Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 122 The blood is still not cold

How can I die?This unscientific!
I sat slumped at the mouth of the stove, despite the high temperature blowing inside, He Yinyang also squatted there limply, without saying a word.

After a long time, we finally began to slowly accept this reality, and it seemed that we had to go to Fengdu to report again.

I staggered to my feet, spit and cursed: "Where's your grandfather! Why didn't you come out and stop it! He just melted us for no reason?"

He Yinyang shook his head in despair, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible! He is my own grandfather, how could he have the heart to melt me!"

"Is there anything impossible! Maybe you were adopted as a ****!"

"You're the one who was adopted!"

What I said immediately enraged He Yinyang, and we scuffled by the stove mouth.

At this time, a funeral manager came in from the outside and asked the boiler worker, "Have those two corpses been cremated?"

The worker nodded, "Well, is it burning? These two corpses have been placed for two years, and today they are finally burned!"

"Shh! What are you talking about, more than two years! Do you still want to do it!" The manager yelled at the workers.

Hearing this, He Yinyang and I stopped fighting immediately, and looked at each other with surprise in our eyes. What do these two people mean, what more than two years?Isn't it the two of us who are burning in this stove?
We leaned over and listened.

The worker muttered in a low voice, "I'm talking about the manager, why did Mr. He insist on replacing his grandson's name with these two unidentified corpses? Don't you plan to let his grandson be cremated?"

The manager glared at him and said, "What do you know! Someone paid a large amount of funeral expenses last time, let us train those two boys as soon as possible!"

"Funeral expenses? Manager, don't be joking. The entire funeral home belongs to the He family. After the prince dies, the funeral expenses will still be used?"

"Hi! Don't mention it, Mr. He lost his temper because of this matter! He didn't know about it at all... It's kind of strange to talk about it. Why did he pay so much for the funeral if it wasn't his relatives! That's enough It's a hundred thousand! The old man was also blinded by Qian, so he used those two unknown corpses to cover it up, if someone finds out..." The manager said this, paused, and looked at the boiler worker sharply.

The boiler worker nodded quickly, "Don't worry, manager, I will never say anything about this matter!"

The manager nodded, "That's good, you watched the cremation of the two of them with your own eyes, so you must know about it, and besides Mr. He, only God knows about it, you know me, you know Don't worry, the year-end bonus is indispensable to you!"

After a meal of kindness and majesty, the boiler worker smiled and went to work obediently.

And He Yinyang and I were already dumbfounded when we heard this, it was completely beyond our imagination at this moment, we just felt that our heads were a little short-circuited, and our minds were full of question marks.

What is this all about?According to them, it's not us and the two of us that are burning in the boiler, but the two missing unknown corpses in the morgue!

And what about funeral expenses?The boiler worker is right. He Yinyang is the prince of the funeral parlor. We don’t need any funeral expenses at all when we die, but someone actually paid us 10 yuan in funeral expenses. Who the hell is this person?

It definitely won't be my Han family, and the news will definitely not reach the family so quickly.So who is it?Who wants us to die so much, the funeral expenses have all been paid!
The feeling in my heart became stronger, someone must be plotting against us!Maybe it's the one who called the police, and even troubled the police uncle with such a small matter, this person is too wicked!I curse him for having a baby without an ass hole!

However, this person seems to have some oolongs. He has calculated everything, and he did not expect that the funeral parlor is run by the He family.Thanks to Mr. He Da, if it weren't for Mr. He Da, we would have been cremated!

Knowing that my physical body is still alive, the haze in my heart was swept away, and I was so excited that I wanted to sing. I gently rubbed He Yinyang's wound and said, "Does it still hurt?"

We both got a lot of money for the desperate venting just now.

He Yinyang smiled foolishly and said: "It's okay! Even if I was frightened, this Susu is really..."

"Who is Susu?" I wondered.

He Yinyang chuckled: "Ah! It's the body make-up artist!"

I glanced at him playfully, thinking that this kid is indeed having trouble with that beautiful woman in a mask. Alas, it doesn’t gain wisdom if you suffer from it. It seems that what happened to Xiao Li didn’t teach him a deep lesson. Boating is much more thrilling than tightrope walking.

He Yinyang was furious with my stare, smiled awkwardly and said: "Brother Dong, you think too much, I have nothing to do with her, we can just chat!"

Ah!Who would believe it!The girl said it herself just now, damn He Yinyang touched her body...

Tut tut!This kid is really a blessing, but I wondered, hasn't this kid's thing been repaired yet?Has he overcome the mental barrier?

This is someone's private matter, so it's not easy for me to ask too much, the most urgent thing now is to get the body back.

The morgue was also searched, and the makeup artist was also there, but where the hell did our physical bodies go?Rhubarb ran around in a big circle, looked at us with his big tongue out and shook his head, but he still couldn't find it.

"Where did your grandpa go? I'm afraid only your grandpa knows about it!" I looked at He Yinyang and said.

He Yinyang nodded, "Let's go, go to my grandfather's office, maybe you can find some clues!"

Exit the boiler room and go straight to the dead man's elevator.Not to mention, this funeral home is really big and has everything you need.The first floor is the mortuary, dressing room, boiler room.The entire second floor is the funeral hall.On the third floor are several large memorial rooms.The fourth floor is the office, where the leaders work.

When the elevator reached the second floor, a beautiful woman came up suddenly. The beautiful woman was not a beautiful woman, but a rotten woman. She was wearing famous brands and jingling, and the pungent perfume choked us out of breath.

The rotten girl walks with twists and turns, and she still looks so graceful when she is dead, which is really admirable.

When we got to the third floor, the rotten girl got off the elevator, and we quickly followed, because the elevator was a dead man's elevator, and it couldn't reach the fourth floor, so we had to climb up from the third floor.

The rotten girl walked in front of us and walked into a memorial room in a blink of an eye. It turned out that she was going to attend her own memorial service.All I could hear was crying in the mourning room, but the rotten girl was sitting calmly humming a ditty.Ya's heart is too big, it makes us feel ashamed.

The sound of mourning and joy in the mourning room was extremely harsh, and relatives and friends of the rotten girl were all crying and saying their final farewell around her body.

This scene is really sad. If I were lying in the wreath instead, I don’t know what it would be like. When I think of the scene of relatives and friends crying after death, I feel numb all over. Sir, why should I I'm dead, I haven't married a wife yet!
We couldn't stand the atmosphere, so we quickly escaped from the mourning room, went to the stairs outside, and went up to the fourth floor from the stairs.

Since it is not a staff passageway, the exit on the fourth floor is tightly locked, but this is not a problem for us, the soul body usually can penetrate the wall, and there are no door gods guarding this door, so the two of us plunged in.

The light on the fourth floor is very dark, and what you see is a long corridor. There are many departments in the corridor, but most of the doors are tightly closed, making the corridor even darker. Only the emergency lights are here. In the sound of la', it flickers on and off...

"Which office is your grandfather in?"

"Inside!"

"Wow! The office of the old magic stick is huge!"

The corridor was terribly quiet, our voices were a bit abrupt, coupled with Rhubarb's barking, it was a bit penetrating.

"Isn't your funeral home usually open? Why isn't there even a single person!"

He Yinyang smiled wryly and said: "The atmosphere in the funeral parlor is like this, lifeless, as time goes by, everyone is stuck in the office doing their own things, and they don't move around indiscriminately!"

We walked along the long corridor until we reached the end of the corridor. The door sign of the last department said, 'General Manager's Office'.

Hey!Mr. He Da was originally an incomprehensible magician, but now he has transformed into the general manager!

When He Yinyang and I were about to step in, the door of the office suddenly opened with a 'creak'!Surprised us both.

I saw an old man come out of the house with a sullen face, and walked out through our bodies.

It's Mr. He Da!
"Grandpa!" He Yinyang shouted excitedly.

I couldn't help but smile, this silly boy, even if you yell out your throat, he won't be able to hear you!

But my smile froze in the next second, because I saw the old man's body obviously paused, and then turned around and glanced at us! ...Well, it's not that he looked at us, but just glanced around, the expression on his face suddenly changed from cloudy to clear, and finally he let out a long breath, feeling a little relieved.

what's the situation?Is it difficult for the old man to have discovered our existence?Can't!The old magic stick can't even draw the eye-opening talisman, so how could he be able to see through the sky.

Could it be that his spiritual perception is far superior to that of ordinary people? ...Anyway, since I borrowed the bronze mirror from Mr. He Da in the courtyard last time, my feelings towards him have changed.Thinking of how highly respected Mr. He Da was by the uncle in the underworld, I felt a little relieved.This old man is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Mr. He Da glanced around, then left in a hurry, not knowing what important matter was urgently needed for him to deal with.

"Go, go in and have a look!" He Yinyang muttered, and walked into the office, and Da Huang and I followed in quickly.

As soon as I entered the door, I was knocked back again with a 'boo', I covered my head and cursed: "Why are you blocking the door!"

"Dong...Brother Dong...I saw..." He stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

"What did you see?"

I pushed him and walked into the room. The office is huge, and the first thing I saw was a big leather sofa!There were two people sitting on the sofa with dull eyes. They looked very familiar. After looking at them for a long time, I finally came to my senses. Isn't this just me and He Yinyang!
Seeing 'the two of us' sitting there well, although it felt a bit weird, I couldn't help being very excited!
Dude is alive!

"Woof! I finally found it!" Rhubarb cried out excitedly, and He Yinyang and I kicked it out quickly, in order to prevent fraudulent corpses!
The two of us slowly came to the side of the physical body, only to see that 'we' were sitting on the sofa in a strange posture, with a simple bronze mirror in the middle, and the compass on the bronze mirror was spinning crazily. Slowly emanating from the two bodies...

The sound of a trace of blood flowing like a trickle of water made us tremble with excitement.

The blood is still not cold, it can return Yang!

(End of this chapter)