His intention was to make them fearful.Just now, when that Deputy General Zhao found out his identity, he started digging a hole for him, asking him to bring out the Third Princess. To be honest, he..."I'm a failure. I hardly ever notice if it's sunny or not because I don't have time."

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

I applied for many jobs, but I wasn't hired for any of them. Maybe it's because no one likes someone who is not 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 kept me from sleeping at night. Luckily, I had paid a month's rent in advance so I could still stay in that dark basement and avoid the biting winter wind outside.

Finally, I found a job, working the night shift at a hospital, keeping watch over the morgue.

"The hospital at night was colder than I expected. The hallway lamps were unlit, making everything dim. I could only see my feet by the faint light spilling out of the rooms."

The smell there was awful, and from time to time, we would help carry the dead who were stuffed in body bags into the morgue.

“This isn't a great job, but at least it lets me afford bread. And I can use the free time at night to study. After all, not many people want to come to the morgue unless there's a body to be brought in or taken away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books yet, and I can't see a way to save up anytime soon.”

I have to thank my former colleague. If he hadn't suddenly resigned, I probably wouldn't even have gotten this job.

I dream of being able to switch shifts and work during the day. Now, I sleep when the sun is out and wake up when it's night, which has made my body a bit weak and my head occasionally aches.

One day, the movers brought in a new corpse.

According to others, this is my former colleague who suddenly quit.

I was a little curious about him. After everyone left, I pulled out the drawer and quietly opened the body bag.

He was an old man, his face pale and sallow with wrinkles everywhere. In the very dim light, he looked quite frightening.

He didn't have much hair, most of it was white. His clothes were all stripped off, not even a piece of fabric left on him.

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

I reached out and touched the mark. It didn't feel any different.

Looking at this former colleague of mine, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, by the time I'm old, will I be just like him…

I told him that I would accompany him to the crematorium tomorrow, personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible wouldn't bother and just throw them in a river or some wasteland.

This will cost me a morning's sleep, but luckily, it's Sunday soon, so I can make up for it.

After saying that, I finished preparing the body bag and put it back in the closet.

The lights in the room seemed to have dimmed...

After that day, every time I went to sleep, I would always dream of a thick fog.

“I have a premonition that something is going to happen soon, a feeling that sooner or later something I can't even call human will come looking for me. But no one wants to believe me. They think that in that kind of environment, doing that kind of work, my mind has become unstable and I need to see a doctor……”

A male patron seated at the bar looked towards the suddenly stilled storyteller.

And then

The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers. His hair was slicked back flat, and he had a simple dark round bowler hat in his hand.

He looked ordinary, much like most of the people in the tavern. He had black hair and pale blue eyes. He wasn't handsome nor ugly, lacking any striking features.

And in his eyes, the storyteller was an 18- or 19-year-old young man, tall and slender, also with black short hair and light blue eyes. But his features were profound, enough to 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 quit my job and moved back to the countryside, here to chat with you."

As he spoke, a smile crept onto his face, one that held a touch of slyness.

That male guest was taken aback.

"Were you just bragging"

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

After a moment's pause, a thin middle-aged man looked at the rather embarrassed guests and said:

"Outsider, how could you believe Lumiang's stories He tells different ones every day. Yesterday he was a poor man whose fiancee broke off their engagement, and today he's become a corpse-watcher!"

"Yes, talking about thirty years on the east bank of the Serenza River and thirty years on the west bank, all you do is spout nonsense!" another regular at the tavern chimed in.

They are all farmers from the large village of Kordú, wearing short tops that are either black, gray, or brown.

The young man with black hair, who was called Lumian, supported the bar counter with both hands and slowly stood up. He said with a smile:

As you know, these aren't stories I made up, my sister wrote them. She loves to write stories, she's even a columnist for "Fiction Weekly."

After finishing his words, he leaned sideways and extended his hand to the visitor with a bright smile.

"She seems to write really well. Star Wen Reading App"

"Sorry, I misunderstood."

The ordinary-looking man in a brown tweed jacket didn't get angry. He stood up, following suit, and replied with a smile:

Interesting story.

What should I call you

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking someone else something" Lumiang said with a smile.

The visitor from out of town nodded.

My name is Ryan Kos.

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

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He was a man in his late twenties or early thirties, with yellowish hair sprinkled with powder. His eyes, not particularly large, were a shade deeper than lake blue. He wore a white waistcoat, a navy blue tweed jacket and black trousers; it was clear he had made a special effort to dress up before going out.

He looked rather cold and indifferent, barely glancing at the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

The woman appeared to be younger than the two men. She had long, light gray hair styled into a complex updo, topped with a white veil as a hat.

Her eyes, the same color as her hair, looked at Lu Mian with undisguised amusement. She seemed to find what just happened rather amusing.

Under the warm glow of the gaslights in the tavern, a woman named Lyra revealed a pert nose and lips that curved into an elegant smile. In a rural village like Coldu, she was undoubtedly considered beautiful.

She was wearing a white, wrinkle-free cashmere bodycon dress, paired with a beige short jacket and a pair of Maixil long boots. Two silver bells were attached to the veil and boots respectively. When she walked into the tavern just now, they jingled all the way, attracting much attention. Many men couldn't help but stare at her.

In their eyes, this must be a fashion style only found in provincial capitals like Gol and the capital city of T'ri'll'tir.

Lumen nodded to the three strangers.

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

"Lee" Lyra blurted out.

"What's wrong Is there something wrong with my surname" Luman asked curiously.

Ryan Cos brought me up to speed:

"Your last name is intimidating, I almost lost control of my voice just now."

Seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of the surrounding farmers and herders, he went on to explain further.

Anyone who has come into contact with sailors and merchants knows that there is a saying circulating among the five seas:

"Rather face a pirate general or even a king, than encounter someone called Frank Lee."

"That person's last name is also Li."

"Is he scary" Lumi asked.

Ryan shook his head.

"I'm not sure, but since there's a legend like that, it must be pretty good."

He changed the subject, addressing Lumian:

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

"One 'Green Fairy,' please." Lumian wasn't at all polite as he settled back down.

Ryan Cosgrave frowned: "Starlit Reads app"

"‘Green Fairy’... absinthe"

"I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body. This drink can potentially lead to mental disturbances and hallucinations."

"I didn't expect Trelli's trends to have reached here already." Leah chuckled, adding beside him.

Luminian gasped.

"It turns out that people from Terril also like to drink 'Green Fairy'..."

"Life is hard enough already, we don't need to worry about a little more pain. This drink can give our spirits greater relaxation."

"Okay." Ryan sat back, looking at the bartender. "One 'Green Fairy', and another one 'Heartbreaker'."

"Laixin Kou" is a famous fruit soju.

“Why don’t I get a ‘Green Fairy’ too I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can tell you everything about this guy!” The first man to expose Lumian’s daily storytelling habit, a thin middle-aged man, shouted indignantly. “Outsiders, I can see that you still doubt the truth of that story!”

"Pierre, you'd do anything for a free drink!" Lumiyan responded loudly.

Before Lane could make a decision, Lumian added:

"Why can't I be the one to tell it That way, I could have another cup of 'Green Fairy'"

"Because of what you said, they don't know whether to believe them," Pierre's middle-aged man said with a smug smile. "Your sister loves telling the children stories about 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf,' always lying will inevitably lose credibility."

"Alright," Lumain shrugged, watching the bartender push a pale green glass of liquor towards him.

Ryan looked at him, inquiringly:

"Can I"

"No problem, as long as your wallet can afford these drinks," Lu Mian said nonchalantly.

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

Pierre was smiling broadly at that moment.

"The generous outsider, this kid is the biggest prankster in the village. You better 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 the hospital to be a corpse watcher Well, the nearest hospital to us is in Dalerij, down in the mountains. It takes a whole afternoon to get there.

"Take it back to the village" Leah asked sharply.

She tilted her head slightly, with a jingle of bells.

Pierre nodded.

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Then, he followed Aurol's surname 'Li', and even his name 'Lumiang' was given by Aurol.

"I don't even remember what it was called originally," Luman said with a sip of bitter liqueur, grinning.

It seems he wasn't at all ashamed or embarrassed about his past being revealed like this. After an endless period of unconsciousness, Shiyu suddenly jumped up from the bed. To read the latest chapters, please download the Xingxing Reading app for ad-free and free reading of the latest chapters. The website is no longer updating the latest chapter content, the Xingxing Reading novel app has updated the latest chapter content.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest heaving.

What is this

Subsequently, Shi Yu unconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more confused.

A single dormitory

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the hospital now.

And... his own body... How could he be unharmed

With a look of confusion, Shiyu's gaze quickly swept across the room, finally settling on a mirror on the bedside table.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome.

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Before, I was a handsome young man in my twenties with an extraordinary bearing. I had worked for some time already.

And now, looking at this appearance, it clearly seems like a high school student's age…

This change left Shiyu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him the surgery was a success...

His body and appearance had changed completely. This wasn't just a matter of surgery or not, but something more like sorcery.

He had completely transformed into a different person!

Could it be… that I traveled through time

Besides the mirror on the bedside table that was clearly poorly placed according to feng shui, Shiyu also found three books beside it.

Shiyu picked it up and took a look. The book title instantly made him silent.

A Must-Have Breeding Handbook for Novice Breedersk onto it again."So you're saying I have to wait for it to exhaust its stolen Qi and then only can I make my move when it willingly separates itself"Ripples raised an eyebrow and asked."That's the mea...