Chapter 609: Dangerous Person

In the coffin, Sophie Liya frowned slightly.

First of all, emphasize one point: it is definitely not because of jealousy of the big miss who is flirting everywhere like a dog in heat outside. This point alone is absolutely impossible...

At least not yet.

Even after the Witch's...

"I am a failure. I almost don't pay attention to whether the sun is shining or not, because there is no time.

"My parents couldn't provide me with support, and my education wasn't high. I was alone in the city looking for the future.

"I found many jobs, but I couldn't be hired. Maybe no one likes someone who is not good at speaking, doesn't love communication, and hasn't shown enough ability.

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"I only ate two pieces of bread for three whole days. Hunger made me unable to sleep at night. Fortunately, I paid a month's rent in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement, without having to endure the unusually cold wind of winter outside.

"Finally, I found a job, working the night shift at the hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The night at the hospital was colder than I imagined. The wall lamps in the corridor were not lit, and it was dim everywhere. I could only rely on the little light that penetrated from the room to see my feet.

"The smell there was unpleasant. From time to time, the dead were stuffed into body bags and sent over. We cooperated to help move them into the morgue.

"This is not a good job, but at least it allows me to afford bread. The free time at night can also be used for study. After all, no one wants to come to the morgue unless there are corpses that need to be sent or transported away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books, and I don't see any hope of saving money yet.

"I have to thank my predecessor colleague. If it weren't for his sudden resignation, I might not have been able to get such a job.

"I dream of being able to rotate to the day shift. Now I always sleep when the sun comes out and get up after night falls, which makes my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally throbs.

"One day, the mover sent a new corpse. 【609

"According to others, this was my former colleague who suddenly resigned.

"I was a bit curious about him, so after everyone left, I pulled out the cabinet and quietly opened the body bag.

"He was an old man, his face blue and white, covered in wrinkles; he looked very frightening in the extremely dim light.

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and his clothes had all been stripped off, not even leaving him a scrap of fabric.

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"I saw a strange mark on his chest, blue-black in color; I can't describe its specific shape, the light at the time was just too dim.

"I reached out and touched that mark, but there was nothing special about it.

"Looking at this former colleague, I wondered, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I end up like him...

"I told him that tomorrow I would accompany him to the crematorium and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so those responsible for these things wouldn't find it troublesome and just throw them in some random river or wasteland.

"This would sacrifice a morning of my sleep, but fortunately, it will be Sunday soon, so I can make up for it.

"After saying that, I fixed the body bag and shoved it back into the cabinet.

"The light in the room seemed to get even dimmer...

"Since that day, every time I sleep, I always dream of a thick fog.

"I have a premonition that something will happen soon, a premonition that sooner or later, things that I don't know if I can call human will come looking for me, but no one is willing to believe me; they think that in such an environment and with such a job, my mind has become abnormal and I need to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting at the bar looked toward the storyteller who had suddenly stopped:

"And then?"

This male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers, his hair pressed very flat, with a simple dark bowler hat by his side.

He looked ordinary, just like most people in the tavern: black hair, light blue eyes, not handsome, not ugly, lacking any obvious features.

And the storyteller in his eyes was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with a tall, straight figure and slender limbs, also with short black hair and light blue eyes, yet with deep-set features that could make one's eyes light up.

This young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:

"And then?

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"And then I resigned and went back to the countryside to come here and brag to you."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, a smile with a hint of mischief.

That male guest was stunned for a moment:

"The things you just told were bragging?"

"Haha." A burst of laughter erupted around the bar.

As the laughter subsided slightly, a thin, middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

"Outsider, you actually believed Lu Mian's story? He tells a different one every day; yesterday he was a poor wretch whose engagement was broken off by his fiancée, and today he's become a corpse keeper!"

"Right, talking about thirty years on the east side of the Sailunzuohe River, thirty years on the right side of the Sailunzuohe River—he only knows how to babble nonsense!" another tavern regular added.

They were all farmers from this large village of Kordu, wearing short jackets that were either black, gray, or brown.

The black-haired young man called Lu Mian leaned on the bar with both hands, slowly stood up, and said with a smile:

"You know, this isn't a story I made up; it was all written by my sister. She loves writing stories the most and is even a columnist for some 'Novel Weekly'."

After speaking, he turned his body, spread his hands toward the outsider, and smiled brilliantly:

"It seems she really writes well.

"Sorry for letting you misunderstand."

That man in the brown tweed jacket with the ordinary appearance was not angry; he stood up as well and responded with a smile:

"A very interesting story.

"What should I call you?"

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lu Mian laughed.

That guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Kesi.

"These two are my companions, Valentine and Liya."

The latter sentence referred to the man and woman sitting right next to him.

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with some powder on his yellow hair; his eyes, which were not very large, had a color a bit deeper than lake blue. He wore a white waistcoat, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers, and had clearly been meticulously dressed before going out.

He had a rather cold expression and didn't really look at the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complex bun, wrapped in a white veil that served as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her gaze toward Lu Mian carried undisguised amusement; she seemed to find what had just happened merely interesting.

Under the tavern's gas wall lamp, this woman named Liya revealed a pert nose and beautifully curved lips; in a countryside village like Kordu, she could definitely be called a beauty.

She wore a white, unpleated cashmere tight-fitting dress, paired with a beige little jacket and a pair of Ma Xier long boots. There were also two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots respectively. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way, which was very eye-catching and made many men stare blankly.

In their eyes, this must be the kind of fashionable attire only found in big cities like the provincial capital Bigeer or the capital city of Trier.

Lu Mian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lu Mian Li; you can just call me Lu Mian."

"Li?" Liya blurted out.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with my surname?" Lu Mian asked curiously.

Ryan Kesi helped Liya explain:

"This surname of yours is terrifying; I almost couldn't control my voice just now."

Seeing the surrounding farmers and herdsmen looking puzzled, he explained further:

"Those who have had contact with sailors and sea merchants all know that there is a saying circulating on the Five Seas:

"Better to encounter those pirate generals or even kings than to run into a person named Frank Li.

"That person's surname is also Li."

"Is he very scary?" Lu Mian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

"I'm not sure, but since there is such a legend, it certainly won't be bad."

He ended this topic and said to Lu Mian:

"Thank you for your story; it's worth a drink. What would you like?"

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." Lu Mian didn't stand on ceremony at all and sat back down.

Ryan Kesi frowned slightly and said:

"'Green Fairy'... Absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you that wormwood is harmful to the human body; this kind of alcohol can lead to mental confusion and make you hallucinate."

"I didn't expect the fashion trends of Trier to have already spread here." Liya, who was beside him, added with a smile.

Lu Mian said "Oh":

"So people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'...

"For us, life is already hard enough; there's no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of alcohol can let our spirits achieve greater relaxation."

"Alright." Ryan sat back in his seat and looked at the bartender, "A glass of 'Green Fairy', and add a glass of 'Spicy Heart' for me."

"Spicy Heart" is a famous fruit brandy.

"Why don't you get me a 'Green Fairy' too? I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can even tell you the situation of this kid from beginning to end!" the thin, middle-aged man who had first exposed Lu Mian for telling stories every day shouted with dissatisfaction, "Outsider, I can tell that you are still skeptical about the truth of that story!"

"Pierre, you really can do anything for a free drink!" Lu Mian responded loudly.

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lu Mian added:

"Why can't I tell it myself? That way I can drink another glass of 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because they don't know whether to believe the situation you're talking about." The middle-aged man called Pierre laughed triumphantly, "The story your sister loves to tell children the most is 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'; people who always lie will inevitably lose their credibility."

"Alright." Lu Mian shrugged his shoulders and watched the bartender push a glass of pale green liquid toward him.

Ryan looked at him and asked for confirmation:

"Is this okay?"

"No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these drinks." Lu Mian was completely indifferent.

"Then another 'Green Fairy'." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was suddenly all smiles:

"Generous outsider, this kid is the biggest prankster in the village; you must stay away from him.

"Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister Aurore and has never left since. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen years old; how could he possibly go to a hospital to be a corpse keeper? Hmm, the hospital nearest to us is in Daliezh at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk to."

"Brought back to the village?" Liya asked keenly.

She tilted her head slightly, bringing out a jingling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, he followed Aurore and took the surname 'Li', and even the name 'Lu Mian' was chosen by Aurore."

"I've forgotten what I was originally called." Lu Mian took a sip of absinthe and said with a grin.

It seemed that he was not at all inferior or ashamed that his past had been exposed like this.