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女鬼怀孕

殡仪馆有了一个新的守夜人,一个叫王明的年轻人。

他的工作很简单,就是照顾尸体。

晚上风很大,外面很黑。天空中没有月亮。

停尸房的后院,除了沙沙作响的树叶,什么声音也没有。在与停尸房隔着一扇门的前室里,王明端着一杯泡好的茶细细品尝。

盯着桌上的报纸,报纸头版的巨幅印刷赫然写着《看更员的离奇死亡之迷》“哼,我什么时候被吓到了?”王明把报纸扔得很远。然后往后一靠,把脚放在桌子上,继续品茶。

他这样做只是为了给自己勇气。不久前,这里的看守人张博突然去世了。尸体颈部有明显的勒杀痕迹,属于窒息,但现场没有打斗和紊乱的痕迹。很多人说是鬼锁的,但没人知道具体是怎么锁的。

“咚、咚、咚”有人敲门。王明突然大吃一惊,差点从茶杯上摔下来。

奇怪?谁会来这么晚?值班领导来检查?那是不可能的。那些喜欢它的人跑得比任何人都快。

带着疑惑:“谁?”

"我在前院扫地。"

王明打开了门。一位五十多岁的白发老人。

“你是谁?有什么不对吗?”王明惊讶地问。

“我在前院扫地。天晚了,我来这里休息。”老人说。

“哦,请进。”王明邀请老人进来,但他心里在想,老人这么晚还要工作吗?

也不客气。就像他自己的家一样,老人在王明刚刚坐的椅子上很粗心。

“你叫什么名字?”王明一边给老人泡茶一边问道。反正晚上有人训练是好事。

“叫我张博!”老人抬起头,用浑浊的眼睛看着王明。

“啊!”王明惊呼一声,保温瓶险些掉在地上。

“哈哈!别害怕,这不是死去的张博。这里有许多姓张的老人!”张伯晓向他解释道。

王明听后,更好地擦了擦受惊的手,摇摇晃晃地摇着手,倒水泡茶。

“来,张博,喝茶!”

“小伙子,别这么客气!”张博接过茶,礼貌地说道。

这时,外面的风稍微大了一点,很快就狂风大作。好像要下雨了,一阵狂风吹进了小屋。把王明扔在地上的报纸掀起了一个高高的地方,《看更员的离奇死亡之迷》黑体字的标题再次印在了王明的眼前。

“你知道张博为什么会死吗?”张伯民喝了一口茶说道。

“我不知道!死亡太离奇了。”王明回答道。

"他被一个女鬼勒死了。"张博仍然是那种语气。

“哦,大家都这么说。你听到了吗?”王明疑惑地说道。

“哇,哇,哇”一个嘈杂的声音从外面传来。已经下雨了,而且下得很大。

张博花了很长时间才开口:“我没听说过,我什么都知道。”

“不会是真的吧?”王明惊讶地睁大了眼睛。

张博笑着说:“我给你讲一个关于张博的故事。”

张博是个孤儿,没有受过教育,没有能力,一直很穷。因此,没有女人愿意嫁给他,所以她会在太老的时候停止思考。几年前,我去殡仪馆看人,我在这里看尸体。

他一开始很害怕,但后来渐渐习惯了,喜欢上了这里的氛围。胆子越来越大,他去打开冰柜看尸体,包括女人的尸体。张博碰了碰他们,他们也反抗了。他非常喜欢他们。于是就成了习惯,后来他选择了一个年轻漂亮的女尸做妻子.

“坚持住,坚持住。太荒谬了。难以置信!不是真的。”王明大叫,被打死他也不会相信。

张博淡淡一笑:“我有办法让你相信!”

“什么方法?”王明很好奇。

“你跟我来。”张博站起来,走到停尸房门口。

“嘿!别开玩笑了。”王明看着他的动作,心里很害怕。

张博又笑了,打开门,闪身走了进去。

雨下得更大了,不时伴有雷声。然而轰击王明的心。恐惧充斥着王明脑袋的每一个缝隙。张博在里面做什么?你真的想和女尸做爱吗?这个张博会是死者吗?

终于,好奇心战胜了恐惧,王明一步一步向门口走去。他每走一步,就觉得离死亡更近了一步。在门口,他看到了张博。

张博站在门后,脸上带着温和的微笑。他在开玩笑吗?这个笑话真的很大。

“我差点被你吓死!”王一拳打在身上。

张博后退了两步,抬起头来。啊!他脖子上有勒痕。

国王

明的脸刹时惨白,本能向后退着,一不小心被什么东西摔倒。什么东西?

王明摸摸身下的物体冰冰的凉凉的,他往下一看……………

一具尸体,一具女尸,最可怕的是女尸的腹部高高的隆起。她怀孕了?

“哈哈哈哈,你知道事情真像了,你也不能活着。”

张伯恶狠狠的向王明扑来。

“啊!”王明从恶梦中惊醒。杯子倒了,茶水撒了一地。

外面下着雨,窗户被吹得叮当做想。王明起身要去关窗,忽然!

………“咚、咚,咚”响起了敲门声。

“谁?”

“我是前院扫地的…”

暴风雨停息了,这是一个恐怖的夜晚。又多了一件命案。

死者脖子上也有一条勒痕,现场找不到任何一丝博斗挣扎的痕迹。

许多人说:这是鬼魂锁命。

Introduce:Funeral parlour changed a night watchman newly, it is a young boy, the name calls Wang Ming. His work is very simple, it is nurse cadaver. The wind of this one night is particularly big, outside of pitch-dark, the sky does not have a moon. The backyard of mortuary, do not have his sound besides the leaf sound of rustle. Lying between a door with this mortuary before house, wangming is carrying a cup of make tea good tea is fine fine tasting is worn. The eye is staring at the newspaper on the table, the print with newspaper huge front page is being written awesomely " look more member of bizarre death fan " " hum, frighten when me big? " Wang Ming tosses paper often far. Admire a body to build double base on the table next, continue to taste tea. He so doing is to oneself boost one's courage stops only. Not long ago, look here more Zhang Bai died suddenly. Have on the neck of the body force mark apparently, belong to strangle, but how cannot the spot also find a rich to fight, messy trace, a lot of people say this is by soul lock life, but specific be how to still know without the person. "Dong, Dong, dong " somebody knocks. Wang Ming abruptly one Jing, within an inch of throws the teacup in the hand. Strange? So late who can still come? Will the leader check mound? Impossible, the fellow that that group of meetings enjoy runs quickly than who. Taking misgive: "Who? " " dooryard sweeps the floor me. " Wang Ming opened the door. One build hair has touch white, age the old man of 50 fluctuation. "Who are you? Occupied? " Wang Ming asks surprisingly. "Dooryard sweeps the floor me, the day comes late this rests stop on the way for a rest. " the old man says. "Oh, then you are entered please. " Wang Ming asked the old person come in, but in his heart strange, so late does this old man work even? The old man is blunt also, seem oneself in the home same, on the careless chair that just had taken in Wang Minggang. "You how appellation? " Wang Ming makes tea to ask at the same time to the old person at the same time. There is an individual to earth up in this terrible night anyway also is a favour. "It is good to call me Zhang Bai! " the old person raises a head to look at Wang Ming with cloudy eyeball. "Ah! " exit of Wang Ming cry in fear, medium thermos flask nearly drops the hand to go up. "Ah! Do not be afraid of, not be that gone Zhang Bai, surname here piece the old man is very much! " Zhang Baixiao is worn explaining to him. The abnormal sweating due to general debility that fright gives is brushed after Wang Ming listens, the hand that shaking to have not live firmly pours water to make tea. "Come, you drink Zhang Bai tea! " " boy, need not so polite! " Zhang Bai receives those who cross tea polite formula to saying. [! - - Empirenews.page- - ] at this moment the wind outside is some bigger, do not blow hard with respect to fierce wind a little while. Want to rain it seems that, violent wind rinse this hut. The paper that tosses Wang Ming on the ground lifts Laogao, that " look more member of bizarre death fan " bold-face pressworks caption

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