Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

The woman's crying made Shen Jing feel a deep sense of guilt, but if he really told the truth, no one would believe it, which made Shen Jing extremely entangled.

The lady in front of him was still looking at him firmly, her eyes were full of bravery, Shen Jing looked down at the photo in his hand, the kid in the photo had a bright and sunny smile, but Shen Jing didn't dare to look at it up.

"I really haven't seen him, sorry," Shen Jing returned the photo to the woman, with his palms behind his back, trembling slightly.

The woman's complexion turned pale, she grabbed the policeman's hand, but in the end she just shook her head, thanked Shen Jing, and left here.

Before leaving, the policeman glanced back at Shen Jing before leaving.

After spending an entire afternoon, Shen Jing finally made a set of clothes. He put the clothes neatly in the box, and then wrapped them in transparent packaging, then looked at the wall clock on the wall.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there are still a few hours left, and the little ghost will come back. At that time, he can give this set of clothes to him, but how should he give it so that he won't find out that he is dead?

Shen Jing couldn't think of a reason, and when the kid came back at night, he didn't think of it, and the kid who came back was even more embarrassed, the skin on his body had begun to fall off in large pieces, and the clothes on his body seemed to be covered by something. It's like being scratched and broken.

"I'm going to take a shower." The little ghost's face was expressionless, as long as there was a slight movement of his face, the skin would crack, revealing the bloodless facial muscles.

Shen Jingjing nodded, this time he didn't close the store door, but went back upstairs, got the kid's clothes, and went directly into the guest room.

Shen Jing didn't fall asleep, he wanted to see when the kid went out, but at this moment, a voice came from downstairs, and Shen Jing could tell whose voice it was, it was daytime The voice of the woman who came with the police was the voice of the kid's mother.

Shen Jing was stunned for a moment, and immediately went downstairs, and sure enough, she saw the little ghost's mother standing in the store. After she watched Shen Jing come down, she looked at Shen Jing imploringly.

"Mr. Shen, I know it's bad to say this, but I still need your help. You said that the child you called the police has been taken away by his parents. Could you please tell me where his family lives?"

Shen Jing was stunned, how could he know where the little ghost lived, even if he temporarily made up a place name now, it was obviously not feasible.

"I'm sorry, I..." Shen Jing wanted to refuse, but before he finished speaking, a voice came from behind. Shen Jing turned his head to look over, and a child's head rolled down the stairs with a gurgling sound. A cry of pain fell at Shen Jing's feet.

"Ah!" Shen Jing yelled in shock, took several steps back, put his back on the container suddenly, and finally stopped. He looked over carefully, wasn't that head the same as that of the little devil?

"Mr. Shen, what's the matter with you?" The little ghost's mother looked at Shen Jing's sudden shock in confusion, and couldn't figure out what this little boss of Nanqing was thinking for a while.

"No, it's okay," Shen Jing broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at his wife, and then at the real head. Obviously, his wife couldn't see this head, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm and accept it. There is a head under my feet.

"Then can you please tell me..."

"Madam, you go away first!" Shen Jing directly interrupted the woman's words, then walked around the head quietly, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation to the lady.

"I know what you want to know, but I really have something to do now, why don't you leave a contact information! I will contact you, okay?"

As Shen Jing spoke, he pushed his wife out of the store, and the head on the ground, with its eyes closed, seemed to be fake without any response.

The woman hastily handed a business card to Shen Jing's hand, and the sound of Shen Jing closing the door responded to her.

Shen Jing leaned against the door, he looked at the head on the ground with cold sweat, and dared not move.

That head was of course the kid's head, and it could be seen from the broken part of the neck that it was broken along the strangle mark, which made Shen Jing shudder.

The sound of leaking reeds came from upstairs, some stumbled and kicked the two small potted plants in the corridor.

Shen Jing didn't dare to move at all, but if he didn't move now, the headless brat upstairs would probably come down directly.

Shen Jing strengthened his courage, twisted his thighs, so that his legs that were filled with lead could regain some feeling, and then tentatively walked to the front of the disclosure, reached out and touched it with his fingertips, and his hands felt slippery. , and a pungent stench.

The sound upstairs stopped when he knocked the head down, but Shen Jing didn't breathe a sigh of relief. He tentatively stretched out his hands to hold the head up, but found that it was surprisingly light, like holding a balloon.

Shen Jing held his head in his hands, and then walked towards the stairs step by step. When he stepped on the steps, he was careful not to make any noise. The stairs going upstairs had a corner, so Shen Jing had to turn around. Okay, but when he saw the person standing at the top of the stairs, he was so scared that he almost screamed again.

The little ghost was standing at the stairs, very quiet. He was still wearing the big dirty shirt. The torn shirt could no longer cover the little ghost's body. Shen Jing's body was shocking just by looking at it.

And above the little devil's neck, there was nothing left, and the neat strangle marks seemed to have severed his head.

The little ghost stood still, Shen Jing walked up cautiously, and then placed the head in his hands on the little ghost's neck, and then saw the little ghost suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah!" Shen Jing made a wrong step, and fell down the stairs. Fortunately, there were only a few stairs, and Shen Jing fell on the corner of the stairs as he stepped backwards, hitting his head on the ground with a "boom". on the wall.

"Brother!" The little ghost exclaimed, as if he had just reacted, looking at Shen Jing who fell down in a daze, and was about to go down the stairs to see how Shen Jing was doing, but it didn't matter if he moved. However, his head loosened again, and he rolled down the stairs with a grunt, and fell beside Shen Jing's legs, while he himself remained motionless again.

Shen Jing's head buzzed from the fall, but when he saw the head next to his legs, he regained consciousness all of a sudden. He looked up at the kid's body on the stairs, and had no choice but to hold the kid's head again .

After Shen Jing went up the stairs, he didn't connect the little ghost's head immediately, but turned the little ghost's body in one direction before putting the head on.

"Brother, was anyone here just now?" The kid immediately started talking as soon as his head was connected, as if he was completely unaware of what happened just now.

"No, just now another customer came to make an order, so I went to check it out." Shen Jing shook his head, and didn't mention that the kid just missed his mother.

After hearing this, the little ghost nodded very naturally, and then... his head fell off again.

Shen Jing was speechless for a moment, but the fear was much less. He reached out and picked up the kid's head again, and put it on his neck. This time, the kid didn't regain consciousness immediately, but waited for a few minutes. He just woke up, and, as if he didn't notice what happened after his head fell off, he still agreed with Shen Jing's words.

"Go and rest!" Shen Jing patted the kid's back, and felt the stickiness in his hand, but he could only bear it back, as if he didn't touch anything.

The little ghost wanted to nod, but was stopped by Shen Jing. After the little ghost entered the master bedroom, Shen Jing reached out to help him close the door, but the little ghost turned around and reached out to close the door, but because he turned too hard, his head It fell to the ground again.

Shen Jing couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he could only help him bump into him again, but this time, the kid didn't wake up in a few minutes, but stood at the door of the master bedroom for half an hour.

Shen Jing looked at the kid in doubt, his head had already hit him, why he still didn't understand?Shen Jing took out his mobile phone and counted the time. It seemed that every time the kid's head fell off, he would need to wake up longer. He didn't pay attention to it twice at first, but this time it took too long.

When the little ghost became conscious, Shen Jing was still waiting at the door. The little ghost looked at Shen Jing who was still standing at the door suspiciously. His consciousness seemed to be still when the door was closed, and asked, "Brother, don't you want to rest?"

"You go to rest first! My brother has something to do," Shen Jing shook his head, he didn't intend to enter the master bedroom, because the smell of the master bedroom is really unbearable, after finishing speaking, Shen Jing was ready to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, there was a grunt behind him, and the kid's head fell to the ground again for some unknown reason.

Shen Jing: ...

This does not seem to be a solution!It is impossible for him to follow the little ghost to help him pick up the head!Shen Jing hesitated for a while, he looked at the skin on the kid's body that had started to crack, and after several falls, the fleshy head had already fallen off, Shen Jing didn't have any fear at all at this moment.

He leaned over and picked up the kid's body, then turned around and carried him into the bathroom. After putting him in the bathtub without water, he picked up his head and put it on the sink. This scene is indescribably weird However, Shen Jing could only resist this strange feeling, and then turned around to look for needlework.

That's right, it's just needlework. He wants to sew the kid's head and body together. The skin on the kid's body has been split, but even so, the kid didn't make a sound. It can be seen that he doesn't feel the slightest pain, and he doesn't even feel conscious. to the condition of your body.

If the head keeps falling, the kid may soon realize the change in himself!Anyway, the kid doesn't feel pain now, and the time needed to wake up is not too short, so he will sew his body and head together.

Shen Jing took a large needle and nylon thread that would only be used to make some funeral supplies, and after bumping the little ghost's head and fish body together, the little ghost did not wake up immediately, Shen Jing threaded the needle, bent the pillow with pliers, and started Stitch by stitch to sew up the little devil's body.