Heaven's Way, Heaven's Pride

Sui Mingchao fell into chaos, because Si Wushuang was not just vomiting blood, his aura became extremely violent, and even his will was mixed!

A group of Sui Mingchao strongmen who stepped forward to stop him were knocked out by Si Wushuang in front of them before they could make a move. At this moment, Si Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot, and a creepy roar came out of his throat. The expression on his face was obviously different on the left and right, like a clay figure with two postures, and his outstretched hands made different seals, but this posture seemed to be slapping himself!

Huh? He didn't care about chasing the fleeing Lin Zheng and his group. Si Wushuang must not make any mistakes. Maybe outsiders don't...ss=\\”state-hide\\”\u003e☆★☆★☆For the rest of the content, please go to Zongheng to continue reading. Baidu or major application markets search

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"I am a loser. I hardly pay attention to whether the sun is shining or not, because I don't have time.

"My parents can't support me. I don't have a high level of education. I am alone in the city looking for the future.

"I have found many jobs, but I haven't been hired. Maybe no one likes a person who is not good at speaking, not fond of communication, and has not shown enough ability. To read the latest chapter content, please download and read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website has not updated the latest chapter content, and has updated the latest chapter content.

"I only ate two breads for three whole days. Hunger made me unable to sleep at night. Fortunately, I paid a month's rent in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement without going outside to endure the unusually cold wind in winter.

"Finally, I found a job, keeping watch in the hospital and keeping watch for the morgue.

"The night in the hospital was colder than I thought. The wall lamps in the corridor were not lit. It was very dim everywhere. I could only rely on the little light that penetrated from the room to help me see my feet.

"The smell there is terrible. From time to time, dead bodies are brought in in body bags, and we help them move into the morgue.

"This is not a very good job, but at least it allows me to buy bread, and I can use my free time at night to study. After all, no one wants to come to the morgue unless there are bodies that need to be brought in or transported away for incineration. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books, and I don't see any hope of saving money at the moment.

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

"I dream of taking turns to be in charge during the day. Now I always sleep when the sun comes out and get up when the night comes, which makes my body a little weak, and my head occasionally throbs.

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

"I heard from others that this was my former 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 is an old man with a blue and white face and wrinkles everywhere. He looks scary under very dim light.

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and all his clothes were taken off, leaving him with no cloth. The website updates slowly, so please download and read the latest chapters.

"I saw a strange mark on his chest, dark blue, and I couldn't describe it because the light was too dim.

"I reached out and touched the mark, nothing special.

"Looking at this former colleague, I wondered if I would be like him when I got old if I continued like this...

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

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

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

"The light in the room seemed to be dimmer...

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

"I had a premonition that something would happen soon, and that sooner or later something that I didn't know if it could be called a human would come to me, but no one was willing to believe me. They thought that I was mentally unstable in that environment and in that kind of work, and needed to see a doctor..." A male guest sitting at the bar looked at the narrator who suddenly stopped: "Then what?" The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers, his hair was pressed flat, and he had a simple dark round hat at hand.

He looked ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair and 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 years old, with an upright figure and slender limbs. He also had short black hair and light blue eyes, but his facial features were deep and could make people's eyes light up.

The young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed: "Then? Download and read the latest chapter.

"Then I will resign and return to the countryside, and come here to brag to you." As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, with a hint of mischief.

The male guest was stunned for a moment: "What you just said was bragging?"

"Haha." A burst of laughter broke out around the bar. The laughter subsided for a moment, and a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said: "Foreigner, you actually believe Lumian's story. He tells it differently every day. Yesterday he was still the same person." The unlucky guy whose fiancée broke off his engagement because of poverty has become a corpse-keeper today!"

"Yes, talking about thirty years on the east side of the Serenzo River and thirty years on the right side of the Serenzo River is just nonsense!" Another tavern regular followed.

They are all farmers from the large village of Kordu, wearing short jackets of black, gray or brown. The black-haired young man named Lumian supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile: "You know, this is not a story I made up, it was all written by my sister. She likes to write stories the most. She is also a columnist for the "Weekly"." After saying that, he turned sideways, spread his hands to the outside guest, and said with a bright smile: "It seems that she writes really well.

"Sorry, you misunderstood." The ordinary-looking man in a brown tweed jacket was lifeless, stood up, and responded with a smile: "Very interesting story.

"What do you call it?"

"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 Liya." The latter sentence refers to the man and woman sitting next to him.

The man is in his mid-twenties, has yellow hair with a little powder on it, and his not-so-large eyes are a darker color than lake blue. He is wearing a white vest, a blue tweed jacket and black trousers. He is obviously confused before going out. Get dressed up.

He looked quite indifferent and rarely looked at the farmers and herdsmen around him. The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complicated bun and a white veil that served as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and she looked at Lumian with an undisguised smile. She seemed to be only interested in what happened just now.

Under the illumination of the gas wall lamp in the tavern, the woman named Liya showed off her pretty nose and gracefully curved lips. She was definitely a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.

She was wearing a white pleated cashmere tight skirt, an off-white coat and a pair of Marcel boots. She also had two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots. When she walked into the tavern just now, they were jingling all the way. It is very eye-catching and makes many men stare straight at it.

In their eyes, this must be a fashionable dress only found in big cities like Bigor, the provincial capital, and Trier, the capital.

Lumian nodded to the three outsiders: "My name is Lumian Li. You can just call me Lumian."

"Lee?" Liya blurted out.

"What's wrong, is there something wrong with my last name?" Lumian asked curiously. Ryan Kos explained to Liya: "Your last name is scary. I almost couldn't control my voice just now." Seeing the confused faces of the farmers and herdsmen around him, he further explained: "I have been in contact with sailors. , Maritime merchants all know that there is a saying spread across the Five Seas: "I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than a man named Frank Lee."

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

"Is he scary?" Lumian asked. Ryan shook his head: "I don't know, but since there is such a legend, it must not be bad." He stopped the topic and said to Lumian: "Thank you for your story, it is worth a glass of wine, what do you want? ?”

"A cup of 'Green Fairy'." Lumian was not polite at all and sat down again. Ryan Kos frowned slightly and said: "'Green Fairy'... absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body. This drink may cause insanity and cause you to hallucinate."

"I didn't expect Trier's popularity to have spread here." Liya next to her added with a smile.

Lumian

"Oh" said: "It turns out that people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'..."

"For us, life is hard enough, and there is no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of wine can help our spirits to relax even more."

"Okay." Ryan sat back and looked at the bartender.

"A glass of 'Green Fairy' and a glass of 'Spicy Heart' for me."

"Spicy Heart" is a famous fruit shochu.

"Why don't you give me a cup of Green Fairy? I told you the truth just now, and I can also tell you the whole situation of this kid!" The thin middle-aged man who was the first to expose Lumian told stories every day The man shouted in dissatisfaction,

"Outlander, I can see that you still have doubts about the authenticity of that story!"

"Pierre, you can do anything to get a free glass of wine!" Lumian responded loudly.

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lumian added: "Why can't I say it myself, so that I can have one more cup of 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because they don't know whether to believe what you said." The middle-aged man named Pierre said with a proud smile.

"Your sister's favorite story to tell the children is 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'. Anyone who always lies will lose credibility."

"Okay." Lumian shrugged and watched the bartender push a glass of light green wine in front of him.

Ryan looked at him and asked, "Is it okay?"

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

"Then have another glass of 'Green Fairy'." Ryan nodded. Pierre smiled immediately: "Generous outsider, this kid is the most prankster in the village, you must stay away from him.

"Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister Auror and never left. You think, 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 in Darriege at the foot of the mountain, and it takes a whole afternoon to walk there. "

"Brought back to the village?" Leah asked sharply. She tilted her head slightly, making a jingling sound. Pierre nodded: To read the latest chapter content, please download, read the latest chapter content for free without ads.

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

"I have forgotten what it was originally called. "Lumian took a sip of absinthe and said with a grin. It seemed that he had no sense of inferiority or shame about his past being exposed like this.