Chapter 722: Chapter 702: Missing
The red corridor deep within the Corpse Refining Shop.
The maid walked forward with bare feet and a light step.
The wax dripping from her body was automatically absorbed by the floor, condensing into red wax on the walls.
She held a wooden box in her hands, inside which were meticulously prepared dishes.
The door was knocked.
The maid paused slightly as she entered, taken aback that the lady was passionately chatting with a young man, a far cry from her usual seriousness—should the master see this, it would be catastrophic.
The sumptuous meal was placed on the table,
Different from Luo Di’s Crow Blood dinner last night, today the madam served bright red braised pork, red cabbage, red abalone soup, and red rice.
Before turning to leave,
The madam suddenly reached out her hand to the back of her head, pulling a waxy substance out, kneading it before inserting it back.
This way, she completely forgot about delivering meals tonight, and did not remember Luo Di being here.
“Eat~ Since you are working for me now, there is no need to rush into corpse transformation… Besides, you were only disguising as transformed anyway. Googlᴇ search novel⁂fire.net
When the time comes, I’ll help you handle this skin, and you won’t need to drink Crow Blood to let the skin become corpse-like.”
While speaking, the madam reached over and picked up the external skin stacked on the chair. Being proficient with crafts, a touch was all it took for the madam to know the specialty and complexity of this skin.
“From whose hand is this skin? How exquisite! Inside is truly a sprouting monster, the pituitary is intact, able to perfectly nest with your flesh.
I am responsible for the main work of the Jiang Mansion Corpse Refining Technique, never have I seen such a skin.”
“My girlfriend made it, she is also a mature plant from Vortex Town. We both were invited by Uncle Zhou, but she has personal matters recently, so I came alone.
I hear the Jiang Mansion’s reputation isn’t great, so I thought to disguise myself first.”
The madam didn’t mind Luo Di’s words, she looked towards the window, “Disguising is wise… Didn’t expect so many talented young people in the Corner now, I haven’t left here for a long time. Let’s eat first~ or the dishes will get cold, don’t worry, these aren’t corpse meat.”
Luo Di picked up a piece of braised pork, unexpectedly delicious.
No additional conversation for the moment, Luo Di was completely immersed in eating, his body warming up gradually.
“Thank you, madam, for the hospitality, I’ll head back first tonight and visit again tomorrow morning.”
“Wait… accompany me for a chat.
Tell me about the situation outside, and about Vortex Town. If it involves organizational secrets, you may omit it, I just want to know the general situation, I haven’t gone out for a long time.”
This was the madam’s second emphasis on “not going out for a long time,” and Luo Di took the opportunity to ask: “Does madam have difficulty leaving the Jiang Mansion?”
“Yes, since marrying the master, I’ve been destined to spend most of my life at the Corpse Refining Shop. Currently, my soul is tied to the shop, if I leave it, the operation stops.
The master lost his flesh, so I must guard here day and night.
Moreover, with the recent disappearance of stewards sent out, it’s even more impossible for me to leave.”
“I see, then let me talk to madam about some current situations in the Corner, as well as some of my personal experiences.”
Luo Di very patiently recounted his experiences in the Corner, the various organizations he encountered, and the current state of Vortex Town.
The madam listened intently, with hands beneath her head, she lay fully on the table.
Though her face was covered with a red cloth, her pupils were fixed on the young man.
She could tell he wasn’t lying, genuinely informing her about the outside world and his own bizarre experiences.
Once the narration was over, the madam filled the teacup again, offering Luo Di some tea to clear his throat, such sincere treatment seemed long overdue.
Perhaps the telling of related experiences brought back memories for the madam, or perhaps it was the long absence of such a chat; she too gradually began to share her story.
“A woman named Wu Wen must be happy, unlike me~ never have I gotten such things… I was just an ordinary monster, suffered severe burns in life, thus feared candles.
Not particularly strong, even relatively weak among monsters.
As soon as I arrived at the Corner, I lost hands and feet, happened to encounter Uncle Neck passing by; seeing me as Huaxia blood, he took me back.
At the time, another old steward ran the Corpse Refining Shop, fixed my injuries, and I soon completed corpse transformation, becoming a servant of the Jiang Mansion.
From this point, I was very grateful to the Jiang Mansion, also a reason I always chose to stay here
Because my fear trait matched well with the Corpse Refining Shop, I was recruited as an apprentice. Unexpectedly, I was truly talented, by the time I matured as a plant, my proficiency in Corpse Refining Technique surpassed the old steward.
Once the master learned this, he married me directly.
However, the essence of the wedding was merely a binding relationship, ensuring my peace in managing the shop, and conveniently teaching the essence of Jiang Family Corpse Refining Technique.
From the first day of marriage, I moved here.
The master occasionally visits, but we never consummate. After all, as the manager of the Corpse Refining Shop, the yang energy in my body will only become abundant, the two bodies highly incompatible.
Even if there is such an idea now, that old thing is no longer capable.
I originally wanted to keep you tonight for company.
Forget it~ On your wedding day, remember to send me an invitation.”
“What is madam’s name?”
“Okay, I’ll visit early tomorrow… regarding the matter of the missing steward, I’ll try my best to investigate.”
[City of Sin- Southern Exit]
The rundown station remained here as always, due to the disappearance of some stewards sent out, the efficiency of recruiting newcomers declined.
This steward primarily responsible for the City of Sin- Uncle Liang, had to work overtime.
Once twenty people are gathered, he will send them directly to Jiang Mansion; after delivering them, he returns immediately to avoid newcomers missing the chance.
The sound of heavy footsteps approached slowly, too heavy, causing slight shakes in the station as it drew nearer.
A mysterious person cloaked in a trench coat, wearing a high hat, arrived at the station, his figure exceeding three meters, certainly unable to fit into a regular coffin.
He stood at the station’s entrance, holding the recruiting paper in hand.
A fabric shoe silently appeared behind the giant.
“Ahem! Sorry, Jiang Mansion only recruits Huaxia people, there’s no corresponding bloodline scent on you… And next time, please don’t tear down our posted notices.
As punishment, excuse me, but you’ll have to serve as my lunch, this journey indeed was tiring.”
Uncle Liang took a bite directly at this person’s neck,
But unexpectedly, the bite felt like biting into a metal plate, nevertheless, he bit in, yet there was no blood inside, no vitality at all.
The mysterious person turned around, waving his palm.
Uncle Liang trying to dodge was too late, he could only raise his hand to block… Snap! The sound was loud!
Half of Uncle Liang’s body was shredded against skin and flesh, yet this wasn’t his main body.
In an instant, the entire station began to tremble, multiple giant arms rose from the ground, the station door turned into a mouth, Uncle Liang revealed a true monster form.
The station, already damaged, now became more dilapidated, foul black blood flowing from the crumbled walls.
Nevertheless, Uncle Liang claimed victory.
A humanoid life form full of sewing marks lay before him, resembling the infamous scientific monster “Frankenstein.”
“Must take this back to Jiang Mansion! Trace its roots and find out who’s stirring trouble in secret… Didn’t expect it to find me so quickly, truly remarkable.”
Just as Uncle Liang carried this heavy corpse back to the station, preparing to return to Jiang Mansion, he suddenly noticed something amiss in his coffin.
“Wait! Previously, there were nine newcomers in the coffin, but now there’s only eight… Could it be!”
As soon as the words fell.
There stood a black figure at the station’s entrance, seemingly holding a hand axe.
As if something slashed forth,
Uncle Liang’s vision turned crimson,
Following that, the already ruined building split open from the middle, with a burst of intense wails, the station transformed into a puddle of black-fogging pus, utterly deceased.