When Lin Zhao and I were sitting across from each other, Xiao Zhao couldn't stand the silence in the room and fell asleep first.

When the hands of the clock on the wall gradually pointed to eleven o'clock, Lin Zhao said through the voice: "Look at Xiao Zhao's sleeping posture, isn't it a little strange?"

Xiao Zhao was lying on his back on the bed, with his hands together at his sides and his legs stretched straight.

This is clearly the posture of a dead person!

Before I could take my eyes away from him, I heard the sound of a car coming from outside.

The car was clearly coming towards the door of the duty room, but my view was blocked by the door.

Just as Lin Zhao was about to stand up, I lowered one palm to my side, moved my fingertips, and raised my hand to shoot out two saber qi.

The sword energy, which was not up and down, broke the door hinge on the spot, and the door of the duty room was flattened to the ground with my push.

At this time, I could clearly see a black hearse driving towards the door in reverse.

The driver of the car didn't seem to know that the door to the duty room had been knocked down to the ground by someone's palm, and he was still driving.

The sound of wheels pressing against the door panel made a crackling noise in the night, but the hearse showed no intention of stopping and kept reversing.

Just a few seconds later, I heard the sound of the food box drawer being pulled from the left side of the door.

After a while, a tray holding a bowl of white rice and lit with three sticks of yellow incense quietly slid toward the door and pushed it until it was about three feet from the door before the other party finally stopped.

The yellow incense standing on the tray burned rapidly, and the ash from the incense fell into the rice piece by piece. After a while, the white rice was filled with a layer of ash powder.

Soul-stirring fragrance!

Legend has it that sometimes ghosts are in love with their homes and will stay at home. If there are too many people watching the ghosts, and the ghosts cannot come in to get people, they will make the yellow incense in the house burn faster, urging the ghosts to come out quickly.

White rice is served as an offering, and the yellow fragrance soothes the soul.

There was a dead person in the house, so I made it clear.

When the yellow incense in the bowl was halfway burned, the hearse had already pushed against the door.

The door of the duty room was just as wide as the hearse, and the rear door of the car was raised accordingly.

The morgue bed tied with five red ropes then slid from the car to the ground and slowly slid into the house.

Although the morgue bed was wrapped with red rope, there was only a white cloth rolled at the end of the bed and a pillow wrapped in yellow cloth.

When Lin Zhao was about to get up again, I reached out and pushed her back: "Wait and see!"

The window of the duty room was on the side next to the window. Lin Zhao and I were sitting at the table, which did not delay the movement of the mortuary bed in the room at all.

The morgue bed also seemed to be unattended, sliding past me and crashing into the wooden bed where Xiao Zhao was lying.

After the two beds collided with a thud, the mortuary bed slid half a meter and crashed into the bed again.

Three-button door?

This is clearly the "three knocks" technique commonly used by corpse-carriers.

When the corpse bearer collects the corpse from outside, he always knocks three times on the carriage first, which means to remind the deceased: I am coming to pick you up.

Did they use this technique on living people?

Lin Zhao was anxious: "Aren't you going to save people?"

"He is already dead!" As I spoke, I raised my hand and waved towards the wooden box in the corner.

The box made of solid wood was cracked on the spot by my zhenqi, and moldy food also poured out of the box.

I said softly: "Didn't you notice that when Xiao Zhao was eating, he swallowed it directly into his stomach without even chewing? The dead can't eat the food of the living, and they have to spit it out after eating it. The box is where he spits out the food.

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"Xiao Zhao didn't know that he was dead. He thought he could eat enough because the cigarettes he smoked these past few days had the yellow aroma in them."

Ghosts don't eat, they only know they are full when they see incense.

The person who arranged for Xiao Zhao to stay did not want him to know that he was dead.

While I was talking, the mortuary bed hit the wooden bed for the third time. This time, the mortuary bed did not move back. However, the five red ropes tied to the handle of the bedside seemed to be stuck at this moment.

The man untied the rope buckle, and the five large coins tied to the head of the rope were dragged down to the ground.

Those five big coins must have been wrapped with red rope and hidden under the handle from the beginning. The rope was not untied. Only when I lay on the ground and looked up could I see where the big coins were.

Who is this money for?

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, Xiao Zhao sat up on the bed and slowly lay down on the morgue. He pulled the white cloth over his body and lay down again, turning into a newly deceased corpse.

At the same time, the closet door standing behind the duty room slowly opened without anyone touching it.

The secret door hidden behind the wardrobe also opened automatically under Lin Zhao's surprised gaze.

Looking over there from my position, all I could see was a yard covered with weeds connected to the wardrobe.

Lin Zhao looked at me in surprise and said, "What's going on?"

"Someone must have mistakenly admitted the person." I stood up and walked to the morgue: "Give me a hand and push the dead man into the yard."

As soon as I finished speaking, I quickly transmitted the message: "Control your breath, don't scare people away."
Chapter completed!