The Death List Novel - Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Master And Servant
Qin Lun’s eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes. He only felt that he had a long, long dream. An ant-like voice faintly appeared in the dream, but it was incomparably clear, as if it had been deeply immersed in the depths of his consciousness.

The voice did not belong to any known language, but Qin Lun understood everything inexplicably, as if it was directly affecting his soul, without any translation.

‘”Wuwuwu ~” Just as Qin Lun was about to study the contents of the voice, a broken gong-like sobbing sound sounded in his ears.

This time, Qin Lun guaranteed that this was definitely not the law of the shattered starry sky, because this voice was too unpleasant and ear-piercing, comparable to the cry of a night owl, making it impossible for him to lie down quietly.

“Shut up!” Qin Lun couldn’t bear to let out a soft shout.

“Ah ~ ~ ~” The sound of sobbing stopped abruptly and was replaced by a loud scream.

Qin Lun angrily lifted the thin layer of stuff that covered his body and sat up, expressionlessly looking in the direction of the scream. Under the high moon, a hunchback man with an ugly face and ragged clothes was sitting on the ground in horror, retreating in panic.

“Young Master Wellington, I know you’re not satisfied with such a funeral, but poor Frank really doesn’t have any money. Prepare a coffin for you!”

The hunchbacked man had a loose head, a dusty beard on his chin, and a rough linen shirt stained with dirt. Perhaps because of the long years of hard work and dirt all over his body, it was really hard to judge his age, but preliminary estimates suggested that he should not be even fifty years old.

Funeral? ! Qin Lun turned around and looked around. He immediately curled his lips expressionlessly. He was in a dark and gloomy forest cemetery. Apart from the cold moonlight scattered on the ground through the branches of the trees and the dark graves filled with ghost shadows, he didn’t even bother to offer a single bug’s cry or rat’s bite.

The thin thing Qin Lun had just opened was a broken straw mat. Half a meter away from him, there was a rectangular pit that was more than a meter deep. It was obviously a tomb for him.

After calming down for a moment, Qin Lun’s consciousness immediately revealed the information about the identity of the plot on the death list. After leaving the shattered starry sky, the death list seemed to be suppressed, making it easier to summon.

Wellington Stein, Human, 24, Profession: Folk Doctor. Generations of practitioners, but not officially qualified to practice medicine.

Folk doctors without official licenses! Qin Lun’s face twitched slightly. In other words, the original owner of his body was a grass-headed quack with poor medical skills.

Qin Lun turned his head to look at the hunchbacked man, and Wellington’s remaining memories immediately reappeared.

Frank? Humans, 32, unemployed vagrants, personal servants of Wellington Stein.

He was only thirty-two years old? Qin Lun was slightly surprised. From Frank’s wrinkled ugly appearance and the tangled veins on the back of his thin hands, he looked at least fifty years old.

Remnants of Wellington’s memories show that Frank was originally an abandoned baby that Wellington’s father picked up from the wilderness to raise. Originally, he wanted to sell it to the workplace in the city as a child laborer, but because Frank was too ugly, not only was he a hunchback, but his legs and legs were also disabled. He could not sell it at all, so he could only use it as a servant.

However, Frank was extremely grateful to the Stan father and son for their hospitality and loyalty to the Stan family. When he was a child, he even helped Little Wellington block the bullying of many of his little friends. When he grew up, he was willing to do whatever he wanted, and he made a lot of contributions to Wellington’s “medical research”.

For example, go to the cemetery to help Wellington steal fresh corpses for him to dissect …

“Young Master Wellington, are you still alive?”

At this time, Frank came to his senses and asked in a low voice. After all, he was the master of his own family, and since he had been dealing with corpses in the cemetery for many years, he was still able to distinguish between the dead and the living.

What do you mean by not dying! The smile Qin Lun had just revealed vanished, and his eyes flashed with red light. He had the urge to kill him directly. However, realizing that this loyal servant was still of great use to him, the red light in the eyes of the murderer slowly faded away.

Qin Lun stood up silently and dusted off the dirt on his body. He immediately found himself wearing a pair of old leather gloves and a black velvet trench coat that reached his knees. Inside was a black gentleman’s vest and a white shirt with lace edges. His lower body was a pair of black trousers and a pair of long boots.

This outfit was quite eye-catching. Apart from the old clothes, the white shirt was slightly yellowed, and the cuffs and lining were clearly damaged. He could barely be considered a decent person.

“Young Master Wellington, you really aren’t dead!” Frank was overjoyed to see Qin Lun stand up. He used his four limbs to crawl on the ground for a few steps. He hugged his master’s thigh and grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth covered in black and yellow toothdirt. He cried and howled, and his ugly face was immediately covered with snot and tears.

“I…” Seeing Frank’s tears and snot all over his trousers, Qin Lun finally couldn’t hold back his breath and kicked the loyal servant to the ground.

“I’ve been dead for a few days … Oh no, I’ve been unconscious for a few days!” Qin Lun covered his face and took a deep breath to calm down the anger that Frank had aroused.

“Young Master, you’re already dead … Oh no, you’ve been unconscious for almost three days!” Frank wiped his face and carefully peeked at Qin Lun, as if he was still confirming his master’s life and death.

“Are there any water sources nearby? Take me there!” Qin Lun instructed expressionlessly.

“Young Master, are you thirsty? I have water here!” Frank hesitated for a moment, then took out a small flat aluminum kettle from his bosom.

“No, I need to wash my body!” Qin Lun frowned as he took the flatted pot. Although the clothes seemed to have been washed before he was buried, they were now covered in the stench of corpses. He couldn’t just wear them out to see people.

“Cough cough cough! What is this?” Qin Lun put the flatted pot close to his mouth. Just as he took a sip, he was stimulated by the pungent and pungent smell and coughed repeatedly. His fair face turned eggplant-colored.

“This … This is the wine from Young Master’s workshop … Alcohol, but I didn’t take much. There’s some water in it!” Frank rubbed his rough hands and muttered a little embarrassedly, “It’s colder at night. Drinking a little can drive away the cold!”

Medical alcohol mixed with water! Qin Lun’s eyes widened, and a scarlet light flashed in his pupils. He once again felt the urge to strangle Frank to death. The murderer had never been tricked like this before.

Qin Lun closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He suppressed the urge to kill in his heart. He roared expressionlessly again, “Lead the way and take me to the water source nearby!”

“Oh!” Frank shrunk his head and agreed. However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he squatted on the ground and fumbled. He picked up two items and handed them to Qin Lun.

Qin Lun took the two items and raised his eyebrows. This was a small hat with a wide brim and a walking stick. Through the moonlight, one could see that more than half of the brass wrapped hands on the top of the cane had been worn away. It looked extremely old and should be the inheritance of Wellington’s father.

Seeing this, Qin Lun unconsciously put his hand into his coat pocket and his expression changed. This was not his habit, but the habit of the dead Young Master Stan, Wellington.

“Where’s my pocket watch?” A warm smile appeared on Qin Lun’s face, but his eyes flashed red again. From Wellington’s remaining memories, he felt that the young man should also have a brass pocket watch that he had inherited from his father. It was also the most valuable item on his body.

“Young Master’s pocket watch” Frank’s face revealed a trace of guilt as his eyes flickered as he replied, “I thought Young Master had passed away. I pawned the pocket watch!”

Qin Lun remained silent as the red light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. However, when he noticed the direction Frank would occasionally peek in, he was slightly stunned. At one end of the tomb, a small square stone tablet was lying peacefully in the mud.

Qin Lun’s heart skipped a beat. He took a few steps forward and helped the stone tablet up. He immediately sighed lightly. The stone stele was inscribed with the name Wellington Stein. This was the young man’s tombstone! Frank did not take his pocket watch and put it in his pocket. Instead, he chose to erect a tombstone for him.

Thinking carefully, although Wellington didn’t have a coffin before he died, his clothes were neat and tidy. At least, they were much more decent than Frank’s clothes.

If this ugly and disabled servant wasn’t loyal to his master, he would have stripped off Wellington’s clothes and changed into warm clothes for himself. As for the money used as a pocket watch, it was estimated that it was only enough to exchange for this tombstone, and it would no longer be able to create a coffin for the young man.

Thinking of the disabled Frank carrying Wellington’s corpse and tombstone into this eerie forest late at night. Using medical alcohol mixed with water to defend against the cold winds of the night, he dug out such a tomb with his master’s shovel.

The smile on Qin Lun’s face did not diminish in the slightest, but the red light in his eyes slowly faded away.

“Let’s go. It’s not dawn yet. Go to the river to wash up!”

Frank’s left and right feet were somewhat asymmetrical. He limped and walked very slowly. At this moment, under the moonlight, Qin Lun discovered that this servant had his head lowered. He was actually the same height as him, and his shoulders were wide and his skeleton thick. If it wasn’t for the hunchback, he would probably be a burly giant.

Qin Lun did not urge Frank any further. He followed behind him with a relaxed expression. Occasionally, he would glance at the broken tombstones and the exposed human remains at his feet with great interest. It was as if he was taking a walk in his own backyard.

Not far from the forest cemetery was a small stream. Qin Lun stripped off his clothes in a couple of strips and stood naked in the stream to wash his body and clothes. Only after the rotten smell on his body had faded away did he climb ashore again.

Frank built a bonfire by the creek. Seeing Qin Lun go ashore, he immediately took his clothes and roasted them by the bonfire with branches and forks.

“Young Master Wellington, can you drink some more wine to warm your body?” Frank handed the flat wine jug filled with water and alcohol to Qin Lun.

“You! Go down and wash yourself too!” Qin Lun withdrew his smile and expressionlessly took the wine jug. He kicked the hunchback servant into the stream.