But at this moment, in this extremely cold morgue.

There is no one else except him, Kong Yunlong.

How could someone pat his shoulder?

"It must be my illusion."

He shook his head slowly, Kong Yunlong didn't think much about it, and still recorded it carefully in the registration book.

He also thought that after registering, he would put the body in the refrigerator, and then he could leave the morgue quickly.

It's not because of fear.

After all, Kong Yunlong has worked in the Rongcheng Funeral Home for many years.

Even if there were not a thousand, at least eight hundred of the bodies he had transported.

I have long since grown from being frightened at the beginning to being commonplace now.

Today, Xiao Zhang was shocked by the sudden movement of a female corpse's fingers and panic.

It was him, Kong Yunlong, who patiently explained Xiao Zhang reasonably from a scientific perspective, completely dispelling Xiao Zhang's fear...

"Haha, it's all about yourself who scares yourself. There's no weirdness in this world."

"Xiao Zhang is still too young after all. When he works in the funeral home for a few years, he will no longer be afraid when he encounters such a thing..."

Thinking of Xiao Zhang's fear of being so scared that his face turned pale and his trembling whole body was terrified, Kong Yunlong couldn't help but chuckled.

Now, the reason why he wanted to leave here quickly was because there were low temperature requirements in the morgue.

The temperature is too low, and you will easily get sick after staying for a long time.

But,

Kong Yunlong just wrote two words on the registration book.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he felt again that someone gently patted his shoulder.

"Xiao Li, is it you?"

"Stop making trouble. I didn't see that I was busy. Hurry up and help me lift the body and put him in this refrigerator."

Kong Yunlong's brows frowned tightly.

He said a little angry.

Xiao Li is the partner who went to the bathroom first after suffering from a stomachache.

Usually he and Xiao Li are responsible for carrying the bodies.

He thought it was Xiao Li who went to the bathroom to solve the problem.

Then, I came to the morgue to help.

"Bang!"

While Kong Yunlong was talking, he patted his shoulder with one palm.

And this time, after finishing the slap, the hand did not quickly move the palm away like the previous two times.

Instead, it was pressed on Kong Yunlong's shoulder.

"Hmm? Xiao Li, why are your hands so cold?"

The coldness coming from the palm made Kong Yunlong unable to help but fight a cold war.

He felt the hand pressed on his shoulder,

It turned out to be like a piece of ice.

Kong Yunlong's eyes caught a glimpse of the palm that was slapped on his shoulder inadvertently.

Suddenly, his originally scattered and disorderly gaze.

Slightly condensed.

Because Kong Yunlong suddenly discovered that there were many fine black needles and threads sewing on the palm pressed on his shoulder.

This is obviously not Xiao Li's hand.

In other words, this person who was behind him and patted his shoulders many times.

It's not the little Li he always thought!

So, who is this person?

Whose hand is sewn with so many needles and threads?

"That's it?!"

The next moment, a thought flashed through Kong Yunlong's mind.

As this thought emerged, an incredible look was covered with Kong Yunlong's face in an instant.

"Gurl!"

As the Adam's apple rolled, Kong Yunlong swallowed with some difficulty.

His dark pupils suddenly tightened at this moment.

even,

Kong Yunlong felt a cold chill, and it rushed straight from the tailbone.

The frizz all over his body made him stand upside down in an instant.

Accompanied by this chill, a surge of fear swept Kong Yunlong up.

Totally submerged.

Because, if Kong Yunlong remembered correctly.

There were many fine black silk threads sewn on the right hand of the corpse he was carrying now.

It's like the palm pressing on your shoulders at this moment.

These black silk threads were carefully stitched by the young man Xiao Zhang.

Not long ago, I felt that his craftsmanship was very good.

"In other words, the person who patted me on the shoulder repeatedly was the dead?"

"How is this possible?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"This is unscientific!"

"Science cannot explain..."

Although, Kong Yunlong subconsciously kept denying this possibility in his mind.

However, his face turned pale at this moment.

Even his lips were gone.

Kong Yunlong's reaction has already shown that he still believes in this possibility.

Because, except for the corpse that was sewn by Xiao Zhang.

I'm afraid no normal person would have so many black silk threads sewn on his palms.

Only corpses, or those with very serious damage, use so much black silk thread to sew the damaged parts of the corpse.

However, before Kong Yunlong turned his head to confirm.

The palm pressed on his shoulder moved up a little.

Then, this palm grabbed Kong Yunlong's neck with one hand.

"Click!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of bones, a sudden sound occurred in this quiet morgue.

Kong Yunlong's head fell down directly.

because,

His neck has been cut off directly!

......

On the bus stop.

Xiao Zhang, who was going to the Rongcheng Funeral Home and working as a part-time corpse painter, was thinking in his mind while waiting for the arrival of the bus.

"In the past, when I worked part-time in a funeral home, I was always afraid of something strange to happen when I put on makeup or sewing corpses of dead people."

"But now, I wish every corpse would be deceiving."

"I will gain ten experience points after killing a Lamborghini woman.
To be continued...