Requiem Chapter 15 Interviewer
"Don't talk nonsense, because it's nonsense anyway."
"Now follow me and feel the atmosphere of the funeral home!"
So, the remaining five people followed Yin Hui and Tang Yan to the end of the corridor, which was the only way to the depths of fear. After turning a corner, they came to a long corridor. There was an obvious cold wind blowing over, which made people feel a little creepy. The first room in the corridor was written with the word "Morgue". Everyone looked inside through the glass. The bodies covered with white cloth were neatly arranged. The bodies could not be seen clearly. The room was covered with a thick layer of fog, which was the cold air sprayed by the refrigeration machine on the ceiling. The temperature outside was already relatively low, and there was still a layer of fog inside, which was enough to know how low the temperature inside the "morgue" was.
"Classmates, are you interested in going in and taking a look?" Yin Hun suddenly said, causing the other people to look back at him in surprise, including the girl. "Very good, anyway, we have to get over this psychological barrier, so why not go in and take a look!" The girl said casually, which made the other people immediately look at her in surprise. Those guys' eyes were obviously filled with resentment. Attracted by this sentence, Yin Hun also looked at the girl carefully. With a delicate face and a delicate mouth, it can be said that this girl is very beautiful. Why would she come to such a place to apply for a job? If she went to any company to apply for a job, it is estimated that the bosses would be very fond of her. While thinking, Tang Yan deliberately pushed her arm. Yin Hun rubbed her fluffy hair, smiled awkwardly, and shifted her perspective.
The footsteps stopped at a turn. Yin Hun took out the key and opened the door of the morgue. A piercing chill hit them in the face. Everyone shivered and tightened their clothes. After entering, everyone stood blankly in the corner, trying to stay away from the corpses. Only the girl moved among the corpses as if nothing had happened.
"Everyone, don't be afraid. This is a key lesson for you to enter life. As long as you break through this psychological barrier, it will benefit your future career development! You can try to lift the white cloth on the faces of these corpses and have face-to-face contact with them!" Yin Hun said with a smile, but the voice seemed to be frozen by the cold environment. Those words fell heavily on the ground and even on everyone's heart.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. No one dared to be the first to lift the white cloth from the dead body's face. The atmosphere was quite depressing. Yin Hun felt a little embarrassed and thought: If I stick my head out, I'll get a knife. If I hide my head, I'll get a knife too. Why bother? So he decided to lift the white cloth himself to set an example for them.
"Wow!" The moment he made his move, he felt a flash of white light beside him. Yin Hun turned his head and saw that the girl had lifted the white cloth on a corpse. The face of the corpse was revealed. It was the face of an old man. The old face left this world with a peaceful smile. If it weren't for the cold air that made the corpse stiff and hard, everyone would have thought that the old man was asleep.
This action surprised Yin Hui and everyone else. This girl was indeed extraordinary.
"This female classmate is really brave! Let's applaud her!" Yin Hun did have some leadership talent and knew how to stir up other people's emotions. He actually took the lead in clapping, and the other silly boys also followed suit.
"Me too!" A boy, who was probably used to being arrogant, was psychologically unbalanced for a moment, and impulsively lifted the white cloth covering the corpse next to him, then raised his head and looked proudly at the group of sentimental guys. Unexpectedly, he found that those guys suddenly stopped clapping, their faces changed, and one of them even turned around and retched continuously. Only Yin Hun and Tang Yan were looking at him with a smile. He felt a little strange. Yin Hun pointed to the corpse next to him, and he turned around to look.
Suddenly, the boy's heart seemed to be electrocuted, his legs became weak and he almost fell to the ground. The body should have been burned to death. The whole face had turned into a piece of black charcoal and there was not a single piece of good skin on the body. It seemed that the body had struggled for a long time before death. The dark yellow body fluids oozing from the skin tissue after the burns were frozen by the cold air and attached to the body one by one, looking very scary and disgusting. He felt something in his stomach turning up, but he knew he must not lose his composure at this time, so he forced himself to hold it back, then forced a smile on his face, made a face at everyone, and quickly covered the body with a white cloth.
"Haha! Our boy also performed well! Come on, let's give him some applause!" Yin Hun took the lead in clapping again, and those stupid guys also followed suit and started clapping.
"The mourning hall in front is where memorial services for the deceased are held. There's no need to go and see it!" The students reached the end of the corridor, and a thick curtain blocked their way forward. Tang Yan turned around and walked elegantly towards a corridor on the side in her high heels.
The corridor was very long and they walked for a long time. There were cold walls all around and no life at all. It was also very dark here, and the vision was blurry even in broad daylight. Every step they took felt like a step towards death. Yin Hun followed at the end. He could easily tell how scared the boys in front were because their steps were very messy, which was all caused by fear. Only the girl followed Tang Yan and strode forward. From time to time, she looked back at the group of timid boys behind her. The occasional eye contact would make Yin Hun feel an inexplicable throbbing.
As they were almost at the end of the darkness, a faint light finally came out of two rooms, which gave some comfort to many people.
"This is the cremation room, and it's also the soul unit of the funeral home. All the corpses that come here will be reduced to ashes here!" Tang Yan emphasized the word "ashes" at the end of her voice, as if she was reciting. It's no wonder. After working in this place for a long time, she has become somewhat detached from the mundane world.
"Let's go in and take a look!" Tang Yan intended to let these young kids see everything in the funeral home today. She pushed open the door of the crematorium, and several tall electric furnaces came into view. Fortunately, there were no corpses to be cremated at this time.
"The facilities in funeral homes are better now. The traditional incinerators with chimneys have long been phased out. These are all electric furnaces with tens of thousands of volts of high voltage electricity. Once a corpse is put in there, it will quickly turn into ashes!"
"Master Tang, Master Yin, you are here!" Suddenly, a shrill voice came from behind the electric stove, and the students then saw a thin and short old man walking out with a rice bowl in his hand.
Tang Yan acted as if she didn't see the old man and continued to explain to the students with a cold face. In order to avoid an awkward situation, Yin Hun had to wave at the old man with a grin as a greeting.
"Mr. Sun, it's time to eat!"
"Master Yin, why did you bring these people here?" Mr. Sun scanned the students' faces with a very surprised look.
"They are all people who come to apply for jobs here. They are all college graduates. Let them get to know the environment of the funeral home and practice their courage at the same time!" Yin Hun shook his head.
"Master Yin, Master Tang, please put in a good word for my daughter in front of the section chief!" Old Sun seemed to have thought for a long time before he spoke.
"I understand. I'll try my best!" Yin Hun shook his head and said.
"Oh, you are busy! You are busy!" Old Sun saw Yin Hun's displeasure and quickly moved aside with his bowl. Before leaving, he looked at the group of students with a sad expression, looking very pitiful.
"Okay, classmates, we can leave here!" Tang Yan led us out of the incineration room. Halfway there, Yin Hun looked back at Mr. Sun unconsciously. The old man was squatting in the corner eating alone. He felt sad and unhappy.
"This is the dressing room!" Yin Hui pushed open the door of the corpse dressing room. It was empty except for a few empty beds. Next to each bed was a dressing table with some makeup supplies. "People are born sloppy, and they can't be so sloppy after death. Otherwise, the King of Hell won't accept them, and they will become wild ghosts, wandering in the world, unable to be reincarnated as humans!"
"Haha!" Everyone burst into laughter, but Yin Hun did not seem to be in the mood to be funny. Instead, he spoke in a very serious tone.
"Are these powders ordinary?" A strong boy picked up some powder on the dressing table with his fingers and asked a very stupid question.
"Yes, almost, nothing special!" Yin Hun nodded.
"Be careful! That powder has been on a dead person's face! Aren't you afraid?" Another guy in the team teased the strong boy.
"Tsk! What's the big deal?" The strong boy held his head high and pretended to be very brave. In fact, I had never seen him so brave in the morgue just now.
"Everyone, just take a look around! Maybe this will be your workplace in the future!" Yin Hun's words hit everyone's heart like a bombshell. This might be their future working environment. Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and the room was so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.
"Boom!" Suddenly a man came in pushing a small cart like the one from a hospital. The white cloth covering the cart was stained red with blood, and blood was constantly flowing down the ground. The bulge under the white cloth told everyone that it was a dead body.
The person pushing the cart was a thin old man with a dark complexion and a pair of kind, bright eyes under his light eyebrows.
"Boy, why are you late for work today? You have the nerve to make an old man like me run around. Huh? What do these people do?" The man said to Yin Hun with a serious expression.
"Master, let me introduce them. These are college students who have signed up for the makeup artist positions. Someone here will definitely be your apprentice in the future!" Yin Hun smiled and pushed a few students in front of Old Zhao.
"Oh, I didn't expect that so many people would sign up for this job! However, every family has its own rules, and every industry has its own regulations. I don't care about other people, but for me, it is enough to have you as my apprentice in this life." Old Zhao said expressionlessly, pushing the cart inside, startling everyone and making them dodge left and right. They all pressed their backs against the tiles of the wall, feeling ice-cold.
"Oh, Master, you are busy now! Then continue, continue... Haha! I'll take them out first!" Yin Hui knew the temper of Old Zhao very well. Looking at the bloody corpse cloth, it was most likely a corpse hidden underneath. Thinking of the tofu pudding he had just eaten in the morning, he immediately couldn't stand it, so he pinched his nose and walked out. The examiner was like this, how could the students not understand the reason? There was no need for any reminders. They rushed to the door like fleeing famine, fearing that if they left too late, they would be eaten by the corpse that suddenly jumped up.
"Hehe! Since you're here, just wait a moment! These students are here to apply for this position, and some of them will definitely stay to make a living in this industry. Here is a body sent from the hospital. The person died in a car accident and is in a terrible state! I hope to give them a demonstration so that they can have a clear understanding of this industry! It can be regarded as their first lesson!" Old Zhao suddenly called out to Yin Hun, but his head never turned around, only a . This expression of his happened to be captured by Tang Yan, who had been silent. She had an idea and immediately covered her mouth with her hands, and even her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out.
"Is that so... haha... haha! Okay! The teacher is here to give a lecture, you must watch carefully!" Yin Hun stopped and said with a bitter face.
After hearing what the examiner said, several students had no choice but to go back to the center of the room, gathered on both sides of the cart, and waited quietly for the horrific scene to begin.
"Classmate, please help me move the body to the bed!" Old Zhao stopped the car, grinned at the student closest to him, revealing a row of yellow teeth, and pushed the dead body to his side as a buy-one-get-one-free deal.
"Ah! Ah! I can't stand it!" As soon as the student's arm touched the dead body's skin, he bounced back as if he had been electrocuted, and ran out of the dressing room with his head in his hands. Old Zhao was helpless. He had to hold the head and feet of the dead body and lift it onto the bed with force, based on the concept of self-reliance. "This body looks a bit ugly, you should be mentally prepared!" Old Zhao said to the students, and lifted the white cloth on the body. The students immediately screamed and hugged each other, and two of them squatted on the ground and vomited.
Alas! Yin Hui stuck out his tongue helplessly. The corpse was indeed very scary, even disgusting. A bloody gash was torn from the jaw to the top of the head. The facial features were all misplaced. The left eyeball was drooping alone on the bridge of the nose. The skull was turned over, and the white brain was vaguely visible. The brain matter was all over the face. The body was still clean, but there were occasional scratches.
The two people who were vomiting loudly obviously couldn't bear it anymore. They didn't even wipe their faces and mouths. They fled from the room and ran for their lives. There was a burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor. It seemed that they were really scared. They couldn't escape the nightmare for at least a week.
"Two more have given up on their own. You three need to perform well! Come on, seize the opportunity!" Yin Hun forced a smile and encouraged the remaining students. It seemed like encouragement, but most of their expressions were filled with pain.
"Well, I'm going to go out and make a phone call. You guys take a good look... at how Master Zhao does it!" Tang Yan really didn't want to be in the same room with this old pervert anymore, so she made an excuse and slipped out of the room clutching her phone.
"You are such a strong girl!" Old Zhao smiled disdainfully and glared at Yin Hui fiercely, as if warning her that she could leave, but she should not have any bad ideas! Then he put on rubber gloves and used his fingers to fiddle with the drooping scalp on the corpse's face.
Among the remaining three people, the square-faced boy was called Wang Jun, the one as strong as a bull was called Ma Tie, and the pretty girl was called Shen Feifei. The three of them were trying hard to control their emotions at this moment, staring closely at the bloody corpse, while Yin Hun's eyes flickered over the three people one by one, and the pen in his hand moved rustlingly on the resumes, it seemed that he was giving evaluations to the three interviewees.
