At this time, all the leaders of the hospital were out of class, and the revolutionary committee presided over the work. The director of the revolutionary committee was the chef of the original food group. He was born in a poor peasant.After hearing about this incident, he was furious and decided to go out in person to find out this pretending counter-revolutionary.It was one o'clock in the middle of the night after the winter solstice. The director took two militiamen with guns and quietly touched the door of the morgue.

It was freezing cold, and the north wind was howling. The two militiamen were reluctant, but at this time they were already frightened.After a while, I heard the sound of standing at attention.

The director shook his heart and said to the militiamen: "Let's rush in and turn on the lights first. If the counter-revolutionaries dare to resist, they will shoot and kill them." So the militiamen kicked the door open, and the three rushed in. As soon as I opened it, my eyes lit up, the voltage was not enough, and it was still dark. The first room was normal, and about thirty corpses were lying quietly, covered with white sheets.The same goes for the second room. .

On the innermost wall of the third room, there were five corpses standing in a row, stiff and cold, imposing, motionless, and it was impossible to tell which one was a ghost or a counter-revolutionary.The three were dumbfounded.

However, the director had a way, called a militiaman, and went to the inpatient department to get a stethoscope.He wants to "hear out" the counter-revolutionary. The first one is the female Red Guard who died in battle. The bullet wounded from the back of the head to the front of the face. A 7mm rifle bullet went into a small hole the size of a thumb, and when it came out, the entire front face was wounded. It's all gone, and the contents of her brain have flowed cleanly, leaving only a glowing red cranial cavity. Her comrades put on a clean and fitting military uniform for her, and she was cleaned up. She has a good figure and fair skin. She must have been beautiful when she was alive. .

The director listened carefully and determined that it was a dead person without a heartbeat.

The second was an old man who died of illness. The wasting disease had reduced him to a handful of dry bones, almost a skeleton.Wearing a rough shroud, with a frowning face, the director listened carefully, but there was no heartbeat.

The two militiamen were so frightened that they raised their guns and were ready to shoot at any time.

But at this time, the voltage was unstable, the lights were flickering, ghosts were everywhere, and the corpse under the white cloth seemed to get up at any moment.Only the director was sweating profusely listening to the heartbeat of each corpse.

The third corpse was a young man who was wounded by anti-aircraft shells at close range. His upper body was naked, and the flesh on his entire chest was torn off by the shells, exposing his white ribs and sternum, and the dark red intercostal muscles hung with congealed blood clots.Painful.There seemed to be tears on his face covered in smoke and dust.The director is here, with a fleshless chest, and really doesn't know where to listen. After a rough listen, it doesn't look like he is pretending to be a ghost.

The fourth is a strange-looking deceased, about 40-year-old intellectual, without any scars, only eyes, ears, mouth, and nose are covered with blood, it seems to be the kind of counter-revolutionary who cut himself off from the people Hei, with a miserable and strange smile, as if happy to go to another world and no longer be tortured.The director ordered the gun to be aimed at him, which was most like playing dead.I listened and listened, but there was no heartbeat.

In fact, the director couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't get out of the way now.

Otherwise, what is the face of the director of the revolutionary committee!

So, the director decided to leave after listening to the fifth one, and bring more people tomorrow.

The fifth one was also killed in battle. He was tall and strong, his face was covered with blood, and there was a hole in his head the size of a skeleton (probably shot through the forehead by an anti-aircraft gun), and through the hole in the forehead, everyone Yellowish walls can be seen on the walls.This man was wearing a military uniform full of blood stains and bullet holes. He rolled his eyes and refused to close them. When he approached, he smelled a foul stench. I thought, the corpses stink in the winter, and I don't know how long it has stopped.

But still with a disgusted expression, he put the stethoscope on, and the corpse howled and hugged the director. . . . . .

When the militiaman saw this, he also howled, and the two turned around and ran away, regardless of the director's life or death. . . . . . . . . .

It was already dawn when the two militiamen came back with all their troops.

The tall and strong body disappeared, and the director lay on the ground, out of breath, frightened to death.

The official term is: Sudden death due to the excessive secretion of adrenaline and the heart's inability to bear the load. . . . .

After such a thing happened, of course nothing happened. It was impossible to tell the outside world that the director was frightened to death by a corpse, and that corpse disappeared inexplicably, because the two militiamen who were present at the time saw that corpse with their own eyes. On the forehead of the corpse, there is a hole the size of a skeleton, so it must be dead.

So at that time, these unclaimed corpses were buried behind the hospital in this way. I don’t know how many corpses were buried. Until the world changed, the hospital was finally demolished and private houses were built. Of course, there were haunting incidents. It was also demolished, and a school was built, but the school was demolished within a few years of opening. It is said that at that time, someone took a fancy to this land and planned to engage in real estate development.

After reading the incidents in the mortuary during the □□ period, the pictures in the book of life and death flowed until 2012. Of course, I also saw that what Xiaozhi’s father said was that Hou Wenchun’s wife Dong’er was killed. It also proved that Xiaofeng's father did not lie, and the murders were all true.

I originally thought that the book of life and death was over like this, but how could I know that the picture didn’t stop, I saw that Dong’er was indeed not buried under the new foundation in the picture, but at this time, I actually heard the sound of “Wow”, a grandma baby crying.

"My God! Could it be that after Dong'er died, the child in her stomach was still alive, and the child was born smoothly!" I looked at Cui Xiaosheng, with a shocked expression on my face.

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