Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 113
Holding the mobile phone close to my ear, I turned around and entered the stairway. Doctor Wen Run, who was standing in front of the glass wall behind me, seemed to say something to me, but the distance was too far, and my attention was all on the beeping of the mobile phone. I didn't hear the words clearly.

I took three steps and two steps and went downstairs quickly. The signal on the other end of the phone was probably not good, and it rang several times before being picked up.

"Is there any news?" Liu Wangzhi's deep and mellow voice has been polished by electronic equipment, and the magnetism is so low that it seems that someone put a subwoofer next to my ear. After a while, even the eardrums seemed to vibrate slightly along with his vocal cords.

Not only the bewitching voice, but also the way this person answered the phone without buffering and went straight to the point, also made me stunned. The "Hello" that just reached my mouth was stuck in my throat.

Fortunately, I reacted in time, silently clenched the phone next to my ear, and quickly conveyed the news to him while running: "That thing is in this hospital, died in a car accident, and now it will be sent to the hospital because it is unclaimed." To the crematorium."

The cold wind from the exit of the corridor suddenly poured into my throat, I coughed awkwardly, panting slightly and said anxiously, "Back door, the funeral home's car is at the back door of the hospital!"

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone, and I seemed to be able to feel his frowning through the receiver.

"The back door is waiting for you." The words were concise, and there was only a series of busy tones left on the phone after finishing speaking.

Liu Wangzhi left in front of me, but he hasn't called me after going to the morgue for so long, which means he found nothing there.Fortunately, I met the male doctor and learned that the funeral home's car will take that thing away today, as long as I rush there now, maybe there is still time!

There were a few dim street lamps on the wet path of the hospital, and the lights dyed the slanting raindrops into a cold white.

I rushed into the rain with my mobile phone in my hand, stepped on the accumulated water on the soles of my shoes and ran all the way. I barely recognized the direction by relying on the directions on the road signs, and finally rushed to the back door of the hospital in the shortest possible time.

"What's the matter? Then... where's that thing?!" I saw Liu Wangzhi's tall and handsome back standing in the rain from afar, raised his hand to wipe off the rain on his face, and panted towards him Slow down.

The gate at the back door of the hospital has been lowered, and there is no one around.

Liu Wangzhi turned around, looked back at me through the slanting rain, then stretched out a hand, beckoning me to come to him: "Go, go to the funeral parlor."

There are not so many coincidences in the world. I had already expected this result in my heart, so I was not too surprised. I put my hand in his palm and turned into smoke with him to face the night rain again.

Probably due to being in the rain for too long, the palms of his hands were too cold to be cold. Liu Wangzhi realized this when he hugged me, and he rarely thought of pinching me to avoid water, and then he tightened me into his arms, and asked in a low voice. To: "Is it cold?"

This snake obviously came out with me, but it didn't get a drop of rain from head to toe, and it was still dry and refreshing.

And I, who didn’t have the water-avoiding spell, had already been drenched in water. Hearing him ask me this nonsense, I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes, and said without energy: “Is it cold or not? You’ll know if you remove the rain-proof spell.”

Obvious complaints.

Liu Wangzhi glanced at me with lowered eyes, said nothing, and accelerated Yufeng's speed.

The location of the funeral parlor was very remote, and after an unknown amount of time, I finally saw the building shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere in the dim light of the drizzle.

The iron door next to the guard room was still open, the security guard on duty was drowsy in the small space, the night rain was beating on the glass, the radio signal was very poor, and an old song by Teresa Teng was playing intermittently.

The gentle and delicate voice was melodious, and the security guard hummed softly with his eyes closed, so that when we flew in through the gate, he didn't lift his eyelids.

When I arrived at the entrance of the main building of the funeral parlor, Liu Wangzhi put me down, and I looked up at the building in front of me, only to see that there were no lights inside, and there was no light in it.

"Liu Wangzhi, there's a car parked there!" I saw a van parked on the side of the house at a glance, its black exterior blending into the night, with a kind of natural weirdness.

Liu Wangzhi obviously noticed that side too, silently opened his long legs, and calmly approached the car parked under the tree.

The box door at the rear of the car was open, and a fixed aluminum alloy coffin was parked inside. There were also some copper coin mirrors and talismans used by Taoists hanging in the car. Obviously this was a hearse used in funeral parlors to transport corpses.

The surrounding air was cold, but there was still faint heat from the side of the vehicle, and a faint smell of gasoline wafted in the air, indicating that the hearse had only been parked here not long ago.

"Where's that thing?" I hid behind Liu Wangzhi and secretly peeked into the car. After all, it's the first time I get close to a hearse, and I always feel a little nervous.

Liu Wangzhi didn't speak, and manipulated the spiritual power with his fingertips to lift the aluminum alloy coffin and glanced at it. Seeing that it was empty, he frowned slightly, turned around and went to the cab again.

I hurriedly followed, but Liu Wangzhi stared at the glass of the car and suddenly stopped.

I followed his line of sight suspiciously, and through the window of the driver's seat, I was caught off guard by the deformed and distorted face of the driver!

"Ah!" I took a step back in fright, and immediately covered my open mouth with my hand.

The face was close to the window, and the facial features had been out of place due to excessive fright. The driver's two palms were pressed against the glass, obviously slapping the window of the driver's seat frantically before.

What's going on, what's going on?What happened to this driver?
Before my heartbeat returned to normal speed, Liu Juanzhi opened the car door with a calm face, waved his spiritual power with the other hand, and pushed the driver back who was about to fall out of the car.

"He's dead." Liu Wangzhi said lightly.

"Dead... dead?" My heart skipped a beat, and I gasped, "How did you die? Was it caused by that thing?"

"Excessive fright, cardiac arrest." Liu Huangzhi explained indifferently, and at the same time flipped his hand to conjure a yellow talisman, squeezed the driver's jaw to force him to open his mouth, and stuffed the folded talisman into his mouth, " It’s true that it has something to do with the mother’s corpse, let’s go, that thing should be hidden in the funeral parlor.”

I thought that this kind of thing that turned into a corpse due to grievances would not be so difficult to control, but now an innocent hearse driver has died, and no matter what happens tonight, the mother's corpse cannot be let go, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

We entered the funeral home through the main entrance, and the lights were not turned on in the room, so we could only explore the surrounding environment in the dark.

On the left side of this building is the auditorium for funerals, and on the right side is a quiet corridor.We walked along the corridor all the way to the end, and there was a double security door at the corner.

The dark blue wide door was tightly closed, with a combination lock under the handle.Liu Wangzhi lowered his head and glanced at this thing, his slender fingers accumulated golden spiritual energy, and lightly touched the password interface of the light.

Only two "didi" sounds were heard, the lock cylinder turned and the security door opened.

"Niuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" I tugged at the corner of Liu Fangzhi's clothes.

Entering this door, you can see several morgues, which are the places where the undertaker puts on makeup. There are almost no extra decorations in each room except for an iron bed covered with white cloth and a stool.

I bravely followed Liu Wangzhi and walked back and forth in these small rooms. The strange thing is that there is still no one in the mortuary, and there are no other remains stored here.

"Let's go, look elsewhere." Liu Juanzhi turned his head and passed by my side, saw that I was still tugging at the corner of his clothes, and simply took my hand.

Turn right in the opposite direction of the mortuary, and pull open a horizontal fence-style iron door. The rollers slide across the track and make a rattling sound, which is particularly abrupt in the eerily quiet funeral parlor.

It turned out that this was a back door of the funeral parlor. After going out of this door, it was a large building like a warehouse.

I always have a bad premonition that as long as I open this door, I will bear a certain mental shock, so my whole body is tense from scalp to toe.

And Liu Wangzhi didn't have any worries at all. He held me with one hand and gathered his spiritual power to draw a rune on the closed iron door in advance. The door swung open to both sides.

A stale smell mixed with the smell of charcoal rushed towards us. Before we could lift our feet to step over the threshold, suddenly, the three crematoriums placed in the middle of the warehouse burst into flames!
"Sleep... sleep, my dear baby... mother's hands, gently rocking you... the cradle rocks you, sleep soundly... the night is quiet, and it is warm..."

The flames in the furnace shot up to the sky, illuminating the crematorium, which could not be seen with fingers, filling the room with red light. A cold female voice sounded faintly from the room, humming a gentle lullaby in an ethereal and eerie way.

Goosebumps instantly covered my arms, and I suddenly looked up in the direction of the sound, and with just one glance, I subconsciously grabbed Liu Wangzhi's hand tightly!

On the tall crematorium, a woman covered in blood stood there quietly, holding a baby in her arms who was also covered in blood, and was singing that weird lullaby while patting her arms to comfort her. That crying blood baby...

(End of this chapter)