I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 383 - 350: The Curator’s Glorious Past

Again, he only spoke half the sentence...

Jiang Xiao furrowed his brows, but he didn’t say much, as he might not care about these rules himself, but ordinary people definitely need to abide by them.

Could it be that to listen to a story, he had to drive soone to death?

He was not a beast; he couldn’t do such a thing.

However, Bao Lebin was clever enough not to ntion the "legendary story" outright.

But he repeatedly cited Rule One:

[Rule One: There are no ghosts in this world, spreading ghost stories about the mortuary is strictly forbidden, violators will be dismissed imdiately]

Since he brought up this rule multiple tis, it was certain that the "legendary story" he knew was related to "ghost stories."

"If you speak out, will you definitely be fired?"

Bao Lebin nodded, then shook his head frantically, indicating that dismissal was just a ans, not the purpose.

Once dismissed, with thirty kiloters of vast wilderness, how could he survive, with a physique like Zhao Wuyan’s?

Seeing Jiang Xiao’s malicious gaze, the director imdiately spoke up to explain.

"I’m just following the rules. The rules are like this, what can I do?"

"What if you don’t follow these rules, will people die?"

"Is this a matter of life and death?"

"Then why do you set these disastrous rules? If we don’t follow them, are you going to kill us?"

"I told you, it’s not about life or death!!"

"Well, I’m telling you now, I’m going to break them. I want to see if you can drive away today, if you can really kill !"

"You!"

Faced with the aggressive Jiang Xiao, the director did not respond imdiately but sighed deeply, appearing quite helpless.

"Why?"

"You young people, why do you always have to be curious about this and that? Don’t you know curiosity killed the cat?"

"Do you know how long I’ve been a mortuary director? Eighty-five years, a full eighty-five years!"

"Do you know how many employees we’ve changed during this period?"

Well...

Jiang Xiao counted on his fingers; one could leave after ten full years with every two employees serving simultaneously.

So, over eighty-five years, that would be exactly eight shifts.

"A total of 16 changes? Bao Lebin and I are the 17th?"

The director shook his head with a wry smile, indicating Jiang Xiao’s thought was really optimistic~

"Actually, over the eighty-five years, our mortuary has changed over ten thousand employees!"

What the heck?

What’s going on?

Jiang Xiao counted on his fingers again, over ten thousand years, assuming two employees were working simultaneously.

So that ant an employee was replaced every five days?!

This what the hell kind of Kaidan is this, it’s more like a pure old-age at grinder!

If this were a major Kaidan like "Daddy, Where Are You Dead" or "Sin City", Jiang Xiao wouldn’t be so shocked.

But this was a minor Kaidan, each Chosen One was independent, a small Kaidan resulting in over ten thousand deaths, what the total?

"What about the previous employees?"

"Many people were like you, full of curiosity, thinking they were the protagonists in a movie who could unravel the secrets of the mortuary, but they all ended up dead."

Everyone: ...

The director... was also an honest person.

"Don’t look at like that. It wasn’t who killed them. It’s simple, just follow the rules. Why do you have to try breaking out of this comfort zone? It’s not hard to understand that you won’t die if you don’t court death, right?"

"Not you who killed them? Lying is a dog’s job!" Jiang Xiao looked askance at the director, obviously not very convinced by his nonsense.

"It really wasn’t who killed them. You have a witness right by your side, you can ask him."

Jiang Xiao looked at Bao Lebin, who hesitated, showing a conflicted expression as if he wanted to speak but was afraid to.

"It’s fine, as long as you don’t break the rules, you can talk about what you saw, lest soone thinks I’m harming him."

"Brother Rong... he couldn’t hold back at the ti and told so things, and then, indeed, the director didn’t do anything to him, it was Brother Rong himself who went mad, then ran into the wilderness..."

Oh?

So, was this old man not a bad guy after all?

But his intention to defile the bodies was too ingrained in Jiang Xiao’s mind; that didn’t seem like sothing a good person would do.

"Hey, believe it or not, after all... never mind, Bao Lebin, you seem quite lucky with your timid deanor. If soone wants to court death, don’t bother with them. Advise if you can, but if you can’t persuade them, don’t risk your own neck."

"You’re also trapped in the mortuary?"

After thinking for a while, Jiang Xiao felt that was the only possibility; otherwise, so things didn’t make sense.

The director looked deeply at Jiang Xiao and then nodded, saying.

"What does it matter if I’m trapped? What’s the essential difference between being here and any other place? Isn’t it all the sa, just closing and opening your eyes, and the day passes by, and here... there are no pressures like mortgages or car loans, isn’t it wonderful?"

Prison? Or a hidden paradise?

But Jiang Xiao didn’t care about these things; his sole focus was to return and redeem Sun Wei, to keep those two little demons in check.

His objective was clear and resolute!

This old man was trying to brainwash him with just a few words, which was sowhat underestimating his willpower.

"Then call a car to get out of this wilderness, I think you are not bad, don’t force to act."

"No," the director flatly refused.

"Bullshit! Bao Lebin told that after working for ten years, a car will co to pick us up!"

"Yes, didn’t he tell you? After ten years, but you’ve only been here for the second day, right? I’m just following the rules..."

Oh!

Jiang Xiao felt his teeth ache, he didn’t want to do so unpleasant things, but these people seed to always be pushing him!

"Old Bidel, I’m a person with a soft character, not fond of competing, but if you can no longer et my demands, then I will have to act according to my own rules."

"Your rules?" The director was startled, then chuckled awkwardly: "Note, this place is the mortuary, and I am the director here. You, a re employee, are threatening ?"

Jiang Xiao did not answer, his face cold, and he slowly walked towards the director, who resembled a fattened pig.

With no expression on his face, the director rely watched as Jiang Xiao approached him, his expression inscrutable.

"Newcor, if you have a complaint, co at ."

At the critical mont, the Night Watchman, who had always been aloof and quiet, stood out and stepped between the two.

"I was like you once, thinking I was tough and offended the director, only to realize later that I was wrong."

"So, are you going to take the beating for Old Bidel?"

The Night Watchman spread his hands, "Sorry, I think you misunderstood, I am standing in for the director... to beat you."