Qingjiu had no time to think at this time. He only knew that if he wanted to get out of trouble now and to cause trouble to Di Jun, he had to get out of trouble first.

If you want to get out of trouble, you must use the power of chaos.

As for the questions about Di Jun’s purpose, he had no time to think about it.

When the familiar and annoying brown color lit up, a smile appeared on Di Jun's face.

Although his power of order has played a good role, it has not really been able to face the power of chaos. Moreover, the saying that the power of order and the power of chaos is only realized by Zhan Xu, based on the disorder

This is the opposition with orderly...

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

"My parents can't provide support to me, my education is not high, and I'm alone in the city looking for a future.

"I have found many jobs but have not been hired. Maybe no one likes someone who is not good at speaking, does not like to communicate, and does not show enough ability.

Read the latest chapter content, "I only ate two bread for three days. Hunger made me unable to fall asleep at night. Fortunately, I paid the rent for a month in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement, no need to

Go outside to endure the extremely cold wind of winter.

"Finally, I found a job, and I was vigilant in the hospital and vigilant for the morgue.

"The nights in the hospital were colder than I thought. The wall lights in the corridor were not lit up, and it was very dim everywhere. I could only rely on the little light that penetrated from the room to help me see under my feet.

"The smell was very bad. From time to time, the dead were stuffed into the body bag and brought to him. We cooperated to help him move into the morgue.

"This is not a good job, but at least it makes me afford bread. The free time of the night can be used to study. After all, no one wants to come to the morgue unless there is a body that needs to be sent or transported away to burn it.

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 ex-co-worker. If he hadn't suddenly left, I might not have even obtained such a job.

"I dreamed of taking charge of the daytime rotation. Now I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up after night, which makes my body a little weak and my head occasionally throbbing.

"One day, the mover brought a new body.

"Listen to others, this is my former colleague who suddenly resigned.

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

"He is an old man with a blue and white face, wrinkles everywhere, and looks scary under the very dark light.

"He has not much hair, most of it is white, all his clothes are taken off, and he has not even left a piece of fabric.

The website content was updated slowly, "I saw a strange mark on his chest, which was blue-black. I can't describe the specific appearance. The lights were too dark at that time.

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

"Looking at this former colleague, I was wondering, if I kept going like this, and when I got old, would I be like him...

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

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

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

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

"After that day, every time I sleep, I always dream of a heavy fog.

"I have a feeling that something will happen sooner or later, and I have a feeling that I will not know if I can do it sooner or later.

Something that can be called human comes to me, but no one wants to believe me. I feel that my spirits are becoming abnormal in such an environment and work, and I need to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting in front of the bar looked at the narrator who suddenly stopped:

"Then what?"

The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed top and light yellow trousers, his hair was flat and he had a simple dark round top hat on his hand.

He looks ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes, not good-looking, not ugly, and lacks obvious characteristics.

The narrator in his eyes is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall figure, long limbs, short black hair, light blue eyes, and deep facial features, which makes people shine.

The 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 went back to the countryside, and came here to brag with you."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, with a somewhat cramped smile.

The male guest was stunned:

"What you just said is bragging?"

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

The laughter stopped a little, and a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly awkward guest and said:

"Foreigner, you actually believe Lumian's story. He tells it differently every day. Yesterday, he was an unlucky guy who was terminated by his fiancee because of poverty. Today he became a corpse guard!"

"Yes, what do you say is that it has been east of the Serenzo River for thirty years and on the right of the Serenzo River for thirty years, and you only know nonsense!" Another regular guest at the tavern said.

They were all farmers in the large village of Kordu, wearing short tops, either black, gray or brown.

The young brunette named Lumian, who was holding the bar with his hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:

"You know, this is not the story I made up. It is all written by my sister. She likes to write stories the most, and she is also a columnist of the Weekly."

After saying that, he turned his body sideways, spread his hands at the outside guest, and smiled brightly:

"It seems that she is writing really well. Xingwen Reading App

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

The man wearing a brown tweed top and an ordinary-looking man was not angry, and then stood up and responded with a smile:

"A very interesting story.

"What's the name?"

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lumian smiled.

The guest from another country nodded:

"My name is Ryan Cos.

"These two are my companions Valentine and Riya."

The following sentence refers to a man and a woman sitting next to her. Xingwen Reading App

The man was twenty-seven or eight years old, with some pink on his yellow hair, and his eyes were darker than the lake blue. He was wearing a white vest, a blue tweed jacket and black trousers. He obviously had it before going out.

After some careful dressing up.

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

The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complex bun and wrapped a white veil as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her eyes looked at Lumian with an undisguised smile, and she seemed only interesting to what had just happened.

Under the gas wall lights of the tavern, the woman named Leah showed her pretty nose and beautiful lips, which was definitely a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.

She wore a white pleated cashmere tight skirt, a small off-white jacket and a pair of Masil boots, and two small silver bells tied to the veil and boots. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way.

It is very eye-catching and makes many men look straight.

In their eyes, this must be the provincial capital, Bigore, the capital

A fashionable outfit that only big cities like Trier can have.

Lumian nodded to the three foreigners:

"My name is Lumian Lee, you can call me Lumian directly."

"Li?" Liya blurted out. StarWen Reading App

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my last name?" Lumian asked curiously.

Ryan Cos explained:

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

Seeing the farmers around him, the herdsmen looked puzzled and explained further:

"Everyone who has contacted sailors knows that there is a saying circulating above the Five Seas:

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than encounter someone named Frank Lee.

"That person's surname is also Li."

"Is he scary?" Lumian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

"I don't know, but since there is such a legend, it will definitely not be bad."
To be continued...