer ordered me to go home and reflect, and suspended me from my job without pay. If Lao Zhou hadn’t done it for me and the funeral director
If you plead for mercy, I might be fired.
A month later, the leader of my unit called me and asked me if I wanted to come back to work. Of course I said yes. Where can I find such a high-paying job (the salary of a hearse driver is not high, but the income outside of salary is quite considerable).
I still owe my mortgage!
The leader said yes, but because my car stained with corpse oil was scrapped, the team had no extra cars for me, so he asked me if I dared to drive the Cadillac hearse?
"Then what does Lao Zhou drive?" I asked. That Cadillac hearse was Lao Zhou's exclusive car, and the license plate was also very special: Jiang J-00000.
"Lao Zhou resigned the day before yesterday." the leader said.
"Resign? Why?" I wondered, Lao Zhou had always done a good job.
"I have cancer, late stage." The leader said coldly.
"...Okay, then I'll think about it." I hesitated. The reason why I hesitated is because Lao Zhou's hearse is specially responsible for pulling people who died abnormally, such as those who died in fires, drowned, car accidents, and committed suicide.
The one who killed him.
The resentment was so strong that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control it. I even wondered if Lao Zhou's cancer had anything to do with driving that hearse.
"What are you considering? How many people are rushing to pick up Lao Zhou's car? Can you drive it? If not, I will give it to others!" the leader said impatiently.
"I'll drive! I'll drive!" I said quickly. Although it might be "dangerous", that car was, after all, the number one in the hearse industry in this city. When the job was good, I could earn between 30,000 and 50,000 yuan a month.
In our third-tier city with a population of only 5 million, we already have a “gold collar” income. Who would have trouble with money?
"That's right, Xiao Wu, I wish you good luck, quack!" The leader smiled strangely and hung up the phone. His smile made my hair stand on end, and I always felt like I had been tricked.
No matter what, I finally resumed my work. The sun rises as usual every day, and I have to go on day by day.
When I went to work the next day, I got the key to Lao Zhou's Cadillac. However, it was a peaceful day. Only 18 people died in the city, all of them normal deaths. It was not my turn to get out of the car.
After get off work, I bought some fruits and flowers and went to the hospital to visit Lao Zhou.
I haven’t seen him for a month. The originally strong and healthy old Zhou has been tortured by cancer until only a handful of bones are left, and his face has become thin and disfigured. When he learned that I had taken over his hearse, his eyes suddenly widened and he tensed up.
He grabbed my hand tightly and whispered hard: "Xiao Wu... there are... three... three taboos when driving my car. You must... you must remember it! Otherwise... you will...