Volume 1 Chapter 76 Snake
Uncle San once said that being a coroner is a very hard job. Not only does one need to be proficient in anatomy, pharmacology and pathology, and know which organs will be endangered when meridians are injured, but one also needs to be familiar with all kinds of poisons. The requirements are very high.
It is said that in every family of coroners, every five to six generations, there will be a descendant born with the ability to see Yin and Yang, able to identify the Zhou Tian and see through Yin and Yang. However, these are just legends, and in modern times, with the invasion of Western forensic medicine, the ancient profession of coroner may have been lost long ago.
Suddenly, he heard from the muscular man that the skinny guy was born into a family of coroners. He was particularly interested and asked, "Does the sixth brother have the ability to see ghosts?"
The muscular man smiled and said, "If you want to know, just go in and ask yourself. I'm not too sure."
We walked and talked, and before we knew it, we had arrived at the morgue. I shook my head and said, "I'd rather not go." Thinking of what the muscular man said about Captain Zhang asking the skinny guy to solve the case, it was nothing more than asking him to help with the autopsy, I couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Don't they have a special forensic doctor to investigate the case, and some advanced equipment from abroad? I heard it's very powerful, why do they need Sixth Brother to do it?"
The muscular man looked strange and said, "Of course, we are checking some bodies... those bodies that are inconvenient for the forensic doctor to check."
When I heard this, I thought about it for a moment and understood. For example, the one whose head was chopped off before, or Zhang Huifang who was pregnant with a snake fetus, no matter which one, if the forensic doctors saw it, they would probably faint from fear.
After chatting for a few more words, the muscular man went back to sleep, and I went back to lie under the big mulberry tree. There has been no business in the past few days, so it's been very quiet. Everything else is good, but it's quite boring.
After lying there for a while, I saw a long figure walking towards me against the sun. I squinted my eyes and saw that it was the thin bamboo pole. He was holding an iron cage in his hand and walked to my side, saying, "Dead..."
I was confused by what he said, what did it mean by dead? But the iron cage looked familiar. After staring at it for a while, I finally remembered it. I took the iron cage and took a look. The strange creature with a human head and a snake body lying inside was lying there, motionless.
I was surprised and asked, "Is he really dead?"
The thin bamboo pole said in a daze: "I'm going to...die..."
I breathed a sigh of relief. It was about to die, but it wasn't dead yet. This guy really loved to take a deep breath! Since this expert in autopsy said it wasn't dead, then it must still be alive.
Boss Ma originally said to wait for a month and if the snake didn't come, he would get rid of this weird thing. Now, there is still more than half a month left before the one-month deadline. Before that, he dare not let this thing die.
This thing is neither a snake nor a human. I don't know what it is, let alone what disease it has. After thinking about it for a long time, I still can't figure it out, so I asked Skinny Bamboo Pole if he had ever fed it.
Skinny Bamboo hesitated for a long time, and I roughly understood what he said.
No!
I actually didn't know what to feed it. After thinking about it, I could only go to the kitchen and boil some rice soup and let it cool. I opened the iron cage and looked inside. The little thing didn't move at all. There was a pool of sticky "ink" on its body, and the fishy smell was choking. I put on a corpse-wrapping glove and held the little thing in my palm. It felt soft to the touch, and the scales hadn't grown out yet. When they were coiled together, they were not even as big as my palm.
After looking at it carefully for a moment, I found that the face of this thing was still blurry. It was fleshy all over, with a small hole where the mouth should be. There were only slight depressions and protrusions at the eyes and nose, and it was just vaguely shaped.
I stretched out my finger and gently touched its small body. After a while, it seemed to move, and the small round hole at the mouth opened slightly.
I picked up some rice soup with a small spoon and put it near its mouth. I saw the small round hole opened slightly, and the rice soup in the spoon was empty, which had been sucked up by the little thing.
I was surprised and quickly picked up some rice soup and sent it over. After a while, it ate it up again. It seems that this little thing is not too evil. If it only likes to suck blood and eat meat, it will be troublesome.
I kept feeding it until only a shallow bottom of the small bowl of rice soup was left. Then I fed it again and it started to vomit. I thought it was finally full and it looked alive again, not as limp as before. So I cleaned up the dishes and threw it back into the iron cage.
The thing raised its head and shrunk the small round hole on its mouth towards me. I was too lazy to pay attention to it. It's a blessing for me to serve you like this today. I will burn your corpse furnace in two days.
I picked up the iron cage and handed it over to return it to Skinny Bamboo Pole, but the idiot shook his head, pointed at me with a long, thin finger, then pointed at the iron cage, then turned and left.
Damn, what kind of people are these? They actually threw this trouble to me! I took a look at the stinky thing in the iron cage and couldn't help but get angry. I should have ignored it and let it starve to death.
But no matter how angry I was, the boss had already said that this thing must live for more than a month, so I couldn't just leave it alone. This thing was really smelly, so I had to go to the kitchen to get a basin of water, open the cage, grab the thing's tail with two fingers, and throw it into the water.
As soon as the thing entered the water, it sank to the bottom and began to bubble up from the small round hole. I shouted "Damn!" and quickly pulled it out of the water, thinking in my heart, is there any snake that can't swim?
The thing had only been in the water once, but its belly was bulging and had grown in size, probably because it had drunk enough water. I carefully held it in my palm, not daring to use too much force, in case it burst its belly, it would be the end of me.
After a while, I finally saw this thing start to spit out clear water, and its belly slowly deflated. I was a little helpless, so I held it in my hands and cleaned it with water, and then washed the iron cage with water several times, and finally the disgusting smell was washed away.
After cleaning, the thing looked a little better. Its head was a light pink and fleshy, and its body was a light blue and slightly transparent. In fact, if you look at the head and body separately, they are both acceptable, but when you add the two together, it's a fucking freak.
Seeing that it was well fed and seemed to be quite lively, I was too lazy to care about it anymore. I threw the iron cage under the shade of the tree and went to the kitchen to cook. From then on, Skinny Bamboo Pole never touched the cage again. This monster that was neither human nor snake became my exclusive responsibility. During this period of time, no business came to the door. I was idle all day, either cooking corpse makeup artist, but a handyman.
So much so that one time when I got home and was about to eat, that damn woman Qingzi frowned and said, "What have you been doing recently?"
I was totally confused and said no, I didn't do anything.
Qingzi said, "It smells like a snake. Go wash it twice and come back."
Me: “…” What the hell is this woman’s nose? I sniffed it twice but couldn’t smell anything, but I didn’t dare to talk back, so I had to go to the bathroom and rub it twice before coming back.
Time passed quickly, and three days passed, and it was already mid-August. I came to work early in the morning as usual, climbed over the wall and entered the yard. As soon as I landed, I felt something was wrong. Ever since that damn woman forced me to sleep on a rope in the haunted house every night, although my skills in sleeping on a rope have not improved much, my sensitivity to Yin energy has increased day by day.
In my bedroom, I was able to fine-tune my body position by sensing the changes in the surrounding Yin energy in order to maintain balance on the rope. As soon as I stepped into the funeral home, I immediately felt that the atmosphere here today was a little different from before.
It's not that the Yin Qi here is stronger or weaker, but compared to the original, it seems to have a strange change. But what's wrong, I have no idea for a while. After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure it out, so I just ignored it, thinking that maybe the Yin Qi under the ground suddenly changed.
However, when it was almost noon, I remembered that I had something to ask Yan Zi, so I went to the storage room, and found that there seemed to be a big problem in the funeral home.
