In recent years, lipstick has suddenly become popular. Basically, all young girls carry a few tubes of lipstick in their bags. It can be said that a certain goods delivery expert named Li has revived an industry through live broadcasts. I don’t know what this thing is.
What is it made of? I heard it contains pig blood?
have no idea.
After waiting for more than a minute, I finally finished writing "The Spirit of the Hearse", with only two words: girl.
The word "child" was also written incorrectly, with an extra "俿" at the bottom.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
The spirit of the hearse remained mysterious and did not respond. I was thinking about it while driving, and I was puzzled. However, looking at the handwriting of the spirit of the hearse, although it was childish and ugly, the handwriting was not hasty or slow, unlike last time.
It's very hurried, which means that the gaffe is not serious, maybe it's just a kind reminder to me (last time the situation was critical, it was written in a hurry).
"Are there no other tips?" I asked again.
Not only that, but the word "girl" gradually faded and eventually disappeared.
"Okay, if something happens, please notify me in time." I said to the "air", but the spirit of the hearse still had no feedback.
I deliberately drove at a low speed and was cautious all the way. When I arrived at the city funeral home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. I asked the three of them to park the car at the entrance of the morgue. After opening the car door, they first moved away some distance, and then I invited Lao Qin.
After coming over, the two men cooperated and transported seven corpses with different postures, but all of which were quite horrifying, into the morgue and put them into the freezer. However, they could not be numbered for the time being because all the corpses had no skin and no clothes. The identification work was difficult.
It is estimated that we will have to wait until the family members of the deceased arrive before proceeding.
After everything was done, Lao Qin and I came out. He even retched a few times, but in the end he held it back and did not spit it out. I took a piece of Huazi from the car and gave it to him. Lao Qin nodded and accepted it by default, sandwiching it between
In his clothes, he stumbled back to the duty room.
I pulled the water pipe over and rinsed all the metal coffins in the hearses (there are drainage holes underneath, just rinse them, no one needs to go in to clean them), rinsed away the blood, water, fat and other dirt, and then called them
The three of them came over and drove the hearse back to the front yard.
The two colleagues were okay. After all, they didn't have direct contact with the corpse, and they came back safely. They were both gloating and elated because they got subsidies.
Xiao Wang looked a little regretful and secretly told me that if there was such a job next time, he would be given priority and he would definitely not be afraid.
I have not trained all the people in the hearse class to be "senior drivers" who specialize in pulling people who have died unexpectedly. Not everyone can do this job. If nothing else, there is a spirit of the hearse in their hearse.
Is there assistance? Definitely not (it was not available in my previous car).
After leaving the driver's cab, Wu Shan was still waiting for me.
"How about it, boss? Do you want to hire me?" Wu Shan was very confident.
I took out a wad of money from my wallet, about three thousand, which is just a lot of cash: "Take it, thank you for the labor fee for this trip."
"What do you mean?" Wu Shan put her hands in her pockets without taking the money, "You still don't want me?"
"I want it, but the price you offered is too high." I laughed and said, 50,000. The five buddies in our hearse team together don't even have that much monthly salary!
"Is fifty thousand high?" Wu Shan raised her eyebrows, "When I used to race in the Imperial Capital, the entry fee for a game was only fifty thousand!"
"Then you can go back to the imperial capital and continue the game." I said with a smile.
Wu Shan was not angry because of my teasing. She just pouted, swayed back and forth, lowered her head and said, "I just want to be excited!"
"It's because your family doesn't allow you to drive a racing car, right?" I guessed.
Wu Shan nodded: "Well, my dad said that driving a racing car is too dangerous and won't let me do it. He also said that I can drive any car, but I can no longer drive a racing car. I'm angry with him, so I just want to try driving a hearse."
"Not everyone can drive a hearse. Your skills are fine and you can control it very well no matter how fast or slow you are. But... do you believe in ghosts?" I deliberately kept a cold face and imitated Xie Xin'an's demeanor.
"Ghost?" Wu Shan sneered, "Don't be ridiculous, I am a materialist, there are no ghosts in the world! They are just stupid people, ordinary people just scaring themselves."
"You don't believe it, right?"
"Don't believe it!"
"But there really is a ghost." I said seriously.
"Then prove it to me! What you said is true!" Wu Shan pouted.
Although I have seen ghosts, I cannot summon ghosts. I have to rely on chance encounters. When I was in the morgue just now, everything was quiet and I didn't meet any ghosts. Xie Xin'an didn't seem to be here either. How should I prove it to Wu Shan?
There is a way!
"Get in the car, I'll take you somewhere." I took out Alpha's car keys.
"Where?"
"cafes."
"Is there a ghost in the cafe?" Wu Shan asked while rubbing her hands, seemingly looking forward to seeing if she would wet her pants if she saw a real ghost later!
The two drove away from the funeral home and headed to Yincheng Street. On the way, Wu Shan kept plugging in her headphones and listening to music, humming along. She didn't know whether she was pretending to be relaxed, or she was just relaxed and not afraid at all.
Entering Yincheng Street and looking at the funeral supplies shops lined up on both sides of the street, Wu Shan seemed a little scared. She took off her headphones and looked here and there from time to time.
"Have you never been here before?" I asked.
Wu Shan shook her head: "No, I'm always out of town and rarely in this city. Aren't they selling things for dead people here? Why is there a cafe?"
"Dead people drink coffee," I joked. Wu Shan trembled visibly and stopped making any sound.
When we arrived at the entrance of Yuantai Cafe, it was almost eleven o'clock. During the day, there were only a few living customers here, but at night, with the dim lights of the surrounding shops, no one would dare to come.
"Is there really a ghost inside?" Wu Shan slowly unbuckled her seat belt and asked in a low voice.
"Not necessarily. Just try your luck. Maybe there is, maybe not." I smiled.
I turned off the engine and got out of the car. I looked through the window and saw that there were actually two customers. They were two young nurses. They should be from the second hospital next door. They worked the night shift and came over to have a cup of coffee to refresh themselves. I knocked on the passenger window. Wu Shan
Reluctantly, he came down, raised the brim of his peaked cap, and looked at the sign of the cafe: "Okay, I seem to have heard of this cafe."
This city is a third-tier town with only three or five cafes in total. It would be strange for an idle person like her, who has a rich, wild and petty bourgeois family, not to have heard of them.
After entering the cafe, I looked at the front desk, and Xiaoli and Liao Xin were both standing inside.
"Huh?" Xiaoli's sharp eyes saw Wu Shan who had not come in yet, and whispered, "Sir, who is your girlfriend?"
"No, just a common friend, is there a place upstairs?" I looked back and saw Wu Shan took a deep breath, tensed her face, opened the door and came in.
"Yes, you two, please come with me." Xiaoli walked around the counter and greeted her warmly.
I nodded to Liao Xin, and she nodded to me. We were just acquaintances, and we might get to know each other better in the future. However, I have to take the initiative to build a good relationship with her. Her father is the God of Wealth in the underworld.
Already rich!
Xiaoli led Wu Shan and I up to the second floor. I noticed that Wu Shan had been staring at Xiaoli's chopstick legs, which were the same as when I first came here, because those legs were so fake.
, although Xiaoli can walk like a human (but in front of me, she is used to floating here and there), but when she walks, the muscles in her calf do not deform at all, just like two silicone legs.
We went up to the second floor and it was still private room No. 1. Wu Shan and I sat across from each other and pushed the menu to her.
Wu Shan flipped through it casually: "You order it, I'll do whatever you want."
"Two Americanos," I said.
"Okay, wait a minute, you two." Xiaoli held the menu and walked out.
"Did you notice anything unusual?" I asked with a smile.
"I feel like nothing is normal! It's so spooky!" Wu Shan lowered her voice and whispered.
"Really? This is a coffee shop dedicated to serving ghosts."
"But...where is the ghost?" Wu Shan asked.
"Didn't you see it just now?" I took a sip of lemonade, took out the flower seeds, and lit one.
"That waiter?" Wu Shan's eyes widened.
I nodded: "Why, doesn't it look like that?"
Wu Shan was noncommittal and looked out the window in confusion.
It was still raining moderately outside the window, and under the yellowish street lights, people without umbrellas were strolling forward in twos and threes.
"Huh? Why is it raining? When I got off the car just now, the sky was full of stars!" Wu Shan asked doubtfully.
"What you saw is not the Yincheng Street just now." I said.
"What is that?"
"Underworld."
"Ah?" Wu Shan trembled and quickly looked away, "Really, really, don't scare me! I'm so timid!"
I took a puff of cigarette, shook my head and smiled: "Tell me, where are we now?"
“It’s a cafe!”
"Which floor?"
"What's wrong on the second floor?" Wu Shan blinked.
"When you entered the door just now, didn't you look up at the signboard? Recall, how many floors does this cafe have?" I smiled at her frightened look, which looked very much like me that day.
Wu Shan tilted her head and thought for a while, then her pupils suddenly opened wide: "This is a bungalow! How can there be a second floor!"
"So, we two are already in the underworld."
"You! Are you a human or a ghost?" Wu Shan suddenly became suspicious of me.
Before I could answer, a sweet laugh suddenly came from outside the private room: "Oh, the thief shouted to catch the thief, and he threw himself into the trap. You little bitch, you actually deceived me? Why don't you open your eyes to see who this is?"
’s territory!”
After saying that, Xie Xin'an opened the curtain and entered the private room, wearing a white uniform and a high hat, holding the mourning stick in her hand. Before I could react, she hit Wu Shan on the head with the stick!