Undead Requiem

Eugene and Eugene are lovers.Although Eugene wore coarse clothes, his handsome face, curly pale blond hair and blue eyes made him look like a highly educated nobleman.Eugene, on the other hand, has brown hair and brown eyes.His appearance is common among those engaged in coolies.But the affinity that came out of him made Whitman like it very much.

A pair of male lovers is not allowed to exist in this absolutely correct social morality.Therefore, gay people will be regarded as vulgar, dirty, and intolerable.If a woman falls in love with a woman, she will be forced to marry, or sent to an insane asylum and an asylum.

A lunatic asylum in London where all kinds of people are imprisoned.Whitman, who once passed by the madhouse, picked up a note on the outside of the wall, which said "the kind person who picked up this note, please show mercy and save me".Whitman was just a child, and of course he couldn't save the owner of the note, so he handed the note to the London police.

The London policeman smiled, stroked his head and said, "Yes, good boy, we have received it." Then, he was dismissed.After he turned around, he tore off the note and threw it into the trash can.

Whitman was disappointed, but he could not cross the high wall of the madhouse.

Men falling in love with men naturally cannot be accepted by mainstream society.Therefore, Wilde was forced to explain "the love that dare not speak its name" in the trial seat.His letters, plays, and books were severely judged.

Both Eugene and Eugene are men, and they are still lovers.Among the rat-catchers, it was not a secret, it was accepted on the contrary.

The rat catcher next to Whitman said: "God has given every human being the right to love. It is ridiculous that most human beings are obstructing the love of other people. Most of the human beings are wrong. Love has never divided men and women. woman."

After spending the afternoon happily with the Ratcatcher, Whitman bid farewell and went home.Eugene told him not to be late tomorrow.Whitman smiled, waved, and returned to the poorhouse.

At night, before going to bed, Ellen Jr. asked Whitman, "Will you forget us, Whitman?"

Whitman said softly, "Of course not."

All the children who leave the poorhouse seldom come back to visit the children.Some left here to work as coolies at the bottom, some became prostitutes and prostitutes, some became thieves and murderers, and some became high-class people by virtue of their talents.

And orphans who have become superior people occasionally help the poorhouse.But rarely.In their eyes, Dean Eva was not worthy of any kindness.

Orphans who have not received a good education leave the poorhouse with nothing.If you want to struggle from the bottom to become the upper class, you have to pay a huge price.And without any resources and contacts, this road has already been blocked.

The dignitaries of the upper class are unwilling to open the door to any inferior human beings.

Otherwise, the East End of London would not have been reduced to a slum, filled with disease, filth, and stench.

Whitman needs money now. In the remaining year, besides making money, he has to think clearly about what he wants to do?

If he doesn't choose well, he will be reduced to a member of the ghetto.Then fall, despair, and wait for death.

The next day, Whitman rose early before the children in the poorhouse.Then head to London's West End with a long bamboo pole.

When he got to the window of Walt's house, Whitman tapped his window three times with a bamboo pole.window, not open.He knocked three more times to confirm that the Grim Reaper was not there.Whitman went away.

Whitman appeared at the time agreed with Eugene and Eugene.Gentle Eugene rubbed his head and said: "Today we are going to a farm to catch mice."

Eugene made a face, and he said with a smile: "The chickens on that farm were killed by giant rats. Of course, he has to pay a sum of money."

So, the three of them got into a freight carriage and left the city.Five kilometers away from London, they came to a farm.The farmer was a strong man with a beard.Seeing the three rat catchers, he hurriedly said: "Kill that damned mouse!" If the mouse is not killed, the animals on his farm will be threatened every day.Even if he blocked the mouse's hole with stones and reinforced the railing with wire.But, none of that is going to do the damn rat any good.

It can pierce hard stones with its claws and bite through tough iron wire with its teeth.

The farmer already had a premonition that if he didn't kill this monster quickly, his losses would be even greater this winter.

With three rat catchers, the farmer came to the chicken coop and pointed to the big hole and said, "Look, this big hole, even a baby can crawl in. Now, you're going to catch him out of it and kill him!"

Eugene took out the mousetrap and said, "Don't worry, sir, we'll crush that bastard."

The farmer handed them the farm and went back to the house to wait for news that the rats had been eradicated.

Eugene said to Whitman, "Go check all the mouse holes, little one."

Whitman nodded: "Okay." So, he went to check the rat hole on the farm.

Eugene and Eugene measured the mouse's hole and examined the droppings left by the mouse and the dirt in its burrow.

"It's a big guy," Eugene said.

"The soil at the mouth of this hole is very new, and there is a lot of droppings. It must often go through this hole to catch those poor hens to eat." Eugene said.

"We can set a trap at the entrance of this hole."

So, they set a trap outside the hole, and then covered it with a strong cage.As long as that giant mouse gets out of it, it will be trapped inside.Afterwards, they can tackle it with a knife.

While they set the traps, Whitman checked the rat holes.

Rumor has it that giant rats are possessed by spirits.They are intelligent and very intelligent.There are witches who raise them as familiars.

But no one knows whether they are possessed by the dead or not.

But the mouth of the giant mouse's burrow is scary to look at.Whitman wondered if if he put his hand in, the monster lurking inside would bite him off.

This assumption is disturbing.

On the farm, Whitman found fifteen giant openings.Eugene said, "That rat must have hollowed out the grounds of the farm. Come on, let's fill up thirteen openings with rocks."

Two openings remained, one of which was set up as an exit trap.The other one burned him with thick smoke and forced him out.Of course, this hole needs two people to guard it.But judging from the hole where the trap was set, the mouse would follow its inertia and escape from the hole it often entered and exited.

The three of them moved stones and soil to block the remaining thirteen holes.

Eugene ordered: "I'll guard the trap while Eugene and Whitman drive the mouse out."

So Whitman brought straw to Eugene.Eugene stuffed the straw into the hole, then took out the match, the match lit the straw, and the smoke began to cover the hole.

Eugene drew a knife from his waist and handed it to Whitman: "Here, if that mouse comes out of this hole, stab him to death."

Whitman nodded: "Okay."

If you don't stab it to death, its sharp claws will cut his stomach, and his internal organs will flow out.And it eats brains.

Eugene kept stuffing straw into the hole and fanning it with an old fan.Others exited the hole and began to smoke.The three began to hear voices coming from the cave.

Then one of the blocked holes suddenly loosened.

Eugene yelled, "Whitman, hold the hole!"

Whitman jumped at the hole.The giant mouse inside is desperately pressing against the exit, and its strength is amazing.Whitman was almost ejected, but fortunately, the guy inside seemed unable to withstand the smoke and lack of oxygen, so he gave up this hole and went to another hole.

Whitman jumped up, knife in hand, and stared at the rest of the hole.

"Here it comes!" Eugene yelled.

Whitman turned his head and looked over. He saw a huge mouse suddenly leap out from the exit and enter the trap cage.The next moment, it was imprisoned inside.

The giant mouse was so big that if it stood up, it could reach Whitman's waist.

Eugene laughed "hahahaha" and kicked the cage: "No rat can escape my trap."

The mouse in the cage went crazy, it rushed into the cage angrily, opened its sharp teeth and began to bite the cage.Eugene knew that the broken cage could not keep the mouse in prison for long, so he killed it before it could escape from the cage.

With the knife drawn, Eugene stabbed the giant mouse in the heart.Rats squealed harshly.Eugene stabbed a few more times, and the giant crazy rat screamed wildly, and slowly, slowly, it stopped struggling.

When Eugene lifted the cage, Eugene suddenly yelled: "There's another mouse!"

The mouse hole at Whitman's feet, the stone and soil at the entrance of the hole loosened, and then a huge mouse jumped out.Whitman fell in fright, and the red-eyed mouse jumped at him.

Seeing that Whitman was about to be bitten through the neck by the mouse, Eugene threw the knife in his hand, and the knife stabbed the red-eyed mouse in the eye and missed it.

The red-eyed mouse yelled in pain and started running around the farm.

Eugene said loudly: "Kill it!" After speaking, he attacked the scurrying rats.

The terrified Whitman regained his senses, he stood up hastily, held the knife with both hands and aimed at the scurrying mice.Eugene, on the other hand, picked up a stone and threw it at the red-eyed mouse.

The mouse was clever and knew that Whitman was the weakest of the three.So, attack him.When Eugene ran to knock Whitman away, Whitman kicked his feet.

He opened his mouth and yelled, holding the knife firmly in both hands and swiping at the mouse.

When Eugene and Eugene thought he would be killed by rats.The knife in Whitman's hand sliced ​​across the mouse's neck.

The mouse stopped and fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.As for Whitman, his face was splashed with rat blood.

A little less, and the mouse's neck was cut by him.

Eugene laughed wantonly, and he happily walked up to Whitman, rubbed his head and praised, "Whitman, you are a brave man!"

Eugene, who was taken aback, said, "Fortunately, it's okay."

Whitman laughed happily too.

The task of catching mice was completed, and the farmer was terrified when he saw the dead bodies of the two giant mice.It was even more disturbing to think that they might have had a litter of pups under the farm.

"I need you to dig out his hole and check for any leftover rats."

Eugene shook his head and said, "Sir, we're just paid for a rat trap."

Knowing what he meant, the farmer said, "I'd like to pay five shillings more."

Eugene accepted the payment.So, the three of them began to check whether there were rat cubs inside.

Eugene taught Whitman how to accurately identify the dens of the mouse holes, and Whitman listened carefully and remembered.After Eugene found out the rat dens, the three dug.After digging into the ground, they saw the rat cubs, seven of them in total.These giant mice give birth to pups that are as big as normal mice.Eugene picked up one and said, "These cubs are new."

The whole body is red, and even the eyes are not fully opened.

Eugene took out the bag, and Eugene put the mice into it one by one.

Whitman was puzzled.

Eugene said with a smile: "The newborn mice can be eaten."

It turned out to be the case.

Rats in the city of London are so dirty and diseased that they cannot be eaten unless they are extremely hungry.But born on the farm, the little mouse cub who was just born was not sick.Therefore, it can be cleaned up and baked.

After getting paid, they packed up their tools and left the farm.

On the way back to London, I met a cart entering the city again.Eugene gave fivepence, and they got into the carriage.

In the car, Eugene divided the reward for catching mice today into three.

One for him, one for Eugene, one for Whitman.Seventeen shillings divided.

Whitman said, "Mr. Eugene, I have not worked as hard as you."

Eugene touched his head: "Whitman, ours are equal, and this is the reward you deserve."

Eugene agreed.

Whitman accepted calmly.

On the way back to London, a strong wind blew up and it snowed heavily.Eugene hugged Eugene in his arms, for fear that he would be frozen.Eugene, on the other hand, held Whitman in his arms.

Eugene quietly kissed his lover's ear, and Eugene's cheeks were hot.Eugene bit his ear and said, "After this summer, we'll have enough money to buy a house and open a bakery."

Whitman heard the word "bakery" and said, "Mr. Eugene and M. Eugène are going to open a bakery?"

Eugene smiled and said, "Yes."

Eugene proudly showed off to Whitman: "The bread made by Eugenie is better than that of the 'Watson' bakery in the West End."

Whitman's eyes widened: "Mr. Eugene is amazing!"

Eugene said warmly in his heart: "When the bakery opens in the future, Whitman will come and taste it."

Whitman nodded.

This matter has been agreed upon.

Back in London, in the bridge hole, the rat catchers came back one after another.Eugene cleaned up the rat cubs he had brought back, borrowed salt, and put them on the fire to roast.

After a while, the mouse on the fire gave off a scent.

After one was baked, Eugene handed one to Whitman.Whitman took it, and he ate it into his mouth and exclaimed in surprise: "It's really delicious."

Eugene picked up a glass of hot wine: "With a glass of wine, the taste is better than the steak on the nobleman's table."

Of course, Whitman could not drink alcohol.

Whitman returned to the poorhouse after a pleasant day with the rat-catcher.

When we walked out of the bridge hole, it was still snowing outside.

I don't know, is there any work to catch mice tomorrow?

Back at the poorhouse, Whitman put the money in an iron box.

The children of the poorhouse crowded around him when they saw him come back.Looking at these children, Whitman felt a bit of reluctance in his heart.Over time, he regarded them as family.There is no difference now, it is already like this.It will be even more uncomfortable on the day of the real parting.

The next day the wind and snow stopped, and Whitman, holding a bamboo pole, came to Mr. Death's window.He knocked once, and the window opened.He smiled and said: "Good morning, Mr. Walter. I wish you a good day." So, to go.

But Walter said, "Little guy, why don't you come up and have a cup of tea."

Whitman smiled politely and stopped: "Thank you for your kindness. I still have work, so I won't bother you." After finishing speaking, he left.

Mr. Reaper was obviously dissatisfied that the other party ignored him, so he jumped from the window and was bounced away when he reached out and touched Whitman.

"Little guy, what kind of job did you find?"

Whitman didn't want to answer him, but said anyway: "The Ratcatcher."

Without belittling his work, Walter said, "I can find you a better job."

Whitman smiled stiffly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I love this job even more."

Whitman was troubled by Mr. Death's haunting him.Why did the other party pester him?

Following Whitman all the way to the bridge hole, Walt quickly attracted attention.

He is like a nobleman strayed into the slums.He is elegant and has an extraordinary temperament.At first glance, they are completely out of tune with the lower-level people like them.

Walter didn't care about people's stares.In his eyes, whether it is a nobleman of the upper class or a coolie of the lower class, they are all the same in his eyes.And, he's been to worse places.A bridge hole full of people is really nothing.

Whitman was very helpless, even if he said that Walt should not follow him, the other party did it willfully.

Before exposing the death scythe on his body, he was just an ordinary person.

Following Whitman, Walt came to the rat-catcher's territory.Here they are growing or boiling bad wine.The other rat catchers were surprised to see Walter who looked like a prince.

Whitman quickly explained: "He just..."

Walter said with a smile: "My name is Walter, we are good friends."

Eugene held out his hand: "I'm Eugene, the rat catcher with Whitman."

Afterwards, introduce each other.Walter, who is good at dealing with communication, quickly integrated into them.

Today, Eugene doesn't have a mouse job.Therefore, Whitman can return to the poorhouse to accompany the orphans at any time.Whitman stayed in the bridge hole, around the fire, listening to the rat-catcher's story.

Eugene said that his friend did not have the arrogance of an aristocrat.

Whitman said to himself: Because he is not a nobleman, but a god of death.

But he didn't know how to explain the inexplicable relationship between them, so he could only give up any explanation.