"No! Absolutely not!" Zhao Liang immediately retorted: "I can't let down Manager Wang. He has already donated the money. It's unreasonable for me to go back on my word!"
"What's more, if I regret it, he can go to court and sue our family!"
Mo Lin was silent for a moment, with some confusion on his face. Zhao Liang saw that Mo Lin had something to hide, so he said, "Brother Lin, I know your good intentions, but now I can't leave here even if I die!"
"Then have you thought about your parents and relatives?" Molin said, "I actually don't want to say these words, but it's impossible not to say them now."
Mo Lin continued: "Zhao Liang, if you die because of this incident, it will be worse for your family. To put it bluntly, your sister has acute leukemia, not to mention whether it can be cured. Even if she is cured, It’s impossible to live like a normal person.”
"Are we going to involve you, a healthy person, for the sake of someone who may not be able to be saved?"
After hearing Mo Lin's words, Zhao Liang bit his lip slightly, looking very troubled. He wanted to refute, but what Mo Lin said was indeed true.
At this time, Zhao Liang seemed to have thought of something, and he asked: "Brother Lin, why do you work here? You didn't seem to be afraid of those corpses just now."
Mo Lin smiled and said: "I was dragged here by Wang Qimin to control the factory, because I have been eating this bowl of rice my whole life."
Zhao Liang was a little curious, and Mo Lin continued: "I have yin and yang eyes, I can see a lot of things that you can't see, and I am also Mr. Yin and Yang..."
Mo Lin briefly introduced his experience, and Zhao Liang was entranced.
Mo Lin said: "Do you know why those dirty things came to you just now?"
Zhao Liang shook his head and said: "I have been working just now and did not provoke them. Who knew they would pester me."
"You didn't think anything wrong when you looked at the naked female body?"
"How is that possible? That's a dead body. I don't have this hobby!"
"Are you sure what you are thinking in your heart is the same as your mind?"
"I……"
Seeing that Zhao Liang was speechless, Mo Lin understood in his heart that in this world, many people have completely different thoughts and rationality.
Take Zhao Liang for example. He was indeed conquered by the beauty of the corpse, but his reason told him that it was a corpse and a dead person!
Therefore, Zhao Liang's crooked thoughts were just in his mind.
As the saying goes, if you don't want others to know, don't do it unless you do it yourself. Zhao Liang was obsessed with the female corpse, even if he was just thinking about it in his mind, just because others don't know about it doesn't mean that ghosts don't know about it!
Ghosts are essentially spiritual energy, and they can feel the inner changes of people's emotions better than anyone else.
In addition, ghosts are ominous things that bring 18 kinds of disasters to the body, including poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, misery, pain, illness, and death. If a living person disrespects them, revenge is inevitable!
Zhao Liang was not only obsessed with the female corpse, but when he was looking for empty freezers, he opened several freezers with corpses in them, and he was in a hurry. It was like someone knocking on your door for no reason, and you opened the door only to find that there was nothing outside. No one, it’s a prank. Can you feel good?
That's why Zhao Liang was bullied by so many "residents" in the morgue.
Mo Lin told Zhao Liang this, and Zhao Liang sighed for a while. He really didn't expect that there were so many rules here. Without Mo Lin's ability, if he made another mistake, his life might be in danger.
"There is another disadvantage of being a corpse guard." Mo Lin said: "You may not know that before you came here, this place was managed by a master named Liu Bingcheng."
"He is just an ordinary person. I heard he has been working here for twenty years."
With that said, Mo Lin took out a photo of him, let Zhao Liang take a look at it, and asked, "How old is Master Liu in the photo?"
Zhao Liang made a rough estimate and murmured: "Master Liu, with so many wrinkles on his face and gray hair, must be over sixty!"
"Hmph, sixty, he is only in his early forties!"
"ah!"
Zhao Liang exclaimed: "How is that possible? Are you trying to scare me?"
"I do not
To scare you, he is indeed only in his early forties. "Mo Lin said: "Ordinary people will be infected with corpse qi if they deal with corpses too much. The body's long-term erosion of corpse qi will easily accelerate people's aging. Of course, this will also quickly shorten people's lifespan. "
"After listening to this, do you still want to work here?" Molin asked.
Zhao Liang hesitated again and again, but still couldn't make a decision. Mo Lin also understood that even if he didn't want to do it now, Wang Qimin probably wouldn't let him go.
Seeing that Zhao Liang was struggling, Mo Lin sighed and took the initiative to break the silence: "I will stay here for five more days. After five days, I will go home for the New Year. You can take care of yourself."
After Molin said this, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and he turned back to the staff dormitory.
After Mo Lin left, Zhao Liang struggled outside for a while and then went back to rest.
The stars were shining brightly that night, and the streets and alleys of Yaozhou City were filled with thousands of lights. The high-rise buildings were suddenly covered with jewel-encrusted clothes, and the streets turned into shining galaxies. It was very beautiful. .
Although the city is brightly lit, there are still dark corners that cannot be illuminated.
No. 92, Yubei District, belongs to the old city. Every night, it becomes extremely dark. There are only a few stations on the street and street lamps with poor lighting maintain the lighting work.
In an old city, there is a room that has been sealed in dust for forty years. There is an eye-catching sign of Room 302 written on the door of this room.
For forty years, no one cared about this place, but there is a terrifying legend circulating in Room 302, which no one cares about.
Suddenly, without any warning, the door of Room 302 slowly opened. Looking inside, the dark hole was like the bloody mouth of a monster.
No one knows that today, a devil who has been sleeping for forty years wakes up...
"Ah sneeze!"
Mo Lin slowly opened her eyes and glanced at the time on the table. It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and it was already time to go to work.
Mo Lin hurriedly got up and put on her clothes, then simply washed up and went out.
The moment he went out, Zhao Liang also walked out from next door, rubbing his eyes.
Looking at Zhao Liang's appearance, I'm afraid he spent most of last night wondering whether he should continue doing this job.
When Zhao Liang saw Mo Lin, he took the initiative to say hello: "Brother Lin, good morning."
"Well, it's late, we all overslept." Maureen replied with a smile.
In this way, the two of them walked outside talking and laughing.
At this time, the sun has completely emerged. The morning sun is the gentlest and the air is the freshest.
The first thing Mo Lin and Zhao Liang did when they came outside was to greedily enjoy the early sunshine and fresh air.
To be honest, if she couldn't earn a thousand yuan a day, Maureen wouldn't choose to work here.
In that dark and humid underground, even on the first floor, you can feel a faint corpse smell. Mo Lin didn't want to breathe that smell for a long time, so when he had nothing to do, he moved a bench and sat outside to wait for the funeral car.
This job is free most of the time. After all, it's not like dozens of people die every day in Yaozhou City.
When there is no funeral car, Mo Lin either practices push-ups or draws talismans. Work is work, but the basic skills Li Ao taught him must not fall behind.
This morning, Maureen was doing push-ups as usual. As soon as she finished the first set, she saw a funeral car speeding towards her in the distance.
Mo Lin kicked his feet on the ground, jumped hard, and stood up. He called Zhao Liang: "Xiao Liang, you're alive!"
Soon, the funeral car stopped in front of Mo Lin and Zhao Liang. The driver Chen Ping got out of the car and said to Mo Lin: "The two corpses died because their eyes were gouged out by sharp objects. The corpses will not be cremated for the time being. "
Mo Lin immediately greeted: "Okay, I understand!"
As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Liang and said: "Put this body on the fourth floor underground. Remember not to be disrespectful to the body, and don't look at the No. 4 freezer."
Zhao Liang nodded while pecking at the rice, and immediately walked down carrying the body.
Maureen took the corpse record sheet and carefully registered the information of the two deceased people.
"Hey, there have been so many weird things lately."
Chen Ping said to himself: "What a pity for these two girls."
Mo Lin said while writing: "What's wrong, Brother Chen? People die every day all over the world. Isn't it a pity if a young person dies?"
Chen Ping lit a cigarette and said casually: "You don't know, these two deceased people were both young people in their early twenties. They were brutally killed by an extremely cruel gangster. How did they die? Just look at the bodies." knew."
Mo Lin said without changing his expression: "Why is the death scene so terrifying? Has the gangster been arrested?" qδ
Chen Ping blew out a smoke ring and said: "No, I heard that the police are trying their best to find him, but there are no clues at all. This matter has been on the news. If you don't believe me, go online and read today's headlines."
With that said, Chen Ping glanced at his watch and said, "Oh, I should go, otherwise the boss will scold me later!"
Mo Lin nodded, and after Chen Ping left, he suddenly realized that Zhao Liang had been carrying a dead body to the fourth floor for twenty minutes, and he hadn't come up to move another body yet!
He secretly thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed to the fourth underground floor, praying in his heart: "Don't let anything happen to this kid!"
He turned a corner and arrived at the gate on the fourth floor. He saw Zhao Liang facing the gate, trembling all over and holding a key in his hand.
Mo Lin let out a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that yesterday's experience had been deeply imprinted in Zhao Liang's mind and could not be removed.
He had probably been standing at the door for the past twenty minutes, afraid to go in.
Mo Lin stepped forward and patted Zhao Liang.
"Ah! Who!"
Zhao Liang was startled and turned around to see Mo Lin. Zhao Liang's body gradually stopped trembling when he saw him.
With an apology on his face, Zhao Liang said to Mo Lin: "I'm sorry, I...I don't dare to go in."
