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Chapter 401 - 367: Causes of the Past, Fruits of Today

Chapter 401: Chapter 367: Causes of the Past, Fruits of Today

It really was him!

Through the unsettled expressions on the faces of the curator and the Night Watchman,

Martin could be sure that there was definitely some unspeakable history between the three of them.

"You... you’ve been here all along?"

Even the usually composed Night Watchman’s voice trembled slightly.

"Otherwise? What do you think, why do you think every new employee ends up biting the dust~"

Having seemingly found what he was looking for, Old Li was no longer in a hurry; instead, he started to take his time and relax.

"You’re not him! Bao Lebin, stop playing ghost tricks on me!"

The curator’s voice was very agitated, but it couldn’t hide the underlying fear.

"He’s dead! Old Li is dead! The Night Watchman and I dismembered him!"

Damn!

So it really was an old secret...

Outsider Martin swallowed his saliva, pondering how he could survive the upcoming dog-eat-dog scenario.

"Dismembered..." Bao Lebin sighed, "I didn’t expect it, colleagues as we were, that killing me wasn’t enough for you, but you even dismembered me... That bastard curator is one thing, but Night Watchman, I often covered your night shifts for you; how could you treat me like this?"

Motherfucker!

The curator and the Night Watchman’s facial muscles twitched.

That’s right, the Bao Lebin standing before them was surely Old Li, the same man who had died several years ago.

He always used to curse the curator as a bastard, and he often covered night shifts for the Night Watchman...

If Bao Lebin were still Bao Lebin, he definitely wouldn’t know these secrets.

The Cleaner watched their reactions, sighing with immeasurable disappointment.

"Ah, actually, I really didn’t see anything back then..."

The curator realized by now

"We can’t be blamed for this; this matter cannot be botched, better to kill one wrongfully than to let one go!"

"So, just because I happened to pass by the storage room, you decided to kill me?"

The Night Watchman moved his mouth and finally began to explain.

"Old Li, there was a reason for the incident that night; the curator and I had just come out of the room and bumped into you, and with your shifty eyes and hesitant speech, it was hard to believe that you saw nothing..."

If nobody had mentioned it, it would have been fine, but once brought up, Old Li lost his temper!

"All I did was sneak a few chicken legs, damn!"

Ah, this...

It turned out that night the curator and Night Watchman had just finished dealing with a body in the secret chamber.

They ran into Old Li as soon as they came out.

And Old Li, with shifty eyes, the usually enthusiastic him ran straight to the dormitory without even greeting them when he saw the two men.

And with the curator and Night Watchman just after completing their dirty deed, seeing Old Li acting like this, they definitely suspected he knew the funeral home’s secrets?

So they decided to finish what they started, cleanly and decisively took him out the moment he turned around.

And conveniently took the body to the secret chamber for dismemberment...

Who would have thought?

It was just a few stolen chicken legs...

Of course, whatever is said now is too late, not to talk about regrets; there’s no medicine for regrets in the world.

The walls of the secret chamber shook increasingly violently, clearly in danger of collapse, and yet Old Li still blocked the secret passage, showing no sign of giving way.

"After all this time, those strange incidents in the funeral home..."

"Yes, it was all my doing, even the so-called employee handbook was modified by me, just to keep you constantly in a state of fear."

Oh?

The audience in the live broadcast was stunned; it turned out that the rules seen by the Child of Destiny had been modified.

Old Li died a wrongful death!

Moreover, the director himself said that the domain of the funeral home is special, and normal beings from outside don’t dare to come in.

By the same token.

Old Li, who was wrongfully dead inside, naturally couldn’t get out!

He didn’t even know how he died.

At that time, he only felt a chill in his chest, and when he opened his eyes again, he had become a presence invisible and untouchable to others.

Only at midnight, the witching hour, could he barely disrupt the external world.

He wanted to investigate everything, but he definitely couldn’t get into the main storehouse by himself.

Because the night watchman guarding the storehouse had a very keen nose, and once any ghostly energy approached, it would be detected; Old Li didn’t think he could take on this freak by himself.

You know, the night watchman was an entity that could spar with Jiang Xiao.

Therefore, Old Li thought of using someone else’s body to enter...

The director and the night watchman were definitely out of the question; those two were not lacking in strength, and he would simply be courting death confronting them.

And just so, not long after Old Li died, the funeral home hired a new employee.

After all, working at this place and saying you’re not a bit scared is certainly a lie.

The new employee was timid, so Old Li thought about whether he could scare him to death and then possess his body...

Thus, one night he sneaked over and changed a few items in the employee manual.

Because the director and the night watchman always had a guilty conscience, they didn’t amend the spookily altered work manual; instead, it continued to be implemented.

This scared the new employee quite badly.

Then one night when this employee went to the bathroom alone—already frightened, combined with the psychological suggestion from the employee manual—

He was very successfully scared out of his wits by Old Li, who was asking for paper~

And so, Old Li successfully took over half of this employee’s body.

Popularly known as: dual-purpose body.

Alas, the employee’s rank wasn’t high enough; being new was like being cursed, all the dirty and tiring work fell to Old Li, even more exhausting than when he was a cleaner.

Moreover, he had no chance to access information about the main storehouse, let alone kill the night watchman and the director.

Since Old Li’s incident, the director not only strictly prohibited anyone else from approaching the storehouse but also cut off the only phone line that could reach the outside world.

After laboring for two months, Old Li finally accepted reality.

Relying on this body to achieve his goal was impossible, so he had to wait for an opportunity, continually hunting new employees.

Hoping that one day, a clever person would come along who could uncover the funeral home’s ugly deeds.

"So, you are not just Old Li, but also Bao Lebin?"

Old Li nodded his head, openly admitting it.

"The Bao Lebin you usually see; I hardly show my face, just acting as an observer."

After waiting so many years...

Old Li hadn’t waited for a clever person, but he had waited for Martin, the "Child of Destiny"!

He could even find an urn full of the same resentment towards the funeral home in the vast wilderness...

Now things were good.

All these years, his colleagues who harbored resentment towards the funeral home had arrived~

Where could you even go to complain about such a stroke of luck?

Thinking of this, Old Li couldn’t help but bare his large teeth and cackle merrily.

"Martin, oh Martin, I originally thought you were just a pervert who urinated and defecated anywhere in the room, but I didn’t expect that you were such a rare talent."

And just at that moment.

The wall, which had held up until now, finally collapsed under the strain.

Everyone instinctively looked towards the fallen wall...

Now was the moment!

In a split second, Martin made his move; he took advantage of the moment when all three people’s attention was drawn away and rushed into the secret passage.