MTL - Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert-Chapter 181 small hall

Chapter 181 Small Hall

Xiao Jiasheng curled his lips. He knew that if he didn't agree, his cousin would call his mother right away. His mother wouldn't let him come to the funeral home, because the funeral home was very dark and easy to hit the soul. He wanted to accompany Feng Nian over here, so he went directly to the funeral home regardless of his mother's order not to go to the funeral home. If his mother finds out, it will inevitably be another long-winded meal.

"Okay, got it, I'll just go." After he stepped out of the office, he took a special look at Feng Nian, thinking that Feng Nian would keep him. Unexpectedly, Feng Nian had no intention of keeping him at all, and he really left in a fit of anger.

Seeing Xiao Jiasheng leave, Feng Nian asked, "Then the corpse hasn't been disposed of yet, right? Where is it?"

"It hasn't been dealt with. The corpse is still in one of the small halls in the funeral parlor that is not used very much." Lu Xingde replied immediately when he heard Feng Nian asking about the whereabouts of the corpse.

Led by Lu Xingde, Feng Nian went to the small hall where the corpses were temporarily placed.

The large, medium and small halls in the funeral home are actually different in the area where the corpse is parked and the funeral service standard. There is a private room with a bed in the hall, which can be used by the family members of the deceased to rest during the vigil, and Buddhist scriptures are read every day; the private room in the middle hall has no beds, but there are booths for the family members of the deceased to rest; there is no private room in the small hall , only for use by the dead.

After arriving at the small hall where the corpses were kept, Feng Nian found that this small hall was located at the farthest corner of the funeral parlor, even when the sun was at its peak, it couldn't get sunlight. Such a place is very cloudy, so family members generally do not choose such a hall to use, because it is less popular and more likely to gather resentment. Even if the corpse is fine, if it is parked in such a place for a long time, it will cause problems.

"Don't park corpses in this small hall from now on, it's very sinister." Feng Nian casually mentioned something, anyway, she said it, it's Lu Xingde's business whether she listens or not.

Lu Xingde should also know about the problem of this small hall, so he answered the words embarrassingly, "I am sorry to trouble you, originally this small hall is useless, but the funeral parlor has a lot of funeral affairs these days, so I can't move it out. Coming to another hall, I thought it would be fine if I put it aside for a while, but I didn't expect—"

Feng Nian nodded and asked Lu Xingde to open the small hall.

After Lu Xingde took the key and opened the sliding door outside the small hall, a burst of Yin Qi came out from the hall. In addition to being cold, these yin qi penetrate directly into the bones of people, making people feel cold from the bottom of their bones. At first, I guessed that it was the corpse, but now there is no need to ask, it must be the corpse!

"Master Feng, this, this—" Lu Xingde embraced him with both arms. He was clearly wearing a thick down jacket, but he still felt cold, and his upper and lower teeth were so cold that they were chattering.

Feng Nian took a look at the small hall, it was really small, apart from an electronic ice coffin, there was only one passage for two people to pass through, so no matter how low the price was, most family members would not Will choose such a small hall.

"You wait outside, don't come in."

Lu Xingde answered "Yes", and trotted a few steps outside, it was really too cold.

Feng Nian stepped into the small hall without hesitation.

She slowly walked into the electronic ice coffin where the corpse was stored. This electronic ice coffin originally had the function of automatically adjusting the temperature, but now the automatic temperature adjustment function of this electronic ice coffin seems to be broken. There is a thin layer of frost on the periphery. The flowers placed in the ice coffin were also frozen stiff.

Through the lid of the electronic ice coffin, she saw the corpse inside.

This is a young woman, about twenty-seven or eight years old, her skin is well maintained, her body has already been put on the shroud provided by the funeral home, and her body is covered with a quilt.

It was obvious that the undertaker had put on makeup for her, but unfortunately, there was a big hole in her throat, and the blood had already solidified, forming a black blood mass in the hole. It is not difficult to imagine that when the sharp weapon is pulled out, blood must be sprayed everywhere.

This made Feng Nian feel a little strange, even if the undertaker hadn't repaired the corpse, he should have covered it with powder, why the throat was not treated at all. In the blink of an eye, blood began to flow from her throat again, and more and more... The corpse in the electronic ice coffin opened its eyes...

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Lu Xingde was walking about twenty steps away from the small hall, it was really too cold, why did he feel that after a while, more and more air-conditioning came out of the small hall.

"Cousin, why are you here alone, where is Feng Nian?" Xiao Jiasheng had already left the funeral home, but he was still worried after thinking about it, so he returned. After asking all the way, he found out that Lu Xingde had brought Feng Nian here small hall.

"She's in the hall," Lu Xingde pouted in the direction of the small hall, and was about to ask Xiao Jiasheng why he suddenly went back, but when he turned around, he found that Xiao Jiasheng had stepped into the small hall without hesitation...

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The corpse in the ice coffin opened its eyes. Feng Nian smiled, "Obviously they're already dead, why don't they reincarnate properly so that they can start over in the next life?"

The corpse's hand suddenly lifted the covered quilt, pierced through the lid of the electronic ice coffin, and stretched continuously. Black nails had already grown on the withered fingers. Those hands pinched Feng Nian's neck straight like this.

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Shi Feng, the corpse bearer, brought the corpse back to the funeral parlor from the morgue in the investigation bureau. When he brought it back, the corpse was packed in a body bag.

When I brought it back to the funeral home, it was already past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the undertaker who happened to be in the funeral home was Zhong Dada.

Zhong Dada is already fifty-nine years old, and he will reach retirement age after one more year of work. As soon as he saw Shi Feng dragging a body bag in, he couldn't help saying, "Shi Feng, what's the matter with you? Why are you drinking?" He could smell the strong smell of alcohol coming from Shi Feng's body. Possibly from a dead body.

"Uncle Zhong, it's almost twelve o'clock, no one knows." Shi Feng took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhong Keda, he knew that Zhong Keda liked to take a puff.

Zhong Dada took the cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it, "Does anyone know about this?"

There are rules in the funeral parlor~www.novelbuddy.com~ No smoking or alcohol is allowed when tidying up the deceased.

"Oh, it's okay, just one sip," Shi Feng lit a cigarette, and lit his own for Zhong Keda.

As soon as Zhong Keda saw the cigarettes, he became addicted to cigarettes. He didn't care about the rules anymore, and he and Shi Feng stood at the door of the small hall and smoked. After smoking one cigarette, they felt that it was not enough, so the two smoked more than half a pack of cigarettes before they stopped.

After the addiction was over, Zhong Dada slapped himself on the head and shouted, "Oops!"

It turned out that he and Shi Feng were only focused on smoking, and threw the body bag directly on the cold ground, completely forgetting about the corpse.

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