Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 239

2021-08-05

Chapter 239 Ghosts at the Funeral
After lunch, I read the book for an hour, Shade went out.

Find the carriage from the street corner and head east across the city to the cemetery outside the city. On the way, Shade, who was very bored, talked with the driver about the recent weather, complained about the high prices together, and then talked about their respective jobs.

Perhaps because of Shade's slightly youthful face and his approachable tone, the driver was willing to talk to him a little more. This carriage is of course not his. The driver rents a car from the carriage guild in Tobesque in the city, carries passengers according to the designated area, and transfers the daily income to the guild in proportion, and the rest of the money is used to support the family .

Although the income of such a job exceeds that of a porter carrying bags near the station, it does not actually escape the status quo of family poverty. The main reason is that there are five children in the driver's family.

Four of them are their own children, and the other is the child of the dead big brother's house. In these days, it's normal for anyone to die suddenly, like Detective Sparrow.

“Recent income is not bad, I even ordered milk from silver parrot milk delivery company, a bottle a day, children can share. Oh, sir, I heard people say that drinking milk is It can grow taller."

"Is there a saying that I remember the milk from the silver parrot milk delivery company is not very expensive?"

Shade asked hesitantly, while the driver revealed With a smile:

"The price of ordering milk there has been lowered some time ago. It seems that there is a problem with the warehouse. Before the repairs are completed, the daily hoarded goods must be released as soon as possible. A middle-aged gentleman who worked there, he told me about it, and my neighbors were also planning to order some before prices came back up, which is really good.”

Tobesque Public Cemetery is An important part of the basic municipal engineering of Tobesque, although it is a "public cemetery", in addition to members of the royal family, even nobles will be buried here.

The area of the park is very large, and it is very important to choose to be buried on the ground or in a crypt, in the shade or in the sun, and even in the surrounding environment and tomb density.

The emergence of public cemeteries in the age of steam is of course not because the city hall is useless with a lot of money, but in the process of expanding the city of Tobesque, it encountered the original cemetery around the city. land occupation problem.

In the real world of mysticism, burial is not a simple matter. Therefore, it was finally decided to establish an urban public cemetery in the east of the city. As for the choice of the east, it is because the east of the city is adjacent to the mountains, while the other three sides are flat, and the expansion of Tobesque will not choose the east.

Tobesque City Public Cemetery is far more grand than the shabby little country cemetery run by Mr. Copps, whom Shade once visited. There are specially built roads extending from the city to here, and except for the carriage of the cemetery, any foreign carriage is not allowed to enter the park.

The stone pavement is laid in the cemetery, connecting each park. The public cemetery is not just one, it is usually divided into northeast, east and southeast, and the eastern cemetery that Shade went to this time is divided into five parks. The third burial area of the Eastern Cemetery where Mr. Watson, who has been turned into bones, is buried is the so-called burial area of the rich.

And the burial place in the crypt is even more expensive, not to mention the current 1853, even more than 20 years before Mrs Watson bought the tomb, the price is definitely more than 30 pounds.

The above information is all Shade inquired from the coachman. The journey was boring, and the two talked a lot. The coachman was very happy to talk to people like Shade. Therefore, when getting off the bus, Shade specially gave 5 pence more as a thank you to relieve the boredom along the way, and the driver also took off his hat to express his gratitude to Shade.

Because the city public cemetery is managed by the city hall and the natural church, there is of course a church in the cemetery.

White's chapel stands next to the gravekeeper's hut, with an obituary posted on the door telling people the identities of those buried here today.

When Shade, who was tidying up his clothes, stood on the stone pavement in front of the chapel, some funeral guests came one after another. You don't need to bring anything extra to attend such a funeral, you just need to wear black formal attire.

All the way inward, Shade found the Old Lady standing beside the coffin in the chapel. The wooden lacquered coffin was covered with silver's wrench symbol, which is also the "God of Creation and Destruction". It is the holy emblem of the righteous god [Lady of Creation], which represents the faith of Mr. Watson who has been dead for many years.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hamilton."

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Watson, please don't be so sad."

Shade comforted in a low voice After a few words, the old lady Watson introduced him to the middle age person with a black top hat who was also standing beside the coffin.

Said to be a middle age person, but in fact he is almost fifty years old.

This is Mr. Watson's younger brother, Johns Watson, the youngest son of the former Watson count. Although he also failed to inherit the title, this gentleman also relied on the power of the family to have his own property locally. Today, he came to attend the funeral on behalf of the family.

Although Mrs. Watson said there was some contradiction between the two, at least this contradiction was not shown in front of Shade. The middle-aged gentleman politely thanked Shade for coming here, while Shade inquired about the funeral process and confirmed that the priest could be present.

This is the First Stage funeral that Shade attended in this world. When looking towards the coffin in his spare time, Shade couldn't help but think about the Watson who was sealed in the wall after his death. Mr. Te, I don't know how to think about the relationship between his wife and his family.

"Thirty years late for the funeral."

Even though this funeral has nothing to do with him, he can't help but sigh.

The funeral customs of this era are similar to the Western-style funerals in Shade's hometown. Relatives and friends with sad faces are present, presided over by the pastor of the church of the deceased's belief, family elders or friends with high status read the eulogy, and then let the family elders or high-ranking friends read the eulogy. Relatives recalled the events of the deceased one by one.

All of these procedures take place in this cemetery chapel, and the longest process is that a priest with a license leads everyone to pray for the deceased, praying that his soul can be healed. rest in peace.

The Watson family and the relatives and friends of Mrs. Watson took their seats on the long seats in the church auditorium. Because of the power of the family and money, almost the entire auditorium was filled with visitors today.

Shade spoke very early, and he was the second speaker after the priest after the funeral began at 2:00 pm. The eulogy was ready. He first stated his identity, and then read the sentences on the page he held in praise of Mr. Watson and regretting his die an untimely death.

The whole process lasted for 10 minutes. After the end, people applauded politely. Several Old Lady sitting in the front seat also covered their faces with handkerchiefs and cried, not knowing whether it was true or false. But Shade at least thought Old Lady Watson's cry was real.

He can't leave now, and he can't leave until the coffin is sent to the tomb. After all, the agreed checkout time is after the process. Only then would he be able to walk to visit Mr. Sparrow Hamilton, who lay not far away.

Since I didn't know anyone, Shade took a seat in the back row near the church door and hallway. When he walked back very quietly, there was actually a young girl wearing a black lady's cap with white flowers, and suddenly put a note for him.

I thought it was something important, but didn't expect open it and there was an address written on it, and there was a lip print under the Red Seal under the letter.

“Um”

【What do you think it will be? ]

The voice in my head rang in my ears.

"Ask for help or something like that."

He replied, stuffing the paper balls into his pockets, thinking about finding a place to throw them away after the funeral.

Shade doesn't have the heart to meet strange girls now:

"It's funny that someone is still chatting up at a funeral."

He whispered, although It was quiet, but probably no one sitting next to him could hear what he was saying.

"It's really interesting."

Hearing such a voice in his ear, Shade was stunned, thinking that someone had heard him. But he realized that the sound came from his left, which was clearly the carpeted aisle between the long rows of seats, so it stands to reason that someone was impossible.

"What's the situation?"

Then he glanced to the left and saw a middle age person with a transparent body standing beside him.

both of his hands behind his back, looking regretfully at Mrs. Watson, who was behind the small podium in the church, recalling her husband.

A middle age person with a transparent body, like the guests who arrive slowly at this funeral, can only stand and watch the scene in front of them after finding out that there is no seat left. But the transparency of the body and the constant feeling of coldness prove that this is not a human being.

Shade didn't show panic, just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and whispered in his heart:

"So, what's the situation? I'm just here to participate in a game. It's just a funeral"

The fundamental reason for not panicking is that the man next to him is not strong.

[Simply put, you've encountered a ghost. ]

She gave the answer with a smile.

Shade remains in a seated position, occasionally looking to the left. What was standing beside him was probably a ghost, and his whole attention was looking at Mrs. Watson in front of him, so people who didn't pay attention to him could see him.

Although the body is transparent, the appearance of the face can still be seen clearly. It's just that Shade has never seen this face, but he is very suspicious that this is Mr. Watson, but the unlucky guy who was outdated more than 30 years ago didn't leave a photo at all, so Shade is just guessing.

"When did it appear?"

[About a second before you express your exclamation, which is when the current Old Lady speaks on stage. ]

"That's the case."

Shade tried to scour his head for knowledge about "ghosts", because the house he lived in had died not long ago, so Shade was in contact with the Holy Spirit. After Byrons's textbook, he focused on the relevant content.

PS: Add another chapter. It is the addition that 3,000 people promised last month.