Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Shen Jing didn't sleep well, he always felt that his whole body was chilling, and there seemed to be eyes watching him in his dream, Shen Jing subconsciously thought of the kid, but he felt that it wasn't the kid.

Shen Jing just lingered in his sleep, sweating profusely from his sleep, his feet were cramped, and only then did he wake up from the pain.

Kicking his feet hard, Shen Jing stretched out his hand and took a look at the phone, but it was already past three o'clock in the morning. Thinking of the scene in his dream, Shen Jing took a breath, but smelled the faint smell in the air. fishy smell.

Has this smell already spread from the master bedroom?

Shen Jing got up and put on his slippers, then walked out of the guest room, and saw the master bedroom at a glance. He went up and pushed it, but found that the door of the master bedroom was locked. Without thinking about it, Shen Jing took the master bedroom The key opened the lock of the master bedroom.

"Squeak!" With a slight sound, the door of the master bedroom was opened, and a stench that could already be called pungent came, making Shen Jing frowned fiercely. He endured the feeling of wanting to vomit, and turned to I glanced inside, but didn't find the little ghost, but there was a dark humanoid mark on the bed.

Enduring the stench, Shen Jing stretched out his hand to turn on the light, but found that the human-shaped marks on the bed were very obvious. He took a closer look, and found that the marks on the bed were soaked in black juice, and there were some skin fragments on it. .

Shen Jing's stomach was overwhelmed, he turned around and got into the bathroom, lying on the sink, he vomited it out with a wow.

After vomiting, Shen Jing realized that there was no kid in the room, so where did his people go?

Shen Jing rinsed his mouth, then put on some clothes and came out. After turning on the light in the corridor, he saw that there were actually a series of small watermarks on the ground. If you look carefully, you can see that they are small footprints one by one.

Shen Jing followed the footprints downstairs, and found that the store door was still locked, but there was also a human-shaped water mark on the door, as if a little ghost had passed through the door.

Shen Jing hurriedly opened the store door, but there was another little ghost there!

Looking at the water marks on the door, Shen Jing felt that he couldn't take it anymore, no wonder he couldn't find any traces of the little ghost, the water left on the ground and the door would dry up within half an hour Of course, when he wakes up, he won't be able to see these water marks.

Shen Jing looked sideways at Grandpa Shen's urn, then went up and lit a stick of incense, and said, "Grandpa, you must protect Ah Jing!"

After the worship, Shen Jing felt a little better. He pulled a chair over and sat down directly. He took out the business card that the man gave her from under the clothes he was wearing, and then took out his mobile phone and broke the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Baili?" The voice on the other side of the phone didn't ring for a long time before it was connected, and Shen Jing asked quickly.

"Well, I am," the voice of the person over there was cold, and there was no trace of sleeping at 01:30.

"I want to ask you..."

"He won't harm people yet, and he won't start thinking about killing people until he realizes his current state." The other end of the phone directly interrupted Shen Jing's words, as if he knew what Shen Jing was going to say, and continued Said.

"He doesn't remember what happened when he died at all, so he didn't know that he died, so he came to live with you, but when the moment of his death comes, he will unconsciously bear the pain of death again. Condition."

"...What do you mean?" Shen Jing didn't understand.

"It means that when he disappears from you, he is actually just repeating what happened before he died, but, it's just that no one can see him."

The tone on the other end of the phone was not good, but there was no intention to hang up the phone.

Shen Jing was speechless for a while, he had really seen those scars on the little devil's body, if it was really like what the man said, wouldn't he have to bear what happened when he died every day, what a terrible thing matter.

"One thing to note is that when he starts to realize that he is dead, he may go into madness, and the resentment against the perpetrator will prompt him to do anything."

The other side of the phone said: "When he slowly watches himself rot, he will gradually understand that he is actually dead."

Shen Jing was speechless for a moment, realizing how terrifying his own death was, and what was even more terrifying was that before he died again, he would keep repeating what happened before he died.

"Is there any way to make him feel better?" Shen Jing asked.

"Yes," the other side of the phone answered crisply, and said, "You just need to hand him over to Huang Xinyan, and Huang Xinyan will send him to the underworld. He is still a child and has had no mistakes in his life. He will be reincarnated soon, and then start his new life."

This answer... is a bit like a magic stick!Shen Jing was speechless, but the other end of the phone was obviously not ready to hear what he had to say.

"Call this call after making a decision. I'm busy and don't have time to be a teacher. Also, it's best not to try to save the little ghost. If he knows that he is dead and has become a ghost, he will not let go of a job." As for harming a living person, for an ordinary brat, it is enough for him to lose his soul hundreds of times."

After finishing speaking, the other side of the phone hung up directly, Shen Jing looked at the phone and didn't know what to say.

What the hell kind of theory is this?Can't take revenge after being killed?Revenge will kill your soul?What the hell is this, a child so young was tortured to death, doesn't he have the right to revenge?Such a scum has the right to live in this world.

Shen Jing ruthlessly threw his phone on the cash register, his face flushed with anger. Although he was very afraid that the kid would harm him, how could he still turn a blind eye when he knew the injuries on the kid's body?He is not as cold-blooded as this man named Baili.

But what can he do?

This night, Shen Jing must have been unable to sleep, so he put on a mask and cleaned the master bedroom, then opened the windows, cleaned the bathroom, and put away the fallen skin. He was going to throw it away, but when Shen Jing was going to throw out the trash in the morning, he realized that there was nothing in the bag.

It's a ghost!So nothing can be left behind?

After Shen Jing ate breakfast, he went to the warehouse and took out a stack of papers, and then got busy on the counter. The adjusted watering was placed next to him. Fold it carefully.

He had learned crafts from his grandfather before, and although he had been neglected for a few years, he did not forget how to do it.

In one morning, he had already made a small suit with a red bow on it. The clothes were not big, and Shen Jing made them according to the kid's height.

In the afternoon, when Shen Jing finished his meal and was about to make pants and shoes again, someone came to the door. It was a policeman in police uniform and a young woman.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Shen Jing?" the policeman asked immediately, frowning as he looked at the environment in the funeral parlor.

Shen Jing raised his head from the paper, looked at the two people who came and nodded, and said, "That's right, I am Shen Jing."

When he saw this policeman, Shen Jing knew what was going on. He reported to the police two days ago because of the little ghost. Now that he came to the door, it must be because of the little ghost.

However, according to what Baili said and what he saw with his own eyes, the little ghost is already dead, so where can he find such a person, even if he tells it, no one will believe it!

"You said you met my son, didn't you?"

As soon as Shen Jing's words fell, before his thoughts came out, the woman had already moved to the front of the counter, looking at Shen Jing anxiously.

Shen Jing didn't speak, but turned to look at the policeman.

The policeman took out a small notebook and looked at it, then raised his head and said to Shen Jing: "As far as I know, I reported to the police a few days ago and said that I found a little boy. Although I don't know the name of the little boy, but A portrait has been left at the police station."

Shen Jingqing coughed, nodded and admitted, there is nothing to lie about, after all, it is a police station!

"This lady's son is seven or eight percent similar to the child described by Mr. Shen, so I brought this lady over to make sure."

As he said that, the policeman took out a photo. The photo was not a smiling kid. The background seemed to be an amusement park, with the Ferris wheel behind it. The child was holding an Ultraman mask, facing the camera. than scissorhands.

Seeing this photo, Shen Jing couldn't help feeling sour. If he hadn't witnessed the scars on the little devil's body, he would really feel that this child should have a perfect life, instead of dying tragically at the hands of others, covered in scars Become a lonely ghost.

In the end, Shen Jing still shook his head. He couldn't name the kid, let alone the kid's absence now. Even if the kid was really there, whether she could see it was still a question. Moreover, if he really said it was a ghost, it would not only make the kid Realizing that you are dead, you will be regarded as crazy.

"I'm sorry, although the child I mentioned is very similar to the child you mentioned, but it is not this child, and that child has been taken away by his parents."

Shen Jing's words were directed at the policeman. He didn't even dare to turn his peripheral vision to the woman. As soon as his words fell, the woman's legs went limp, and she seemed to be about to faint Fortunately, the policeman even reached out to support her.

"Mr. Shen, take a closer look, take a closer look! This child must be the one you saw, right! I beg you, please take a closer look, please take a closer look! "

The woman reached out and took the photo and stuffed it into Shen Jing's hand, her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse, as if she was about to collapse in the next moment.

Shen Jing looked at the photo in his hand, he didn't dare to take a look at it, Madam seemed to faint, but his legs were almost stiff, and the policeman, he was looking at Shen Jing with sharp eyes .