Undead Requiem

"Hey, buddy, quickly move him to the carriage." In the middle of the night, under the heavy rain, Jack said loudly.In a cemetery on the outskirts of London, he and Butler sent freshly exhumed corpses to the carriage.

After finally loading the corpse into the carriage, Butler wiped the rainwater from his face: "This damn weather, it's like God's old guy is peeing non-stop."

Jack laughed "haha" and said, "We are all bad guys, so God wants us to overturn the Thames on the way to Professor Knox's house. Come on, brother. We will get a sum of money tonight, and then go buy the most Good wine, when the time comes, those lowly bastards will also take off the fig leaf for us."

Covering the body with a cloth as dirty as that of an old witch, the two drove to London.

Leaving the excavated cemetery, baptized by the rain.

London at the end of the 19th century, soaked in black fog.God seems to have abandoned this city full of chaos and violence, and the sun is opaque all day long.In summer, the Thames River smells of stench, burning factories, and tall chimneys belching black smoke.Inside, there are many poor people working hard for a piece of bread.

On the street, in order not to stain the noble and white skirts, the ladies who go out will pay 1 penny to the children from the East District to let them drag their skirts to walk.

After the cunning little devil got the money, he spit on the lady's back, and then looked for the next nobles who needed him.

After buying bread at the bakery, Whitman returned to the East End poorhouse with a basket.Walking all the way along the Thames, he had to guard against thieves or robbers.Because if the bread in the basket is taken away, the children in the poorhouse will not only starve today, but he will also be beaten by the director and locked in the basement.

As soon as he stepped into the East District, some homeless people stared at the bread in his basket.Whitman had to quicken his pace.Along the way, he saw a woman who had lost her child crying in despair while holding the child's body, and also saw a man who was drunk and fell to the ground, his money and clothes were looted.Whitman thought, if it was winter, this gentleman would freeze to death on the street.There are also men who are dragging people passing by, cruel people who are doing drug dealing.On the road, you can still see the dirt coming out of the toilet. In summer, this smell is even more unbearable than the dirty Thames River.

But all this, for Whitman, is all too familiar.

The East End of London is regarded as a place of disease, poverty, filth and sin by the upper-class nobles.Here, a few or even a dozen people live in a small room.

No noble or lady would like to come here.For them with noble status, coming to this kind of place will undoubtedly tarnish their status.It would be embarrassing if it spread to other nobles.

The thieves who were looking for prey to rob food focused on Whitman. As a 13-year-old boy, he was no match for him.Every time Whitman was sent out by the dean to buy bread, he would be his target.

Seeing that they were about to reach the poorhouse, the thief stopped Whitman's way: "Whitman, what a coincidence, we meet again. Oh, let me see, what is in your basket?"

The bearded bad guy gradually approached, and Whitman stepped back step by step: "My dear sir, this is food for the children of the poorhouse. Please have mercy and let me go."

The other party grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Whitman, we are old friends. Since the things in the basket are food, I will naturally share half of them."

Whitman showed a pleading face: "No, no." After finishing speaking, he ran to the poorhouse.

The bad guy reached out to grab him, and Whitman yelled in panic, holding the basket tightly: "Let me go! Let me go!"

The bad guy laughed triumphantly, and he leaned in front of the freckled Whitman and said, "Whitman, there are nobles who like a little boy like you. Look at your amber eyes, how beautiful they are, and how beautiful they are." With the brown curly hair, I guess, they liked it better."

Whitman's eyes widened in horror.

The bad guy continued to threaten: "So, hand over the bread in your arms."

Slowly, slowly, Whitman let go of the basket from his arms.Seeing that he had succeeded, the bad guy snatched his basket.

Whitman, who was free, suddenly kicked him in the face.The bad guy let out a scream, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.While he was clutching his penis, Whitman gave him a hard slam, knocking him into the Thames.

"Ah—" The bad guy fell into the Thames.Whitman hurriedly picked up the fallen bread and put it back in the basket, then ran to the poorhouse.

Sticking his head out of the dirty river, the bad guy said bitterly: "Whitman, you bad boy, wait for me, I will let you taste the regret."

After successfully returning to the poorhouse and handing the bread to Dean Eva, the bitter old woman counted it carefully and searched his pockets.After confirming that he didn't hide the bread, he touched his head with a smile: "Very good. Go, call the children to the restaurant."

Whitman smiled back: "Okay, Dean Eva."

So he went to the backyard of the poorhouse and brought the 23 children who were playing to the restaurant.Sister Emma divided the bread among everyone's plates and poured each a glass of milk and water.After Dean Eva led the children to shake hands and pray, the children could enjoy bread and milk.

While eating bread, Allen Jr., a child next to Whitman, whispered: "Whitman, I saw delicious beef and fruit in the dean's room."

Whitman said with a smile: "Little Allen, you can't sneak into the dean's room in the future. Be careful to be locked in the basement."

Little Allen showed a scared expression: "I will never go to the dean's room again."

Whitman nodded: "And don't tell anyone about the beef you saw in the dean's room."

Little Allen nodded seriously.

After lunch, Dean Eva called all the children together. She smiled and said kindly: "My dear children, our honored guests, the Devonshire family, the Duke of Cavendish will come to the poor tomorrow. The poorhouse visits you. So pack yourselves, and put on a smile. If that little rascal upsets the Duke, he'll not only be locked up in the cellar, but kicked out of the poorhouse."

After threatening, she called away the oldest child, Arnold, who had just turned 15.

The skinny kids spread out and continued playing in the yard.Whitman played with a 2-year-old in her arms.When A Nuo came back, he said, "A Nuo..."

Arnold smiled: "Whitman doesn't have to worry about me. If the Duke of Cavendish can hire me as a gardener, it is simply a good thing given by God."

The children of the poorhouse, at the age of 15, had to leave to find another way of life.Whitman has seen that some of the children who go out from here die of illness, some find a good job, some become prostitutes, some become thieves, and some become murderers.

Tomorrow, the master of the noble Devonshire family will come here to visit the children and send relief money.Arno could be taken back to be a gardener if they wanted to.If they don't need it, Arnold can only leave the poorhouse and look for a new job in London.

Whitman is 13 years old and has two years to go before leaving here.

These older children knew that the reason why the vicious Dean Eva took in the orphans was only because of the relief funds donated by the nobles.Of course, most of these relief funds went into the pocket of the dean.But they can only be forced to accept it, because, leaving here, the young and weak children cannot survive.Starvation and disease will kill them at any time.Moreover, if it is winter, you will freeze to death on the street at any time.

Every year, many people freeze to death in the East End of London.

Arnold smiled and said to Whitman, "Take care of these little guys for me."

Whitman nodded: "Don't worry, Arnold, I will take good care of them."

A Nuo looked up at the gray sky and said, "In the future, I will come back to see you."

Whitman smiled.

Body snatchers dug up a freshly buried body in a cemetery outside London during heavy rain yesterday.The family whose body was stolen came to the London police station to call the police and cried.Today, Detective Inspector Charles took patrol officers to investigate.At the scene, he saw four shoe prints and the tire marks of the carriage.Measured the shoes and tracked the carriage all the way to London Bridge.After entering the urban area, the wheel marks mixed with other carriage marks disappeared.

Back at the police station, Inspector Charles reviewed the previous cases of body theft and concluded that this case was the same perpetrator as the previous cases of body loss.These two corpse snatchers either sold the corpse to a certain religion as a sacrifice, or sold it to a doctor who dissected the corpse.

But how to tell who they sold the body to?

So Detective Charles went out to inquire about which religious group recently needed corpses as sacrifices.

They got another sum of money.

After Butler and Jack sold the corpse yesterday, they got a sum of money.Last night, they checked into a small hotel, and called two gangsters to drink and have fun all night.

In the morning, they got the two gangsters out and started planning their next body grab.

"Professor Knox said it. Now, the body of a fresh boy with body temperature is more valuable. Besides, those bastard policemen are guarding the cemetery. We can't go anymore." Sitting on the chair, Jack put his feet on the window , said while drinking beer.

"Hey, we can go to the East District. There are a lot of fresh people in that place." Butler said with great interest.

In that area full of violence and crime, even if one person disappears, no one will care.You know, no London policeman is willing to investigate any cases there, maybe they will be assassinated while walking in it.

So it's a good target there.

Jack raised the wine in his hand: "My brother, my partner! Cheers to our next job!"

Early the next morning, Arnold and Whitman combed and dressed all the children in the poorhouse.Dean Eva came to the children's room to check that they hadn't left snot and mud on their faces before nodding in satisfaction.So, he said: "My dear children, let us go to meet the honorable Duke."

With smiles on their faces, the children followed Dean Eva to the outside of the poorhouse to welcome the coming nobles.

When the gorgeous carriage drove into the East District, it caused quite a commotion.Those poor people recognized the coat of arms of the Devonshire family on the carriage.

"Look, that noble nobleman has gone to the poorhouse to help poor children again."

"Oh, the poor children were used by that devil Eva, God will never forgive her."

"I really hope the Duke of Cavendish can see through her tricks."

Women with strong jealousy cursed, while men envied and hated.

"Hey, if I had such a precious carriage, those noble ladies would definitely lie down at my feet and lick my shoes."

"Isn't it? They can sell their souls to the devil if they have money."

On the carriage, the blond and blue-eyed 15-year-old boy looked at the slums in the East District. Those people had different expressions and were extremely interesting.He said to his father sitting beside him, "Father, look at the expressions of those people, it's really interesting."

The young and handsome Duke William Cavendish smiled and said: "My dear Arthur, they are just poor people."

Arthur Cavendish smiled back. "Yes, they are poor people. I hope God will keep them."

William Cavendish showed a gentle expression. His beautiful and kind son will become a new great nobleman in the future.Only by maintaining his beautiful, noble and kind qualities can he be more attractive.

Arthur Cavendish looked outside, those poor people, with a smile on his face.

This kind of smile has no warmth.

The carriage gradually reached the gate of the poorhouse. The blond, wearing a black top hat and white gloves, and holding a cane inlaid with gemstones, which symbolized power, got off the carriage, and the children of the poorhouse stared wide-eyed.

No matter how many times this distinguished guest comes, they will all be attracted by the noble and elegant temperament of the other party.

Dean Eva led the children to greet them, and the gentle nobleman stroked the children's heads, so he took his son and followed Eva into the poorhouse.

The Duke of Cavendish sends Arthur off to play with the children while he speaks to Dean Eva.

Arthur is like his father, and the children like him with his affinity.But the timid children did not dare to go forward.He showed a gentle smile, then took out a pocket watch from his arms and handed it to Little Allen: "This is a gift from me to you."

Little Allen's eyes widened in surprise, and he took it timidly, showing a simple smile: "Thank you, respected Master Arthur."

Arthur reached out and stroked his little head.

With this scene, the other children were no longer afraid, so they rushed forward to play with Arthur.

Whitman, who was holding a child, looked behind Arthur, watched for a while, and moved his eyes to Arthur.Coincidentally, the four eyes collided with Arthur.Arthur stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Hello."

Whitman smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hi, honorable Master Arthur, my name is Whitman."

Arthur looked at the child in his arms eating his fingers, and smiled gently: "She's so cute."

"Thank you, little Emma, ​​it's great to hear your compliments."

"Can you show me the poorhouse?"

"of course."

So Whitman took Arthur to see the poorhouse.Behind, followed a string of children.

The children like this noble young master, he is like an angel.

The Duke of Cavendish left a sum of money to the poorhouse. Arnold, who was 15 years old, mustered up the courage to talk to this kind and elegant nobleman, and expressed his willingness to serve him.

The Duke of Cavendish looked at the nervous teenager who was sweating, and said with a smile: "As long as you want, you can stay and work in the Cavendish family."

Arnold was trembling with excitement, he saluted the Duke: "Thank you for your kindness, noble Duke."

Seeing that Arnold successfully got a decent job, Dean Eva was relieved, so he sent him to pack up and salute.

Arnold packed up and saluted, and said his final farewell to the children in the poorhouse.Whitman hugged him: "Congratulations, Arnold."

A Nuo hugged him back: "We will definitely meet again."

The children hugged him one after another, and then said goodbye to him one after another.

Arno got into the Duke's carriage, and the children watched the carriage leave gradually.

Looking at the sky above the carriage, Whitman slowly retracted his gaze.

Dean Eva, who received the relief money, mercifully cooked a sumptuous dinner for the children.Every time the Duke of Cavendish comes, the children are as happy as Christmas.

On the way home in a carriage, when crossing London Bridge."I bet that boy saw me," said the demon sitting on top of the wagon.

Arthur, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled and talked to his father, but did not answer the devil.

The demon "Jie Jie" smiled strangely: "You should take him to Cavendish's house, it will be more interesting."

The only one who can hear and see him is Arthur.The poor devil whined from the top of the wagon.He was so boring, he spread his withered wings and flew up, taking in the whole of London shrouded in fog.

What are those demons lurking in London doing?

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!" They must be doing something interesting.

So he turned around and continued to follow the carriage and left London.

In the evening, the youngest child suddenly fell ill. Fearing that she had an infectious disease, she was isolated in another room.Dean Eva handed Whitman 10 shillings: "Go and invite old man Gail." If she had an infectious disease, she could only be completely abandoned.

Taking the money, Whitman left the poorhouse to find Old Man Gale.

Old Gale was an East End doctor and a bad old man who liked to drink.Rumor has it that he was a graduate of Edinburgh Medical School.Later, he killed someone and fled to the East District.Every day, he buys alcohol with the money he earns from seeing a doctor.As for whether he can really cure diseases, no one knows, let alone whether he is from Edinburgh Medical School.

Crossing a certain dirty alley in the East End, when Whitman was heading towards the house where old Gail lived, two dark figures gradually approached him.

Suddenly, the two black shadows covered his mouth with their hands.One of them took out a rope and wrapped it around his neck. '

"Jack! Stretch him!"

It's the ghouls Butler and Jack.

The strangled Whitman grabbed the rope around his neck and struggled staring at his feet.Slowly, slowly, his movements slowed down.Then, the pupils dilated, the hand dropped, and there was no sound at all.

"Quick! Send him to Professor Knox!"

The two hurriedly picked up the boy's body and left.

After Butler and Jack left, a man dressed in black and holding a death scythe appeared on a roof in the alley.

Not seeing the soul to be harvested, he leapt and left.

The author has something to say: it can be eaten with "Cross Rose Requiem".

——Tongyin April 2019, 4.