Chapter 2241: Not working

Seeing the corpse under the white cloth, the old man took a breath of fright. After working in the hospital morgue for two years, what corpse hasn't been seen? However, the corpse of the child in front of him really made people feel cold when he saw his back. The old man felt that even a corpse with brains and limbs was not as scary as the child's corpse.
The reason why people feel afraid of something is mainly because of abnormalities. For example, abnormal phenomena and abnormal looks give people a sense of fear.
Those corpses, even if they are variously mutilated or even chopped into pieces, are the corpses of normal people after all, and they looked like normal humans before they were alive. But the child in front of me has a pointed fox head with slender features and no chin. Its head is exactly like a fox shaved its fur. It makes people shudder. However, its body is normal. Baby's body.
"It turns out to be a deformed freak, but shouldn't such a freak stay in the data room to make specimens? How could he come here?"
After two years in the hospital, the old man still has a bit of common sense about handling freaks.
The old man took a closer look and found some wounds on the baby's body, and he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
"Ah, this child seems to be hurt."
The old man leaned close to the child's little face and observed carefully, and found that its slender eyes were not completely closed, and there was still a gap. "What a poor child, he can't die."
The old man sighed and wanted to close his eyes for the little monster, but when his hand touched the little monster's eyelids, he was immediately stunned. He felt that he was touching a hot little thing. But at this moment, the old man was so drunk in the mist, he didn't take it seriously, he just froze for a moment, and ridiculed himself, "God, I'm afraid I'm getting confused by drinking and drinking, and I actually touched the dead body hot. "After that, I laughed loudly, "Poor child, you were born different from a normal child. Leaving this world may save you more harm. This is a good thing for you, peace of mind. Go here, I wish you reincarnation and be a good person." After speaking, he reached out and closed the eyes of the little monster.
The old man closed the little monster’s eyelids and looked at the little monster’s strange face again. He soon discovered the problem again. He saw the little monster’s fangs come out of his mouth. The old man was surprised when he saw the fangs. The child looks like a newborn baby, how can he have teeth? And they are still fangs?"
The old man looked at the fangs in the little monster's mouth and was dumbfounded. How can normal human teeth not be fangs? This child has a strange appearance and has fangs. Isn't he a monster? When such thoughts came up, even he himself was shocked. Since the old man stayed in the morgue every night for the night shift, the staff in the hospital knew that he was working in the morgue, for fear of getting the yin on his body, so when they saw him, they hid away, since no one dared to answer. The old man, there is no way for the old man to know about the little monster making a fuss in the hospital. The old man only knew that there was an accident in the operating room of the hospital, and that many nurses died. He also knew that the police had arrived at the hospital. As for the results of the investigation, nothing happened. People know the old man, so the old man knows almost nothing about the existence of little monsters. At this moment, when the old man saw such a child, apart from a slight discomfort in his heart, he didn't know that the hospital was in such a mess, and the little monster was one of the culprits.
The old man stared at the little monster's face for two minutes, and finally sighed, "Poor boy, no matter what monster you are, since you are dead, please rest in peace and go to reincarnation with peace of mind. My old man, only I can bless you to reincarnate as soon as possible, throw in a good house, and be a normal child in the next life." After speaking, grab the talisman in your hand and stick it on the forehead of the little monster, then pull up the white cloth, cover the little monster, and turn around. Went to the duty room.
At this moment, what the old man thought was, no matter what kind of monster you are, you should always be honest, right? The old man hummed a little tune, returned to the duty room, grabbed the small book hanging at the door, and altered it in today's log. He crossed out the eight characters and wrote nine characters in the column of the number of corpses. Then, the old man sighed, stretched, returned to the table to sit down, and continued drinking.
"Well, nine is nine. It's just one more. The gadget will probably be taken away for cremation tomorrow morning. In fact, eight or nine of this kind of thing is good, but the number is different, not bad. Yes, I have a full stay tonight, and all will be sent away tomorrow morning. Then nine of you will return to the dust, the dust will return to the dust, and go on the road with peace of mind. My old man is here, I wish all nine of you will be reborn in wealthy families and have a happy life No worries about eating and drinking."
After the old man murmured, he hummed again to outwit Tiger Mountain.
On this side, the old man smacked Erguotou with peanuts, eating deliciously, on the other side, the little monster was lying under the white cloth, itchy with hatred. Secretly cursing in my heart, this dead old man actually gave me a talisman, I have to see him well. But wait, why doesn't this talisman stick to the forehead hurt or itchy? Doesn't it feel at all? The little monster recalled the little Taoist talisman before, not to mention that it was pasted, even if it was a little closer, it would be burned. Speaking of burns, the little monster couldn't help reaching out to touch the wound on his butt, and he immediately made a painful hiss. Why now, this old man's talisman is stuck on my forehead, what happened? The little monster frowned, pondered for a while, and immediately understood that the reason why the little Taoist talisman could burn himself before was because the little Taoist mana was so powerful, and the talisman he wrote was so powerful that he didn't dare to approach it. The current type of talisman is obviously because the person who wrote the talisman is too shallow, so this talisman can't help him at all. After figuring it out, the little monster stretched out his hand and tore the talisman off, almost without laughing. Xin said that in the field of scholars, there are the most liars. Now, no matter what people dare to wear Dao gowns and sell charms to cheat money. As everyone knows, useless symbols may cause customers to give their lives.
In fact, what the little monster didn't know was that of course the Taoist priest had insufficient mana, and the talisman he wrote were not satisfactory, but these talisman were rich enough to deal with the wandering spirits and ghosts. It's just that nowadays, encountering little monsters like practicing family, naturally seems to be a little pediatric.
The little monster secretly pulled up a corner of the white cloth and found that the old man was still drinking and eating peanuts, humming in his mouth to take the Tiger Mountain out of his mouth. He looked very happy, unconsciously angry, this old man actually gave me a sticker. It's a pity that the talisman he posted is of no use to me, otherwise would I be unlucky now. This smelly old man is still in the mood to drink? I must play a trick on him.