I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 311 Rose’s Memories and the New Villa
Rose sat in the carriage that was moving smoothly, and the soft and comfortable cushions alleviated the bumps and ups and downs of the dilapidated country road very well.

The carriage was not moving very fast, and the oil lamp in the carriage provided a slightly dim but clear enough light.

Sister Charlotte was flipping through a thick stack of paper documents by the light. Rose could vaguely see that the text inside seemed to have a lot of black marks, as if it was a incomplete document that had covered up a lot of information.

However, she didn't care about what those documents contained, nor did she want to know whether the documents contained any secrets of the hidden world. She just felt that in the slightly shaking carriage, the faint light shone on Sister Charlotte, which made Charlotte look stunning. Sister Te seems to be like a little sun, exuding warm sunshine that warms people's hearts.

'So good, so beautiful...' Rose thought.

She now really cherishes sister Charlotte's care and attention.

Since my mother left, I seem to have experienced the mother-like warmth from Sister Charlotte again... If all this could last forever, how great would it be! ! !

She suddenly turned around and looked at the white building that was gradually receding behind her. Due to the inevitable dust on the car window glass during driving, the outline of Woolthorpe Lunatic Asylum seemed very blurry in her eyes, like a head. The long-dead giant beast with only its bones lying on the hazy and dim horizon.

As the sky gradually darkened, the dead white-bone beast seemed to gradually disappear into the darkness of the night, as if the night was also a terrifying giant beast that swallowed the snack-like bones in one bite.

The unbearable memories in Rose's heart seemed to be drowned in the night together with the disappearing Woolthorpe Asylum... But how can memory be something that can be discarded so easily? Memory is the past experience that constitutes personality, just like building a house. Wall tiles, is Rose still the same Rose with part of the wall missing?
'Without the support of the pillars of pain, will the rest of Rose's House become vulnerable? "'

In order not to disturb Sister Charlotte's work, Rose could only pass the time with such random thoughts - fortunately, there is a small library built in Woolsthorpe Lunatic Asylum, which contains books on astronomy and geography, as well as enlightenment fairy tales and The fable has made Rose's life very fulfilling in the past four months. She has gained a lot of knowledge and a lot of delicious food. Her brain and body are taking in nutrients simultaneously and growing rapidly. !
Although in the eyes of others, Woolsthorpe Lunatic Asylum is just a prison for people like them whose minds have been corrupted by forbidden knowledge. They will only be treated as prisoners and lunatics, and their life schedules such as eating, sleeping and sleeping are even more precise. To the minute level - but in Rose's opinion, such a well-arranged life will only make her feel extremely fulfilled!

Of course, the main reason is that the food conditions and accommodation environment in the lunatic asylum are really amazingly good. Not only does every meal have meat, eggs, fruit, and milk, but there is also a half-hour tea party every afternoon, at which time all inpatients can get it. A sweet and fluffy little cake!
Moreover, there are still three hours of free activity time every day. You can explain to the nurse sister a day in advance whether the area you choose to freely move around is a flat lawn with sunshine, a quiet and quiet library, or a small area where you can fish in winter. There is a pond and even a recreational and fitness area where patients can play tennis! ! !
The price for enjoying so many benefits is just to be obedient - to be obedient and follow the schedule, to take medicines at scheduled times, and to participate in psychological interviews and sit-down meetings on a regular basis.

Although every time I take those little sugar-coated pills, my head feels groggy and I feel like I can't get enough energy, but it doesn't look like I didn't get enough sleep the night before, it just feels like my head has become empty. , the space is so calm, the space is so peaceful, the space is so empty that I must go to study to enrich myself.

However, those drugs were indeed quite effective - since Rose was admitted to Woolsthorpe Lunatic Asylum, she felt that the restless desire for violence in her heart had gradually calmed down.

The sharp knife in her mind would no longer scream loudly in the dead of night, urging her to sharpen the bone toothbrush and hide it in her sleeve, and then just wait patiently until morning.

Just wait until the unsuspecting Bichi nurse approaches the bedside... Woohoo!We finally taste the thrill of killing again!Just like the night before! ! !
Whenever these terrible words come to mind, Rose will feel deeply guilty - even though my father always beat and scolded my mother and brother before, even though my father always looked at me strangely when he was drunk, Although my father still wanted to sell me to the butcher at the end of the street after he had no money to drink last time... Even though my father has so many bad things, I can't pierce his heart with a knife!

At least, at least... at least I should cut that dirty old beast into pieces!

Perhaps because she didn't take medicine this afternoon, the long-lost violence once again emerged in Little Rose's heart, and thoughts of fighting and bloodthirsty were spinning rapidly in her mind!
However, the mental recuperation treatment during this period was not in vain - she easily restrained this restless desire to fight, and was even able to tilt her head in a playful and cute way with a faint smile, looking in front of her as beautiful as a lady in a painting Sister Charlotte.

Charlotte seemed to be able to sense Rose's gaze. She looked up from the document and responded with a gentle smile.

"By the way Rose, when Dean Isaac left just now, he told me that although you were only exposed to the lowest level of evil knowledge about the blade, those symptoms of irritability and aggression were not obvious in you. During this period, The course of treatment has been able to almost completely dilute the desire for the blade in your heart."

But even so, you still have to take medicine regularly and rationed every day for the next month. The dosage can be reduced day by day to prevent your mental illness from relapsing after you suddenly stop taking the medicine. "

Rose's smile solidified slightly, her face had returned to the roundness of baby fat due to the balanced diet, and the outline of her triangular eyes with hanging tips inherited from the Feuerbach family looked very soft, and at this moment, her eyes were even more rippling. Poor grievance.

"Ah... still want to continue taking medicine?! Can I stop taking medicine?"

"Those little pills are really bitter and unpalatable, and every time I take them I feel no energy. I still think about how to cheer up every day in the following days and help sister Charlotte seriously. Let’s share the work~”

Faced with little Rose's pleading, Charlotte just smiled slightly and reached out to touch her small head, "Little Rose, please be obedient~~ I'd better wait for you to completely defeat the evil of the blade before helping my sister to share the work. We’ll talk about the corrosion later.”

Rose felt Charlotte's touch and showed an expression of enjoyment like a kitten. She nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes! Rose will definitely be obedient and fight the knife in her head to the end!"

As she spoke, she clenched her fists, as if to cheer herself up, or to give strength to the blade in her skull.Choosing to fight against the Blade Code that symbolizes struggle to the end...is this resistance or compromise?
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In a remote countryside outside London.

There is a real estate called Xinxiewu, which is a manor that occupies a large area of ​​land. The courtyard walls are made of high hard stones, and the tops of the walls are covered with thorn-like anti-theft spikes. If there are no guards patrolling and guarding, passers-by may Everyone would think this was some kind of military camp.

The property rights of the new pavilion originally belonged to the war hero Colonel Sholto. However, this old hero who fought bloody battles for Great Britain refused and died tragically in his sleep for no reason.

Although the cause of death disclosed by Colonel Sholto's family was the deterioration of his spleen.

However, it is reported that the Tianzhu slaves in his family later revealed in an interview with an unknown tabloid: "The night Master Sholto passed away, we clearly heard the master let out a shrill and unusual wail, and at the same time there was a strange and harsh sound. The cat's meowing sounded... The cat's voice sounded like it contained endless rage and resentment, like the scream of the death-seeking yaksha from the underworld!"

"And when we servants followed the butler Mr. Joda, Master Bartholomew and Master Thaddeus to the master's bedroom, we discovered a terrifying face on the window glass of the master's bedroom, the deep darkness Hidden in it is a cat face as pale as milk, that cat face is completely hairless and extremely smooth, and those dark cat eyes are full of murderous intent!"

"The face of the master who fell on the ground was extremely ferocious. His gray eyes were wide open, stiff and frightened, as if he had witnessed some indescribable horror before his death. The look of fear still remained on the master's face. , and it seems to have spread into our hearts... But the master’s clothes are neat, and there is no injury on the master’s body at all!”

"Since that night, every time we arrive at midnight, sometimes it's three in the morning, sometimes it's four in the morning, in short it's the time when everyone is most asleep... There will always be the strange and penetrating cat chirping around the new villa. , the cat's voice is sad and sad, like a resentful woman sobbing, but the voice is extremely harsh. Even if we stuff our heads under the pillow and quilt, we can't stop the cat's life-threatening cry from coming directly. Our brains.”

"Under such torture at midnight every day, some colleagues soon couldn't bear the terrible pressure and resigned. Even if Mr. Qiao Da, the housekeeper, raised his salary to stay... Are you talking about me? Of course I will continue to stay, otherwise How can I tell you what happened next?!"

"The frightened Master Bartholomew was worried that Master Sholto's fate would happen to him again, so he hired three strange men in the city to serve as bodyguards. I only know that one of them was a particularly large gentleman named Macmur. Duo, was once a well-known professional boxer in London, but he suddenly disappeared for a period of time, and he didn't expect to reappear in New Cottage."

"Forgive me for not revealing the identities of the other two. Those two gentlemen have sternly warned the young master and us not to reveal their identities. I can only tell you that those two are extremely difficult to mess with at first sight. A ruthless person."

"With these three gentlemen guarding the house, the two young masters have finally settled down and feel that they will finally be able to have a good and solid sleep tonight."

"But! Around three-thirty in the middle of the night... Yes, I remember the time very clearly, because I happened to get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. When I passed the corridor, I looked up and saw that the clock was about to arrive at three-thirty. Scale... And not long after I returned to the bed in the dormitory, the terrifying yet familiar heart-rending screams came from outside the house, just like the night the master died!"

"Then we remaining servants and young men gathered together, picked up torches, and headed outside the house. We followed the source of the scream and saw the only entrance and exit in the new pavilion. The door was reinforced with iron hoops. Near the narrow iron door, the sturdy Mr. McMurdo was lying on the cold ground!"

"The other two bodyguards were standing nearby, checking Mr. McMurdo's injuries... I was relatively far away at the time and couldn't hear the whispers of the two bodyguards."

"But the bright moonlight that night and the torches we held high provided me with good light. My eyes have been able to see very far away since I was a child, so I could clearly see Mr. McMurdo's naked body outside his clothes. There was no injury to his skin at all, and his face was particularly hideous and terrifying, as if he had witnessed something extremely terrible and terrifying before he died, which made this tough guy with arms thicker than my thighs look horrified... I quietly Let me tell you, I can even see a trace of tears remaining in the corners of Mr. McMurdo’s eyes, and his crotch is even wet, he must have been so scared that he lost control of his urine!”

"After this incident, the two bodyguard gentlemen did not resign, but only asked for more remuneration. Naturally, Master Bartholomew also tried his best to retain these two capable people who seemed to be confident... and then after receiving On the second night of the generous reward, these two bodyguard gentlemen disappeared... without even saying goodbye, they just disappeared out of thin air. It was not until the terrifying cat cry sounded again at night that we were surprised to find that they had disappeared without a trace. trace."

"Even these two only hopes ran away. Master Bartholomew and Master Thaddeus were even more frightened. At dawn that day, they packed up their things in a hurry and moved away. They said they were going on vacation to relax. The mood is to let us servants stay in the new pavilion and wait for them to come back... Damn it, do they really think we are all fools? Who would stay in this dangerous place obediently?!"

"The two young masters and the housekeeper had just left, and the remaining servants like us packed up our things and ran away. Some greedy colleagues even packed up all the remaining valuable things in the new mansion and took them away."

"You asked me if I had any part in it? Of course I couldn't have committed such a shameless thing. How could I have packed away all the silverware and lamps in the restaurant??? I didn't do it for a mere 23 pounds and sixpence. A shameless villain who gave in to the old silverware!"

"However, I heard later, it was just a hearsay... I heard that even though Master Bartholomew and Master Thaddeus had escaped on the cruise ship that sailed to Europe, they still could not escape the pursuit of the terrible cat cry. It is said that in the early morning of the second day after the cruise ship set sail, the waiter who brought breakfast discovered that they had all died tragically in their respective rooms, and their expressions before death were just like Master Sholto, stiff and terrifying."

"You ask me what happened to the new pavilion? Well...it is said that a lady finally bought the place. When I went back on a whim some time ago, I happened to see a young man who was raising ugly, hairless birds. Men live there.”

(End of this chapter)