northernbook Chapter 160 Tomb Flowers
Chapter 160 Tomb Flowers
In a mountain valley isolated from wind and snow, a row of low tombs lie dormant, like the half-buried stone statues next to them, like the silent guardians of the valley.
Snowflakes fluttered and gently covered the grave made of a simple pile of earth and rocks. A small hand gathered the snow and inserted a dried flower.
The group followed the little witch for a few days and came to a small cemetery. These were all poor people who escaped from the witch trials. Most of them were lonely and helpless single women. Some lost their husbands, some lost their children, and there were also elderly people who had both sons and daughters but were reported as witches because their children wanted to occupy their houses and gave up supporting them...
Over the years, they have all passed away and are buried in a quiet place in this valley.
"It's outrageous... How could I live in such a hellish place for so many years because of such a misunderstanding?" When the girl said silent farewell to her former companions in front of the grave, the others were waiting in the distance. After listening to Catherine's story, Lucas couldn't help but complain.
"After all, she was just a child at the time, and this place was a very far away place for her." Lilith thought it was understandable, as children's cognition was different from that of adults.
"Her father is such a fool, he can't even speak clearly." Then he turned his head to look at Catherine and said with disgust, "Why do you witches always fall in love with humans?"
"Your sea folk ancestors were not much better," Catherine countered calmly.
Lucas was choked by Katherine's words and stopped talking to her. He stretched his head to look at the little witch, then moved to the side, pushed aside Jaina's guardian, and squeezed next to her.
"Hey, don't quarrel, don't quarrel." Lilith smiled like an aunt. Everyone's ancestors were all controlled by external people. Why should those who are controlled by external people make things difficult for those who are controlled by external people?
"Jaina, look at that..." Lucas spoke in a low voice like a thief, winking in the direction of the tomb, "Is that the tomb flower you are looking for?"
Jaina was startled and stood on tiptoe to look over. In order not to disturb the witch's farewell, they kept a distance from each other. When she squinted her eyes, she found that there were some sparse green plants around several low graves, which looked like a dark blue from a distance.
Grave flowers will only grow near a corpse that has been sleeping for many years. Whenever you see grave flowers, it means there must be remains of living creatures underneath. They can be made into potions to calm the soul and are an excellent tranquilizer material.
"Really..." Jaina was a little surprised, and then hesitated. "Isn't it a bit bad?" She looked at the little witch's back and felt that it was a bit rude to disturb her companion's peace.
"Yeah, her crow is very fierce." Lucas nodded, still feeling scared.
"So, let's wait until she leaves before we go digging." Lucas rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of greed.
Jaina: ...
The little witch finally finished her silent farewell and walked towards Catherine, "I'm leaving."
Catherine asked again, "You really don't want to go with us? You can go to Goletia first, I can find someone to escort you..."
"I'm not a real little girl anymore." The witch shook her head decisively. Now she just wanted to go west as soon as possible, to the direction her mother pointed, to see what the witches' gathering that Catherine described was like.
Then she turned to Lilith and said, "Thank you." Lilith gave her a lot of currency to support her travel expenses.
"That's the money I paid for the dried mushrooms from you. We're just exchanging money for goods." When the girl decided to leave, she gave them everything she couldn't take with her. Lilith got a bag full of hazel mushrooms and various dried goods. She felt she had made a fortune and couldn't help feeling happy when she talked about it.
"Here, this is for you." Lilith took out a large bag of belladonna candies. "If you eat slowly, maybe this sweet taste will accompany you all the way to the West Highlands."
The girl wanted to refuse, and opened her mouth again and again, but finally she reached out and accepted it cowardly.
"Candice." She raised her head and looked at Catherine and Lilith seriously, "My name is Candice."
"What a beautiful name! Your mother must want your life to shine." Lilith smiled warmly. After a few days of getting along, she finally agreed to tell her name.
"I won't forget it, Candice, and maybe we'll meet again." Catherine said solemnly.
"There's actually a shortcut there. If you take it, you can get back to town today." Candice pointed to a crack in the mountain wall on the side. It was extremely narrow and only half-grown children like them could pass through, not adults.
Seeing everyone nodding, Candice felt that there was nothing left to say. She tied the bag of sugar Lilith had given her to the bag on her back, turned around and left through the gap first. Her hair was flying, just like her joyful mood, she was going to run to the new world of freedom.
"Goodbye, Candice! Goodbye!" Lucas waved enthusiastically, and the moment he made sure that the witch disappeared into the gap, he turned around and ran towards the cemetery.
"Lilith, Jaina! Hurry up, there are so many here." Lucas stood among the tombs without hesitation, for he was afraid of being knocked down like the fairy before. He stared at Jaina with shining eyes, waiting to pick up the leftovers from her.
Lilith could only follow, with a conflicted look on her face, “I thought I was the only atheist…” As a result, in front of the gold coins, Lucas also became a materialistic warrior.
"Don't you have a sea god? Isn't there any doctrine passed down..." Lilith stood aside, looking at Lucas busying himself with his head down, speechless.
"Ah? You mean that guy?" Lucas kept busy with his work while responding to Lilith perfunctorily, "I only believe in the gods who protect me. I don't bother to follow the rules of those who never respond."
Then he thought about it again, "Besides, I haven't heard of any rules of the Sea God."
It sounds like Poseidon is also unreliable... Lilith secretly complained in her heart.
"Hey Lilith, help me put this away too." Lucas turned his head and saw a stone statue lying on the snow with only half of its arm exposed.
"...Are you okay? This thing looks super big. Maybe it's used to tie up horses." Lilith said reluctantly.
"Well, your ring is empty anyway, who knows what it looks like underneath? What if it's an antique? We'll sell it and I'll give you one... uh, we'll talk about it then." Lucas promised halfway and then stopped.
"The pie you painted is the worst I've ever seen." Lilith rolled her eyes and simply put all the collected tomb flowers and the exposed stone statue into the ring to avoid having to listen to Lucas's sermon.
"Can we go back now?" Sean urged. He thought that if he went back earlier, he might be able to catch the end of the Light Festival celebration in Highgarden.
"That's about it." Lilith nodded. "Let's go to town and say goodbye to Mr. Adams and leave."
They picked up a lot of pecans, and Lulu, remembering that Mr. Adams seemed to love these nuts, had suggested them as an apology gift.
Everyone agreed, and they all walked through the narrow rocks one by one towards the fire post.