Touch a corpse to fall in love

He went back to the rental house with the bus and brought some clothes and daily necessities, Cheng Xiao didn't move the rest of the trivial items.

"Why don't you finish moving?" The bus leaned against the door and looked around, with more or less disapproval in his eyes, "You don't plan to come back to live in this kind of place in the future, do you?"

Cheng Xiao put the things in his backpack, turned his head and glanced at the bus: "I paid two months' rent before, and I only lived here for less than a week. Besides, there is nothing wrong with keeping the house as a spare. Besides. , can the funeral parlor be lived forever?" Cheng Xiao

When I was a child, I heard many ghost stories told by the old people in the village, and I had more or less resistance to the funeral home.

"Well, what my family Xiaoxiao said is always the truth." The bus started to laugh.

"Go! Who is your Xiaoxiao?" Cheng Xiao walked to the door with his bag on his back, pointed to the sky outside, "Come on, go back and have a rest, you have to go to work tonight."

"What's the rush? You don't want you to keep your eyes open until dawn when you go to work at night." The bus locked the door behind and chased after Cheng Xiao muttering.

The dormitory conditions of the funeral home are actually really good.The facilities are complete, the light is sufficient, and the environment can be regarded as upper-middle-class.The only bad thing is that the people living above are dead people, and the people living below are also dead people.

There are 2 negative floors and 4 positive floors in the funeral parlor, a total of 6 floors.

On the negative 2 floor are some garland crystal coffins and other items, which are equivalent to the warehouse of the funeral parlor; the negative 1 floor is a freezer room, where the corpses whose identity and cremation time have not been confirmed are placed; the first floor is the hall, which is divided into cremation rooms , farewell hall, family lounge, and restaurant; the second floor is the staff dormitory; the third and fourth floors are the dead suites.

The dead man's suite is an exclusive suite for some relatively wealthy dead people; the interior layout and equipment are fully responsible for the master of ceremonies and mortuary administrators of the funeral home.

Cheng Xiao followed the bus to the monitoring room to see the monitoring video of the whole building, secretly smacking his tongue at the high-end atmosphere here.

Everyone is dead, why do you need so much ostentation?

Of course, this is just Cheng Xiao's personal thought, and he will not be stupid enough to say this.

After visiting the entire building, Cheng Xiao discovered at the end of the corridor on the second floor that behind the funeral parlor was a small hill with some densely planted birch trees.It's quite thoughtful.Cheng Xiao murmured to himself: I used to think that there was only such a building on the main road in the outskirts of the city, and it looked lonely, but now that I found such a forest, at least it didn't look so uncomfortable.

The bus next to him stretched his waist, patted Cheng Xiao on the shoulder and said, "Go back and rest for a while, it's noon, I'm really sleepy."

Cheng Xiao nodded, and the two headed towards the dormitory together.

Not long after sitting on the bed, the two heard a knock on the door.Cheng Xiao opened the door and saw that he was the person in charge of the funeral home.

"Ah, it turns out that Young Master Chen is also there." There were many vacant rooms on the second floor, and the person in charge did not expect that the bus would be crowded in the same room with Cheng Xiao, "It seems that Young Master Chen and Cheng Xiao are really on good terms."

The bus rolled his eyes while lying on the bed: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't smudge."

"Yes, yes." The person in charge quickly agreed, looking at Cheng Xiao at the door, and said, "That's right, I received a call from the curator of the museum in the city. There was a pair of ancient coffins to be disposed of there, and he said he needed someone to help. Do I have a suitable candidate? I thought about it, Cheng Xiao’s second major is historical archaeology, right? Although it is a second major, it seems that the grades are quite good, why don’t you help me, and he will pay you when the time comes It’s only your own, not included in the wages of the funeral home.”

Cheng Xiao was secretly surprised, could it be that the God of Wealth he worshiped a few days ago appeared, and he was lucky today?But since it is an ancient coffin that the museum is going to deal with, it should be of high value, so there must be many historical experts present, so why let him, a graduate with no experience, go there?

"Actually, I also thought about it. Maybe it's because I think the coffin is more evil. It's not important to understand the history. The most important thing is that the curator said that he wanted to find a young man who didn't have a body... Do you think?" The person in charge was a little embarrassed.

It would be embarrassing for anyone to leave this matter, right?Cheng Xiao blushed unconsciously, and it was obvious at a glance whether he was broken or not.

"Okay, I agree." Since he's just looking for a virgin to make a scene, it's okay for him to go for a walk.

At this time, the bus was completely mobilized. He watched Cheng Xiao send the curator away strangely, and said with a pinch of his throat, "Master~ I only want a virgin~" After speaking, he twisted his body and made a small face. The girl looked shy.

"Fuck you!" Cheng Xiao picked up the pillow on his bed and threw it over, "Don't run around tonight, let's solve the mystery of 'the female corpse disappeared overnight in a wedding dress' after things in the museum are settled. "

"It's okay, as long as you come back within three days." The bus said indifferently, anyway, he just fooled Cheng Xiao over to help him solve his work problems, and didn't really ask him to go on an adventure or anything.

Cheng Xiao looked at the bus for a while, and naturally guessed what he was thinking.

"Regardless of whether what you said is true or not, you should be careful when you're alone when I'm not around." In case the fraudulent corpse incident was man-made, it would be fine for the bus to investigate privately.

"Have you watched too many TV dramas?" This time it was the bus's turn to mock Cheng Xiao, "I never realized that you are such a mother-in-law before, what a ghost today?"

Originally, the bus was just making a joke unconsciously, but when Cheng Xiao heard this sentence, somehow, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, as if the weather in June couldn't hold back the chill, and it cooled down instantly.

The bus raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Ha, the air conditioner must have been on hold for too long, and I didn't realize it until now."

Cheng Xiao also came back to his senses: "...It should be." Taking a suit of clothes at random, Cheng Xiao greeted the bus, "Just now the person in charge said that the ancient coffin will arrive at four o'clock in the afternoon, so I'll go to the museum to see it first. look."

"Yeah." The bus suddenly sat up, "How about I accompany you there? I always think this is a bit strange."

Cheng Xiao had already walked to the door of the dormitory at this time, and immediately paused when he heard the words of the bus: "If you want to say strange things, there are more than one strange things today, right? Don't worry, I don't have what you think That's bad."

The bus watched Cheng Xiao go out, pressed his forehead and thought for a while, and finally chased him out.

After being tortured helplessly by the bus, the person in charge didn't dare to offend the young master of the Chen family. In the end, the two went to the museum in the city together.

4:10 PM.

Nearly 20 museum staff stood at the entrance of the museum, and there were also a dense group of reporters.

Among the crowd, the curator and deputy curator stood in the middle, but the curator didn't know the identity of the bus, and thought he was just a person who joined in the fun with Cheng Xiao, so he didn't give the bus any special treatment.So Cheng Xiao and the bus were squeezed to the side of the road by the crowd, and stood with the spectators.

The curator said that Cheng Xiao only needs to go over and support the ancient coffin when it is being carried down.Other matters will be discussed after the ancient coffin is placed.

In the sweltering June, a group of people stood on tiptoe waiting for the transport vehicle that could rescue them.

After waiting another 10 minutes, a large blue and white transport vehicle and a slow crane slowly drove over when the bus got impatient.

Cheng Xiao stretched out his head to look at the transport vehicle, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

"Dududu-"

Cheng Xiao's monotonous and dull cell phone rang, and the bus chuckled from the side: "Haven't you changed the ringtone yet?"

Cheng Xiaobai glanced at the bus, and immediately answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Cheng Xiao?" The other party's voice was clear and full of strength, which made people imagine his calmness and strength.

"Yes, I am. Who are you?" Cheng Xiao looked at the caller ID just now, and there was an unfamiliar number on it.

"I'm Ouyang Fulin. We met each other in the ancient military study class."

"...Yes, Professor Ouyang?"

Ouyang Fulin is the youngest professor at No. 29 University in City A where Cheng Xiao is studying. He just came to teach at their university last year. He is only 1.8 years old. He is over [-] meters tall. He is handsome, talented and rich, and he is still single. Arriving at their school has become the dream lover of many girls in their school.

But...how did he know his phone number?

As if guessing what Cheng Xiao was thinking, Ouyang Fulin said: "I went to the Office of Academic Affairs to ask for your information today. As an excellent graduate, I'm still curious about what unit you will work in."

"Hehe..." Cheng Xiao laughed dryly. Although he had attended several classes taught by Ouyang Fulin, he had actually only had contact with them once, which was a question in the Ancient Military Studies class, and there was no interaction thereafter. , "Professor Ouyang... what's the matter?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then said: "The Mullin Museum in the city, are you there?"

"...Yes." Cheng Xiao felt a little uneasy, why did Ouyang Fulin seem to be targeting him specifically?

"You stay there and don't do anything." Ouyang Fulin spoke faster, "Wait for me to come over."

Cheng Xiao was about to ask why, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Cheng Xiao's expression was not right, the bus immediately stretched out his head to ask him.

"..." Cheng Xiao didn't know how to answer.

The bus wanted to make persistent efforts, but the car over there had already driven over.More than a dozen professional porters from above slowly opened the carriage together, exposing the three sides and the top of the entire carriage, and then retreated to one side, waiting for the crane master to operate carefully The hook hooked the iron chain covering the coffin, and then slowly hung it down.

When Cheng Xiao saw such a dark ancient coffin, he was shocked in place—it turned out to be a copper coffin made of bronze!A complete set of coffins like this, the museum actually brought it back in its entirety?Cheng Xiao clicked his tongue secretly, it really was a big deal!You must know that a coffin is a coffin, and an outer coffin is an outer coffin. Few people can transport the coffin and outer coffin together, let alone this heavy bronze coffin.

The blue-black coffin, which was not too small, landed little by little, and the reporters on the side rushed forward, and were immediately stopped by the staff of the museum.

The bus and Cheng Xiao were also stopped outside.

Because the coffin has been in the tomb for a long time, there are now hard-to-remove color deposits on it. Even though it has been cleaned, the historical deposits can still be seen from the traces on it.Gives a sense of history.

The strange thing is that the body of the coffin is carved with dense hibiscus trees—did the ancients use such a pattern in casting coffins?

It was obviously the hot weather in June, but the weird ancient coffin stood there so dark and cold, as if it couldn't allow a little light to refract in, the dark color absorbed all the light, depressing and heavy.

Staring blankly at the coffin for a while, Cheng Xiao suddenly discovered that a layer of water droplets had gradually seeped out of the coffin somehow.Although he knew it was caused by the heat, Cheng Xiao still felt some numbness on the soles of his feet for no reason.

It wasn't until the heavy ancient coffin was placed on the ground that the curator signaled the staff to let Cheng Xiao in.

The bus wanted to follow, but was stopped by the staff unceremoniously.

"Hey, I was invited by your curator to help?" the bus said looking at the strong man in front of him.

The strong man shook his head and didn't answer, but firmly stopped the people in the area he was in charge of.

The bus spat hard, Nima, with this posture, staying in the museum is really overqualified, and you can go directly to be the bodyguard of the president of the country.

When Cheng Xiao turned his head and saw the deflated look of the bus, he couldn't help laughing.

Looking back, the ancient coffin in front of me can be seen from its appearance alone that it has been buried for more than a thousand years. Its history and its story make people intuitively feel heavy and depressing, but full of The mysterious color of temptation makes people want to touch and explore.

Originally, I wanted to listen to Ouyang Fulin's words, so I didn't do anything and waited for him to come over.But looking at the coffin from a close distance, and seeing the anxious look of the curator, as well as the water droplets oozing from the coffin, Cheng Xiao somehow wanted to help, and wanted to help everyone put the coffin in place earlier , and...the man lying in the coffin.

If the person sleeping in the coffin is not a dry bone from thousands of years ago, in such hot weather, when the coffin is opened, there must be a real-level horror movie, right?The face was severely rotten, the smell of the corpse was overwhelming, and thick corpse fluid flowed from the rotting corpse, walking step by step on the cold corridor... Cheng Xiao shook his head, trying hard to shake off the horrible picture that unconsciously appeared in his head.

With a slight sigh, Cheng Xiao gently put his hands on the coffin——

"Hiss—" Cheng Xiao suddenly withdrew his hand.

Not only is a hibiscus tree with two branches carved on the coffin lid, but there are also some inscriptions.

Cheng Xiao's middle finger was pierced by one of the sharp corners of the engraved inscription - as for how it was pierced, Cheng Xiao himself found it inconceivable.

The crowd was bustling, only the bus noticed Cheng Xiao's movements.

"What's wrong? Cheng Zier?" the bus yelled.

Cheng Xiao glanced sideways at the bus, seeing the worried look on the bus, paused for a moment, shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Turning back and continuing to stare at the coffin, Cheng Xiao couldn't tell what it felt like.

I heard from grandma that the blood of a living person cannot flow onto a coffin or coffin, let alone a dead person.Cheng Xiao looked down at the small wound on his middle finger, then at the trace of blood left on the coffin, and immediately reached out to wipe it off.

Before the movement stopped, a voice suddenly came from the right rear——

"You bastards! Picked up my ancestral grave! I'll fight you!"

Four or five people suddenly rushed out of the bustling crowd. They took fruit knives and machetes from nowhere, broke through the obstruction of the museum staff, and went straight to the coffin.

The dark man slashed at Cheng Xiao with a knife, his ferocious facial expression was strange and terrifying.When Cheng Xiao came to his senses, he only had time to reach out to block the knife above his head, and the sudden pain in his arm gave him a chill in his heart.

The bus rushed in at some point, held the knife-holding hand of the big black man with one hand, and made a fist with the other hand, and knocked the big man down with one punch.

"Woo--" The big man squatted on the ground and remembered that when he got on the bus, he was "bang bang bang" a few feet.

The others were subdued by the security guards, and two people immediately came to hold the bus.

"It's going to kill people, stop it!"

Cheng Xiao also rushed up to pull him: "Okay, stop beating."

The bus came to his senses and immediately looked at Cheng Xiao's arm.

The curator also looked like he had just woken up from a dream, and ran over "Ceng Ceng Ceng" and said, "Go to the hospital quickly, the blood is bleeding so badly, it must have injured an artery."

"F*ck!" Bus cursed and glared at the curator fiercely, "Whatever happens to Cheng Zier, I will never let you go!" After saying that, Bus immediately pulled out the belt around his waist, and He tightly wrapped Cheng Xiao's arm, and saw that the blood had stopped a little before pulling him to the place where he parked.

"Hey? Wait a minute." Cheng Xiao said anxiously, "The coffin hasn't been carried in yet!"

The bus cursed angrily: "Why can't you help me if it's all like this?" Throwing Cheng Xiao into the car without any explanation, the bus closed the door, sat in the driver's seat and started cursing, "Damn it, I felt something was wrong before, It’s a good thing I’m here, otherwise I don’t know what happened!”

The car drove away, and the curator of the museum glanced at the blood stains on the bronze coffin from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the blood stains faded after a while.

When everyone didn't notice the blood, the curator immediately waved his hand and said loudly: "We have called the police, please cooperate, don't panic, and don't crowd around here!"