Chapter 39: Sneaking into the Crematorium at Night (Part 2)
"Hey, Mummy, what's that?" Chenchen was exceptionally brave when fighting, but had a fatal weakness - he was afraid of ghosts. He once watched a horror movie and was so scared that he didn't dare go to the toilet for an entire night. Every time he sat down, he felt like someone was touching his butt...
Wang Mumu looked in the direction that Chenchen was pointing, and all he saw was a large red carpet laid out on the road. It was particularly eye-catching at night. This was the path that the drum and bugle corps would take to carry the coffin...
"My god, I finally found JB, no mistake it's here, and they even laid out a red carpet, pretty damn romantic!!" Wang Mumu was a bit silly, running over with a big smile on his face, Chenchen pulling on his clothes, following behind him, walking in small steps.
"Look at your little B courage, are you a man?!!" Wang Muming was quite unhappy and pulled Chenchen's hand, the two walked along the red carpet to the end, only to find it was a large iron gate, locked, and couldn't be opened.
"Woodwood, this place is a bit freaking weird, how can there still be ashes from burning paper!!" Chenchen's legs were trembling with fear as she pointed at the floating ashes in mid-air.
"It's possible that someone died in the village, and it drifted over here. What a big fuss! Let's hurry up and find the door!" Wang MuMu said, and started searching around. You wouldn't believe it, but he actually found the door. This door was particularly small, with a guard room at the entrance, but there was no one inside.
"Mu Mu, let's call Wei Wei... Don't go in there, it's pitch black and really scary!!" Chen Chen's voice was already shaking with tears.
"Can't you stop being so stingy, it costs two cents to make a phone call, we're already here, don't waste the phone bill anymore, hurry up!!" Wang Mumu said, treating money as his life, urging Chenchen.
Two people walked down the corridor under the dim light of a 50-watt bulb, their leather shoes echoing loudly in the hallway, which was quite frightening. The doors on both sides of the corridor were tightly closed, with small signs hanging on them that read "Rose Hall", "Xiantai Hall"......
"Kuai Kuai, you said the second floor VIP hall, right? Let's go up!!" Wang Mu Mu quickly found a staircase and headed upstairs. In the middle of the corridor, there was a large mirror accompanied by dim lighting, which was extremely frightening.
"Big brother, I'm begging you, I'm dying, don't go in, okay? Or let Weiwei come out and pick us up, okay?" Chenchen pulled at Wang Mumu, not letting him leave.
"I'm so damn regretful for bringing you here, okay, I'll give him a call!!" Wang Mumu took out his trusty mobile phone, the Super Invincible N93.
"What are you doing?" Just then, an old voice suddenly appeared, echoing in the corridor.
A classic scene appeared, Chen and Wang followed the sound to look over, only to see a 60-year-old old man holding a flashlight, staring at them. The old man's hair was white, his face was full of wrinkles, and with the light from the flashlight, he looked pale and extremely frightening.
"Who are you...... ah...... a security guard?" Wang Mumu looked at the old man and was also a bit scared, plucking up the courage to ask.
"Who are you? What brings you to this place?" The old man looked at Wang Mu's outfit and took a step back, asking cautiously.
"I'm here for dinner, where is the VIP room on the second floor?" Wang Mu Mu looked at the old man with a blank expression.
"This is a crematorium!!" The old man was also ill, and when he said this sentence, the corner of his mouth twitched, matching the hoarse voice, which was not ordinary scary.
"My god, I'm going to your mom's, ghost!!!" Chenchen suddenly went crazy, swung open her two long legs and ran wildly with all her might, her crotch a wet patch.
Wang Mumu was fearless, not intimidated by the old man at all. He shouted in a loud and hoarse voice: "You're the ghost! You're paralyzed!!" After finishing speaking, he swung his fist and rushed to hit the old man.
The old man was extremely irritable and started fighting with Wang Mu, shouting: "I'll beat you to death, stealing things from even the dead, I'll settle this tonight!!"
Morning morning wet pants, all the way to grab life and crazy run, wet pants, instantly frozen stiff, while running, pants transmitted "crackling" friction sound.
Two hours later, I received a call from Wang Muming. The police on the phone said: "Hello, do you have a classmate named Wang Muming?"
"What's wrong?" I asked in puzzlement.
"He broke into a crematorium at night and injured the old man on duty. Now he's here with us, come over to pay the fine and take him away!!"
"How much money?"
"They want 1,000 yuan, it's not a big deal, just settle it privately!"
"What if there's no money?"
"No payment, 15 days of administrative detention!"
"Then just detain him!" I slammed the phone down, this stupid guy is really getting on my nerves. He wouldn't let him go, and when he did, he even got into a fight with someone. What a waste of money! I lay in bed for over 10 minutes thinking about who to borrow money from. If I just called Xiao Ge, the problem would definitely be solved, but I really didn't have the nerve to ask. And it was also embarrassing to call Wang Yunyao again since I had just borrowed money from her recently.
"Ah, it's all because of Weiwei this idiot, let him deal with it!" I thought for a moment and dialed Weiwei's phone number, telling him what had happened. He was also quite helpless, didn't expect Wang Muming to actually go there. He discussed with Zhang Meng and Qiao MiMi, and they came up with 800 yuan together, we all went to the police station.
Outside the interrogation room, we saw Wang Mumu through the glass. His wax-like skin had melted away, his hair was stuck to his face in clumps, his eye sockets were black and blue, his clothes were torn into strips, and he stared blankly ahead with a dull gaze.
After we finished paying the fine and bailing him out, as soon as we walked out of the police station, Wang Mumu saw Yang Lei and his eyes suddenly blazed with fury. Gnashing his teeth, he said: "Yang Lei, today it's either you or me, one of us is definitely going to go eat at Erhuo Restaurant!"
"I was just kidding with you, who knew you'd actually go, and you wouldn't even give me a call?" Weiwei cursed while running.
I didn't have time to bother with them, because Chenchen was lost and didn't know where she went, and wasn't with Wang Muming either. I helplessly dialed Chenchen's phone number, the phone rang for over ten seconds before it finally connected.
"Where the hell is he?"
"I don't know, I'm so scared to death! Wang Muming is dead, he's been possessed by a ghost, he's dead, it's all my fault, he must be dead, I'm no good, I ran away, I was really afraid of the ghost... Sorry......!!" Chenchen said tearfully from the other side.
"It's nothing, he was killed by a ghost, look at you, is there any road sign next to you?!"
"Wang Mu Mu is fine!" Chen Chen heard that I was joking and asked with a stable mood.
"It's nothing, that's a crematorium, he got into a fight with the old man on duty, we're together, take a look if there are any road signs next to you, I'll come pick you up!!"
"Oh, wait!!" After three or four minutes, Chenchen yelled out: "I'm on the Beijing-Shenyang highway, I've run out for over 40 miles!!!"
