Chapter 653

Dorothy watched with great satisfaction.

"Those two spirit stones just now were not given in vain; your sacrifice is worth it."

The Home Witch blinked her eyes, thinking this with great relief.

Originally, Miss Shenwu looked somewhat sickly due to her long-term lack of power, but after receiving the nourishment just now, her whole person...

"I am a failure, and I hardly pay attention to whether the sun is shining or not, because I have no time.

"My parents couldn't provide me with support, my academic qualifications aren't high, and I am alone in the city searching for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but none of them hired me; perhaps no one likes someone who isn't good at speaking, doesn't like to communicate, and hasn't shown enough ability."

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

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

"The nights at the hospital were colder than I imagined. The wall lamps in the corridor weren't lit, and it was dim everywhere; I could only rely on the little bit of light seeping out from the rooms to help me see my feet.

"The smell there was very unpleasant. From time to time, the deceased were brought in stuffed in body bags, and we would cooperate to help move them into the morgue.

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

"I have to thank my former colleague. If he hadn't suddenly resigned, I might not have even been able to get a job like this.

"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 with pain.

"One day, the movers brought in a new corpse.

"I heard from others that this was my former colleague who had suddenly resigned.

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

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

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and all his clothes had been taken off; not even a piece of cloth was left for him."

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

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

"Looking at this former colleague, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I be the same as him..."

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

"This will 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 stuffed it back into the cabinet."

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

"After 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 something that I don't know if it can be called human will come to find me, but no one is willing to believe me, thinking that in such an environment and such a job, my mind has become abnormal and I need to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting in front of the bar looked at 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, and a simple dark round hat at his side.

He looked ordinary, just like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes; he wasn't good-looking, nor was he ugly, lacking any obvious features.

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

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

"Then?

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"Then I resigned and returned to the countryside, coming here to brag to you."

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

That male guest was stunned for a moment:

"What you just told was 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. What he tells every day is different. Yesterday he was still a loser whose engagement was broken by his fiancée because of poverty, and today he has become a corpse guard!"

"Right, saying something about thirty years on the east side of the Sailunzuohe River, thirty years on the right side of the Sailunzuohe River, just knowing how to talk nonsense!" another tavern regular followed up.

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

The black-haired young man called Lu Mian supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, 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 she's even a columnist for some 'Novel Weekly'."

After speaking, he turned his body, spread his hands to the outsider, and smiled brightly:

"It seems she writes really well.

"Sorry, I let you misunderstand."

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

"A very interesting story.

"How should I address you?"

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

The guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Cos.

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

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

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with some powder on his yellow hair, eyes that weren't very big but had a color deeper than lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers; he had clearly been carefully dressed before going out.

His expression was quite indifferent, and he didn't look much 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 serving 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 only interesting.

Under the illumination of the tavern's gas wall lamp, the woman named Liya revealed a pretty nose and beautifully curved lips, which definitely qualified as a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.

She was wearing a white unpleated cashmere tight-fitting dress, paired with a beige small coat 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 was jingling all the way, which was very eye-catching, making many men stare straight at her.

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

Lu Mian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lu Mian Lee, you can just call me Lu Mian."

"Lee?" Liya blurted out.

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

Ryan Cos explained for Liya:

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

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

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

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than run into a person named Frank Lee.

"That person's surname is also Lee."

"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 was not polite at all and sat back down.

Ryan Cos frowned slightly and said:

"'Green Fairy'... Absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body. This kind of alcohol may cause mental confusion and make you hallucinate."

"I didn't expect the fashion trend of Trier to have spread here." Liya on the side 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 make our spirits get 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 shochu.

"Why don't you give me a glass of 'Green Fairy' too? I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can tell you the situation of this kid exactly as it is!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed that Lu Mian tells stories every day shouted dissatisfiedly, "Outsider, I can tell, you still have doubts about the truth of that story!"

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

Without waiting for Ryan to 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 named 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, watching the bartender push a glass of pale green liquid in front of him.

Ryan looked at him and asked for his opinion:

"Is it okay?"

"No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these drinks." Lu Mian didn't care at all.

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

Pierre was suddenly all smiles:

"Generous outsider, this kid is the one who loves pranks the most 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 go to the hospital to be a corpse guard? Hmm, the nearest hospital to us is in Daliezh at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk."

"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's surname 'Lee', and even the name 'Lu Mian' was given 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 was exposed like this.