At the beginning of Jiang Ji, he stopped breathing completely, and the hot air hit the mask and spread out from the gap to form a fleeting mist.
After the mist, Jiang Ji looked at him with a pair of quiet eyes at the beginning of the day.
"Thank you. If you want to return to the real world, just remember two sentences.
"Don’t leave the altar in a hurry.
"Don’t trust people around you"
Chapter 19 Chapter 19
Jiang Yunchu’s speech has never been emotional, but he is more serious and solemn than ever before.
Although Xie Ji doesn’t know which card Jiang Jichu has reached the highest, he is definitely not low. He must have found something in the process of breaking through.
He wanted to ask more clearly, but he kept working hard, obviously not going to explain.
Four hours passed in a flash, and ten bodies arrived after the shift.
The single-digit temperature makes them sweat. I hope the food in the funeral parlour canteen is nutritious enough.
After changing clothes and washing their hands in the morgue, they set off for the canteen.
When you are not in a hurry to eat, thank you for observing the funeral home again on the way.
They have been working for four hours without passing an employee outside the glass window. Even now, the funeral home is very quiet, and even the release is unified, as if there are ten of them alive.
Today is the first day, with the least clues and the easiest way to step on thunder.
Thank you for sending "Niu Kuyin is targeting us because we provoked him first, and this time we will never work the night shift as soon as we come."
Jiang Zhichu’s "crow mouth"
Xie Ji chuckled, "I’m very lucky. Besides, it’s deliberate not to let me dig graves and not to let me bring my own controlled knives. If we come here and let us work the night shift, the card will be too unbalanced. You can probably sleep well tonight and raise your injury again."
Jiang Zhichu realized that he wanted to hold the knife, but the knife had already been taken away. He secretly raised his hand and let it go, and finally he said, "Mind your own business."
Two people are close to each other. Thank you for sending it. Of course, I noticed that Jiang Ji’s little heart could not help but guess.
Jiang Jichu won’t be shy …
If some people are not treated well, it is easy to give normal feedback to positive emotions such as heart and praise, and they will escape and even show resistance and disgust.
But Jiang Zhichu still has a good brother, and it is reasonable to say that he will not be too unloved.
There are ten employees in the funeral home, and the canteen is relatively spacious. There are ten big windows for cooking, twenty tables and ten stools, and all the lights are turned on, which is no different from ordinary company canteens.
When they came to the canteen, they found that there were already three people sitting at dinner and still sitting at a table, and it was obvious that they knew each other.
Xie Ji glanced at the ten big windows, including meat, soup, vegetables, Chinese and western styles.
He was going to fill a bowl of soup first, and then he went to the window and took a look inside to see if there were any employees inside.
I saw several flexible robots.
The robot’s height is about 1.7 meters, and there is a thread on its head. The facial features are simple, but its body is made according to the proportion of normal human beings, and it even wears an apron.
They regularly shuttle through the window, and they can smoothly bypass when their companions meet them.
Since Xie Ji entered the funeral home, he felt that the decoration facilities of the museum were full of scientific and futuristic flavor, and even the dinner was cooked by robots.
In this way, there is a higher probability that there are ten of them living in the museum.
He laughed and said, "It’s quite cute" to watch Jiang Jichu together.
At the beginning of Jiang Ji, I don’t know where this kind of light bulb eye zipper mouth thing is cute and silently gave myself a spoonful of spicy beef.
Two people carrying plates in the window turned a circle came at the end of Jiang Ji early frowned slightly.
Thank you for sending "What?" He followed Jiang Ji-chu’s eyes and looked at the sweet and sour pork tenderloin.
The novice Li Xieji has found out that Jiang Ji’s taste is sweet and spicy.
He put his own small bowl of sweet and sour fish on the tray in Jiangqichu. "I haven’t touched it yet."
Jiang Yunchu "Don’t you eat?"
Thank you for sending me a smile. "I eat everything the same." He casually brought a bowl of braised eggplant in oil.
They looked for a seat with a plate, but they didn’t move chopsticks at the beginning of the river. After a moment of hesitation, they said, "Do you feel that the liquid of Niukuyin has enhanced all aspects of your body?"
Xie Ji: "You seem to have a little feeling when you say this, but it doesn’t show you?"
Jiang Jichu shook his head. "I’m recovering from my injuries."
Xie Ji has been paying attention to the badge on his chest when eating, saying that night shift workers will be randomly selected every day, and the night shift is from 10 pm to 6 o’clock the next day.
It’s not too late for night shift workers to draw
"Hey, why do I think this robot cooking is a little salty?" The sound came from Xie Ji’s side. A man sat face to face with a man, and it was at the beginning of Jiang Ji that he touched the nail.
When Xie sent his employee card, he remembered the names and looks of the surplus people. The two men, Yao Shun and Wei Zi, formed a team because of the rules.
Yao Shun tasted his own dish again. "It’s just right. Fish-flavored shredded pork is better than the restaurant. Are you weak?"
Wei Zi’s hand with chopsticks is shaking slightly. He is in the incineration room after lunch. Can he find something to relieve the pressure? "I really have a weak taste … I don’t know when I can go out, brother. How did you get in?"
Yao Shun: "I have a bad heart and want to live. I woke up here after sleeping. What about you?"
Wei Zi: "I want to get rich. If I had known the altar was so dangerous, I might as well work part-time outside to deliver takeout."
"Who said it wasn’t?" Yao Shunzheng echoed. "Wait! Wei Zi, your employee card is flashing! "
Hearing the conversation between the two people, Xie Ji immediately looked at his employee card again, but nothing happened, and nothing changed when he went to see Jiang Zhichu again.
However, Weizi shouted like a ghost and threw the employee card from his chest.
Wei Zi’s employee card happened to fall at Xie Ji’s feet, and he bent down to pick up the word "night shift" after seeing the noodle job.
The night shift drawing has started today.
He returned the employee card to Wei Zi, who refused to let a big man shake like a sieve. "I don’t want to work the night shift! ! I just passed the morgue, which was full of bodies! "
Thank you for putting the employee card on the seed table.
He and Jiang Zhichu spent an afternoon in the morgue, which was really not a good place. During the day, they felt gloomy, and it was quite scary at night.
At the same time, there was a trembling woman in the canteen. "I don’t want to … I don’t want to …"
Everyone except Wei Zi and the girl has a happy face.
Their employees are not allowed to open the door of the work place until they have taken the daily work. It’s really an accident to go to the morgue that night shift. Even if others want to save it, they can’t save the whole thing.
Even if you call, who can guarantee whether it is a person or something lying on a white cloth?
Weizi got up from his seat and looked at the meal imploringly. "Can anyone change shifts with me? ! God help him with his work! Anything will do! I’m afraid of the dark. I’m really afraid of the dark! I have that claustrophobia! "
Nobody cares about Wei Zi.
Enter the altar to live and die.
The first night is when the rules are the most uncertain, and the death rate is surprisingly high. Who wants strangers to take risks?
Wei Zi collapsed all afternoon, and his nerves lingered on the edge of the fracture. His eyes were bloodshot, but at this time someone came and said, "I think there are at least 50 bodies in the morgue that won’t get up at night, right?"
Xie Jixun went to see a middle-aged man in his early forties with a worried face for Weizi, but he didn’t have any kindness.