Chapter 36 The resentful spirit appears

In the human resources department of the funeral home, Ma Gebi walked into the bathroom with a livid face, holding one hand on the wall and holding a flashlight in the other.

He didn't know whether it was because of the bad food he had during the outings in the previous two days or because he caught a cold. Starting from the second half of the night, his stomach had been hurting, as if he was being stabbed.

And this is already the sixth time for me to be honored like this.

After finally sitting on the toilet, Ma Gebi noticed that his stomach still hurt after an ouch. Although the pain was not that severe anymore, he decided to sit for a while longer. There were no newspapers, books or other recreational items in the bathroom.

After a moment of silence, he stopped staring at the dripping nozzle and started looking at the tiles under his feet. It was strange that ever since he walked into this bathroom, there was an indescribable feeling that had been bothering him. It felt like

It was a piece of chewing gum that couldn't be shaken off, sticky and sticky on the back of his head. At this moment, when he had almost finished resolving his internal anxiety, this feeling came up again.

Ma Gebi had felt like this before. It was an experience of walking alone at night. Although the time was not very long, the dark streets, the shadowy trees, and the sound of his own footsteps echoed in his ears, making him

It’s still hard to forget. It felt like... someone had been following him, looking at him coldly. If he stopped, that person would approach him and strangle him by the neck. This feeling accompanies him.

He felt relieved all the way until he entered the corridor of his home and the voice-activated light came on. However, in the middle of winter, it still made him break out in a cold sweat. To be honest, it felt really bad.

But now this feeling seemed to be back, more serious and unscrupulous. The cold eyes and even unusual breathing sounds lingered around him. This made him a little panicked. He looked back for toilet paper, but there was no trace of it.

Not found. He cursed, but what he received in response was a very light, chuckling chuckle.

Ma Gebi remembered that he usually wore headphones to listen to music. He was proud of his extremely sharp hearing, which could easily capture even the weakest harmonies in the headphones. The laughter that sounded at this time did not escape him.

Those ears - you can never hear wrong!

And that laughter was not like the usual directional laughter. It was like the sound coming from high-fidelity headphones, coming from all directions, making it impossible for him to tell where the laughter was coming from.

came.

An unprecedented cold feeling immediately started to spread from the top of his head to his body, making Ma Gebi feel that every hair on his body stood up. A strong tremor made him break out in a cold sweat. He looked at

There was no toilet paper, so I pulled out a disposable towel and hurriedly cleaned it up, then stood up and walked to the door.

But the door couldn't be opened.

The bathroom door opens inward, and only the inside of the door has a locking device. If you want to lock this door, you must use the key from the outside. Besides, this is a funeral parlor, and no one will prank themselves early in the morning.

It's locked in the bathroom. The lock must be broken.

Ma Gebi twisted the door handle back and forth as if he didn't believe it, making the door rattle. But the damn door just couldn't be opened. Maybe it was against him, but the lock was broken at this moment.

He wanted to kick the door open, but he probably couldn't open the door if it opened inward.

Suddenly, Ma Gebi felt a cool air at the base of his neck, which made him feel itchy, as if someone eating a popsicle was blowing air on him. The air flow was not large, but the cold temperature still made his head full of pain.

He was sweating profusely and his whole body became cold. There was no one else in the bathroom, so where did this airflow come from? There was indeed a ventilation fan in this small room, but it had been damaged long ago because it had not been used for a long time.

For a long time, Ma Gebi didn't feel the wind at all. In other words, the cool air blowing on his neck could not have been caused by other reasons besides people.

Ma Gebi didn't dare to look back for a moment. Big beads of sweat slowly rolled down from his forehead.

The surroundings were extremely quiet. Now Ma Gebi could only hear his own heavy breathing. He took a deep breath deliberately, held his breath, and tried his best to listen to the movement behind him. There was no sound. There was absolutely no way there would be anyone else here and him.

I don’t know yet. But the breath just now was too real, and it definitely couldn’t be his hallucination.

Ma Gebi gathered up his courage and turned around slowly. There was no one, he was the only one in the bathroom. Although the light was dim, the place was exactly the same as when he came in. But there was something wrong, except for the laughter and the air flow.

, he still felt uncomfortable all over. Ma Gebi felt that his heart was beating very hard, his eardrums were jumping, and he was also a little dizzy. These uncomfortable feelings suddenly popped into his head.

The word "ghost".

He didn't know how long he had been in this room, but it felt like he had been there for a long time. He felt as if he was isolated by this bathroom, like Robinson Crusoe on a desert island, left to fend for himself.

Ma Gebi leaned against the door and noticed that the tiles under his feet were not in a square shape, but were slowly changing from one of them. It seemed that the vertical tile joints became curved, making the tile look like it was changing.

It became round. The scope of change gradually expanded, making Ma Gobi feel that even the tiles on the wall began to deform under his feet. The entire bathroom seemed to have lost its vertical lines, and turned into a cave that was bending and collapsing. There seemed to be something in the cave.

A pair of blue eyes looked at him from a distance. These were not human eyes, with curved pupils like blades. Apart from the eyes, he could not see its face and could not hear its voice.

"Tick-tock", "tick-tock"...

A series of ethereal dripping sounds sounded.

As if he had received an order, he shivered and took out a cigarette and lighter from his trouser pocket. He did not take out the cigarette, but lit the lighter.

His eyes stopped on the lighter, as if it was the first time he saw the small flame of the lighter. Ah, the fire was warm and jumping, like a fluffy chicken. I really wanted to touch it.

Touch it.

Ma Gebi stretched out his fingers to touch the flame. Now, he no longer felt anything. He watched the flame slowly crawling over his body. He, wearing long clothes and long trousers, had now turned into a fire.

In the bright firelight, he heard his own sigh, as if his soul was leaving this body. He also heard a series of happy laughter, and this time he heard that it was the laughter of a woman...

In the morning, Yin Hui, who was sleeping on the bed, was dragged out by Tang Yan by his ears. It seemed that after two days of relaxation, he forgot that he had to go to work today. He washed up hastily, and his stomach was singing "Empty City Plan"

They found a small stall and ordered two cages of steamed dumplings. Yin Hui bought a bottle of Nutrition Express, while Tang Yan just drank a bowl of tofu curd.

"Boss, boss, what are you two doing here?" At this time, a sharp female voice came from behind. Yin Hui looked back and unexpectedly it was Shen Feifei who had just successfully interviewed.

I didn't expect this little girl to live nearby.

"Shen Feifei, have you eaten? Let's have something together." Thinking that they would be colleagues in the future, Yin Hui and Shen Feifei greeted them cordially.

But Tang Yan looked unhappy and muttered in a low voice: "A standard big pervert."

"You guys should stop eating. There's something going on at the funeral home."

As soon as they heard the word "funeral parlor", the stall owner and the customers were all stunned, looking at this pair of handsome boys and girls in disbelief.

Probably none of them would have thought that someone who clearly has the temperament and dress of a white-collar worker would do that kind of thing.

There was even a girl who was dressed too fashionably and secretly spit out the mouthful of porridge she had just eaten. After paying the bill, she seemed to be running away.

The other people looked at each other and found reasons to leave one after another.

It was obvious that they did not want to stay with Yin Hui and others. In their impression, contact with the dead would inevitably bring with them the smell of the dead and a surge of bad luck.

In this way, it will inevitably affect your wealth, luck, and love luck.
Chapter completed!