Ghost Shelter System

Except for Qian Tieshan... all the others are not police? !

Qin Kun's mind was buzzing. When he wanted to ask something else, he turned around and found the murderer's body lying down again.

"It's still early before midnight, how can the soul-reviving method make him wake up?" Qin Kun's heart beat faster, "Is it a jumping corpse?"

A jumping corpse refers to the deceased temporarily resurrecting under certain specific conditions and delivering his last words. Such cases are rare and only occur when the deceased's obsession is particularly strong.

After two years as an undertaker, Qin Kun only met him twice! The first time was a middle-aged man who was killed by his wife and lover, and the second time is now. Niu Meng once said that corpses that have appeared alive are very likely to become evil ghosts.

"Xiao Qin, what are you thinking about? Why don't you ask someone to take the body away?"

Curator Wang didn't know when he would come back, and Qin Kun woke up in a cold sweat.

"Director, how many days will this body be kept in the Ice Coffin Hall?"

"According to the Qian Bureau's requirements, it will take a week. Even though he is a murderer, his family must come to express condolences." Director Wang asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"

Qin Kun had a grimace on his face. Is it okay? If Tou Qi is not buried, Yin Zai will be put aside. If this person really becomes a powerful ghost, Yin Zai may not be able to control him.

Generally speaking, when you encounter this kind of 'customer', the right way is to cremate them early.

Director Wang saw Qin Kun's face turning green and red, and patted him on the shoulder: "Did you realize that you had offended the criminal police brigade?"

Qin Kun covered his forehead. It really didn't happen. Those people were not police. What did he have to fear?

"I'm not talking about you, you are a person like the Money Bureau. Leaders of municipal agencies must be polite when meeting them. If you question their handling of the case, aren't you slapping the Finance Bureau in person? I just gave you a few nice words to compensate you. Don't do it next time. No more reckless."

Qin Kun raised his head: "Old Wang, thank you. I want to discuss something with you."

Director Wang asked: "What's the matter?"

"This Friday, I would like to apply for a three-day leave." Qin Kun calculated that the murderer died last night, and the first seven ghosts appeared on Sunday night. If he really turned into a ghost by then, it would be better for him to avoid it. , the world is big, the small life is the biggest.

Fierce ghosts have been introduced in the Fierce Ghost Containment System. They are all ghosts above level 20. The level 18 Qing Dynasty female ghost in the textile factory could be killed by Niu Meng. If he encounters another ferocious ghost, he might as well die.

Unexpectedly, Director Wang, who had always treated him well, said with a sad expression: "Comrade Xiao Qin, there are not many capable and capable comrades in the funeral home. I was originally the most optimistic about you, but I didn't expect you to want to run away."

Escape?

Qin Kun was confused. This word was used. Could it be that Lao Wang saw that this guy would turn into a ghost?

Thinking that Lao Wang was also a strange person, Qin Kun shrank his neck and asked, "You...could you also see that?"

Director Wang blew his beard and glared: "Of course I can tell! Chen Yang resigned last night, and you want to take leave today. You are threatening me!"

ah?

Qin Kun blinked, Chen Yang resigned?

Chen Yang is another undertaker. In recent years, the population has aged too fast, the mortality rate has increased due to social pressure, and the funeral parlor has sent many corpses every day. The old undertaker has been physically exhausted. After the unit reform a few years ago, many of them have left the society. Start recruiting people.

Chen Yang was six years older than Qin Kun and was recruited by the funeral home five years ago.

From the moment he joined the company, Qin Kun remembered Chen Yang. He was smart, good at flattering, but not evil-minded. He had always done well here, and his salary and performance bonus were higher than Qin Kun's. Why did he resign inexplicably?

"I haven't heard that he resigned. Chen Yang's child is only one year old, his wife's salary is 2,300 yuan a month, his parents are in the countryside, and the whole family depends on him to support him. Why did he resign?" Qin Kun asked.

"Haven't you heard?"

Curator Wang was also suspicious, so he asked someone to carry the body in, pulled Qin Kun under the shade of a tree, lit a cigarette and spoke slowly.

"He's been having trouble here lately."

Director Wang nodded, and Qin Kun said: "Spirit?"

Director Wang nodded.

"In the past few years, you and Chen Yang have been taking turns keeping watch at night. Maybe it's because you have been in this environment for a long time. Chen Yang said that he has been in a trance recently and often sees some strange phenomena, such as a rough car driving into the funeral parlor to pick up people. "

Qin Kun: "..."

"And he asked the doorman Laoqu several times, and Laoqu said he had never seen any taxis."

Qin Kun smiled bitterly and shook his head. Master Kuang can really trouble me.

"I don't think he looks very good, so he probably didn't lie to me. Besides, there are a lot of weird things like this happening in our unit. After all, it's a dark place."

"So you agreed?"

Director Wang said angrily: "He is about to kneel down. Can I disagree? From now on, you will be the only one on night duty in the unit. Don't blame me for employing people until they die. Some old comrades in the funeral home are not yang energetic enough and cannot stay on night duty. Unlike you, who is so energetic and fierce, being young is good."

Qin Kun felt dizzy for a while: "Old Wang, I can stay on night duty! But I will only take three days off!"

"Three days? Then who do you want to replace you? You are the youngest in the unit now, and it's me who is coming down. Do you want me to stay on night duty?" Director Wang finally showed off his leadership style, "Okay, you can come to my office later. With approval, the basic salary will be doubled starting next month.”

Qin Kun coughed dryly and said with a guilty conscience: "This is not about money..."

"The old textile factory site in Longhuai District is going to be demolished and rebuilt. In addition to the new factory building, there are four accommodation buildings. The city has allocated a house for our unit there. We can give you one! 2200 per square meter, the internal price, a total of 89~ 110 six units.”

2200 per flat? !

Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes wide. Where could such a cheap house come from in Linjiang City? His parents lived in the countryside. The two old people dreamed of buying themselves a house in the city because they always felt that girls in the city were realistic and they could not find a partner. It's because he doesn't have a house (his parents don't know he works), but the house prices have soared in the past few years, which is beyond the reach of others.

Moreover, my little sister will come to the city to go to college in September. She has a house in the city. Telling the truth will help her gain some face and prevent her from feeling inferior in front of others.

As the saying goes, money can make the world go round. Qin Kun was finally defeated by Director Wang's sugar-coated bullets, and temptation defeated reason.

"Old Wang, you can do it! You can catch my pain point."

Qin Kun quickly lit a cigarette for Director Wang. He had to leave the house to him. Director Wang smiled like a fox, "You can correct your mistakes after you know them. You are still a good comrade..."

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At 11:30 p.m., Qin Kun looked at his watch and realized it was time to go back.

The night shift of the funeral home refers to the "Xuhai" period, which is from 7 pm to 11 pm. During this time, we will receive family members to deliver the body for cremation tomorrow, prepare arrangements for tomorrow morning, etc.

However, there is an old saying in the funeral parlor, "On the day of Xuhai, you will watch the end of the day, but you will not be able to watch the night." Everyone who works in the funeral parlor knows that around 12 o'clock is the time when the yin is the heaviest in the day. People waiting for idlers cannot stay in the pile of dead people, otherwise they will Causing some supernatural phenomena.

Qin Kun put on the incense stick, changed out of his work clothes, and walked outside.

The first floor was dark. Qin Kun went downstairs in disbelief. Suddenly his feet went soft and he stepped on something.

"who?"

He has encountered this more than once or twice that there is usually an extra step on the stairs, or that there is no path for no reason when he reaches the corner, and now he is relatively calm.

"Master Qin, I am Mi Shihong."

A voice came from the dark corridor.

Qin Kun knew that there should be no living person except himself in this building. He turned on his phone and used the weak light from the screen to shine through.

A man with a bruised face and covered in ice sat on the ground with his back against the wall. He was holding a syringe in his hand and injecting himself into his arm. His half-long hair covered the side of his face. There was water on his hair, and his arms were all covered with blood. It was pinholes and scars. Although he lowered his head, his eyes were turned up to look at him. Through his hair, those eyes were a little creepy under the light of the mobile phone.

Isn't this the corpse of the murderer sent by the money bureau this afternoon?

Qin Kun suddenly remembered that he had used the soul-reviving method on him in the afternoon.

Knowing that this guy was a resurrected soul, Qin Kun stabilized himself, quietly shrank back, and asked, "How do you know my name?"

Mi Shihong smiled: "There is a photo hanging on the wall at the door. An outstanding comrade, an active member of the party, Qin Kun."

After Mi Shihong took the injection, he shivered twice in comfort, and then cursed: "I really deserve to die. An injection doesn't feel good at all. If I had known better, I should have resisted my drug addiction and run away first." He threw the needle at the On the ground, disappeared.

Mi Shihong muttered to himself for a while, then raised his head and looked at Qin Kun: "Master Qin, you are quite capable of bringing me back to my soul, aren't you? Can I ask you two things?"

Mi Shihong opened his shirt, revealing a tiger tattoo and a thick gold chain. It seems that this addict has a high status in the drug den.

Qin Kun could feel the cruelty in Mi Shihong's eyes, and refused decisively before he could speak: "Boss Mi, I'm a soft-spoken person and I don't have much ability. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Mi Shihong's smile froze: "Are you sure you don't want to help me?"

Qin Kun frowned and looked at Mi Shihong. Although this guy was very likely to become a ghost, he was just a ghost now. At best, he was just a person wearing a corpse. He had nothing to be afraid of.

Seeing that Qin Kun was unmoved, Mi Shihong suddenly took action and punched Qin Kun in the temple.

"In the past few years, I have never met anyone who dares to reject me. He doesn't know what is good or bad!!"

Qin Kun was rolled down the stairs several times by Mi Hongshi. Before he could get up, Mi Shihong stomped on Qin Kun's back again, which made Qin Kun gasp for air.

"Master Qin? Do you really not want to think about it again?" Mi Shihong sat on the stairs, looking at Qin Kun lying on the ground with a smile, shaking his half-length hair, his expression was the usual nervousness of a drug addict.

Qin Kun staggered up and shook his confused head.

"Consider...your mother!" Qin Kun moved his neck and took a deep breath. The phone fell on the ground not far away, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

"He is moody, irritable, and his temperament changes very quickly. He is indeed a qualified drug addict. Fortunately, I didn't have time to groom you today, otherwise my work would have been in vain."

Mi Hongshi was not sure what Qin Kun's words meant, so he looked at Qin Kun with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Qin Kun laughed and rubbed his nose: "Four years ago, I just came to Laijiang City and had not found a job. I was so hungry that I ate at a stall called Mi Laoda BBQ because there were flies in the fried rice. , I didn’t pay, and finally the boss asked someone to beat me up, do you have any impression?”

Mi Shihong smiled and frowned, patted his head and recalled. Suddenly, his arrogant expression suddenly dropped, and a figure flashed in his eyes, slowly overlapping with Qin Kun in front of him: "You are... the next day The yellow-haired boy who smashed up my store?!"

Qin Kun curled his lips: "The yellow hair has stopped dyeing a long time ago, but I can still fight."

Qin Kun picked up the phone again, blew away the dust on it, and saw scratches on the screen. His fingers pinched Mi Shihong's neck like iron pliers: "Male Gobi, I want to bring you back to your soul today just because I want to fight again." Damn you!"

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