After having lunch and reading for an hour, Shade went out.
The carriage was found at the corner of the street and headed east across the entire city to the cemetery outside the city. On the way, Shade, who was extremely bored, talked with the coachman about the recent weather, complained about the high prices, and then talked about their respective jobs.
Perhaps because of Shade's slightly younger face and approachable tone, the coachman was willing to chat with him for a few more words. Of course, this carriage did not belong to him. The coachman rented a car from the Tobesk Taxi Carriage Guild in the city. According to the regulations They carry passengers in a designated area and hand over the daily income to the guild in proportion, and the remaining money is used to support the family.
Although the income from such a job is higher than that of a porter carrying bags near the station, it does not actually get rid of the family's poverty. The main reason is that the coachman's family has five children.
Four of them are his own children, and the other is the child of his deceased eldest brother. In this era, it is normal for anyone to die suddenly, just like Detective Sparrow.
"My recent income is pretty good. I even ordered milk from the Silver Parrot Milk Delivery Company. One bottle a day is given to the children. Oh, sir, I heard others say that drinking milk can make you grow taller."
"There is such a saying...I remember isn't the milk from Silver Parrot Milk Distribution Company very expensive?"
Shade asked hesitantly, and the coachman smiled:
"The price of milk order there was lowered some time ago. It seems that there is a problem with the warehouse. Before repairs are completed, the daily stockpiled goods must be sold as soon as possible. The last time I drove a middle-aged gentleman who worked there, he told After I heard this news, my neighbors also planned to order some before the price went back up, which is really good."
Tobesk Public Cemetery is an important part of Tobesk's basic municipal engineering. Although it is a "public cemetery", in addition to members of the royal family, even nobles are buried here.
The area of the park is very large, and the choice of burial on the ground or in an underground tomb, in the shade or in the sun, and even the surrounding environment and density of tombs are all very particular.
The emergence of public cemeteries in the steam age was certainly not due to the large sums of money spent by the city hall being used for nothing, but rather the problem of land occupation of cemeteries originally surrounding the city during the expansion of Tobesk city.
In a world where occultism really exists, burial is not a simple issue. Therefore, it was finally decided to establish a city public cemetery in the east of the city. As for the choice of the east, it was because the east of the city is adjacent to mountains, while the other three sides have flat terrain. Tobesk's Expansion will not be done in the east.
Compared with the shabby little rural cemetery managed by Mr. Copus, whom Shade had visited once, the Tobesk City Public Cemetery is much more impressive. There are specially built roads extending from the city to here, and in addition to the cemetery Except for horse-drawn carriages, any external horse-drawn carriages are not allowed to enter the park.
Stone roads are paved in the cemetery, connecting various parks. The public cemetery is not just one, but is usually divided into northeast, east and southeast. The eastern cemetery that Shade went to this time is divided into five parks. .The graveyard No. 3 of the Eastern Cemetery where Mr. Watson, who has turned into bones, is buried, is the so-called graveyard for the rich.
The burial place in the underground tomb is even more expensive. Not to mention now in 1853, even more than 20 years ago when Mrs. Watson purchased the tomb, the price was definitely more than 30 pounds.
Shade got the above information from the coachman. The journey was boring and the two talked about a lot of things. The coachman was happy to talk to people like Shade. Therefore, when getting off the bus, Shade specially gave him 5 pence as a reward.
Thanks for relieving boredom along the way, the coachman also took off his hat to express his gratitude to Shade.
Because the city's public cemetery is managed by the city hall and the Church of Nature, there is of course a church in the cemetery.
The small white church stands next to the tombkeeper's hut, and an obituary notice is posted on the door, informing people of the identity of the person buried here today.
When Shade was arranging his clothes and standing on the stone road in front of the chapel, some guests attending the funeral were already arriving one after another. You don't need to bring anything extra to attend such a funeral, you only need to wear black formal clothes.
Going all the way inward, Shade found the old woman standing next to the coffin in the chapel. On the wooden painted coffin lid was a silver wrench symbol. This is the [God of Creation and Destruction], which is also the true God [Creation].
Lady's holy symbol 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 whispered a few words of comfort, and then Mrs. Watson introduced him to the middle-aged man wearing a black top hat who was also standing next to the coffin.
Although he is said to be middle-aged, he is actually almost fifty years old.
This is Mr. Watson's younger brother, Johns Watson, the youngest son of the former Earl Watson. Although he also failed to inherit the title, this gentleman also relied on family power to have his own industry in the local area. Today
I came to attend the funeral on behalf of my family.
Although Old Mrs. Watson said that the two had some conflicts, at least this conflict did not appear in front of Shade. The middle-aged gentleman politely thanked Shade for coming all the way, while Shade asked about the funeral process and
Confirm that the pastor can attend.
This was the first funeral that Shade attended in this world. When he looked at the coffin in his spare time, Shade couldn't help but think about Mr. Watson who was sealed in the wall after his death.
How do you view the relationship between your wife and your family?
"A funeral thirty years late."
Even though this funeral had little to do with him, he still couldn't help but sigh.
The funeral customs of this era were similar to the Western-style funerals in Shade's hometown. Relatives and friends with sad faces were present. The pastor of the church where the deceased believed in presided over the ceremony. The family elders or high-status friends read the eulogy, and then the relatives were allowed to recall the life of the deceased one by one.
things.
These procedures all take place in this cemetery chapel, and the longest process is when a licensed priest leads everyone to pray for the deceased and pray that his soul can rest in peace.
Relatives and friends of the Watson family and old Mrs. Watson sat on the long seats in the church auditorium. Due to family power and money power, today's visitors almost filled the entire auditorium.
Shade's speech was very early in the order. After the funeral started at two o'clock in the afternoon, he was the second person to speak after the pastor. The eulogy had been prepared. He first explained his identity and then read out the paper in his hand.
The sentences on the page praise Mr. Watson and regret his untimely death.
The whole process lasted for 10 minutes. When it was over, people applauded politely. Several old women sitting in the front seats covered their faces with handkerchiefs and cried. I don't know whether it was true or not, but Shade at least thought that Wo
Old Mrs. Center's cry is true.
He couldn't leave now. He couldn't leave until the coffin was delivered to the tomb. After all, the agreed checkout time was after the process. Only then could he walk to visit Mr. Sparrow Hamilton who was not far away.
Because he didn't know anyone, Shade found a seat in the back row, close to the church door and corridor. As he walked back quietly, there was actually a young girl wearing a black lady's hat and a white flower, who suddenly came to him
Stuff the note.
I thought it was something important, but I didn't expect that after opening it, there was an address written on it, and there were lipstick marks under the letters.
"Um......"
【What do you think it will be?】
The voice in my head rang in my ears.
"Things like asking for help when you're in trouble."
He replied, balling up the paper and stuffing it into his pocket, thinking of finding a place to throw it away after the funeral.
Shade has no intention of getting to know a strange girl now:
"It's really interesting to be approached by people when I attend a funeral."
He whispered softly, but probably the people sitting next to him couldn't hear what he was saying.
"It's really interesting."
Hearing such a sound, Shade was startled, thinking that someone heard what he said. But then he realized that the sound came from his left, and his left was obviously the carpeted aisle between the long rows of seats. Logically speaking,
Said there couldn't be anyone.
"what's the situation?"
So he glanced to the left and saw a middle-aged man with a transparent body standing next to him.
He put his hands behind his back and looked regretfully at Mrs. Watson who was recalling her husband behind the small podium in the church.
The middle-aged man with a transparent body is like a belated guest at this funeral. After finding that there are no seats, he can only stand at the end and watch the scene in front of him. But the transparency of the body and the cold feeling that constantly comes from
, all prove that this is not a human being.
Shade didn't show any panic. He just glanced at it and then looked away, complaining softly in his heart:
"So, what is going on? I just came to attend a funeral..."
The fundamental reason for not panicking is that the man next to him is not strong.
[To put it simply, you have encountered a ghost.]
She smiled and gave the answer.
Shade still maintained a sitting posture, and occasionally looked to the left. The thing that was probably a ghost standing next to him was focused on looking at Mrs. Watson in front of him, so he did not pay attention to his side.
people can see him.
Although the body is transparent, the appearance of the face can still be seen clearly. However, Shade has never seen this face before, but he very much doubts that this is Mr. Watson, but the unlucky guy who went out of fashion more than thirty years ago has no idea at all.
There are no photos left, so Shade can only guess.
"When did it appear?"
[About a second before you expressed your exclamation, that is, at the same time that the old woman came to the stage to speak.]
"In this case......"
Shade tried hard to search for knowledge about "ghosts" in his head. Because the house where he lived had just had a death not long ago, Shade focused on searching for relevant content after coming into contact with the St. Byrons textbook.