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Chapter 7 Thrilling Jobs

"Ah? Clear...cleaning human skin?" I couldn't help shivering.

I kiss grandma, this job can't be done.

I don't know how long these human skins have been placed here. Although they haven't completely rotted, you can see the white maggots crawling on them.

The point is, this is human skin, let me wash it?

Don't tell me to wash, just let me stay here for a while and I won't do it. I'm already so scared that my legs are weak.

"Can... can you change my job?" I asked tremblingly.

But it didn't care about me, it just pointed to a side door in the room and said: "There are things you need in the small compartment."

After speaking, it walked to the front of a cabinet in another corner, and took out a plate from it, which contained some scalpels and the like.

Immediately, it carried the tray to a trundle bed, lifted the shroud on it, and revealed a naked corpse.

This is the corpse of a woman, she looks quite beautiful, but now there is no blood on her body, she is extremely pale, although her face looks very peaceful, but in my opinion, it is much more terrifying fear.

I don't know where the male ghost got the corpse. Could it be that he killed someone and brought the corpse here?
Thinking of this, I felt a chill in my heart, and suddenly felt that one day I might become more like this female corpse!
And at this moment, the male ghost put the plate on one side of the bed, then picked up a scalpel, looked at the female corpse, and then cut the scalpel into the abdomen of the female corpse...

The male ghost clearly wanted to skin the female corpse, and a chill shot through my body in an instant, fearing that I would end up like the female corpse in the end, so I didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurried into the small compartment next to it, looking for a way to clean it. Human skin works the stuff.

This cubicle is like a warehouse, with rows of shelves and various medicines on the shelves, but there is a big iron basin and brushes in the corner, which is what I want.

"Remember to wash it with formalin." The male ghost's voice without the slightest emotion sounded abruptly.

I hurriedly found a few bottles of formalin solution on the medicine shelf, dragged the iron basin and walked out, put it next to the human skin, then went in and took out the brush, found a pair of gloves to put on, During the whole process, I didn't dare to look at the male ghost.

Afterwards, with trembling hands, I took a piece of human skin off the wall and threw it directly into the basin. As a result, several maggots fell on me, and I screamed and slapped it off.

After confirming that there were no maggots on my body, I settled down and poured the formalin into the basin with fear.

Looking at the human skin and the maggots crawling on it, I was terrified and disgusted, but I had to muster up the courage to pick up a brush and scrub it.

In fact, I can't figure out why this male ghost wants to peel human skins, and why he wants to preserve these human skins.

Of course, I don't even know its name and origin at all, let alone know the significance of it doing such a thing.

Now, I can only do as it says, hoping that it will let me go, even if the possibility of this may be very small.

For the next day, I was doing such a job. From the fear at the beginning to the numbness later, I gradually got used to it.

"That's all for today." Around night time, the male ghost came over and said to me.

Hearing this, I suddenly threw away the brush in my hand, took off my gloves, and ran out the door as if fleeing.

I don't want to stay in that room for another second.

The male ghost floated over quickly and followed me without saying a word.

And it wasn't until I ran to the middle of the intersection that I stopped to breathe.

"You go back first, I'll get some food, and you can cook for me when I come back." The male ghost said suddenly.

As soon as I heard it talking about eating, I thought of those white grains of rice, and I thought of those white, wriggling maggots. My stomach rolled, and I threw up with a wow while holding the wall next to me.

Since he hadn't eaten anything all day, his stomach was empty, and only gall water was vomited out.

It didn't care about me, it just floated into the darkness of the corridor on the right and disappeared.

I leaned on the wall for a long time before I completely recovered, wiped my mouth, and was about to walk back into the corridor on the left, but just after taking two steps, I suddenly thought that if it wanted to cook, it would definitely leave this unknown place. The famous ghost place, that is to say, the road it took is 100% possible to get out!

Maybe it will do something at the exit so that I can't escape, but if I don't go and see, how can I be sure?

Thinking of this, I decisively turned around and walked into the corridor it entered.

It was very dark here, and there was no male ghost leading me when I came here before, so I had to walk forward while leaning on the wall.

After walking for about 10 minutes, a white light appeared in front of me, maybe it was the exit. I quickly speeded up, and when I got to the place where the white light was, I found that it was a place similar to a hospital hall, thousands of square meters in size, surrounded by Doors to each room, how many there are beyond count.

The doors of these rooms are all blood-red. I don't know what material they are made of, but they give people a metallic texture, and the doors are all pasted with Taoist symbols, which makes people feel quite weird.

I'm afraid it's not that simple here.

Of course, since the male ghost went out from here, it means that the exit of this place must be one of these doors, but I don't know which one it is, and I don't know what will be in the other doors.

The point is, these doors seem to be welded together with the wall. I tried to push one of them, but it couldn't be pushed open at all.

This shows that even if I know which one of them can go out, it is useless.

I was suddenly a little depressed, and it was almost impossible to run out by myself. If I wanted to go out, the male ghost could only show mercy and let me go.

I stood here blankly for a while, and then went back to the suite where the male ghost lived. After all, I didn't want the male ghost to run into me trying to escape when he came back, which would reduce the possibility of him letting me go.

Immediately, I sat down on the sofa and waited for the male ghost to come back.

But waiting and waiting, I accidentally fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw the male ghost sitting on the opposite sofa, looking at me without blinking. What's inexplicable is that its eyes were not cold at all, but very gentle, but when I woke up, it immediately changed cold.

"The dishes are in the kitchen, hurry up and cook." It urged in a cold voice.

After speaking, it floated into my bedroom, leaving me alone in a daze. It didn't wake me up, and it seemed to be watching me sleep.

what's the situation?
I don't think it is in love with me, and even if it is in love with me, I can't accept it, because it is a ghost, and this reason is enough.

(End of this chapter)