Chapter 1229: Heavenly Dao Reincarnation

t to your name.""We're not forcing you to change your surname. We just don't want you to be entangled in unnecessary trouble. The ins and outs of why your names were changed haven't been thoroughly in..."I'm a failure, I hardly ever pay attention to whether the sun is shining or not because I don't have time."

"My parents are unable to provide support, and my education level is not high. I am alone in the city, searching for my future."

I applied for many jobs, but I wasn't hired for any of them. Perhaps it's because no one likes someone who is not good at talking, doesn't like to socialize, and hasn't shown enough ability.

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"I went for three whole days eating only two slices of bread. Hunger kept me from sleeping at night. Luckily, I had paid my rent a month in advance so I could stay in that dark basement and avoid the brutally cold winter winds outside."

Finally, I found a job, working the graveyard shift at a hospital, watching over the morgue.

The hospital at night was colder than I imagined. The corridor's wall lamps were unlit, casting everything in darkness. I could only see my feet by the faint light filtering from the rooms.

The smell there was awful, and from time to time they'd bring in the dead who were stuffed into body bags. We helped carry them into the morgue.

“This isn’t a great job, but at least it allows me to afford bread. I can use my 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 right now, and I don’t see any hope of saving up anytime soon.”

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

I dream of being able to switch shifts and work during the day. Now, I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up when it gets dark, which makes my body a little weak, and my head occasionally throbs with pain.

One day, the movers brought in a new corpse.

I heard from someone that 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 bluish with wrinkles all over it. Under the very dim lighting, he looked quite frightening.

He had little hair, most of it was white. He was completely naked, not even a shred of cloth remained on him.

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

I reached out and touched the mark. It wasn't anything special.

Looking at this former colleague of mine, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I be just like him…

I told him that I would accompany him to the crematorium tomorrow, and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery. That way, those in charge wouldn't have the trouble of finding a river or wasteland to simply dump them.

This will cost me a morning's sleep, but luckily, Sunday is just around the corner, so I can catch up.

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

The light in the room seemed to have dimmed…

After that day, every time I slept, I would always dream of a thick fog.

“I have a premonition that something will happen soon, that sooner or later something I can’t even say is human will come for me. But no one believes me. They think that in my environment and doing this kind of work, my mind isn't normal anymore and that I need to see a doctor...”

A male patron sitting at the bar looked towards the speaker who had suddenly stopped.

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 plain dark round bowler hat in his hand.

He looked ordinary, much like most of the people in the tavern. He had black hair and light blue eyes, neither unattractive nor unsightly, lacking any striking features.

And in his eyes, the storyteller was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, tall and slender, with the same black short hair and light blue eyes, but with deep features that could catch one's eye at a glance.

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 home, here to BS with you."

As he spoke, a smile crept onto his face, a smirk that held a hint of malice.

The male guest was taken aback.

"Were you just bragging"

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

After a brief pause in the laughter, a slender middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

"You, an outsider, actually believe Lumiang's stories He tells a different one every day. Yesterday he was a poor wretch whose fiancee broke off the engagement, and today he claims to be a mortician!"

"Yes, talking about thirty years on the east bank of the Serenzio River and thirty years on the west bank, it's just gibberish!" another regular at the tavern chimed in.

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

The young man with black hair, known as Luminous, supported himself on the counter with both hands and slowly stood up. He said with a smile:

As you know, this isn't a story I made up. It was written by my sister. She loves writing stories and is even a columnist for "Novel Weekly."

After finishing his words, he turned sideways, gestured to the visiting guest with a flourish, and broke into a radiant smile:

"It seems she writes really well. Star Wen Reading app

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

The ordinary-looking man in a brown tweed jacket didn't get angry. He stood up, following her, and smiled in response.

That's an interesting story.

What's your name

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others questions" Luman smiled.

The visitor from out of town nodded.

My name is Ryan Cos.

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

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He was a man in his late twenties or early thirties, with strands of yellow hair dusted with powder. His eyes, not particularly large, were a shade deeper than lake blue. He wore a white waistcoat, a navy suit jacket, and black trousers. It was clear he had made a considerable effort to dress up before leaving the house.

He looked quite cold and aloof, not paying much attention to the surrounding farmers and herders.

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 cloth as a veil.

Her eyes, the same color as her hair, looked at Lumian with an unhidden smile. She seemed to find what had just happened rather amusing.

Under the warm glow of the gas lamps in the tavern, this woman named Lyra displayed a pert nose and lips that curved gracefully. In a village like Colordu, she was undoubtedly a beauty.

She wore a white, wrinkle-free cashmere bodycon dress, paired with a cream-colored short jacket and a pair of Maserati long boots. There were two silver bells hanging separately on the veil and boots, making a clinking sound as she walked into the tavern just now, attracting much attention and causing many men to stare intently.

In their eyes, this must be the fashionable attire that only provincial capitals like Gol or the capital city of Trerill would have.

Lumia nodded at the three strangers.

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

"Li" Lyra blurted out.

"What's wrong Is there something about my last name" Lumian asked curiously.

Ryan Cos helped to explain:

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

Seeing the puzzled faces of the surrounding farmers and herdsmen, 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:

"I'd rather face pirate generals and even kings than run into someone named 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 are such legends, it must be good.

He dropped the subject and turned to Luminian:

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

"A cup of 'Green Fairy,' " Lumian wasn't polite at all and sat back down again.

Ryan Cosgrave frowned: "Stellar Reading app"

"The Green Fairy... Absinthe"

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

"I didn't think Tríll's fashion trends had reached here yet." Lía smiled and added,

Lumen said, "Oh".

"It turns out that people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'……

"

"For us, life is already hard enough, there's no need to worry about a little bit more hurt. This kind of wine can make our spirits more relaxed."

"Okay," Ryan settled back into his seat, looking at the bartender. "One 'Green Fairy,' and another 'Spicy Heart.'"

"Lāxīnkǒu" is a famous fruit-flavored soju.

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

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

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lumian added:

"Why can't I be the one to say it Then I could have another 'Green Fairy'."

“Because of what you said, they don't know whether to believe it or not,” the middle-aged man named Pierre chuckled with satisfaction. “Your sister loves to tell children stories like ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf,’ always lying leads to a loss of credibility.”

"Alright," Lucian shrugged, watching the bartender slide a pale green drink towards him.

Ryan looked at him, inquiringly.

"May I"

"No problem, just make sure your wallet is deep enough to cover the cost of these drinks," Lu'mian said nonchalantly.

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

Pierre was beaming at that moment.

"The generous outsider, this boy is the biggest prankster in the village, you guys should stay away from him."

Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his elder sister, Aurore. He hasn't left since. Think about it, he was only thirteen years old before that. How could he possibly have gone to the hospital as a mourner Well, the nearest hospital to us is in Daryel, down in the mountains. It would take an entire afternoon just to get there.

"Bring it back to the village" Lyra asked sharply.

She tilted her head slightly, making a clinking sound.

Pierre nodded.

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

"I've forgotten what it was originally called." Lumian took a sip of absinthe and chuckled.

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

He took deep breaths of fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confusion and bewilderment, a surge of various emotions welled up in my heart.

What is this

Then, Shiyu unconsciously observed his surroundings, then became even more confused.

A single person dormitory

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

Still...his own body...how could there be no injuries at all.

With a puzzled expression, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept across the room, finally landing on the 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 and a few years of work experience.

And now, this appearance looks like just a high school student's age...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

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

His body and appearance have completely changed. This isn't just a matter of surgery or not; it's sorcery.

He had completely transformed into a different person!

Could it be... that I traveled through time

Besides the mirror on the bedside table which clearly had bad feng shui, Shi Yu also found three books beside it.

Shi Yu picked it up and looked. The moment he saw the title, he fell silent.ight have seen something Otherwise, just like Wang Jie said, if there were only me and Pan Nuannuan there at the time, as long as she insisted it was an accident, I wouldn't have any other evidence. S...