Folk Stories About Corpse Burning

Chapter 283: Basement ghost characters

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Director Ke came again. I don’t like this person very much, so he had a gloomy face. Li Xiaohuan also came.

They were sitting in my office, and Director Ke asked me.

"Director Zhang, I have something to ask of you."

I thought to myself, you come to me for help and act so arrogantly, but he is my director and I dare not disrespect him.

"Look at what you said, it's my honor."

I have become so hypocritical now, this is who I am in this world.

"I have dozens of urns that I want to give to the crematorium."

I know, it means giving, don’t I understand

"That's great!"

In fact, this is what the crematorium has the most. We have a special business center.

"I'll deliver it in a moment, but these urns are works of art, and I'll set the price."

The urns were brought in, more than fifty of them. When I saw them, I was stunned. Director Ke was the first to say that they were works of art. I was cursing him in my heart, saying that all the poop you poop out is square.

Now I believe it. It is a work of art. It is said that it was made by Ji Yihe. I have heard of Ji Yihe. He specialized in making urns throughout his life. This person died a long time ago. When he died, the urn he made for himself was very beautiful. This is what other people told me.

Dozens of urns were placed on the shelves, marked with prices. The cheapest one cost 30,000 yuan, and the most expensive one, the one on the third floor, cost 220,000 yuan. I think it's worth it.

That day, Director Ke took out an urn from his car. It was so exquisite that it made you breathless.

"This is for you."

I'm so fucking unhappy. You've given me so many things, and you gave me an urn. Isn't this a curse for me to die early

"Put this thing in the office to ward off evil. Of course, it's also your final home. Everyone needs to reach this stage. I also kept one for myself, the same size. This was originally a pair, called the Father and Son Box..."

Director Ke is a little weird. Is he so nice to me? It's so weird.

Director Ke’s eyes made me feel scared and a little weird.

I placed the urn in the office, and it actually looked quite pleasing to the eye. This was something I had not expected, and it really surprised me that it would turn out like this.

That day, Yu Li told me that Director Ke was a strange person. He told me that he should treat me well. What does this have to do with him

I find it a bit strange too.

The other day I was looking through the diary, which said that I was Director Ke’s father. In my previous life, I laughed out loud “Hahaha…” in the office. If Director Ke knew about this, he would beat me to death. The diary was written in a ridiculous way. Looking at the date, I felt that it was a supernatural note created by me.

Director Ke has been the director for many years, starting from the old crematorium and moving here.

Director Ke’s father, Ke Zuo, also worked in the crematorium as a refiner. After he died, his son Ke Mingzhe went to the crematorium and also worked as a refiner at first. It was not easy for him to go from being a refiner to being the site manager and then the director.

I invited the director to dinner because I wanted to arrange for a classmate to come in. This classmate had no job, and it would be quite troublesome for him to come in from the crematorium. I told him about this, and Director Ke said that it was not easy to handle. He could work temporarily for two years, but there was no guarantee that he could be transferred to a formal employee.

This Mr. Ke didn't give me face, so I arranged for that classmate to work in the dressing room temporarily.

This classmate only worked for two days before running away. His family said that he had a smell on his body, the smell of a dead person.

That day, I went to a class reunion. They knew that I was the manager of a crematorium. That day, I heard someone say behind my back that I smelled like a dead person. Could it be that they smelled something and felt sick

I went home and asked my mother, "Do I smell like a dead person?"

"No, I didn't smell it."

I didn't ask Yu Li, she is a makeup artist and she couldn't smell any dead body at all.

The smell of a dead body also makes me uncomfortable. I can't smell it. I take a shower for an hour every day, but I always feel that some parts of my body can never be clean.

I knew that I had a mental problem, so I went to the mental hospital at the crematorium to see a doctor. The doctor talked to me, and gradually I stopped taking showers as often.

In fact, this is all very normal. Everyone has psychological problems sometimes. Sometimes you can adjust yourself, but sometimes you can't and need help from others.

Something happened to Gao Hua. I had a good relationship with Gao Hua and had never been to this crematorium.

Gao Hua came out from the basement. The basement of the crematorium has always been empty. The entire downstairs of the north building is a basement. It is a big room, but there is nothing stored in it. I don’t know why. Later, Gao Hua told me that this design was made by Director Ke and a man named He Dana. He Dana is Director Ke’s godfather. When I heard about this godfather, I felt a little funny. It’s okay to have a godfather, but he actually recognized a godfather.

Gao Hua said that this is where ghosts live, so nothing is placed there to keep the crematorium safe. Otherwise, strange things will always happen in this strange place.

However, in my opinion, there is no need to do so.

This is where the incident with Gao Hua happened. He went into the basement and the big iron door that had only been opened a few times was opened. The surveillance camera saw it, and someone called me and said that Master Gao had fainted in the basement.

I brought people there and saw that the door was open. Gao Hua fell to the ground and his back was carried out. Then I called 10 and took him to the hospital. He woke up half an hour later. No problems were found. However, a strange thing happened. There were words on Gao Hua's face, ghostly blue words. The words looked a bit strange and I couldn't make out anything. From that day on, Gao Hua wore a mask at all times, every moment, every second.

I asked Gao Hua to come to my office.

"Why did you go to the basement that day?"

"this… "

Gao Hua seemed unwilling to speak.

"We are friends."

Gao Hua thought about it and said it anyway.

"I heard someone calling me, so I went there. I could hear them clearly calling me, so I went to the basement. After I entered, I fell down as if I was hit by a stick. I don't know what happened."

"Didn't you see anyone?"

"No, there is only one passage and one door into the basement. If there is anyone I can see, there is indeed no one."

"What's that written on your face?"

This matter was discussed throughout the audience.

"this… "

"Tell me, it's okay."

Actually, I'm just curious. Even if you tell me, I can't solve anything. But I know that Liu Shougui is a capable person. There was also a person named He Dana at the beginning. I don't know this person, but I just heard that he was a very strange person who understood some Yin studies.

Liu Shougui lent me the ghost eye, that’s what he said, but I never thought so. It just should be fine, and it is fine.

Gao Hua took off his mask, and I looked at the words written on his face. It was quite strange, as I couldn't make out what they were.

"I can't tell."

"This is a ghost word, a debt word. The debt I owed left this ghost word on my face."

"What debt do you owe?"

"Let's talk about it when we drink tonight!"

Gao Er got up and left. It turned out to be a debt. When he said that, it really looked like a debt. I felt it was weird. It was hard to say what was going on. How could there be a ghost on the face? Weird.

I found the video of that day. Gao Hua entered the basement, and when he reached the middle, he fainted. I looked closely, and the words on his face slowly appeared, as if someone was writing them slowly, but I didn't see anyone, so it must have been drawn by a ghost.

Regardless, this kind of thing really makes me cringe.

When we were drinking at night, Gao Hua told me that he was divorced and fell in love with another woman. His wife couldn't stand the stimulation and became mentally ill. She is still in a mental hospital. Later, I didn't marry that woman. She was lying to me. I wanted to take my wife back, but I never had the courage because I felt sorry for her.

"Can you pick her up?"

Gao Hua didn't say anything.

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

Gao Hua nodded.

I think this is weird. Is this what happens when you owe a debt? Then half of the Chinese people should have the word "debt" in their heart.

The next day, we drove Gao Hua to the Municipal Health Center, where we met Professor Dai, the hospital where Gao Hua's wife was treated.

Gao Hua said he wanted to see his wife, so Professor Dai took us to his office.

"I have to tell you about this, but it has nothing to do with me. If you have any questions, please talk to the leaders of the hospital."

I could see that Gao Hua was sweating.

"Your wife is in trouble. For the rest, please ask your leader."

We went to the dean's office, and the dean told us that day that Gao Hua's wife had died two days ago, the day Gao Hua had the accident.

"How did he die?"

Gao Hua was surprisingly calm.

"suicide."

"What does your hospital do? When it was first delivered, we said there would be absolutely no problems, but something went wrong..."

"This is our responsibility. I want to talk to her parents. You are no longer husband and wife."

"She has no parents, no brothers or sisters, just me."

"this… "

Gao Hua stood up suddenly, grabbed the dean and hit him with two electric shocks. The dean got up and ran out. The security guards came in, but did not do anything to Gao Hua. They just persuaded him and said that the hospital would handle the matter.

The next day we formally discussed compensation, which was the only solution.

That day, the body was taken back to the crematorium and stored in a single room.

"Master Gao, what time do you think..."

"Then tomorrow!"

Gao Hua bought the urn for more than 200,000 yuan from the urn center, and used the remaining 300,000 yuan to buy a permanent cemetery. He loved his wife, but he took the wrong path.

I called Liu Shougui.

He also called me Zuo Lu, his uncle, and I didn't understand why I had such a nickname. I told him about the words on Gao Hua's face, said Liu Shougui.

"I have a way, but I want something."

This Liu Shougui is really weird. Every time he asks for help, he wants something.

"What do you want?"

"You are as clean as a newborn baby. I want something from the furnace in your crematorium that I got back from the Bone Village."

"Okay, you can go in and get it yourself, just don't take this stove away from me."

Liu Shougui came and I accompanied him. He climbed up the ladder, looked into the furnace, and then jumped in. I knew the bones there were good, as they were all brought back from the Bone Village. Director Ke brought them back at the beginning, saying that they were used to calm the area, but what role they played, I really don't know.

Liu Shougui struggled for a long time before crawling out, holding something in his hand. It should be the dead person's thing. He took the thing into my office.

"What do you have?"

I haven't seen that thing.

"This is a refining plate used by ancient refiners. It is a type of bronze and is also a symbol of status. More importantly, it is used to ward off ghosts."

"Just a piece of broken copper plate?"

"What do you know? Call Gao Hua over."

This guy actually spoke to me in a gloomy way, as if I was very familiar with him.

I called Gao Hua and he was wearing a mask.

"Take off the mask."

Liu Shougui said.

"You can't do this."

Gao Hua said coldly.

“There’s nothing that’s impossible for anyone to do.”

Gao Hua took off his mask. When Liu Shougui saw the words on his face, he jumped up, howled, and then ran away like a ghost. Damn it, I was almost scared to death, I was so startled.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Hua put on the mask and said.

"Liu Shougui can't do it. Thank you, Director Zhang. You don't have to worry about me anymore."

“But you can’t wear a mask forever.”

"I owe this to you."

Gao Hua is gone.

I called Liu Shougui.

"Why are you running?"

"That's the word 'ghost'. Whoever sees it will be unlucky. It's the word written by a female ghost. I thought it was a ghost. You saw it wrong. It looks like a word. Sometimes ghosts look like words. I didn't expect it to be a word. I saw it. I'm unlucky. Unlucky."

"Will I be unlucky? Bullshit, I saw it too, how come I am fine?"

"It's not time yet!"

"Give me back my coppers."

"Get lost."

Liu Shougui hung up the phone, what an idiot.

However, Liu Shougui's reaction did make me a little scared, because his reaction told me that he was really scared. Could it be true that he was unlucky and something bad was going to happen

After get off work that day, I went to a restaurant in the center of Lihe River for drinks and dinner. The restaurant was built in the center of the river, a very beautiful place.

I didn't expect that I would really get into trouble and fall into the river. The railing was made of wood and was rotten. It broke and I fell in. I couldn't swim and I almost choked when I fell in. The river was very fast and I was washed down.

Then I was washed into a pipe, which was an abandoned sewer pipe. There was no way back. I thought I was dead, completely dead, with no hope. I didn't expect that my life would end like this. The way I died was absolutely special. They couldn't even find my body. I died in here. I didn't even use the urn on the table. (To be continued)