[Tanhua Modern] Blackening cannot always save the world

The southwest corner of City C is the only funeral home in the city. It is far away from the urban area, and endless corpses are sent here every day.

The only crematorium in the city is next to it. As the only crematorium in the city, the municipal government invested a lot of money to maintain its normal operation, and the facilities equipped are extremely high-end and advanced.

In the aisle leading to the morgue, the incandescent lamps were dazzlingly bright, hitting the white and white walls, adding to the coldness.There are so many corpses coming and going, even a group of vigorous men feel chilly in their vests.

A burst of powerful and steady footsteps resounded in the aisle. At the head was a slender man. He was wearing a dark purple suit that was pressed neatly. Every crease was meticulous. He was wearing a purple shirt with a lighter color. He had handsome sword eyebrows and starry eyes , but there was a layer of coldness covering his face, which made people shiver for no reason.

He strode forward, and after a while he came to a metal door, he pushed it open, and said to the three or five stalwart men behind him:

"Go to the other end of the aisle and wait. I'll call you if anything happens." The voice was deep and calm, but with a hint of strange femininity, which could arouse chills in this air-conditioned place. His voice was not loud, but it made people Without the slightest courage to resist.

The men looked stern. After hearing what he said, they turned around and walked towards the place he said without saying a word.

"Then that...then me too..." one of them, a thin man with cold sweat on his forehead, said tremblingly, and he couldn't help but want to follow the person who left.

"You keep it and explain the situation clearly." A sternness flashed between the man's brows, and his tone was unquestionable.

"Zhuo...Mr. Zhuo...I, I..." The man clutched the white coat on his body, his calves kept trembling, swallowed and said:

"I.. talked about it on the phone..."

"What do you mean can't be cremated?" The man said coldly.

"Just... just... can't be burned..." The man was almost crying: "Master Fang is inside, he is in charge of cremating the corpse, if he can explain clearly to you, I'm just a newcomer , please be merciful and spare me." He said, and couldn't stop running towards the aisle.

The man's face was cold, with a trace of hostility in his eyes, he took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

"Mr. Zhuo, are you here?" A pale middle-aged man inside said.He looked at it and tried to pull out a smile, but failed, but the funny face of the bitter gourd portrait showed a bit of horror in this environment.There were still a few people around, looking very haggard, and when they saw the man coming, they all gathered around and greeted him one after another.

The man named "Mr. Zhuo" nodded, and turned his gaze to a stage covered with a white cloth in the room. The middle-aged man looked at the corpse on the stage with a pale face, and said shyly:

"I've been in this business for more than 20 years, and I'm afraid it's over this time."

Zhuo looked at him coldly, and he said:

"Mr. Zhuo, you may not believe it. There are rules in every industry. The rules in our industry may be ridiculous in the eyes of others. The probability of us encountering weird things is not small, but there is a limit to everything. Hard, but after a certain number of similar things, the stellar energy on my body can no longer protect me, which means I should stop. I have burned thousands of corpses, but I have never encountered such a strange phenomenon. Can't burn it, Mr. Zhuo, you'd better ask someone to deal with it, otherwise you will suffer in the end......"

Before he finished speaking, he looked into a pair of cold eyes, and he couldn't speak the next words. He was still struggling but suddenly... He seemed to be strangled by someone, with a pair of long The slit eyes suddenly stared into the shape of a copper bell as if being propped open by something, staring at the table opposite him with astonishing horror in his eyes, let out a sharp scream from his mouth, and slammed his back against the wall behind him.

"It's not me...don't look for me!" As he said, he opened the door and rushed out.

Everyone around him also looked pale, and retreated towards the door with trembling legs. One of the bald men shouted:

"There is an injustice and a debtor, it has nothing to do with us if you go to Zhuo Dong!!"

The rest of the people responded one after another, and the door, which was not considered narrow, squeezed three or five big men's bodies, and everyone looked at each other in fear while pushing.

Zhuo Donglai didn't care about the man's disrespect, he already felt the coolness coming from the back of his neck, he turned his head inch by inch, his pupils shrinking into needle eyes bit by bit...

A pale gray face, with varying degrees of swelling, the eyeballs embedded in the shriveled and wrinkled skin looked extraordinarily huge, there was a strange sneer on the corner of his mouth, his stiff lips opened and closed, making a hissing sound:

Little brat, don't just dump me like that...

Zhuo Donglai seemed to be frozen there, his eyeballs were motionless, completely frozen...

"Ah, ah, open the door, let me out!" Seeing everyone squeeze out the door, the last man left was left behind by the fleeing accomplices, and the door was locked tightly with a slam, despite the thunder of human hands Like a mountain.

He pressed against the door, with cold sweat and tears intertwined on his face, trembling and crying:

"It has nothing to do with... nothing to do with me..... nothing to do with me..."

The corpse that was originally lying on the table stood up for no reason at this time, the eyes that were originally tightly closed opened their eyelids, "he" tilted his head, and said with a thief:

"You are all his accomplices...Jie Jie...you know that you are cooperating with him to bully me, an old man..."

"No, no, no...it's him, we dare not defy him...no, no, no!" He exclaimed, "Ahhhhh!"

Zhuo Donglai trembled all over, and turned around abruptly, the man's head that was blown into a ball was reflected in his calm eyes, and within a second, there was a muffled bang... The tip of his nose spread out. stench......

His teeth were cold, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, with a surge of rage in his eyes, he kicked the standing corpse fiercely:

"You're dead! You're dead! You're still making trouble after you're dead, do you think you can scare me!"

His strength was too great, the corpse rolled into the corner with a thump, the body of * couldn't withstand the impact and an arm fell off, but the thing was still smiling slyly.

"He" picked up the arm that fell aside, and said in a low voice:

"Death...is just the beginning...do you think you can escape?"

The coldness rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, Zhuo Donglai seemed to be frozen again, his eyeballs twitched.He heard "he" whispering almost close to his ear, as if exhaling a cold breath, so sticky and disgusting:

"Not only you can't escape, but the people around you can't escape either... Oh... how can there be people around you wolf cub?"

Zhuo Donglai couldn't make a sound, so he had to listen.

"Ah... I forgot, there are still a few blind and stupid people who follow you with all their hearts... Who did you start with? How about that kid surnamed Lin?"

Zhuo Donglai's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... that's the boy, you care about him... that's great! It's better to die like the boy named Sihuo three days ago, or just now How about the guy's death? After all, I love you...you choose, how about it?"

"I choose...you should be clean..." Zhuo Donglai opened his mouth with great effort, slamming every word, every word was ruthless.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..." "He" smiled happily.....The laughter gradually faded, and he fell silent, the corner of his mouth curved extremely strangely, and there was a real dead silence in the room... ..

"I know you are not afraid...but you must be afraid of some things..." "He" whispered.

Tick-tick-tick-

Zhuo Donglai smelled blood again, there was a big difference between the stale one and the fresh one just dead, his body turned uncontrollably to the back......

He suddenly widened his eyes...

It was a boy, covered in blood, the blackened blood stained his clothes, slid down his sleeves and trousers, and formed a pool on the ground... The boy's face was pale with no trace of blood, his eyes were stiff and straight Staring at Zhuo Donglai, his facial features were bleeding...

Seeing Zhuo Dong looking at him, the corners of his mouth curved into an exaggerated arc, and a mouthful of bloody teeth was opened, ferocious and strange:

We agreed to die in the same year, the same month and the same day, but now that I am dead, why are you still alive?

Zhuo Donglai's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a low growl from his throat. His whole body seemed to be tightly bound by something. He could only watch the young man approaching inch by inch. Every inch he approached, Zhuo Donglai felt desolate despair in his heart:

Yeah.......you're all dead, so many people are dead, why am I still alive?

Death seems to be a great temptation...

It's just that somewhere in my heart is still stubbornly resisting, protesting, clamoring, roaring and not wanting to admit defeat...

Whoever, whoever comes...everyone in the world is welcome, break his shackles, pull him out...his life must not end in this guy's hands. …

Every cell in his body is exerting strength, his muscles and joints are extruding with pain, his teeth are clenched tightly, but it is of no avail...

There was a loud bang, and the door was knocked open from the outside... The stagnation of the room was broken, and before Zhuo Donglai regained control of his body, he was rolled aside by a strong impact. Pulled and ran to the outside.

His limbs were under control for too long, and there were bursts of soreness while running. His eyes were inexplicably complicated, looking at the man in front of him who was holding him tightly, Lin Sheng......

Sensing that he was not strong enough, Lin Sheng didn't slow down, but exerted strength with his hands, pulled Zhuo Donglai to him, raised his arms without saying a word, wrapped around his waist to support most of his body's weight, and then The foot exerts force, the speed is faster.

The two crashed headlong into the scorching sun at noon outside the house, and Yin Han, who was chasing behind him, was unwilling to retreat.

Before his breath was completely straightened out, Zhuo Donglai shook off Lin Sheng's hand, sat down on the dry turf, and waved away the bodyguards who followed him. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. His hair, which was always meticulous, was slightly messy. with...

Lin Sheng's handsome face was extremely cold at this moment, and his star-like eyes stared at people tightly.He was silent for a long time, suppressed the coldness in his eyes, squatted down, but saw Zhuo Donglai suddenly raised his head, his voice was hoarse and cold and angry:

"How did you come?"

Without giving Lin Sheng a chance to speak, he continued:

"You follow me?"

"If you think I'm crazy, and anxiously looking for people all over the world to inquire about your whereabouts is stalking, then yes, I'm following you!" His tone was bad, and his face was very ugly.

Zhuo Donglai stared at his face with gloomy eyes, stood up, and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, Mr. Lin will always know what he wants to know."

Lin Sheng's face froze, his throat was blocked, and he said after a while:

"You knew already?"

Zhuo Donglai showed an evil smile, his eyes were still cold:

"I knew it from the beginning, otherwise, how do you think you, a kid in your early twenties, climbed to the position of assistant to the president so quickly?"

Lin Sheng was silent.

"But it's over now, you don't need to go to work tomorrow, and you won't use it in the future." Zhuo Donglai smiled easily, and his tone was firm and unquestionable.

Lin Sheng's calm expression was broken, he gritted his teeth and said:

"You want to fire me?"

Zhuo Donglai nodded, looking nonchalantly.

Lin Sheng sneered:

"The contract we signed at that time, it was not that simple to fire."

"Report the liquidated damages to the HR department yourself." Zhuo Donglai was unmoved.

"...Do you think I care about money?" Lin Sheng's face was terribly calm.

"That's right, why does Mr. Lin care about such a small amount of money? It's because Zhuo Donglai doesn't know how to flatter him." Zhuo Donglai smiled gracefully, exactly the same as when he treated other people.

Lin Sheng was silent, and under the silence was a turbulent emotion, his eyes suddenly turned black.Zhuo Donglai didn't seem to have found anything, and smiled to himself with grace and indifference:

"Even so, Zhuo must be honest when doing business. Tomorrow I will ask the HR department to transfer the liquidated damages to your account."

"Reason." Lin Sheng stared at him, as if he could see through him from the inside out.

Zhuo Donglai finally suppressed his smile:

"I've had enough..." He spit out a few words lightly, and then evoked a cruel and playful smile:

"This game is no longer interesting, do you understand?"

"Game?" Lin Sheng asked coldly.

"Yes, you have tried your best to forge your resume and apply to my company, conceal your identity, be humble, serve me tea and pour water, and be courteous everywhere. The appearance of the majestic young master of the Lin family in front of me was really fresh at first, but after a long time... I'll get tired of it."

"Tired?" Lin Sheng sneered.

"Tired, why, can't you? I'm already tired of your deliberate hospitality, tired of you humming around me all day to deliberately please... I really can't figure out where I Zhuo Donglai is. This ability made you lower your social status to such an extent?" Zhuo Donglai stopped laughing, and only said what he said was cruel and merciless.

But Lin Sheng laughed, with a cold smile and raised brows, he approached Zhuo Donglai, and said in a deep voice:

"I really can't figure it out, how can I, Lin Sheng, have the ability to make you Zhuo Donglai try so hard to drive me away."

Zhuo Donglai frowned, before he was interrupted by Lin Sheng:

"Freshness? You Zhuo Donglai are the ones who let others get close for the sake of freshness? Don't I know how defensive you are these days?"

"It's really not just fresh." Zhuo Donglai said coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the fundus of his eyes was dark.

"You are the eldest son of the Lin family, so your value should not be underestimated."

"Then why don't you continue now?" Lin Sheng frowned.

Zhuo Donglai paused slightly, Lin Sheng interjected:

"You don't think it's worth enough? How can the Lin family be worthless before it goes bankrupt? Isn't it your habit to squeeze out the last drop of blood? Now that the Lin family is still rough, it's worthless?" He raised his voice and locked his eyes. Zhuo Donglai refused to relax at all.

Zhuo Donglai pushed him away angrily, and shouted:

"Are you mentally ill? I'm using you. If you know it, get out of here. Don't cry when you're sold out by me!"

"Then I am willing to run to you, please take advantage of me!" Lin Sheng roared angrily.

Zhuo Donglai's eyes turned red, he punched him on the shoulder, and shouted:

"Who cares!"

"Yes, I care about it!" Lin Sheng hugged the struggling man, ignoring the fists on his body, he firmly held Zhuo Donglai in his arms and lowered his head to seal his mouth...... .

Zhuo Donglai's eyes widened immediately, the warm and soft feeling on his mouth made him unable to escape what happened now...

Immediately, his eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly he punched the corner of Lin Sheng's mouth, pushing him away, wiped his lips in a bit of embarrassment, and stared at him with angry eyes.

Lin Sheng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, ignored him, and approached Zhuo Donglai again.

A trace of cold anger flashed in Zhuo Donglai's eyes, before he could erupt, Lin Sheng's warm embrace surrounded him, his lips pressed against his ears, his voice was hoarse and low, with an imperceptible pleading:

"Enough...that's enough...I'm not going to die...nobody's going to die anymore..."

Zhuo Donglai suddenly became quiet......