I don’t know if it is fortunate or unfortunate. During my internship, I was assigned to a suburban hospital in City C, but my work location was a morgue. The job content was to put the delivered corpses in a morgue and freeze them. Although this kind of work is easy, it always feels uncomfortable when I do it. I am afraid that some strange thing will happen to me one day.
Fortunately, there is an old employee who takes good care of me. He saw that I was pale every time I worked, so he took my job. I only need to push the body into the morgue. But there is one thing that makes me wonder-this old employee is at least 60 years old, and he is thin and small, but even if two or three corpses came at a time, he moved them in by himself, and he never heard of them. He shouted hard and didn’t ask me to help. I don’t want to know the reason. I just want to finish my internship comfortably.
However, I am not an ungrateful person. The old man treats me well, and I keep it in mind. I noticed that he particularly likes to drink, especially sorghum wine with some strange game! Sorghum wine is very expensive. I can’t afford it, but I’m good at cooking and catching game. Dead people are not there every day, the days are idle, and there is a large mountain forest near the hospital, so I will catch some birds, mice, insects and snakes to honor his old man if I have anything to do!
Once I found a mouse den and the big mouse ran away. There were more than a dozen hairless pups whose eyes were still open. I hurriedly informed the old man, he ran over happily as soon as he heard it, with a bottle of premium sorghum in his hand! Without a word, he pinched a mouse’s tail and stuffed it in his mouth when he held it high. After putting it in his mouth, he took a sip of sorghum wine. I saw his throat gurgling up and down, and he could hear a scream when he swallowed the rat. Seeing the intoxicated look on his face, I hurriedly asked him what it was like a mouse swallowed his stomach. He told me it was delicious, and the taste was similar to tuna, but the mouse was not completely dead when swallowing its belly, and it would scratch a few times in its belly. Itching is really comfortable…
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After half a year, the old man and I became good friends who talked everything. Time soon arrived in winter…
The weather was a bit cold this day. The old man brought meat and wine, and I also prepared some vegetables. The two of them drank and ate hot pot in the dormitory…
“Bullshit, bullshit!” The old man yelled in anger.
I followed the old man’s gaze and saw that there was a movie of Taoist and zombies on TV. The Taoist priest raised the peach wood sword and swung wildly, and the zombies with the talisman began to attack the bad guys. I wonder, what is all the fuss about? Isn’t it the old part of the movie?
But the old man put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and said to me solemnly: “I told you, all on TV are fake! Where does anyone post a few pieces of Fu Mujian? , Zombies listen to himof? Bullshit! “
“Yes! “I nodded, seeing the old man’s chat box open, I don’t know how long he will be nagging again.
The old man continued: “This method of driving zombies, I have seen it! We have a Xiangxi native over there, he and I usually talk and laugh, but he is particularly interested in carrying the dead… Later, before he died, he taught me how to drive zombies…”
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“Teach you? “I said suspiciously. Looking at the serious expression on the old man’s face, I dare not say anything. In this age of advanced science, the theory of gods and ghosts has long been proved to be a vain and nonsense. How could there be manipulation of dead bodies? Spell?
“You don’t believe it? “
“Hmm! “
The old man smiled: “I knew you would say that! Very good, come with me. “
The old man walked outside the bedroom door after he said it, and I immediately followed it. It didn’t take long before we came to the morgue. It was chilly here, like a gust of wind lingering indoors, the temperature It was lower than outside. I tightened my coat.
The old man ignored me and opened a morgue with a pale dead body inside. Although I know it is now The age of science, but the wilderness legends I’ve seen before emerge in my mind involuntarily. What if there are zombies? I shuddered, and my heart started to grow hairy.
The old man turned to the dead body. He touched his limbs a few times and asked vaguely. I saw something running out of his hand. The old man walked slowly to my side, only to see him with a smile on his face and yelled softly: “Get up— —”
“Ah——”
I yelled and I was about to rush out the door! But the old man had already expected it, and pulled it tight It’s me.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s just a dead person, nothing terrible! “
“It’s just a dead person?” “I yelled in my heart, but I didn’t dare to say it. There is nothing scary about dead people. I have seen many people after I came to this hospital. But a dead person who suddenly sits up and seems to laugh at me, is it scary? br>
“Don’t be afraid, it listens to me. “After the old man finished speaking, he gave several more instructions, “Next…turn…jump…”
Sure enough, the dead body did exactly what the old man ordered. But my heart is full of fear, and I can’t calm down and appreciate the zombie’s “performance”.