Han Zong: Starting From Chinatown, Dominating South Korea

In the morgue,

Zhu Xixun sat up with his upper body, still with his eyes closed, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and the whole scene was strange and quiet.

This picture made Zhu Dantai's whole person dumbfounded, sitting on the cold floor, supporting the ground with his hands, trembling and stepping back.

Even if he had heard some legends such as "returning to the light",

But the scene in front of him was somewhat beyond his understanding, subverting his knowledge reserves, and making his whole person dazed and confused in an instant.

Because he confirmed the news of his son's death, he died of a ruptured heart, and the whole heart was pierced impartially, and he was violently killed on the spot, with no possibility of survival.

In addition, his son's body was also dissected by a forensic doctor, and there is no such thing as "suspended animation".

All Zhu Dantai can think of right now is... The son cheated the corpse?

Zhu Dantai supported the ground with his hands in horror, swallowed his spit nervously, stood up tremblingly, and came to his son Zhu Xixun full of horror, tentatively stretching out a hand to him, not knowing what to do.

At the same time, Zhu Xixun's head suddenly twisted, and his long face turned in the direction of Zhu Dantai.

"Ugh!" Zhu Dantai retreated in surprise, and his heart sped up a lot,

He suddenly thought that this phenomenon at the moment was obviously beyond the scope of his ability, and now he should call the staff in, they are well-informed and may be able to give a reasonable explanation.

Thinking of this, Zhu Dantai stood in the corner of the room and shouted loudly to the outside, "Come, come!"

"What about the staff? What about people?! Assie.........."

Shouted a few times, there was no reaction outside,

Zhu Dantai moved slowly against the wall, walked past his son's side intently, came to the door of the morgue, and pulled the door without opening it.

After studying the door lock, I found that the door was locked and could not be opened.

Zhu Dantai's cold sweat slowly stayed along the door of his brain, and the surge of Adam's apple seemed to silently tell his nervousness,

He smashed and kicked the door hard, but the steel door was cold and hard, and it was not at all something he could break open with brute force.

Just as he was torturing the door lock, he heard a "pop" sound behind him,

Zhu Dantai turned his head in horror, and an exclamation unconsciously came out of his mouth, "Ah! Yes! Archi..."

He saw that the body of his son Zhu Xixun, I don't know when he fell from the coffin bed, was crooked on the ground in a strange posture, looking very convulsive.

Zhu Dantai was in a dilemma, and the whole person fell into an unprecedented panic,

He took a step forward, stepped back again, and patted the iron door behind him, "Is there anyone?" Come on! West Eight........."

However, no matter how he shouted, the outside was quiet and unresponsive.

Just when Zhu Dantai was helpless, something even more terrifying happened to him,

He witnessed his son Zhu Xixun's body slowly leaving the ground, and in a strange and twisted posture, the whole levitated at a distance of thirty centimeters from the ground,

And, still moving slowly towards him!

"Lying groove..." Zhu Dantai's brain had stopped thinking, leaving only an instinctive reaction,

He saw his son's body "floating" towards him, but he could do nothing.

In all kinds of fear, Zhu Dantai closed his eyes tightly, waving his hands indiscriminately in the air, trying to dissipate all this weirdness.

However, all this is just in vain and useless,

No matter how much Zhu Dantai cried and obstructed, the body of his son Zhu Xixun still slowly floated towards him,

His cold brain door hit Zhu Dantai's forehead rhythmically and lightly, and the whole scene looked extremely paradoxical.

Zhu Dantai's shouts were heartbreaking, and the whole person was already scattered.

Even if he dreamed of it, he could not imagine that one day he would be scared by the corpse.

Moreover, it is his own son who fraudulently defrauds the corpse!

Hades, it's really Hades.

Zhu Dantai grabbed his son's head indiscriminately with two hands, twisted his face to the side, and said in horror, "Son, you are to Dad... What is there to be upset about... You can tell me in a dream... I... I will definitely ... Find a way to satisfy you... Is it good?"

Zhu Xixun seemed to have heard his words,

Suddenly stopped moving, the whole person quieted,

Then left Zhu Dantai's side,

Flew to the ceiling with a pop,

And then it fell back to the ground.

After rolling on the ground, there was no movement, and the whole person seemed to be resting.

Zhu Dantai covered his chest, undecided, gasped for air, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He sat on the cold ground, with his back against the iron door of the morgue, snuggled in the corner, the whole person was in a daze, dazed, and did not dare to move, for fear of alarming something again.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Dantai swallowed a mouthful of spit nervously, stood up with the iron door, and tentatively twisted the door handle, but still couldn't open it.

Shouted twice, knocked on the door, still no response,

Call, and there is no signal,

It was as if the world had forgotten him.

He looked nervously at his son's body and felt that he should not lie on the ground like this, at least he should lie back on the coffin.

Zhu Dantai tentatively moved his feet towards his son's body, trying to carry him back to where he belonged.

This time, he will definitely cover the plastic steel glass cover, obey the staff, and never make claims without authorization.

While thinking like this, Zhu Dantai gradually approached his son's body,

He pretended to make a cross on his chest,

And he gestured with his hands together to the top,

After making sufficient preparations, Zhu Dantai boldly moved forward,

Before he came to his son's body, his eyes suddenly flashed out of thin air, flashing a rising flame,

The place of the fire is impartial, it is the body of the son,

This sudden movement made Zhu Dantai subconsciously raise a small arm to cover his face.

In just two seconds, he smelled a hot and scorching breath, as if it was the smell of roasted meat, accompanied by the sound of zila zila.

Slowly lowering his arm, Zhu Dantai clearly saw that the body of his son Zhu Xixun was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly becoming smaller and smaller in the azure flames, until it disappeared.

The entire combustion process, from the beginning to the end, is only a short time of more than ten seconds.

By the time Zhu Dantai reacted, his son Zhu Xixun had turned into a pool of ashes, blooming with sparkling light on the ground,

It was at this time that Zhu Dantai realized that the side just now was the last time he saw his son.

Fear and sorrow rushed to Zhu Dantai's heart, but there was obviously more grief than fear.

He fell to his knees with a pop, stared at the pool of ashes, trembled and took off his glasses, threw them aside, and then covered his face and cried, tears flowing down his cheeks.

Grief, endless grief,

and, unexplained fear.

In this paradoxical environment, Zhu Dantai was gradually wrapped in pitch black,

The candle flame was extinguished, the incandescent lamp shattered, and all the light sources in the room disappeared in an instant,

Zhu Dantai rubbed on the ground, touched a small mobile phone, and when he got it, he found that the screen was already shattering without knowing when it "can't emit Kai's light."

Pitch black, pitch black that can't be seen by reaching out for five fingers.

This time, the polarities of grief and fear reversed, and fear overwhelmed sadness in an instant, making Zhu Dantai's whole person tremble.

His shouts resounded throughout the morgue and echoed for a long time.

On the other side, Bai Chengze, who was across the wall, withdrew his stand-in, shook his head mockingly and smiled, "." What age is it, still engaged in traditional cremation?"

The current society is a humanistic society,

As long as the relationship is in place, there is no need to queue for cremation, and the head stove can be burned.

Bai Chengze's cremation technique is naturally unquestionable.

And everything that just happened in the morgue was also controlled by him in secret with a stand-in,

It's just that Zhu Dantai obviously won't understand all this, and these things are too shocking for him to be named.

Only one roar after another is telling Zhu Dantai's anger and helplessness,

And in response to him, there was only eternal silence.