old dream

Chapter 379
"Teacher, he was buried here."

Elena hesitated and said that she had thought that Colin might kill herself, or that she would have to confess to the teacher under the duress of those evidences, but she never thought that things would develop in this direction.

She was a little at a loss, and cracks quietly appeared in the impression that had been strengthened for a long time.

Maybe he wasn't the kind of person he thought he was.

Or, not anymore.

The teacher had no other relatives, and he chose to stay in Stade for revenge, so the teacher's body was not transported back to the hinterland of the alliance, but was buried in the cemetery of the Franciscan monastery outside the city.

But this is not a pity, because the teacher would not favor a small number of people or a few places during his lifetime.He treats every piece of land he walks like he treats his hometown.What's more, he chose to sacrifice himself for Stade, so Elena felt that the teacher must be more willing to stay in this city.

"It turns out that the Franciscan Monastery is not far from us."

After listening to Elena's stumbling explanation, Colin nodded slightly and said:
"I want to go over and have a look, do you want to follow?"

"Now, are you going to go now?"

"Of course." Colin said. "Any questions?"

It seems that there is no problem, or that there is a problem and cannot be stopped. Elena has no idea what to say, so she can only be dragged by Colin's pace.

"Well, let's get in the car." Colin said, turned around and walked out of the room first.

The Franciscan monastery, Colin once followed Nancy once before.At that time, it was to visit an "awakened person" who was quarantined, a child who was only a few years old.

It is said that some leprosy patients and patients with other miscellaneous infectious diseases will be imprisoned here.That is to say, all kinds of "dirty things" in the city will be thrown here. Although the religious order is in the name of doing charity, it is actually a prison for the innocent.

It was also precisely because it was too dirty and unclean that it was thrown to the Jackdaw Hunting Group whose members were mainly night people.

According to its positioning, groups like the mentally ill might also be imprisoned by the religious order, but Colin had never heard of the mentally ill being admitted here.

No, "mentally ill".?

Colin looked at the road in front of him, re-pronounced the word twice in Ankh in his mind, and then said it again in Nahale.

Either way, it sounds foreign.

If you think about it carefully, let alone a mental hospital, have you ever heard of a mental patient in this world?
He suddenly became a little uncertain about his memory, and this feeling made him a little uneasy.

"I want to ask one thing." Colin drove the car, casually asked Elena in the back seat:
"Did you ever hear of 'mental illness' in the order?"

Along the way, Elena was immersed in her complicated emotions, but after hearing Colin's question, she tried to repeat it:
"Mental, sick?"

To her, it was like sticking two words together:
"Are you referring to parasitic infection?"

"No." Colin denied, but felt a little hard to explain:

"A person who has a problem with his own spirit."

"It seems that I have never heard of it." Elena said.

Colin frowned casually when he heard the words, feeling a little inappropriate.Is there any other corresponding concept?Or because of the interference of parasitic spirits, the academic circles have ignored the possibility that the human spirit itself will become ill?
In other words, the spiritual structure of human beings in this world is fundamentally different from the previous life?
Colin couldn't continue thinking, because the monastery's cemetery had already arrived.

The monastery is built on a small hill, and the cemetery is located at the bottom of an exposed rock cliff, some on the shady side.But fortunately, tonight's sub-moon and female moon are hanging in the sky together, so the light is soft and bright, and you can still see the bell tower and five spires of the monastery when you look up.

Colin closed the car door and walked towards the old cemetery.Elena didn't want to be too sad, so she just stood by the car and waited for him.

It is full of old tombstones, some of which have stood here for centuries and have been weathered to only half of their bodies.It can be seen that few people visit here, weeds grow on both sides of the path, and there are bursts of insects.Ke Lin's eyes searched for the past from one tombstone after another, while admonishing himself silently in his heart.

I didn't come to repent.

As if to divert his attention, he began to read the epitaphs on the old tombstones. Most of them have been weathered and blurred, but Colin can still roughly recognize the words on them through his imagination:

"Ashmore:

5-574

He will never die as long as the Ashmolean library in Stade exists. "

"John Hewitt
432年3月26日至517年1月29日

Live well and don't be afraid of sudden fate. "

"Luo

53 month year

No one ever listened to me. "

Colin looked at the past while strolling. These short sentences of only a few words or a dozen words condensedly summarized a person's life.Probably the owners of these tombs also spent a lot of thought.

Obviously he was about to die, but he was still in the mood to think about these things.Colin imagined them like this, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he saw the exceptionally new tombstone.

"Linus Dorn

590年1月23日- 631年9月2日”

Because of his sudden death, he didn't have time to think about the epitaph for himself.

At that time, everyone doubted him, so there was no one else to summarize this life for Linus.

There is only a blank under the date of birth and death, as if this person never existed.

Speaking of which, this is the second time I met Linus, but I don't know why, but I am already familiar with them like old friends.In a trance, he even seemed to be able to see the appearance of meeting Linus at that dinner party. Because he had been drinking, the tone of the Prohibition Commissioner was a little excited, not as appropriate as he was in front of the news reporters.

I have forgotten what I said specifically, but it was roughly about my imagination of Stade's future, but the chat was messy.

Now, most of their imagination has become a reality.

That's why Colin came to his grave.

Ke Lin knelt down and helped the newly erected tombstone clean up the weeds. At the same time, he said to himself and Linus in his heart:
"I don't feel guilty about you."

"Because if I had hesitated at the time, it would be impossible to stand here and talk to you now."

But if this is the case, why does the hand that pulls up the weeds tremble slightly?

Colin sighed, stood up and threw the weeds aside, knowing that this alone would not convince himself.

(End of this chapter)