Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 4 The Lost Heart
I walked over slowly and found a middle-aged man lying on the shelf, and his face didn't look too traumatized.

From this point of view, he should have died of illness. Apart from his pale complexion, compared with other dead people, there is no other difference.

But where did the soul that was originally condensed in the heart go?
Could it be that I lost track of the hearse, the journey was too far, or was there some unfulfilled wish that I didn't want to leave the land of death with my body?

I opened my spiritual eyes and looked around again, but I still couldn't find where this person's soul was.

When Zhang Yi saw my serious expression, he pulled my sleeve.

Because in this room, Uncle Zhang does not allow other people to speak, so we just kept silent.

I saw Zhang Yi looking at me with a pair of questioning eyes, I rolled my mouth, and signaled him to go out and talk.

The two of us backed out lightly.

"What's the matter? What's the problem? I found something wrong with you!" Zhang Yi immediately leaned forward and asked.

I didn't know how to answer, so I said, "Let's go, let's check this person's file, what's going on!"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows: "It's always so mysterious, you don't want to say that there is something wrong with this soul again!"

I gave him a blank look and didn't want to talk to him.

On the file table outside, I flipped through the materials of the corpses that were sent for funeral today, and the one at the bottom was indeed the last one sent today.

Xu Guoping, male, 46 years old

Time of death: X month X day xxxx

Submitting unit: Municipal Third People's Hospital

Cause of death: Heart attack
I read this simple introduction, and my mouth shrank.

Could it be that I'm going to the Third Academy for a visit?
I took the file bag and walked into the mortuary again. This time, Uncle Zhang stood up and was tidying up the toolbox next to him.

"Zhang Yi, come here!" Uncle Zhang called out to Zhang Yi, who immediately took a few steps forward.

"What?"

"Look at what's wrong with this corpse!" Uncle Zhang glanced at the corpse lying on the rack and said.

"Ah!?" Zhang Yi looked blank.

But he had no choice but to put away his indecency, and stood in front of the corpse to observe seriously!
While Zhang Yi was there observing the dead, I quietly turned on the phone's underworld system and checked the list of souls expected to be collected today.

Generally speaking, if there is someone I need to take away today, there will be a reminder on this soul collection list.

After searching for a long time, I finally found Xu Guoping's name.

Well, sure enough there was him.

But this soul collection record says "to be processed".

That?Where did this soul go.

I frowned and circled around the corpse.

I saw Zhang Yi and I turning around in different directions.

I turned around and couldn't find the soul group that was supposed to appear on the corpse.

After this person dies, the bardo of ordinary people will condense at the heart and mouth, and the color is a light blue flame-like energy mass.

I just need to open my spiritual eyes to see it, and use the golden hairpin to open the channel to receive income.

For ordinary practitioners, the soul will appear between the eyebrows of the deceased, and the color is bright white, and it is not so easy for practitioners to be sent to the spirit world.

In short, I haven't encountered this matter, but I saw it mentioned when I was studying the manual.

If you encounter a soul formed by obsession and resentment, it will also appear between the eyebrows, and you can turn it into the way it was before you were alive, and talk to me for a few words.

I also occasionally help them convey some of their thoughts to their descendants, such as allowing them to have a few words in their dreams with the descendants who are keeping the spirit.

Then take their souls away.

In general, most people don't seem to have much nostalgia for this world after death, and some don't even use the last bit of thought power to support and maintain their form.

Because after all, you worked hard to transform yourself, and what you saw was a group of people in front of your coffin busy playing mahjong, who would take a serious look at the person lying in the coffin.

They all chose to enter another dimension in the chaos, and entered the next cycle in the chaos.

Past life, what to do with it.

The living are exhausted, and death is a relief.

I turned around and finally felt that the problem should be in my heart.

I put on the hand mask and pressed the dead man's chest with my hand.

This man is so strong, what disease did he die of!
"Uncle Zhang, according to the file, this man died of a heart attack!" I raised my eyes and asked.

"Well, the death certificate issued by the hospital says so!"

"It doesn't look very big, why did I suddenly have a heart attack, people nowadays are busy with work, but forget about their bodies!" Zhang Yi sighed.

He looked left and looked for a long time: "What did you find?" He stared at me.

"I suspect he has a heart problem!" I said suddenly.

"This? Heart disease, of course there is a heart problem, it's up to you to say!" Zhang Yi snapped.

Uncle Zhang looked at me, smiled, pointed at me a few times with his fingers and said, "As far as your perception ability is concerned, I think I should accept you as an apprentice!"

"Uncle Zhang, please forgive me, your work is too hard, I don't want to!" I shook my head like a drum.

"Oh, it's not suitable for girls, not even for men, it's not easy to find a wife!"

"Then you still found my mother!" Zhang Yi said cheekily.

"That's my luck, you think everyone has my luck!"

Uncle Zhang smiled, cleaned his toolbox cleanly, opened the cabinet next to him seriously, and put the toolbox in it neatly.

He took off the work hat on his head, revealing a head of curly hair, not to mention, this man in his forties or fifties is still so handsome.

Back then, Zhang Yi's mother must have been conquered by Uncle Zhang's good looks. When she found out his real job, she found that she had already boarded a thief ship.

"I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, I can't marry. Isn't there one who can't marry? The two of us discussed it. If it really doesn't work, we can make do with it when we turn 60!"

Zhang Yi put his hand on my shoulder as he spoke.

"Hey, you take your hands away, do you want to be beaten!"

I shook off his hand with disgust on my face!
"Oh, why is it so fierce all of a sudden!"

"Go away!" I slapped him viciously again.

Uncle Zhang had obviously seen this kind of scene many times, but he just shook his head and said, "Zhang Yi, go and ask the forensic doctor from the bureau to come, we have to call the police!"

"Call the police?" Zhang Yi jumped up.

I look calm, don't I want to call the police?

Uncle Zhang and I should feel the same, and feel that this corpse is missing parts.

A very important part is that he has no heart!
(End of this chapter)