Requiem Chapter 13 Funeral Home
From the second hand, Yin Hui saw that Tang Yan's card playing skills were really poor. Except for one hand where her cards were really good and one hand where her cards were really bad, she lost the other eight out of ten hands.
"What's going on? I used to win at poker." Tang Yan refused to admit defeat.
"I guess everyone has always been giving in to you before!" Yin Hun said with a smile.
"No, come again."
"OK!"
After ten rounds, Tang Yan only won one.
"Forget it, I won't come. I'm getting more and more angry." Tang Yan put the cards down and leaned back on the sofa.
“Hahahahaha!” Yin Hun laughed, “How about I let you have two?”
"No way!" Tang Yan crossed her arms and sighed, looking a little depressed.
Seeing this, Yin Hui smiled and comforted her, "Miss, it's just a game of cards! Victory and defeat are common in the military!"
"Although what I said is true, I still feel unhappy." Tang Yan said, "Unless you tell me your story now, and see if I will be happy?"
"Ah? Telling stories! I'm not good at it!" Yin Hun was a little embarrassed.
"Tell me about it!" Tang Yan still insisted.
"But I only know two horror stories," said Yin Hui.
"Horror story? Is it scary?"
"I don't know. How about you listen to it?"
After hearing what Yin Hui said, Tang Yan seemed to become interested as well.
"Then tell me your story. If it doesn't sound good, it doesn't count."
"Then I'll give it a try!" Yin Hui cleared his throat. "There was a taxi driver who was driving home after work at around 11 o'clock at night. Because he lived in the suburbs, he had to pass a mountain road with few people and cars every day. One night, he was driving on this mountain road, and suddenly he saw someone waving at him not far ahead. When he got closer, he saw that it was a young lady wearing sunglasses. The woman in sunglasses told him that her home was not far ahead on this road, and hoped that he could give her a ride. The driver saw that she was alone, so he agreed."
Having said this, Yin Hun paused.
At this time, Tang Yan interrupted and asked: "Is this woman a female ghost?"
Yin Hui did not answer, and continued: "Actually, there are several versions of the story that have developed to this point. I wonder which version you would like to hear?"
"Really?" Tang Yan became more interested. "Then tell me about them one by one."
Yin Hui said: "Okay! Let's talk about the first one first: the driver opened the car door and the woman sat in the passenger seat. After driving for fifteen minutes, the woman pointed to a house on the left side of the road and said that she had arrived at her home, so the driver stopped the car to the right. The woman opened the car door, stepped out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The driver was startled and suddenly remembered that he had heard someone say that this road was not clean. Thinking of this, the driver just wanted to leave quickly. Just as he was about to start the car, a pale hand stretched out from the front of the car,"
Hearing this, Tang Yan let out a soft "ah".
"The driver turned pale with fear. Then he saw a face with disheveled hair and weeds sticking out from the front of the car."
Tang Yan unconsciously put her feet on the sofa and hugged her knees.
"The driver gasped and nearly fainted. Just then, the face in front of the car spoke."
Tang Yan opened her eyes wide.
"I only heard her say: 'Master, you parked the car too close to the side. There is a ditch here.'"
After hearing this, Tang Yan was stunned for three seconds, and then she burst into laughter.
Seeing Yin Hun smiling, Yin Hun asked, "How's the story?"
"The ending is hilarious. I thought it would be scary just from the beginning!"
Tang Yan stopped laughing.
"Aren't there other versions? Go on."
Seeing that she was very interested, Yin Hui continued, "It's still the same beginning. The second version is: the driver stopped the car and the woman sat in the back seat. Only then did the driver realize that the woman brought a large bag of chocolates with her. She started eating them non-stop as soon as she got in the car, one piece, one piece, and another, without stopping."
Tang Yan interrupted, "Let me guess, she must be a female ghost. I heard that ghosts like to eat sweet things."
Yin Hui did not comment, and continued: "What you said is somewhat related. At this time, the driver said to her: Eat less, chocolate can easily make people fat. The woman nodded, and said while eating: I know. But there is nothing I can do! I have loved eating chocolate since I was a child, but my parents and husband would not let me eat it when they were alive. But now I can finally eat it, and I must eat my fill."
"Yeah! I guessed it right! She is a female ghost."
"Wrong." Yin Hui said, "You haven't heard the second half of her sentence. She said: Master, don't be nervous. When I say before birth, I mean before the birth of the child, not before the birth."
"Hahahaha..." Tang Yan laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her back. "Interesting, interesting." "That's interesting. The fun is still to come."
Hearing this, Tang Yan became even more interested, "Anything else? Tell me quickly."
"It's better not to do that. The next thing won't sound good." Yin Hun regretted it again.
At this time, Tang Yan was not willing to agree and begged Yin Hui to tell her.
"You asked me to say this, so don't blame me when the time comes." Yin Hun couldn't persuade her, so he said this.
"Okay, I don't blame you." Tang Yan said firmly.
"Then let me explain it to you. The reason why the woman wore sunglasses was because her eyes were red. In fact, when the driver looked into the room through the peephole twice, the woman who had been dead for half a year was also looking out through the peephole on the other side of the door, which was only two centimeters wide. The two of them looked at each other through the peephole twice. The dark red color that the driver saw was actually the woman's eyes."
After hearing Yin Hui's explanation, Tang Yan was obviously frightened.
"Oh! It's so scary." She hugged her knees and curled up into a ball.
Seeing her like this, Yin Hui asked with a smile, "Isn't this a good story?"
"It's too scary." Tang Yan said the same thing.
Yin Hui wanted to scare Tang Yan again, so he said, "Think about it carefully, it was only two centimeters, and he and a female ghost looked into each other's eyes twice."
"Ah... stop talking, you still keep talking." Tang Yan said loudly.
"What's the big deal? It's just looking into the eyes of a female ghost through a cat's eye!"
"You keep talking, you keep talking," Tang Yan shouted and covered her ears, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yin Hui did not want to scare her too much, so he comforted Tang Yan: "Okay, Miss. I won't say anything more."
Tang Yan put down her hands and looked at Yin Hui angrily, "You are such a bad person. You keep doing such scary things."
"I originally said I wouldn't tell it, but you forced me to." Yin Hun said with a look of grievance.
"Then why are you still talking when I asked you to stop?"
Yin Hun laughed and suddenly stood up.
"What are you going to do?" Tang Yan asked.
Yin Hui said, "I'm going to the bathroom and I'll look through the peephole to see if there's a female ghost."
"You still have something to say?" Tang Yan stood up and was about to hit Yin Hun.
"Hahaha……"
That night, Tang Yan kept pestering Yin Hui until after eleven o'clock. She was so frightened by the story that she felt like there were ghosts everywhere. It was not until her eyelids began to twitch that she decided to go back to her room to sleep.
"It's all your fault for telling such a horrible story."
"Okay, okay, okay, I was wrong, okay? Go to bed! You have to go to work tomorrow."
"Um!"
"Actually, I know a good story. I'll tell you next time."
"you……"
It’s not over yet.
Until the next morning, Tang Yan said to Yin Hui: "You are such a bad person. I was so scared that I kept the light on all night last night. I finally fell asleep and had a nightmare. I will never listen to your stories again."
Yin Hui thought: This seems to be a really good story. No matter what kind of girl she is, she will not be able to sleep after hearing it.
Like many office workers, the two squeezed into the bus in the Urban-Rural Development Zone and started a new day. The crematorium is still the same crematorium, the funeral home is still the same funeral home, and the grass and trees have not changed much. The only thing that has changed is the changing crowds every day, the funeral cars, and the black and white photos on the graves. Sometimes, Yin Hui thinks, this person! Life is so fucking boring. After running around all his life, he got nothing except that little urn.
The two of them worked on the third floor. When they passed the Human Resources Department, the door was ajar and there seemed to be a quarrel coming from inside. Yin Hui and Tang Yan felt a little strange and stopped subconsciously.
"Ma Gobi, you ungrateful guy, don't forget who brought you into this industry. Now that you're the director, have you forgotten your roots?" A sharp voice came from inside, and the voice seemed familiar.
"Hey! Master! This is not something I can decide. It's all up to the leaders above. Please don't bother me!" There was a hint of begging in Ma Gobi's voice.
"Don't use your superiors to put pressure on me. I've worked here for decades. I'm an old man. I just asked you to arrange a job for my daughter, but you keep making excuses! This is outrageous!" the voice kept insisting.
Just as the two were arguing, a gust of wind suddenly blew over and blew open the half-closed door, startling the two people quarreling inside, and Yin Hun was also exposed to their sight.
"Sorry, the door was blown open by the wind!" Yin Hun smiled faintly and pointed to the corridor .
