"Ah? Yes... Dr. Griman has told everyone that the lady found a noble lady who had lost her memory on a mountain path. You don't even remember this?" Leng Qing had a frozen expression and had no idea how to respond. "Stop talking nonsense. We agreed with you that we would go to the back mountain today." It was Mrs. Glee who rescued her. "Okay... okay..." The driver rubbed his hands, "Or... stop at the same place as last time?" "No, it's the position before the last." "Okay... okay... let me do the math. It's 26 miles round trip. One mile is 1 becquerel, 1 becquerels. Add 26 becquerels for leaving the city, 10 becquerels... Today is Monday, so I only need to add another 36 becquerels for going up the mountain, a total of 2 becquerels." Leng Qing saw Mrs. Glie take out four silver coins and hand them to him. "Okay... okay... I'll take 4 goli from you. One silver goli is equal to 1 copper bekkers. I should find you..." The driver frowned and began to calculate with a sad face. "6 Baker, right."
Leng Qing really couldn't help it. She never thought there could be such a stupid person. "Yes...Yes! You're right, it's 6. Look at my memory. I've run before, but I forgot all the math!" The coachman glared at her as if she were a god. It was only after Mrs. Glee urged her again that Leng Qing was able to get rid of the embarrassment and get into the carriage with her. It took less than 10 minutes to get out of the city, which showed that the Gle family was indeed doing their best to save the people. "Yes." Mrs. Glee lowered her head and was browsing the newspaper in the car. "I didn't agree to be your student and learn those funeral things from you!" "But you have no other choice." Her voice remained calm. "If you want to live a stable life here, you still lack a generally recognized skill to make a living. Considering all the circumstances, you have no other choice but to become my apprentice." "Unless you're willing to stand on the street." "..." "Do you want to?" She rolled her eyes at the girl opposite her and saw her curl her lips and turn her face away slightly, no longer looking at her. Speechless all the way. They got off the car on a muddy road in the wilderness and told the driver, who was wiping a pistol, to wait here. Mrs. Glie brought Leng Qing to a small hill. Standing here and looking into the distance, Leng Qing's eyes jumped, and she saw the "castle"-style manor in her memory on the other side of a small river. It looked much more run-down. The walls and tiles that were supposed to be light yellow and dark red were now a dirty dark green. A large number of creepers and vines were entwined around it, and the smell of decay could be smelled even from a distance. Even though she had prepared herself mentally, Leng Qing was still surprised.
Really... Did Hitzfell Manor really travel across time with her? It took her half an hour to get there. She and Mrs. Glee were standing in the cemetery next to the manor, staring at a gray and white tombstone. The tombstone is engraved with 'Esun Hitzfeld, 1926-1943' as described, with a square marble on the front and a shovel on the side. If you look closely, you can still see traces of soil renovation. There was no need for Mrs. Glee to say anything else, Leng Qing knew she already had the answer. Different languages. Different customs. An unheard of monetary system. All this shows that 1983 is not the history she is familiar with, but a completely new era and a completely new world. Leng Qing returned to the Ge Lie family in a daze and sat on the bed in her room in a daze, starting to wonder what was going on. It's true that she is slow to express emotions, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care about it at all. She also thought about asking Hitzfeld's people about the whereabouts of her parents. I even thought about what I would ask them as the first thing after we met again if they were still alive. But now it's all gone. The tombstones engraved with familiar names and times, the dilapidated courtyards, roofs, bridges... everything indicated that she was the only survivor. So who buried them? Who erected tombstones and engraved inscriptions on them? I am now the only one left in the Hitzfeld family. All Hitzfeld died in the same year as me, 1943. Does that mean their deaths are directly related to my opening of the box? So what the hell…what happened when I opened that box? She was immersed in her own thoughts and kept concentrating. When she woke up, she found that the clock had already pointed to 10 o'clock in the evening. Feeling sleepy, she turned her head and saw a few slices of wheat bread with jam and a glass of water on the table by the window. There was also a bunch of keys next to the cup - this seemed to be proof of her formal acceptance. "I have to apologize to my wife tomorrow." Leng Qing shook her head, walked over and wolfed down the food. She was precocious to begin with, and now that she had determined that she was now in a completely new world, she could no longer try to offend Mrs. Glee, an old woman who for some reason kept her origins a secret and only told others that she was a noble lady who had lost her memory on the street. She could see that Mrs. Glee was definitely more than just an "ordinary undertaker." This is the most reliable umbrella of protection she can find at this stage, and she'd better establish a good relationship with her.
After eating and washing up, Leng Qing went to the bathroom to relieve herself despite the embarrassment and trouble. After completing the final cleaning, she took off her clothes and lay down to sleep. Although she had slept for a long time, she had not rested for two days, including yesterday and today. Sleepiness stretched out its tentacles and swept over her like a ghost. She felt that she would fall asleep in less than half a minute. That's what she thought at half past ten. She thought so too when the clock hands were about to point to 12 o'clock. "...?" She sat up and touched the eye mask in surprise. She was sure that this was not insomnia. I have suffered from insomnia and I know how it feels. Insomniacs are in a state of being neither sleepy nor drowsy, with their bodies sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and they cannot fall asleep even if they don’t want to think about anything. But she isn't now. She was very sleepy, extremely sleepy, and so tired that she should be able to fall asleep just by sticking to the pillow. "The problem is with you?" Standing in front of the mirror, the girl with silver-gray hair pressed the eye mask. While lying in bed, she could feel waves of cool and stimulating sensations transmitting from her left eye socket to the back of her brain. It didn't hurt, it didn't feel uncomfortable, and it was even somewhat comfortable. It was this feeling that offset her sleepiness to a certain extent, making it completely impossible for her to fall asleep. I tried to remove the eye mask and felt a slight itchy stimulation. The inside of the eye mask was covered with a thin gauze, and between the gauze and the eyelid was a layer of red and yellow stuff, probably pus and blood. Leng Qing peeled off the gauze with a little force, took some clean water and used her fingers to wipe away the condensation around the eyelid. For the first time, after waking up from the time travel, she tried to open her left eye. Time seems to have frozen. A golden eyeball, like the purest and most perfect yellow amber or yellow sapphire, was embedded in her left eye socket. Just like it had been in that wooden box, it was looking back at her through the mirror. "...!!!" Leng Qing was no longer shocked, but frightened! This eye... No! That eyeball! It—got into my eye socket? sand…… Before she could confirm it carefully, she heard a rustling sound coming from outside, which seemed to be from the window. The window was just to the left of the mirror, and she instinctively turned her head to look over there, just in time to see a claw as black as ink, which could not possibly be human, resting on the glass and quietly pushing it open. At the same time, she smelled a strong stench of corpse. --------
The new book you guys have been urging for a long time is finally released~ Let's start with these three chapters, and then about 2 updates per day with about 5-6k words. In fact, saying this is vaguely equivalent to returning to the 3k habit. Well... in this book, I will try my best to break through the original shackles. Because, this time I plan to write a unit drama~ ps: It’s not that I’m unaware of some typos, but there’s nothing I can do if I don’t correct them. Chapter 4: The Stinking Corpse The first thing Leng Qing did was to squat down, curl up as much as possible, and hide herself completely under the table. Her brain almost shut down, and she just listened blankly to the slight friction sound coming from above the table, her whole body shaking. what is that? If I remember correctly, there should be a "theft-proof net" welded with steel bars outside the window. How did this thing get in? As I pondered, the stench of decay became stronger. Leng Qing had smelled the stench of a corpse before. That was before she was alive, when she was still in primary school in China. At that time, there was a water tower at the entrance of the primary school, and she always liked to look inside through the crack of the locked water tower door. Until one day when she got closer, she smelled a faint, extremely disgusting stench that almost made her vomit bile...The next day, she learned from a discussion with her classmates that the adults had found a rotting corpse in the water tower. She had thought the smell was already intense. But the stench that filled the room at this moment was several times stronger than I had imagined. rustle…… tick tock...tick tock... With a friction sound, some liquid dripped down from the edge of the table. Leng Qing curled up as much as possible and saw a thick, long strange shadow sliding from the top of the table to the ground. "Clap!" The strange shadow fell to the ground, making a sticky sound. It was as if its body was covered with grease or mucus, and just hearing it was enough to make people physically uncomfortable. Leng Qing squinted her eyes and carefully observed the strange shadow, gradually seeing its appearance clearly. It's a bit like a snake, and a bit like a giant lizard. It is about 3 meters long, and its height when swimming is slightly higher than the edge of the bed, that is, more than 1 meter. This proportion makes its body a bit fat. On both sides of its body are two black, extremely slender arms that are at least meters long. When its entire body rubs against the ground, they form an inverted V shape to help it move. In addition, she could see the holes in it in the occasional moonlight. Its lizard-like or snake-like body has a line of black holes as thick as bottle mouths, and the inside of the hole is completely dark. Whenever it crawls and swims on the ground, a large amount of sticky liquid squeezes out of the black holes. Judging from the increasingly pungent stench in the room, Leng Qing felt that this liquid should be the source of the smell. After regaining her composure, she thought quickly about what to do now.
She had no desire to test whether it was vegetarian or not, especially after someone had warned her that even cities were not safe and that there might be "evil spirits and weird things" happening. The fact is that there is a slimy and disgusting monster, which is probably a man-eating monster, and it has appeared in front of her. She and it shared a "secret room". According to Mrs. Glee's habit, the door must have been locked. She didn't hear any sound of steel bars breaking, and the iron fence outside the window should still be there. Leng Qing judged that its body could perhaps be squeezed into a very thin and flat shape like a mollusk, and it might have used this method to get through the fence. But she didn't have that ability, so she was stuck.
