Chapter 512

Ding Fengxia looked at Gu Ning.

Because just as Li Xuewu was expressing his opinion, Gu Ning spoke first: "We will take care of it ourselves."

Li Xuewu looked at Gu Ning; he didn't expect Gu Ning to say that, or rather, he didn't expect Gu Ning to be so firm in front of her mother.

Since Gu...

"I am a failure, barely noticing whether the sun is shining or not, because there is no time."

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

"I found many jobs, but I couldn't get hired; 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 went three whole days eating only two pieces 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 to endure the abnormally cold winter wind."

"Finally, I found a job, keeping watch at the hospital, keeping watch over the morgue."

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

"The smell there is very unpleasant. From time to time, the deceased are stuffed into body bags and sent over, and we 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 be used for studying. After all, no one is willing to come to the morgue unless there are bodies that need to be sent over or transported away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books yet, and I don't see any hope of saving money at the moment."

"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 wake up after night falls, which has made my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally throbs with pain."

"One day, the movers sent over a new body."

"Listening to others, this is that former colleague of mine who 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 blue and white, covered in wrinkles, looking very scary under the very dim light."

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

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

"I reached out and touched that mark; 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 it up."

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

"The light in the room seemed 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 looking for 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, with a simple dark round hat beside his hand.

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

And the storyteller in his eyes was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with a tall stature and slender limbs, also with short black hair and light blue eyes, but with deep facial 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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"Then I resigned and returned 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:

"What you just told was bragging?"

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

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

"Outsider, you actually believe Lu Mian's stories? 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 keeper!"

"Right, talking about thirty years east of the Sailunzuohe River, thirty years west of the Sailunzuohe River, only knowing how to babble!" 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 young man with black hair 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 is 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."

That man wearing a 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 smiled.

That 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, with yellow hair dusted with powder, eyes that were not large but had a color slightly deeper than lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue tweed coat, and black trousers; he had clearly dressed up carefully before going out.

He looked quite indifferent 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 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, this woman named Leah revealed a pretty nose and beautifully curved lips, a beauty in a countryside village like Kordu.

She wore a white pleated cashmere tight dress, paired with a beige small coat and a pair of Ma Xier long boots; the veil and boots were also tied with two small silver bells. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way, which was very eye-catching, making many men stare straight at her.

In their eyes, this must be the 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 Li; you can call me Lu Mian directly."

"Li?" Leah blurted out.

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

Ryan Cos explained for Leah:

"Your surname 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 been in 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 meet 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 do you want?"

"A '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 wine may cause mental confusion and make you hallucinate."

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

Lu Mian said "Oh":

"So Trier people 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 wine can make our spirits 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" is 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 situation of this kid from beginning to end!" the thin middle-aged man who first exposed that Lu Mian told stories every day shouted with dissatisfaction, "Outsider, I can tell that you are still suspicious of 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 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because they don't know whether to believe the situation you said." The middle-aged man named Pierre smiled triumphantly, "The story your sister loves to tell children 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 wine 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 'Green Fairy'." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was full of 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; how could he possibly go to the hospital to be a corpse keeper? Hmm, the hospital closest to us is in Daliezh 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, bringing out a jingling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, he followed Aurore's surname 'Li', 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 was exposed like this.