Chapter 796: Capture

"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, my education was not high, and I was alone in the city looking for the future.

"I found many jobs, but none of them were hired. Maybe no one likes a person 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 the rent for a month in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement, without having to go outside to endure the abnormally cold wind in winter.

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

"The night at the hospital was colder than I thought. 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 help me see my feet.

"The smell there was very bad. From time to time, the deceased were stuffed into body bags and sent over, and we cooperated to help him move into the morgue.

"This is not a very 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 yet, and I can't see the hope of saving money for the time being.

"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 be responsible for the day. Now I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up after the night comes, which makes my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally twitches with pain.

"One day, the mover sent a new corpse.

"I heard from others that this is my predecessor colleague who suddenly resigned.

"I was a little 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, full of wrinkles, and he looked very scary under the very dim light.

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and all his clothes were 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, and I couldn't describe the specific appearance. The light at that time was really too dim.

"I reached out and touched the mark, 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 said to him, tomorrow I will accompany him to the crematorium and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those who are responsible for these things don't find it troublesome, and just throw them in a river or a wasteland.

"This will sacrifice one morning of my sleep, but fortunately, it will be Sunday soon, and I can make it up.

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

"The light in the room seems to be darker...

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

"I have a premonition that something will happen soon, and I have a premonition that sooner or later something that I don't know if it can be called a 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 spirit has become abnormal and I need to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting at the bar looked at the narrator who 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 beside his hand.

He looked ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair, light blue eyes, not good-looking, not ugly, and lacking obvious features.

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

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

"And then?

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

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

The male guest was stunned:

"Are you bragging about what you just said?"

"Haha." A burst of laughter broke out around the bar.

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

"Outsider, you actually believe Lumian's story. He tells something different every day. Yesterday he was a down-and-out guy whose engagement was broken by his fiancée because of poverty, and today he became a corpse guard!"

"Yes, saying something about thirty years on the east side of the Selenzo River, thirty years on the right side of the Selenzo River, only knowing how to talk nonsense!" Another tavern regular followed.

They were all farmers in Kordu, a large village, wearing short jackets that were black, gray, or brown.

The black-haired young man called Lumian braced his hands on the bar, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:

"You know, this is not a story I made up, it was written by my sister. She likes writing stories the most, and she is also a columnist for "Novel Weekly"."

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

"It seems she wrote it really well.

"Sorry, I made you misunderstand."

The man in the brown tweed jacket, who looked ordinary, 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?" Lumian smiled.

The guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Kos.

"These two are my companions Valentine and Leah."

The latter sentence referred to the man and woman sitting right beside them.

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, his yellow hair dusted with powder, his eyes—not particularly large—a shade deeper than lake blue. He wore a white vest, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers, clearly having dressed with great care before heading out.

He looked quite indifferent and didn't look at the farmers and herdsmen around him much.

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

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

Under the glow of the tavern's gas wall lamp, this woman named Leah revealed a dainty nose and beautifully curved lips; in a countryside place like Cordu Village, 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 Marsil boots. There were two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots respectively. When she had walked into the tavern just now, she had jingled all the way, attracting much attention and causing many men to stare blankly.

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

Lumian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lumian Li, you can call me Lumian."

"Li?" Leah blurted out.

"What's wrong, is there any problem with my surname?" Lumian asked curiously.

Ryan Cos helped Leah explain:

"Your surname is terrifying. I almost couldn't control my voice just now."

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

"People who have been in contact with sailors and sea merchants all know that there is such a saying on the Five Seas:

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than meet a person named Frank Li.

"That person's surname is also Li."

"Is he terrible?" Lumian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

"I don't know, but since there is such a legend, it must not be bad."

He ended this topic and said to Lumian:

"Thank you for your story, it is worth a drink, what do you want?"

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." Lumian was not polite at all and sat down again.

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 wine may cause mental confusion and make you have hallucinations."

"I didn't expect the fashion trend of Trier to have spread here." Leah added with a smile.

Lumian said "Oh":

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

"For us, life is hard enough, there is no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of wine can make our spirits get greater relaxation."

"Okay." 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'? I told you the truth just now, and I can tell you the situation of this kid exactly!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed that Lumian was telling stories every day shouted dissatisfiedly, "Outsider, I can see that you still have doubts about the truth of that story!"

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

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lumian added:

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

"Because they don't know whether to believe the situation you said." The middle-aged man named Pierre said triumphantly, "The story your sister loves to tell children most is 'The Wolf is Coming'. People who always lie will inevitably lose their credit."

"Okay." Lumian shrugged his shoulders, watching the bartender push a glass of pale green wine in front of him.

Ryan looked at him, asking for his opinion:

"Is it okay?"

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

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

Pierre was instantly all smiles:

"Generous outsider, this kid is the person who loves pranks 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 never left again. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen years old, how could he go to the hospital to be a corpse guard? Well, the nearest hospital to us is Daliege at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk."

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

She tilted her head slightly, producing a jingling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, he followed Aurore's surname 'Li', and even the name 'Lumian' was taken by Aurore."

"I forgot what it was originally called." Lumian took a sip of absinthe and said with a smile.

It seems that he is not inferior or ashamed that his past was exposed like this. ===== CHAPTER 797 =====