Although Chen Shouyi was forty or fifty meters away from the two of them, he still heard the conversation between his sister and her martial arts teacher with keen eyes.

He couldn't help but laugh.

He could understand his sister's awkwardness and embarrassment.

At the age of sixteen, I feel that I am an adult. In addition, my sister's strength to stand out in the class is naturally more sensitive to face issues.

At this time, I still have my brother to accompany you. If the classmates know about it, it would be really embarrassing.

However, he decided to protect his sister's face.

No matter how bad the attitude is at home, it is okay. After all, he has been used to playing since he was a child, but outside, he doesn't want his sister to be unable to get out of the stage.

...

Not long after, my sister and a group of students rode their bicycles.

Chen Shouyi waited for them to go away before riding his bicycle and followed him neither far nor near.

The funeral home is not far from the safety area, only a dozen kilometers away, and is not remote. It is just on the side of the highway, just far away from the industrial area, surrounded by farmland, and there is only a lonely building.

When we were about to arrive, the sky was getting darker. The funeral home in the distance had a gloomy meaning. When the sunset shone there, it seemed to have become a little dim.

A huge chimney was swept through the smoke, and the air was filled with an indescribable and strange smell.

It was already evening, but it was still quite busy.

From time to time, you can see police riding a flat tricycle with a body wrapped in white cloth placed behind it and sent to the door of the funeral home. The police did not go in, and soldiers took over as soon as they arrived at the door, which was quite strict.

Since the change, the government has immediately introduced a new funeral system.

Once someone dies, they will be forced to send to the funeral home by the local police station for incineration. Even in the middle of the night, the same is true.

Four soldiers with live ammunition were standing at the door, and warning signs were placed next to them:

"Family members are not allowed to enter!"

From Chen Shouyi's perspective.

These soldiers are not ordinary people, they are strong in shape, and each has a foundation in martial arts, and probably have the strength of a warrior apprentice.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped.

Chen Shouyi got off his bicycle and took out his martial arts certificate from his pocket.

A soldier took it in confusion and saw that his hand was trembling, and he almost dropped the ID to the ground: "Hello... Hello, I wonder if you are here?"

"Come and have a look!" Chen Shouyi said lightly.

The deterrent power of the martial arts certificate is still very strong. As long as it is not a confidential place, it will be unobstructed and the soldiers will be released immediately.

Chen Shouyi rode his bicycle into the gate and found that except for a cement road and building, most of the places inside were still in the foundation state. Not to mention that there was no greening, the entire ground had been burned recently, and the whole area was charred.

He withdrew his gaze, found the parking shed, and put the bicycle in place.

This is like another world.

The heat outside is hot, but here gives people a feeling of inexplicable coldness, with a dark and cold feeling.

"No wonder, the Martial Arts Academy would choose here to practice courage." He said in his heart: "There are probably a lot of spirits here."

Think about it, the safe area and the surrounding population are 500,000 or 600,000. Even in the past peace period, twenty or thirty people would die every day, not to mention now!

At this time, he found several officers in the distance, walking towards him with a passionate look on his face.

...

Interior of the conference room in the funeral home.

A lieutenant officer from a funeral home is telling students what to note.

The funeral home is almost a military camp, and all the work is taken over by the army, and each one has at least the strength of a warrior apprentice. In fact, in today's environment, ordinary people cannot work here.

"Everyone must act collectively, even when going to the bathroom... At night, you may see some weird things, hear some weird sounds, or even have hallucinations, but this is a normal phenomenon, don't be too curious..."

Chen Xingyue sat upright, her finger joints pinched white.

Dada dada...

She glanced at a boy in his twenties in the third row next to her and found that his feet were shaking.

Martial Arts College is different from ordinary schools.

Even the same class has a huge age difference. For example, Chen Xingyue’s senior class is 27 years old, and they are already married and have children, while the youngest is underage.

"Everyone is a martial artist apprentice, not an ordinary person, with a strong spirit. Under normal circumstances, nothing will happen."

At this time, an older student stood up and asked, "Report, do you mean that sometimes something happens?"

The officer was silent for a moment: "This situation rarely happens. In addition, I would like to remind you one last time, fearless in your heart, and ghosts are not invaded!"

He still concealed it. In fact, the frequency of accidents has become increasingly high recently. Just two days ago, a soldier suddenly attacked his companion madly while using the toilet. When the others arrived, the soldier had died. The crazy soldier also committed suicide strangely.

The superior has applied to abandon the funeral home and choose another place to build another place.

But this cannot be solved in a short time.

After the meeting, all students gave a pair of plastic gloves and a pair of masks.

The last ray of sunset had faded, the sky had become dark, and the gasoline lamps in the corridor were also lit up.

Chen Xingyue walked out of the conference room and looked around, but she didn't see his brother.

"Will you not come?"

"Have you changed your mind!"

She felt a little uneasy.

There was a faint stinking corpse in the air, and a gloomy cold wind blew, causing her skin to get goose bumps.

"Xingyue, what are you looking at?" A female voice came.

"No... nothing!" Chen Xingyue said hurriedly.

"I'm so scary here. I feel so furious in my heart. I won't really meet a ghost, right?" Wu Huifang said nervously.

Wu Huifang is only one year older than Chen Xingyue. Because of her similar age, the relationship between the two is the best.

"It's okay!" Chen Xingyue closed her hair and covered her up: "Didn't the officer just said that he was fearless in his heart and was not invaded by ghosts and gods, as long as he was not afraid."

"Xingyue, you are so brave."

...

After chatting for a while, the two heard the martial arts teacher clapping their hands and shouting loudly: "Okay, get together, now everyone will follow me to the morgue."

The students talked and laughed, with fear mixed with inexplicable excitement on their faces, and followed the martial arts teacher to the morgue not far away.

As soon as they entered, everyone subconsciously closed their mouths and suddenly became quiet.

Most of the room was filled with corpses.

The corpses were covered with white cloth and their bodies were tied up by ropes. Some of them were still bleeding, dripping from the cart, making ticking sounds.

The smell of blood, the smell of corpse, and the burning smell of burning next door mixed into an extremely diacritical smell.

At this time, a steam truck with a red cross on the front of the car stopped at the door.

Soon two soldiers walked off the train.

"Several!" Several soldiers in the morgue quickly stepped forward.

"Eighteen!" said one of the other party.

"It's all parasites?" a soldier asked in a low voice.

"Only one is not!"

All the soldiers immediately looked solemn when they heard this. Since the death toll from a parasite was sent last night, the death toll began to erupt. Today, the hospital sent more than fifty units, which were from the hospital. There were many more people who went directly to the funeral home before they had time to send them to the hospital.

Soon the car door opened, revealing the body inside a black body bag.

"Bring gloves and masks, come and help." said the martial arts teacher.

This is part of the teaching content, allowing students to overcome their fear of corpses and face them more naturally.

Fortunately, these students were much more courageous than ordinary people, but they did not shrink. Even Chen Xingyue had goose bumps on her skin, but she still endured the discomfort and carried a body with Wu Huifang and placed it on a flatbed cart with blood.

After the body was moved, the hospital truck quickly left.

Everything calmed down again.

...

Chen Xingyue secretly smelled the plastic gloves and felt a little disgusted. When she was putting the body, she accidentally touched the blood from the flatbed car. Now the gloves are stinking.

She wanted to go and wash her, but she didn't want to be too slutty in front of her classmates and teachers, so she had to force herself to endure it. As the class monitor and the strongest person in the class, she naturally had to set an example and strictly demanded herself.

From time to time, corpses were transported from outside.

The martial arts teacher discussed with the soldiers, so all the corpses were handed over to their students to line up to carry them, and many of them were not put in the body bag, and they had to contact the corpses directly during the transport.

The entire class had thirty-two people, but it was only over an hour before it was already a turn.
To be continued...