My name is Bill Nicholas, and I am the eldest son of the Nicholas family. Although I am called the eldest son, I am actually just the oldest among the children. We are not biologically related, and everyone knows this.
However, my father and mother like to see us caring and helping each other, so we show it to them, because if they abandon us, we will not survive.
There are cannibals out there, and I'm not talking about those disgusting spider-like demons. I'm talking about humans, the humans living in the village.
My father is from outside, and he doesn’t seem to know all this, nor does he know that my mother has also eaten people. But my mother said that this was a disease, not a sin. She wanted to cure the disease and save people.
My seven other brothers and I were all cured by her. Mother said we were lucky because the current treatment method is cannibalism.
It's just that I have to eat myself. I only eat one left hand. My brothers eat more, so they are weaker than me. As for those who ate more, they died.
One, two, three, four, five, I only have one hand, so I can’t count them.
The mother said that this was not good and she had to find a way to save people. Then she said she had something that could save everyone. After that, she hid in the laboratory like a man possessed.
Today, my mother died.
My mother’s body was so complete. Didn’t she eat herself? How was she cured? Is it that thing?
I didn't think about it until my mother was buried secretly, but I didn't have time to think about it because my father was back.
I could tell he was in pain and angry, but he was a gentle man, and since my mother died perfectly, he wouldn't get angry at us and would just drink on his own.
I drugged the wine, and after he fell asleep, I slipped into the study and put the wooden box into the secret compartment on the wall.
My mother likes to cut hidden grids on the wall. I will make one if I have the chance, so that I can be just like my mother, hehe.
My father found my mother's wooden box in the secret room. He should have seen the flower. He asked me what it was. In fact, I didn't know because my mother didn't tell me.
She called me to the laboratory and set herself on fire in front of me, but she did not scream in the flames. I watched as her skin burned, then I saw a white flower bloom on her chest and white vines wrapped around her body.
Then the mother turned into a skeleton, leaving a flower on the ground.
Following my mother's instructions, I put it into the wooden box.
The mother said that there used to be a superstitious rumor in the village that they would burn the witch to death for some strange reasons. Is the mother a witch? Then her flower is the witch flower, right?
White, white witch flower.
My father feeds White Witch flowers with monsters and demons. The flowers grown this way are different, but they are still useful. I made everyone in the village eat it, and their illnesses were cured. Mother is indeed the most powerful person in the world, and everything she says is right.
However, my father still drank frequently, and he seemed to miss his mother very much. There are many girls in the village who like him, but he has no intention of marrying another one.
This is right because mother is the best.
My mother didn't let me tell my father the truth about the White Witch Flower, because she said she hoped she would always be so good in his eyes, but it was strange, my mother was already the best, why would I still have such worries?
But everything my mother said was right, so I wouldn't let my father find out.
However, my father didn't think so. He was drunk that day and said he wanted to dig up his mother's grave and take a look. He didn't see his mother buried with his own eyes. He felt that his mother was not dead.
The mother may not really be dead, because the flower is still blooming deep in the cellar, but if the father sees the mother's body, he will find something wrong. If that happens, will he feel bad about his mother?
I poisoned my father's wine.
My mother is indeed very powerful. She said that this bottle of poison can kill very strong people and can protect me. I still have half a bottle left, so I'll use it later.
But if my father dies, who will take care of the flowers?
Moreover, my brothers seemed to want to know about the White Witch Flower, but that was a secret between my mother and I, and they were not qualified.
…
It turns out that people can do it too, but it’s a pity that my father didn’t leave me more brothers and sisters. But the same goes for the people in the village, so that’s fine.
Now that everything is fine, I asked them to dig the stone chamber for me and then let them stay here too. I also brought my mother here. I lived here, and after she died, I slept inside with her.
Will my mother sing me a lullaby?
Hey, people from the village came to see me again and asked a lot of annoying things. Why didn't they ask their father before?
Forget it, let's prevaricate them. I remember that there are some very old slates in the study. They can't understand them anyway. I should be able to explain it by setting up an altar, right?
What should the ceremony be called?
Witch trial?
…
Yi Liuling finished reading the diary. Although many of the writings in it were blurred due to too much time, he still roughly sorted out some clues.
"I never expected," Kun Yi said, "that people in this place would have such a big problem."
"Well," Ellenpi sighed, "if I tell my father this story, he might be able to write another book, maybe more than one."
"No matter what, I feel that Mrs. Nicholas is still a little pitiful," Fei Huihua glanced at the bones in the sarcophagus, "She wanted to save people, but ended up causing more people to die."
"This legend about burning the witch to death should be about the white witch flower, right?" Yi Liuling had no intention of talking about the bitterness of the deceased. Based on the original text, she guessed, "It turns out that the cultivation of the mother flower requires the host to be burned alive. ?”
"It's possible," Kun Yi nodded and pointed to the withered vine in his hand. "If this is the first-generation female flower cultivated by Madam Nicola, then that means the woman we saw may be the second-generation female flower." ?”
"She might be a sacrifice," Yi Liuling said. "Do you remember the strangulation marks on her wrists? I think she might have been tied up and set on fire. If the white witch flower took her own human form, there is no reason why she would be like this. Traces of it. However, the original Mrs. Nicholas was voluntary. If this person was not voluntary, would it lead to the mutation of the White Witch Flower? "
"It's hard to say," Ellenpi said from the side, "but if she is, why are there no burn marks on her body? And, who is she?"
"If we assume that she is really the second generation sacrifice," Yi Liuling, "then she should be the first person to disappear, and because there was no white witch flower at that time, her disappearance left no trace. Mark of."
"Monica!" Everyone thought of this name at the same time.
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