Chapter 489: Jianghu Emergency

When the Bai Bai Xiyuan and the back-row houses were built, who would have thought they would recruit female comrades? There was no preparation for this at all.

If only a separate house had been built in the Bai Bai Xiyuan back then, it wouldn't have led to the current situation where the single-wall warehouse is uninhabitable.

To say that building a house is too late, it can only be said to see about Yu Li's side, put Xilin...

"I am a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining or not, because I have no time."

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

"I applied for many jobs, but I was never hired. Perhaps no one likes someone who isn't good at speaking, doesn't like to communicate, and hasn't shown sufficient ability."

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

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

"The nights at the hospital were even colder than I had imagined. The wall lamps in the corridor weren't lit, and everywhere was dim; I could only rely on the faint light seeping out from the rooms to help me see where I was stepping."

"The smell there was unbearable. From time to time, the deceased would be stuffed into body bags and sent over, and we would work together to help move them into the morgue."

"It wasn't a very good job, but at least it allowed me to afford bread. I could also use the free time at night to study; after all, no one was willing to come to the morgue unless there were bodies that needed to be delivered or transported away for cremation. Of course, I didn't have enough money to buy books yet, and I saw no hope of saving any money for the time being."

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

"I dreamed of being able to rotate to the day shift. Now, I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up after night falls, which has made my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally throbs with pain."

"One day, the porters delivered a new body."

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

"I was a bit curious about him. After everyone had 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, looking very frightening under the extremely dim light."

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

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

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

"Looking at this former colleague, I wondered, if I kept going like this, when I got old, would 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 that those responsible for these matters wouldn't find it troublesome and just throw them into some river or wasteland."

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

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

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

"After that day, every time I slept, I always dreamed of a thick fog."

"I had a premonition that something would happen soon, a premonition that sooner or later, something that I didn't know if I could call human would come looking for me. But no one was willing to believe me; they thought that in such an environment and with such a job, my mind had become abnormal and I needed to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting at the bar looked at the narrator 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 round hat beside him.

He looked ordinary, just like most people in the tavern: black hair, light blue eyes, neither good-looking nor ugly, lacking any obvious features.

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

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

"And then?"

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"Then I quit my job 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.

The male guest was taken aback:

"Everything you just said was bragging?"

"Hahaha." 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 loser whose engagement was broken by his fiancée because of poverty, and today he's become a morgue guard!"

"Right, talking about thirty years on the east side of the Selenzo River, thirty years on the right side of the Selenzo River, just babbling nonsense!" another tavern regular added.

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

The black-haired young man called Lu Mian propped himself up on 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 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 brightly:

"It seems she writes really well."

"Sorry, I let you misunderstand."

The man in the brown tweed jacket with the ordinary appearance didn't get 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.

The guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Cos."

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

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

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, his yellow hair dusted with powder, his not-so-large eyes a color slightly deeper than lake blue. He wore a white waistcoat, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers, clearly having dressed up carefully before going out.

He looked quite cold and didn't really look at the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

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

She eyes were the same color as her hair, and the look she cast at Lu Mian carried undisguised amusement; she seemed to find what had just happened merely interesting.

Under the tavern's gas wall lamps, the woman named Leah revealed a pert nose and beautifully curved lips; in a countryside village like Cordu, she definitely qualified as a beauty.

She wore a white, unpleated cashmere tight-fitting dress, paired with a beige little coat and a pair of Massier long boots. There were two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots respectively. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way, very eye-catching, making many men stare straight at her.

In their eyes, this must be the kind of fashionable attire only found in big cities like the provincial capital Bigor 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?" Leah blurted out.

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

Ryan Cos explained for Leah:

"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:

"Anyone who has had contact with sailors or sea merchants knows that there is a saying circulating on the Five Seas:"

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than run into someone 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 the topic and said to Lu Mian:

"Thank you for your story; it deserves a drink. What would you like?"

"A 'Green Fairy'." Lu Mian was not at all polite 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 can lead to mental confusion and cause you to have hallucinations."

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

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 allows our spirits to get greater relaxation."

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

"Spicy Heart" was a famous fruit shochu.

"Why don't you give me a 'Green Fairy' too? I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can tell you the whole situation about this kid!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed Lu Mian for telling stories every day shouted dissatisfiedly, "Outsider, I can tell, you all still have doubts about whether that story is true or false!"

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

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lu Mian added:

"Why can't I tell it myself? That way I can drink another '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 credibility."

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

Ryan looked at him and asked for confirmation:

"Is that okay?"

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

"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 hasn't left since. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen. How could he possibly go to a hospital to be a morgue guard? Hmm, the nearest hospital to us is in Daliege at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk to."

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

She tilted her head slightly, producing 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 drank 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. ===== CHAPTER 490 =====