At five o'clock in the morning, all the classmates who were keeping vigil couldn't resist their sleepiness, and all of them collapsed on their chairs. Zhang Jianfeng checked carefully, and after confirming that no one was awake, he gently opened the door and went out. Coming outside, taking a deep breath of the cool air, Zhang Jianfeng walked non-stop to a low iron shop in an alley to the west of the school gate. As he expected, the shop had just opened. "Boss -, boss -" Zhang Jianfeng called one after another. Not long after, a rickety old man came out from the counter and said with a smile: "Hey, the distinguished guest is here. I don't know what to buy? The paper figures here are very exquisite. Do you want it?" Take a look?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "I am the person who bought a lot of paper figures from you yesterday." The old man squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and said: "My old eyes are dim. Hasn't the night of soul rebirth passed?" Zhang Jianfeng Seeing that there was no one around, he whispered to the old man: "I want to buy a test paper." The old man suddenly raised his head and looked at him, and then said with a sullen mouth: "Did the distinguished guest's paper be lost or..." Zhang Jianfeng interrupted. He said: "I've used it up, I want to buy more." The old man nodded and said with a smile: "I don't sell the trial of injustice, and you don't need to buy more. Because - the trial of injustice can only be used once. Yes." Zhang Jianfeng was stunned, then suddenly realized: "Thank you, boss."
A dark alley, a small shop that few people visit, a rickety old man, a universal funeral shop with a full range of categories, and a thought-provoking sentence, Zhang Jianfeng is convinced that he must be an outsider, the master once I mentioned to him that one of his Dharma friends met an expert on the train who had not yet known his treasure number. Thanks to his guidance, he finally turned the tide. The appearance of this strange old man convinced Zhang Jianfeng that Wang Xinjun's matter was not simple. Perhaps the short word "rotten" contained a lot of jaw-dropping twists and turns, but it strengthened his determination to investigate the matter.
Back in the dormitory, the sleeping classmates haven't woken up yet. Ignoring his sleepiness, Zhang Jianfeng went over to wake Xiaolan up. Before he could reach her, a gust of cold wind blew behind him. Zhang Jianfeng felt a thrill all over, and his intuition told him that something was wrong. Sure enough, the familiar chuckle came from outside the door: "Hee hee, sister, you are so bad, don't let me out..." Zhang Jianfeng's face turned a little pale. Last time Huang Fu failed to kill it, this time it happened again. Is it a provocation to show up just before the sun comes up? Or to show off the power of this infant spirit? Does it have anything to do with Wang Xinjun's death? There has never been a scent of foreign spirits in the campus. This is the first time since Wang Xinjun's death. At the same time, there are also signs of chaos in the campus boundary. This made Zhang Jianfeng more and more convinced that something abnormal must have happened in the campus at this time, which prompted the sudden bloody disaster. Wang Xinjun did not die normally, he probably died in response to a disaster!
Zhang Jianfeng did not move. He was unwilling to take action easily before he understood the whole story. The laughter outside the door gradually weakened until there was no sound. Zhang Jianfeng then moved his steps again and shook Xiaolan's shoulders vigorously. Unfortunately, Xiaolan was frightened yesterday and was so sleepy that she couldn't wake up no matter how hard she shook her. Zhang Jianfeng shook it for a long time, but it had no effect. He couldn't laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to make an action that even embarrassed him.
In a daze, Xiaolan only felt that she seemed to be in a turbulent environment, and her body was shaking. Could it be an earthquake? Xiaolan was startled and quickly opened her eyes, but was shocked to find Zhang Jianfeng holding her and walking on the quiet school road. "You..." Xiaolan was so stunned that she even forgot about her blushing and struggling. Zhang Jianfeng lowered his head and saw that Xiaolan had woken up, and immediately threw her neatly onto the lawn next to her. "Wow!" Xiaolan fell hard, and she was furious. She got up and wanted to take revenge, but she was immediately hit by Zhang Jianfeng's overwhelming saliva: "Miss, you kept saying yesterday that you were going to find out what happened. Obviously We agreed to go to the funeral parlor this morning, but you slept like a dead pig. I have worked hard for you for so long in vain, and you deserve this fall." Xiaolan was angry at what she said. He couldn't help but chew up Coptis chinensis and swallow it in his stomach: "I... I mean this morning, but it doesn't have to be so early. Look, there is no one on the school road now." Zhang Jianfeng said: "The funeral parlor opened early, and we are about to When there are fewer people, do we still need to go in front of so many people? If we don’t leave quickly, we are already delayed!”
The last time it was under this holy white vault, she received the autopsy report of "high degree of decay, mysterious death". This time, she had to experience the meaning of "rot" and "bizarre" firsthand. She had finished her words. , Xiaolan had no choice but to bite the bullet and register to see the corpse list. Zhang Jianfeng, who was waiting outside and was bored, saw a blue-collar worker mowing the lawn in the distance. He took advantage of the situation and quickly jumped over the railing and deliberately wandered around on the lawn. Sure enough, the worker saw it and ran over to Zhang Jianfeng with an angry look: "Come out quickly! It is strictly forbidden to trample on the lawn here." Zhang Jianfeng quickly jumped out and apologized to the worker and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't mean it. I'll do it." There is a memorial service for a friend here." The worker was still angry: "Nonsense! Can't you come to the funeral home and hold a memorial service for yourself? Don't you know the road? There is no reason to walk on the grass!" Zhang Jianfeng said: "Yes, yes, I won’t dare to do it next time. It’s not that I don’t know the road. I was just too scared to go in. I was confused and didn’t know what I had done.” The worker looked at Zhang Jianfeng suspiciously and said, “He’s grown so big. Are you afraid of seeing a dead person?" Zhang Jianfeng waved his hand and said: "No, no..." He looked around and saw no one else, then he mysteriously approached the worker and whispered in his ear: "I heard that a very scary dead person came here. , it seems like the one that will rot if you put it in the freezer..." The worker immediately changed his color and said: "So you also know about this matter, and you are quite well-informed. That one is really scary, we These people don’t dare mention it at night.”
Zhang Jianfeng saw that he had found the right number and hurriedly said: "Uncle is kind enough to reveal some information. What kind of terrifying method did the dead man use? I saw that the people outside were not as exaggerated as the uncle." The worker lowered his voice and said: "You guys outside What do you know? These funeral parlors don’t let anyone reveal anything. When the body was brought in, I just took a quick look and felt something was wrong. To tell you the truth, I have been working here for more than ten years. I have seen hundreds of corpses that died in car accidents. How can any of them look like him?" Zhang Jianfeng asked in confusion: "Uncle, are you saying that he doesn't look like someone who died in a car accident?" The worker said, "It's not a corpse. It's not the same. It's just that the blood is different. If you are in a car accident and the wheels suddenly run over you, the blood will burst out and it will be very fresh. Not to mention the color is bright red, and there will be a lot of bubbles. , the smell was as fishy as freshly caught fish. But as for that carcass, the blood was dark red, and there was a very smelly smell coming over, not to mention there were any bubbles. I made a bet with a coworker at the time He said, I still don’t believe that he was hit by a car. He didn’t believe it. No, something happened within two days.” Zhang Jianfeng’s heart thumped as he thought of the scene of the car accident. The color of the blood seemed to be dark red. of. Then he smiled and said, "Uncle, he really has a sharp eye. That person who made a bet with the uncle was just asking for trouble. So, according to the uncle's experience, why did he die?" The worker was flattered by him and became even more proud and said: "I don't think he looks like anything. The corpse is shriveled and the blood looks like this. In my opinion, only corpses that have been dead for more than a week will look like this." Everything coincides with the forensic doctor's autopsy report, and Zhang Jianfeng added Without the slightest suspicion, he pretended to be dismissive and said: "Go! Maybe some murder case has been kept open for more than a week, and the family is too embarrassed to announce it to deceive people. What is there to be afraid of? I was really deceived." The worker blushed and said, "What do you young people know about this? After killing someone and letting him go for a week, there will still be blood?" He looked around and then said to Zhang Jianfeng: "We have some old workers here. It’s amazing to see it. I heard their ancestors from the previous generation say that if someone dies in a very painful, cruel and unwilling death, he will turn into a ghost and cast a magic spell to make his body die quickly. Rot, on the one hand, shows its determination never to be reincarnated, and on the other hand, it gives a warning to the person who put him to death, telling him that it will not miss any opportunity for revenge to take his life. Not only is the enemy miserable, but the people around him are also miserable. The people who died were also miserable, because the evil ghost would kill a few more people at any cost to achieve its goal. The old workers said that they were extremely afraid that the evil ghost would not be able to take revenge and come back to seek bad luck for the people in the funeral home! "Zhang Jianfeng already knew it well at this moment. He looked at the time and pretended to be scared: "Is it really so scary? Then I have to go prepare quickly and bring a few more yellow talismans with me."
Zhang Jianfeng came to the hall and looked around, but Xiaolan hadn't come out yet. After waiting for another ten minutes, he saw Xiaolan hesitantly walking out of the registration office door. Zhang Jianfeng went up to him and shouted: "Miss, if you like it very much, Can you move here and live here? You don't have to linger here, right?" Xiaolan glared and said, "I didn't know there were so many troubles. Then the lady at the registration office said that it has been classified as a suspicious case by the police station and cannot be handled casually. To see the corpse, you need to get the approval of the police, so I went to the police station to apply and complete the procedures. It was also very hard for me." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and said: "Bring it here." Zhang Jianfeng said blankly: "What?" "Expenses. I just called the police for a long time." "Find the shift fee for reimbursement." Zhang Jianfeng had already walked quickly to the morgue.
Zhang Jianfeng never dreamed that the morgue had so many features and was indeed the leading funeral parlor in the country. He thought it was just a hall with corpses and freezers inside. After entering, I found that there were more than a dozen small doors inside. There was a marble tablet inlaid on the door, which was engraved with "Fortune Sushi", "Martyrdom Division", "Dead Death Division" and "Wonderful Love Division"... In an instant, Zhang Jianfeng was really suspicious. He was not in some morgue, but walking in the corridors of hell. Xiaolan didn't even dare to raise her head, she just lowered her head and walked along with her footsteps. The corpse worker took them to the innermost room and said, "We're here." Zhang Jianfeng looked up quickly and gasped. The marble was engraved with "Unjust Secretary". The unsmiling corpse worker suddenly said to them: "Are you his classmates?" Zhang Jianfeng saw Xiaolan trembling with fear, so he had to answer: "Yes." The corpse worker said expressionlessly: "Then, you'd better hurry up. Get rid of this body, or cremate it. It's really rotten to the point where you can't even recognize it as a person..." Xiaolan's body was shaking like chaff, and she couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, only vaguely. I heard the corpse worker muttering: "I haven't let anyone go in this room for a long time." Zhang Jianfeng said vaguely: "We will solve this problem as soon as possible." The corpse worker opened the door and said: "It's inside. , you go in." Xiaolan said hurriedly: "What about you?" The corpse worker said coldly: "According to the regulations, the corpse worker is not obliged to accompany the guests to see the corpse." Zhang Jianfeng looked into the air-conditioned room and asked "Which one?" The corpse worker said, "There is no choice, there is only one."
Seeing that the corpse worker was so categorical, Xiaolan had no choice but to follow Zhang Jianfeng in. Sure enough, there was only a bed inside, with a long object covered with white cloth. The corpse worker turned to leave, and Zhang Jianfeng suddenly said: "Wait a minute! What are those yellow and white things around the bed?" The corpse worker took a brief look and said, "Oh, that's corpse pus, but don't worry, it's already gone. After treatment, it is no longer corrosive." Xiaolan immediately screamed: "Stop talking, I'm so scared-" and then hid behind Zhang Jianfeng and refused to come out. Zhang Jianfeng could only wave his hand and said to the corpse worker: "It's okay."
Looking at the long object that looked like a huge banana, and remembering the sound and smile of his classmates who had read together, Zhang Jianfeng came to the bed with a heavy heart, slowly opened the white cloth, and felt a strong sense of smell. Formalin mixed with the smell of corpses rushed towards his face. In the dense white air, Zhang Jianfeng could only see a skinny, dry hand with protruding veins. The skin on it was split open, mixed with black and blue marks, and the fingers had been broken. There were many cuts, loosely connected to the skin. The skin was white and green, and swollen like fish bubbles. Zhang Jianfeng lifted his hand halfway, then suddenly covered it back again. Xiaolan had been hiding behind Zhang Jianfeng and peeking, but she didn't see anything. Zhang Jianfeng had covered the white cloth back. She couldn't help but wonder: "You finished reading so quickly?" Zhang Jianfeng smiled bitterly: "No, it seems quite disgusting, not even He's grown up." Xiaolan said "Ah" and said, "Even you are scared, so how can we do an autopsy? Let's just go back and forget it." Zhang Jianfeng said, "We're not here to find out how he died. , there is only one thing we want to confirm - did he die unjustly? After Wang Xinjun died, you have heard some rumors, right?" Xiaolan nodded and said: "Well, many people say that Wang Xinjun died unjustly. , he mutilated the body after turning into a ghost. Is this true?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "This is one of the situations." As he said, he took out three incense sticks from his schoolbag and said: "These three incense sticks were in the original Tianzun has been enjoying the incense in front of his soul for three years, and he has the spiritual power to distinguish right from wrong. After lighting it, if the smoke tilts, then Wang Xinjun must have died unjustly." After that, he lit it with the Fire Heart Talisman and placed it in Wang Xinjun's room. In front of the body. Xiaolan almost held her breath and watched intently. She saw three thin wisps of white smoke slowly rising from the heads of the three incense sticks. Zhang Jianfeng shouted in a low voice: "Wang Xinjun, please tell me your grievances." Tell Daoxiang." The three wisps of white smoke suddenly changed, floating upward almost in a straight line. Zhang Jianfeng and Xiaolan looked at each other in shock, and shouted in unison: "There is no grievance?!" Then all previous possible speculations were overturned in an instant.
"Who is outside?" Zhang Jianfeng noticed that someone seemed to be peeping outside, and quickly put away the incense. An indifferent face flashed at the door. It turned out to be the corpse worker, saying: "Who else can come in here?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "It seems that the time has not arrived yet?" The corpse worker said: "It has not arrived, but the police The bureau chief has arrived and said he wants to see you, so please come out now." The police want to see us? Zhang Jianfeng and Xiaolan looked at each other, and Zhang Jianfeng said: "Okay, let's go after we finish reading." The corpse worker insisted: "He wants you to go right away." Xiaolan nervously pulled Zhang Jianfeng's lapel and said, "What now? What should I do?" Zhang Jianfeng said helplessly: "What should I do? You are so brave and I am afraid of my gun."
The obese police chief sat in the reception room with a big belly, his face glistening with sweat. It was obvious that he had just arrived. At this moment, he was trying hard to put on an amiable smile to Zhang Jianfeng and Xiaolan who were sitting opposite him, but I don't know why Zhang Jianfeng always feels that he looks like Chen Shui-bian. The director laughed and said: "How is the result of looking at the corpse? Did you scare this little girl?" Xiaolan looked at Zhang Jianfeng and said "Huh" cautiously, but Zhang Jianfeng said: "It's okay. Just when I wanted to take a look, the director came, so I haven't seen what it looks like yet." The director said with a "haha" smile: "The young man is very good at talking. However, according to the funeral rules, generally people will not go to see the corpse after the death anniversary. Why are you suddenly acting out of character? Did you find anything wrong? If so, you should report it to the police." Zhang Jianfeng smiled and said: "Although I can't say goodbye to the body, it's not good if there are not one or two representatives to see it. , There are so many classes in school recently that we can’t get away from it, and the report the director gave us also aroused our interest. "