Chapter 593 Spiritual Tide
There is no more terrifying area in the world than the East End. From Whitechapel, Hoxton, Spitalfields, to Bethnal Green, you can see too many tragedies along the way.
The witch Taylor's father used to live in the countryside and worked a lot to survive. However, the land enclosure movement occurred later, and the landlord's manor no longer needed labor.
Out of desperation, the family of four moved to the city, that is, London. According to the propaganda of the gentlemen, there is no shortage of job opportunities there. As long as they are willing to work hard, they can have savings and drink milk.
But reality is far from propaganda.
My father used his savings to rent two decent houses in a side alley for ten shillings a week. The food was expensive and poor, and the water quality was not good. After a few days, everyone's health deteriorated.
It is also very difficult to find a good job, and the wages are so low that the family soon began to fall into debt. Because of the harmful and dark environment and high-intensity work, the father suffered from lung disease, and the family fell into despair.
In desperation, the family moved to a cheaper alley, which was full of crime and unspeakable terror.
Next, my father lost his job because he lived in a place with a bad reputation and could only do odd jobs on the docks, and my eight-year-old brother also had to work, selling newspapers on the street.
Even so, the money earned is extremely hopeless, and the dark and dirty environment, poor water source, coupled with poor food, almost all of them are moldy, and the body is getting weaker and weaker.
Later, the poor neighbors wiped out the last bit of dignity of the family of four, and his father became addicted to alcohol. He fled to the tavern to seek shelter and enthusiasm, socialized with friends and all kinds of warblers, and forgot everything.
A few weeks later, my father crawled out of the tavern, still more in debt, paralyzed and confused, thinking only of drinking and making him willing to do anything to satisfy his addiction.
Under the stick, the mother who had just finished breastfeeding became a wandering warbler, and became the person she despised the most.
The place used to receive guests is the place where the family lives, a dilapidated room less than ten square meters——
The bed took up one-third of the space, and the rest was occupied by a table, two chairs, a full-length mirror, a coal shovel, and a bucket.
The father stays in the tavern all day long, no longer works hard, and comes home just to change money;
My elder brother sleeps in the poorhouse, and the money he sells newspapers during the day is only enough to feed himself, and occasionally comes back to deliver some food, so he dare not bring the money home.
After a few days, my mother got used to this kind of life very well. Like other wandering warblers, she finally made up her mind to leave the house because she couldn't stand her husband's endless oppression.
Satin robes, frayed shoes, pink silk stockings, summer bonnets in winter, and lips as bright as blood.
This is Taylor's second deepest impression of her mother. She once said: Girls in Wudu live like this, living with boys of the same class, and going to the streets to pick up guests after a few years.
Because, after my mother became a wandering warbler, she met a good friend. She began to be a servant at the age of ten. The whereabouts are unknown.
After a few days of homelessness, she met a fifteen-year-old boy who shared a shared house until he was caught for theft.
During the period, the boy passed the virus to her, and she deliberately broke a window in order to go to prison——
There is free medical service there, and the doctor may be able to cure the disease.
A few weeks later, the woman was released after serving her sentence, but because of her criminal record, she could no longer engage in proper work. She could only go to the street to solicit customers and live with other similar people. There could be fifty people in each room.
"All the girls have to go out into the streets and get money for the boy they love, and if the girl can't get the money, she has to steal something, or she'll get beat up by her boys when she gets home."
To this day, these words still echo in my ears.
The story doesn't end here.
After the family of four left the two, the father soon went to jail. He couldn't pay off the high debts and was sentenced to ten years in prison.
Immediately afterwards, the diocese found the mother and asked her to shoulder the responsibility of raising her. At that time, she was only four years old.
After two months, the mother did not live a phantom good life. She was ordinary in appearance, unwilling to read books to improve herself, unable to become a good companion of gentlemen, and dealt with down-and-out workers all day long.
On the sidewalk and at corners, I can often see my mother's figure, her eyes gradually faded, she is in a daze, and does not move for several hours.
Without picking up guests, there would be no source of income. Both of them were starving. When she was dying, Taylor vaguely remembered that her mother spoke again. She did not explain the specific content, but she probably regretted coming to this city.
In the end, my mother carried herself to the Financial City, where it was full of prosperity and the women were gorgeously dressed.
In the center of the city stands the Monument to the Great Fire of London to commemorate the souls of the dead two hundred years ago.
It was two hundred feet high, and its urns in the shape of flames stood out.
At the same time, it is also a good place to commit suicide.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the mother carried her up the more than 300 steps and fell from the highest point, but the city didn't care.
Living in the Fog City, death rarely attracts attention. The existence of low-level people is something that no one cares about except myself. There is nothing to say about being forgotten after death——
Because it was never remembered while alive.
However, due to unknown reasons, Taylor came back from death and turned into another life form. Yes, she thought that she would not enter that horrible state after dying once, but under the siege of investigators, she was deeply exhausted and Boundless darkness struck and pressed towards her.
The Witch stood quietly, fragments of memory rolling in her mind, joy, anger, hatred, countless emotions struggling in her mind, shouting, persuading her to resist, but slowly returning to calm.
For some reason, she didn't feel any fear at all, she just felt that the whole world was extremely peaceful, so peaceful that it made people feel lonely.
"Maybe, everything is just a dream. When I wake up again, the weather will be fine, and I can still bathe in the sun alone." She thought.
Then, the long sword on the neck left.
It returned to the body of the staff and became a cane, and its owner also became a normal person, but the clothes were a little messy.
"Good quality, avoid embarrassment."
Lu Li picked up the deerstalker hat hanging on his belt, put it on again, and returned to his ordinary appearance.
"You provided sixty-three resurrections, and it can probably be rolled out. You killed sixty-three people in total."
"Although I don't know the specific legal provisions, you will definitely be sentenced to death by hanging."
Lu Li was a bit talkative, probably because he was in a good mood after solving the trouble easily.
"Boss, what are you going to do with her?"
Bai Yu returned to normal, but his clothes were not so lucky, the batwing made two holes in the back area.
Of course, there is no need to care about small things, no one pays attention to high places, especially late at night.
At the same time, the witch looked straight at Lu Li. She wasn't afraid of death. Otherwise, during the siege, she would have tried to fight back long ago to seek a chance of survival. She wouldn't have stood there waiting to die.
"Keep her."
Lu Li explained, "As long as we ensure that the serial murders don't happen again, we'll give Scotland Yard an answer."
"Indeed, if you just kill her like this, it's better to keep her and make good use of her, maybe you can reap miraculous results."
Bai Yu understood what Lu Li meant.
For the two of them, the so-called morality does not need to be kept in mind all the time, and there is no need to eliminate evil and do everything, just maximize the benefits.
What's more, those who died were not good people themselves, so they died as soon as they died.
only……
Bai Yu hesitated to speak. He couldn't think of an effective way to control the other party, so he could only pin his hopes on Lu Li.
Under the gaze of two eyes, a pendant was hung on the witch's neck.
The soul-binding bolt is made of purified souls of fallen angels and various mysterious metals. It has unique functions:
According to their own needs, the seal strength can be adjusted at any time.
This piece of equipment helped the former Lu Li solve the sequelae of the wolf form, and it also shined in the Three Kingdoms World, helping him to be the first to comprehend the effect and take the lead every step of the way.
Afterwards, it became tasteless and could only be hung on his chest as an ornament, so much so that Lu Li almost forgot that there was such a thing.
The moment it touches the witch, the pendant emits light visible to the naked eye. It will bless the wearer with the power of the seal according to the owner's needs, and this seal will not be affected by the distance. As long as the owner has a thought, that is, It can manipulate the wearer to make it an ordinary person.
"You'd better kill me." Taylor felt the power surging in his neck, with an unhappy expression.
Compared with being controlled by others, she hopes to die more, and the latter is not unexperienced. Moreover, the Supreme Mother Goddess may help herself again and regain her vitality.
"Don't think about anything until you give me the answer you want." Lu Li smiled.
Back and forth, after four or five days of busy work, and wasting a chance to travel through time and space, this serial murder case was solved. How could it be said that he was freed so easily.
the other side.
Queen Victoria took a special train and left the London area for Windsor Castle.
In fact, the assassination that took place at night did not cause much disturbance in the female monarch's heart, but she was unwilling to return to the city that made her so sad.
Even though the citizens erupted with strong enthusiasm and loyalty when she was assassinated, just like before, she still made up her mind to go.
"Your Majesty, London needs the royal family, and the royal family needs to respond to the people who support her."
The train started slowly, and the cardinal sitting next to him finally spoke.
"Then tell the Prince of Wales and Princess Alexandra to come." Victoria looked out the window, and no one except herself knew what the queen was thinking.
On the side, the cardinal nodded slightly, agreed with the queen, and said in a deep voice, "I will ask the church to send someone to protect the two highnesses."
The Prince of Wales lives an informal life and often does things that violate morality. Therefore, the Queen has not allowed him to take charge of any affairs related to the actual government.
Right now, the first heir to the empire finally has room to play, which is a good thing for some subjects.
As for Alexandra, this foreign princess married from Denmark, her reputation is unexpectedly good. Two years ago, when she was not married to the Prince of Wales, she happened to pass by London, and the citizens erupted into a huge outcry. enthusiasm and admiration.
The balconies of every house are covered with red velvet, the shops are filled with wedding favors, the whole city is decorated with red ribbons, and a gilded sculpture of a Danish elephant has been erected near the station.
At that time, the Queen was still in mourning, and such a grand welcome ceremony was only for the future Princess of Wales who passed by briefly.
The queen seemed to have thought of something, regretted the decision she had just made, and sighed: "Forget it, let the Prince of Wales stay in the country."
"But the princess leaves her husband and travels alone. Not only will she not be able to appease the public, but it will also arouse the suspicion of the royal family from all walks of life. What's more, you have just been assassinated."
A close minister couldn't help but speak.
The prince has always had a bad reputation, and he is keen to have sex with all kinds of married women.
The most important thing is that the queen's beloved husband, Prince Albert, went to Cambridge to visit him in order to care about his situation. Unfortunately, he contracted typhoid and died of typhoid fever.
Therefore, the queen has always blamed her son's absurd behavior for her deceased husband's death.
"Compared to the prince, the Princess of Wales is more stable and can act on behalf of the royal family."
Victoria continued to refrain from talking about the subject, adding: "I will have Princess Helena accompany her to show the royal attitude."
Helena is the third daughter of the Queen. Due to her young age, she has not yet married and has been staying in Windsor Castle.
A princess who is popular among the people and married to England, and a princess who was born of the queen and represents the orthodox royal family, the combination of the two can indeed appease the complicated situation caused by the spiritual tide and preside over the overall situation.
Inspiration.
Hundreds of years ago, the world was full of unimaginable things. The various epic deeds recorded in religions were not fabricated out of thin air. There are also traces of horror legends circulated among the people.
But due to unknown reasons, all these things disappeared overnight.
Now, they're back again.
Specifically, when the queen came to the throne, something miraculous happened.
This point, the cardinal can be sure, because he is the witness——
The enthronement ceremony was held at Westminster Abbey. On that day, the Queen was awarded a medal symbolizing national sovereignty amidst loud trumpets and rhythmic music.
The Minister of Ceremony put the golden spur on the Queen's heel, and the Archbishop of Canterbury, who is himself, presented the national sword in the purple sheath, and said: "Please accept this one from the altar of God. King's sword offered by these bishops, us humble servants of God."
Then, the queen said she would bear in mind the Archbishop's admonition: "Use this sword to bring justice to justice, to sweep away injustice, to protect the holy Church of God, to defend orphans and widows, to correct corruption, to maintain the restored order, to punish and correct wrongdoing, to secure the good." status quo."
After the ceremony, rays of light shot from the holy sword, as if the gods were responding.
I was writing the fifteenth chapter of the second volume on New Year's Eve last year, and I have written the twelfth volume on New Year's Eve this year. I wish all book friends a happy new year~