Chapter 202: The Horror in the Funeral Home, the Evil Ghost Burns the Incinerator at Night
At this time, the evil ghost outside could no longer wait. He banged on the door hard, wanting to rush in at any time.
"Pa pa pa!" The harsh sound echoed around.
"Open the door, open it quickly!" His voice became more and more anxious.
Wang Julai was very nervous because he had seen what it was like when his colleagues were possessed.
His arm was chopped off by his own hands. He never thought that Sun Zheng was also possessed now.
The staff of the funeral home are all strictly screened, and those with insufficient yang energy are not allowed to work here.
Sun Zheng was new here. Because he did not follow the rules and regulations, he encountered an evil ghost while patrolling at night.
The evil ghost called his name, and Sun Zheng was possessed only after he answered.
At this moment, one could clearly see the evil ghost lying ferociously at the door, staring into the house with bloodshot eyes.
Half of his face was missing, and his bloody body made it impossible to see his true appearance.
His roar echoed: "Open the door, or I will kill you now!"
The fans in the live broadcast room were also scared. It was the first time they knew that the Night of the Return of the Soul was so terrifying.
What does this mean? This evil spirit possesses Wang Julai's colleague every night at 12:00.
[Waiting for the night of the return of souls thirty-five days from now, so that I can kill someone with my own hands to make up the number for the King of Hell?]
[I was so scared! No wonder Wang Ju said his colleague hadn't been acting normal lately. It turned out he was possessed by a ghost.]
I was working overtime at the company and immediately looked at my colleagues. Could they also be possessed?
[Help! Working at a funeral home is all about money, not life? I wouldn't do it even if it paid 100,000, not 20,000 yuan.]
"Crash, crash!" Suddenly the whole ground began to shake, and the locked window of the gatehouse began to tremble.
If this continues, his small lounge will definitely be shaken open.
The evil ghost was glaring outside, full of murderous intent, wanting to rush in and kill people.
"Master, help!" Wang Julai was so scared that he hid under the table.
Wang Julai is just an ordinary person who doesn't know any magic. The evil spirit's violence is so strong that ordinary people can't bear it at all.
"Master, please save me." He trembled and sent a carnival.
Meng Fuling began to pack her things: "You only have six hours. If he fails to kill someone and take his soul, he will be captured."
He put on his backpack, picked up the big rooster Xiaoman, took his cell phone and opened the door of the room.
Qin Muchen looked at her and said, "It's so late? Where are you going?"
"Funeral home!" Meng Fuling answered calmly, but Qin Muchen felt a chill on his back.
"You want to go to the funeral home?" He immediately objected: "It's not safe for you to go there so late!"
"It's okay!" Meng Fuling is Meng Po. She has seen more ghosts than humans in her daily life. How could she be afraid?
The evil ghost came prepared to kill Wang Julai and could not stay in the room for long.
"Then I'll go with you!" Qin Muchen was worried and immediately asked the driver to prepare the car.
The car soon stopped in front of the hotel, and Meng Fuling and Qin Muchen got in together.
Penglai Funeral Home is located in the eastern suburbs, far away from the city center. Sitting in the car, she kept watching the situation in the live broadcast room.
"It will probably take me an hour to get there, so make sure you protect yourself before then."
Before she could finish her words, she heard a loud bang from the other side.
Then the broken glass in the room scattered everywhere, the door was blown open by a gust of wind, and a man in a blue uniform walked in.
He was tall and exuded a dark murderous aura. He sneered at Wang Julai who was hiding under the table.
"Hehehe!" The evil ghost possessed Sun Zheng's body, and he showed a hideous smile.
"Go to hell. Only when you die can I be resurrected."
The screen shook for a moment, and then screams and scuffling were heard.
"Crash!" The screen was shattered, and then Meng Fuling's live broadcast screen turned black.
Wang Julai has been disconnected and it is unknown whether he is dead or alive.
The situation is not optimistic. Judging from the current situation, it is likely to be disastrous.
"Speed up!" Qin Muchen knew she was anxious, and immediately ordered the driver to speed up and rush to the funeral home.
Fans in the live broadcast room were also a little nervous and kept asking about the situation.
[The live broadcast was interrupted. Could something have really happened to Wang Julai? That evil spirit is truly ferocious.]
[Oh my god, the seventh rule at the funeral home is really scary. I also need to constantly check if the colleagues around me are human.]
[How can you be sure that everyone you have seen in your life is a living person and not a ghost? ]
[Hurry up, Master. I'm worried about Uncle Wang. How is he now?]
I feel so strange. For the first time, I feel like going to a funeral home isn't about sending someone to die, but about saving someone.
Everyone was worried, but Meng Fuling calculated: "The person is not dead yet."
An hour later, the car finally arrived at the remote Penglai crematorium.
The driver looked at the destination with an uneasy look on his face: "Third Master, this crematorium is so gloomy, you'd better not go there."
Meng Fuling got out of the car and looked at the crematorium with its doors closed with a slightly cold look in her eyes.
So I walked to the gate, but there seemed to be no one guarding the gate.
"Coo, coo, coo!" At this time, Xiaoman in Meng Fuling's arms called out a few times.
"I know, there are a lot of ghosts here!" She responded and raised her hand to make a gesture.
With a loud bang, the big iron door flew open.
The silent crematorium seemed to be deserted. Meng Fuling told Qin Muchen, "Don't go in."
"There are too many evildoers here and the yin energy is too strong. You are not safe now without the Buddhist beads to protect you."
"No!" Qin Muchen disagreed: "I heard that the ghost can possess and kill people. I'm worried about you going in alone."
He insisted on going in, and Meng Fuling had no choice but to say, "Okay, then stay by my side and don't walk around."
He took out a triangular paper talisman and handed it to him: "Take this, it will protect you."
"Okay!" Qin Muchen took the paper talisman and placed it close to his chest, and then the two of them walked in.
There was no one in the crematorium at this time. It was so quiet that only footsteps could be heard.
When I arrived at the night watchman's office, there were broken glass scattered everywhere.
There was no one in the night watch room, only a broken cell phone and scattered blood on the ground.
Having a bad premonition, Meng Fuling followed the blood on the ground.
"Wang Julai, where are you from?" She lowered her voice. The blood on the ground was clearly visible all the way to the depths of the corridor.
At this time, a sound came from the front, and they ran quickly towards the brightly lit gate.
As soon as I opened the door, a scorching breath hit me in the face. I looked up and saw three words on the door: Incinerator.
The huge furnace in front was open, and a raging fire was burning inside.
Wang Julai was tied to an iron frame, his eyes bloodshot as he tried to struggle to stand up.
"Ouch!" He howled in pain, but no matter what he did he couldn't move.
The tall man standing next to him was Sun Zheng, who was pushing an iron cart to push Wang Julai into the incinerator.
The temperature of the incinerator is as high as thousands of degrees. Once a person is put in, he will turn into a pile of ashes in an instant.
He laughed ferociously and horribly: "Wang Julai, you black-hearted and rotten-lung fellow, if you die, I can save you and make you alive."
Wang Julai has been burning corpses all his life, and now he is going to be burned too.
"Wang Julai, you deserve to die!" He roared like a madman.
How deep is the hatred that he has for me, that he would kill him even if he turned into a ghost?
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