I rushed out of the room. I wanted to find Yinyan, but I didn't go in the end. If I went to find her, she would get angry with me if she knew I took Mao Xiaoli's face painting. So the solution to the problem still had to be found by Mao Xiaoyan, this woman.
This weird woman really scared me. Their reminder was correct. If you come into contact with this woman, you will get into trouble.
I went to the Zaishui Yifang community where Mao Xiaoli lived.
I knocked on the door and Mao Xiaoli opened it.
"That face painting..."
"This stuff is ready for you. Go back and gently apply it on your face painting, and everything will be fine."
"Mao Xiaoli, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Nothing. The face painting recognizes its owner. It has identified you. Even if you take it back, it will be useless. If you destroy it, you will be in big trouble. The person closest to you will die, die..."
Mao Xiaoli's face is a little deformed.
The bottle was black, and I couldn't tell what was inside. There was also a small brush, very delicate. I took it back and sat there, the face painting was getting older and older. I hesitated, but still opened the small bottle. It smelled like blood, and I was so sick that I almost vomited. It was blood.
This was something I didn't expect. It should be Mao Xiaoli's blood. Her family has the habit of bloodletting.
I lit a cigarette, calmed myself down, picked up the brush, and started painting the face. Mao Xiaoli told me to only paint the face part.
I have never painted so carefully before, just like putting on makeup, little by little, I stood there and painted, and when I finished, I looked at the clock and it was already midnight. I always felt like there was a temptation, and after I finished, I felt scared.
In the morning, I got up and prepared to go to work. I looked up at the face painting and almost screamed. I returned to my 10**-year-old appearance and smiled. Damn it, what evil thing is Mao Xiaoli doing
I ran out and took me a long time to calm down. I got in the car and drove to the crematorium. I sat down in the office and lit a cigarette. I found that I was smoking more and more.
I entered the morgue and glanced at the display screen. There were a lot of jobs to do today, twenty-one in total. This was the peak period for the death of old ladies and old men, and the winter had prevented them from getting through it.
Yinyan came in.
"Swallow, don't go into the morgue unless necessary."
"I'll accompany you."
"No, just go home and wait for me. I'll be there after get off work."
Yinyan is still with me. Today I felt something was wrong, but I couldn’t tell what it was.
It was the last one. Yinyan went out to the bathroom, and I heard someone calling my name again. I was in the single room and had just put the body onto the hearse. I was startled and pulled the white cloth over and covered it.
When I wanted to go out, I saw a door on the east wall of the single room. I was stunned. I remembered that there was no door in this single room. There was no door in any single room. It was just blocked by a curtain. I was stunned and stared at the door. It was no different from the other doors. It was the same.
I stood there in a daze, and actually walked towards the door step by step. I couldn't control myself. I thought something bad was going to happen. I knew it was going to happen, but I still walked forward step by step.
"stop."
Yinyan suddenly appeared. I still didn't stop. She rushed over and grabbed me.
"That door doesn't exist."
I clearly saw it, how could it not exist
After Yinyan finished shouting, the door actually disappeared. I was stunned and then came to my senses. I sat down on the freezer with a fart.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."
We went out and took the last of the dead to the farewell hall.
After work, I changed my clothes and came out, and Yinyan was already in the car.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's an illusion."
I know, it’s not that simple. It seems that this matter is still very troublesome.
Yinyan suddenly received a call.
"I have something to do. You drive yourself home and get some sleep."
Yinyan drove away on her own. She didn't tell me what happened and I didn't want to ask more.
I drove out of the crematorium and headed towards Master Zhou's place.
When we arrived at Master Zhou's house, Zhang Xiaoxue was cooking. She saw me and ran out, holding my hand.
"Brother Mingzhe, come in quickly."
When I went in, Master Zhou was drinking tea and watching TV.
"Hello, Master Zhou."
"Call me grandma from now on."
"Hello, grandma."
I sat down.
"You look pale, what happened?"
I hesitated for a moment and then said it. Master Zhou actually stood up and then sat down again.
"Xiaozhe, what's wrong with you? You always encounter these strange things. People who are completely yin are a little too evil."
"I don't know either. What's going on with that door?"
"Ghost seduction, temptation, others can't see it, but you can see it."
"Ghost seduction?"
"You have offended someone unclean, or in other words, you owe them something?"
I was just wondering, how is this possible
"what to do?"
"Just don't go in."
"But when that door appeared, I couldn't control myself. If it wasn't for Yan Zi, I would have gone in. What would have happened if I had gone in?"
Master Zhou said.
"You must not go in."
"but… "
Master Zhou didn't give me an answer that day. After dinner and chatting about other things, I went home. Sitting at home, the face painting looked hairy, so I found a piece of cloth to cover it.
In the middle of the night, I actually heard crying, a girl's crying. I recognized it immediately as the one with the face painting. I was very surprised and came out to tear off the cloth covering her face.
"Why are you crying? What do I owe you?"
Face Painting actually smiled. I closed my eyes and I had a bad feeling. I actually fell in love with her a little.
When I woke up in the morning, the face painting was still smiling. I didn't want to hide it anymore. You can smile as much as you want. I cooked some noodles. After eating, I sat there watching TV. I thought about the ghost temptation. What kind of temptation is that? Is there no one who can resist it
Master Shen called me and asked me to work a shift tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Of course, there is no problem with that.
But what I am curious about is what kind of temptation this ghost temptation should be.
I actually heard laughter, "Hehehe", and I almost threw the teacup in my hand. Damn it, I can't do this anymore.
That was the sound of the face laughing.
I think my mother escaped, and my father Ke Zuo encountered so many strange things. He never told me when he was alive. He just told me that the crematorium was a place he couldn't get rid of. He always said so. Now I understand that my mother's escape may be related to more strange things, and it is not entirely because of the smell of death on my father. That was just an excuse. The thread is loose, and what should be pulled out is a tangled mess.
I don’t know how to solve this problem. It seems I have to talk to Yinyan, otherwise I will be in big trouble.
I called Yinyan and she said she was out of town and would be home in an hour and asked me to prepare some food.
I went to the market to buy vegetables and unexpectedly saw Mao Xiaoli. She was smiling at me strangely, wearing mourning white. Damn, I actually met her here. I wanted to go over to her, but she turned and left. The smile she gave me when she turned back was truly the strangest smile in the history of the world.
I got home and found my wallet was gone. I was so angry.
Cooking, preparing meal, everything is ready, Yinyan is back.
"Where have you been?"
I'm kind of angry.
"Sorry, I went to see a classmate. Nothing much, just chatting. She's a female classmate."
I didn't know what to ask anymore. I was just very angry because there were many things about Yinyan that I didn't know, and some things were even hidden from me.
When Yinyan saw the face painting, she jumped up, looked at me blankly, and then got angry.
"What do you want Mao Xiaoli's things for?"
"It was given to me. I regretted it and wanted to send it back, but I can't."
"Xiao Zuo, you are awesome. I told you not to have any contact with Mao Xiaoli, but you actually wanted her things."
I told her what happened and Yinyan shook her head.
"I'm in trouble."
"That's for sure. You're in a lot of trouble."
I didn't say anything else. After dinner, Yinyan said she had something to do and left. I was too lazy to ask any more questions. That was it. There was a problem in the relationship between Yinyan and I. We couldn't communicate, I thought, but Yinyan didn't want to think about it at all. She was in her own world and I couldn't get in at all.
I have to work for two days in a row, which I don't want. But I have to do this. Master Shen is a good person, even between colleagues, please, I can't refuse this.
But I came here to worry. I was really scared. What if the voice calling me didn't come out again, or I saw the door again? What if the ghost came out again
I went into the morgue and took a look. There were two dead bodies in a single room, which was exactly what I liked. But there was nothing I could do.
I pushed the bodies one by one into the farewell hall according to the order.
Finally, it was the turn of the two people in the single room. Normally, they would have lined up at the front, but today it was quite strange. I entered a single room, and unexpectedly, the director came in.
"Xiao Ke, this person from Baihua Hall is the child of my friend."
Behind the director was a man in his fifties, listless and with dull eyes. I nodded, and they left. The director arranged this so that the family members could have psychological comfort. The people working here all have awe for the deceased. Whether they say it or not, they all do the same work. There will be absolutely no disrespect or inadequacy. This is a virtue of ours and must be done. The master told me this on the first day I came.
I entered the Baihua Hall, opened the freezer, and gently lifted the white cloth. It turned out to be a girl in her twenties. The makeup artist had already done her makeup. I didn't expect her to be so young. I couldn't tell how she died.
I carried him onto the hearse and gently covered him with a white cloth.
“Have a nice journey.”
I pushed it out, but the door I was worried about did not appear. I sent it to the farewell hall, and then to the transport platform after everything was done. There was only one dead person left.
I went back to Evergreen Hall, and I walked slowly, always feeling that something would go wrong at this moment.
I entered the Changqing Hall and there was a breeze, which blew the curtains. Actually, it was normal, but this time it was very strong and the curtains were blown very high, and I started to sweat.
I stood in the corner for a while, looking for a while, didn't find anything unusual, walked to the freezer, opened the lid, and when I was about to lift the sheet, it slid down by itself, which was impossible, unless someone pulled it, I actually saw the dead man's hand pulling the sheet. Fuck you, I jumped to the corner, I had never encountered such a thing before, the door didn't appear, but this happened, it seems that I am really an unlucky guy.
I leaned against the wall and watched the following movements.
The dead man's hand was actually raised. He was an old man with dry hands, stretching them out, trying to grab something. I was completely stunned. My mind went blank and I didn't even know I had run away.
When I recovered, I heard a cry.
"Save me."
I almost died and fell to my knees. Don't play with me like this.
I ran as fast as I could and rushed into the director's office.
"Director..."
I'm speechless.
"What's wrong? What a fuss."
"Director, alive..."
The director was stunned for a moment, then understood what I meant.
The manager stood up and walked away, and I followed closely behind him.
"Captain, are you going to call some people?"
"What? No one can know about this."
The director didn't seem to be afraid, just nervous. He was nervous because he was afraid of something unexpected happening. (To be continued)