###Chapter74,Eating People
Although the number of dead bodies I have seen in my life is not as many as the number of ghosts, I basically know what a dead person should look like. It is quiet, not like a dead person, but like a sleeping person in a dream, especially the smile on the corner of the mouth is really too strange.
"Minghui, what do you think is going on?" I asked while lowering my head in silence. It wasn't until now that I realized that there wasn't any sound other than my breathing. I looked frantically in the direction of the light. Where was the light? Suddenly, the entire morgue sank into darkness. No one who was in the darkness would feel good, and the one in the dark would definitely feel bad.
[Minghui, Minghui, Minghui, where are you? My heart is beating fast, and I ha
