Chapter 84: Wang Family Funeral Home
Six candles, only five left.
The candle in Meng Ning’s hand was really too hot when only the last centimeter remained; she couldn’t hold it anymore, so she turned to look at Lu Jinzhao, the meaning very obvious: the next location was Lu Jinzhao’s turn.
And Lu Jinzhao didn’t dawdle either, taking out a candle and lighting it.
The faint firelight lit up again, dispelling some of the cold and fear. When Lu Jinzhao held the candle and walked toward the crematorium, she suddenly felt Meng Ning’s footsteps slow down.
She turned back and saw Meng Ning taking out her mobile phone to type. Soon, the phone was handed to her face. Under the candle’s light, Lu Jinzhao saw Meng Ning’s emotionally agitated face.
【I thought about it. Since the train came this morning, can we skip the patrol?!】
Was she so agitated because of this idea?
Lu Jinzhao took the phone and typed:
【Can you be sure that young man is a normal person?】
Meng Ning looked at the words on the notepad, her eyes somewhat puzzled. Lu Jinzhao had to make it clearer:
【I’m not sure if we can skip the patrol tonight. I’m afraid that if we don’t complete the “work” our identity should do, when the train arrives, the path to board will face extra obstacles.】
The difficult path to board the 【Summon Ghosts】 platform left a deep shadow on Lu Jinzhao. It was clearly an extremely short distance, yet she had almost paid the price of her life to return to the train.
At this moment, they were normally completing the tasks a funeral home employee should do, so that young man seemed like just an ordinary resident. But if they cut corners and didn’t complete the work, would everything really be fine?
Even in the real world, ordinary workplaces require paying some price for such things, let alone inside the platform?
【And if we don’t patrol, is it safe?】
Is the current danger from the patrol?
It’s the omnipresent darkness.
Therefore, Lu Jinzhao’s view leaned more toward surviving by completing the patrol even on the last night.
After Meng Ning read these words, the agitated expression on her face also calmed down.
Yeah, she had been carried away by the sudden idea in her mind and actually thought skipping the patrol would definitely be much safer.
But in the entire funeral home right now, where is there any “safety”?
She put away her phone and shook her head to indicate she was fine.
Seeing Meng Ning calm her emotions, Lu Jinzhao stopped looking at her and turned to continue toward the crematorium. But at this moment, the parchment that had been silent for a while suddenly appeared again.
【Why don’t you try what she said?】
【You can’t completely ignore her suggestion just because she seems very weak.】
In the darkness, a line of twisted blood script suddenly appeared before her eyes. To be honest, even though Lu Jinzhao had seen it many times, she still felt it was extremely unlucky!
She didn’t respond, ignoring the parchment on the surface.
But… she inwardly let out a soft scoff.
Originally, she had only thought based on her experience and cautious mindset that continuing to complete the patrol mission would be better. But now that the parchment had spoken, she was almost certain that following Meng Ning’s suggestion would mean her death.
After all, the parchment never hid its malice toward her, sometimes even bluntly to the point of stupidity.
It would watch her jokes, watch her in a wretched state, expect her to die, but it wouldn’t really give any sincere, useful suggestions.
If it suggested something, the direction of that suggestion was most likely leading to death.
Conversely, sometimes treating the parchment’s words as an exclusion option wasn’t a bad method.
Lu Jinzhao only briefly thought about the parchment in her mind, then focused all her attention on the present.
She had already arrived outside the crematorium.
Called the crematorium, it was actually somewhat like a factory here, except instead of machine tools inside, there were incinerators.
For some reason, Lu Jinzhao noticed that the closer she got to the crematorium, the higher the temperature around her seemed to become.
There wasn’t this phenomenon last night.
“A new supernatural phenomenon tonight?”
And it appeared in the crematorium, which had never had issues before.
As if affected by the temperature, Lu Jinzhao noticed that the candle’s burning speed accelerated after getting closer to the crematorium.
But she knew clearly in her heart that the air temperature wasn’t high enough to affect the candle’s burning; it could only be that a ghost had appeared?
She couldn’t see the ghost’s figure, probably because the candle was still burning, but the accelerating speed was also reminding her not to stay here long!
Lu Jinzhao immediately ran forward. Fortunately, she wasn’t far from the crematorium door to begin with. After quickly reaching the door, the candle had already burned nearly one-fifth.
She didn’t dare delay even a second; her hand immediately landed on the door handle. But as soon as she touched it, Lu Jinzhao nearly let go, because the crematorium’s door handle was scorching hot for some reason!
Like a branding iron just taken out of a fire!
Letting go upon touching something hot was instinct, but Lu Jinzhao forcibly overcame this instinct and continued gripping the door handle, then quickly pulled open the crematorium door.
She had only planned to glance inside casually and leave immediately. However, as soon as the door opened, she saw a scene she had never imagined!
The incinerator closest to the door was actually burning!
The intense flames dyed her line of sight red, and the scorching breath made her feel as if she were in the incinerator herself at this moment.
She saw the orange flames, saw the corpse burning in the unclosed incinerator, saw its charred skin, heard in her deafened ears the shrill screams from its throat as its flesh and blood burned, and saw its suddenly opened eyes looking at her!
Lu Jinzhao abruptly retreated a step.
Her hand subconsciously pulled the door handle back, and with a bang, the door closed.
She let go of her hand; the palm that had gripped the door handle was exceptionally red, with large blisters rising. She had really been scalded.
This was too unscientific.
But this was the platform.
The candle in her hand was now, as she expected, almost gone.
Compared to the intense pain from gripping the door handle earlier, she actually felt that the burning sensation of the candle about to burn out was still within tolerable range.
She looked at Meng Ning. Meng Ning was clearly somewhat dazed; presumably, she had seen that scene too.
What was that?
That definitely wasn’t a person; it could only be a ghost.
Was it… that ghost that “can only kill in darkness”?
Was it also one of the corpses sent to this funeral home, turning into a ghost during cremation?
So, its killing method was when a person was completely in darkness, and light was the way to block it.
But Lu Jinzhao felt that the scene she had just seen should be more than just a reminder of that.
While thinking, she thought of Chen Hai and Xiao Ping; their appearances in death weren’t much different from that female corpse.
So, was that scene also foreshadowing that if caught by that ghost, they would be burned alive in the silent darkness?
