Chapter 148 Where the Thistles Bloom

Chapter 148 Where the Thistles Bloom

The next morning, Mr. Oliver woke up again from his drowsiness.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling neither sad nor happy, just endlessly confused.

"Ugh--"

After a long time, Mr. Oliver let out a long sigh.

He could already feel it clearly.The discomfort coming from within his own abdomen.

Even patients who are paralyzed in bed and can only eat a little food every day still need to excrete when they get up early.

In the past, Jasmine would help with such matters.

But after listening to Jasmine's cry yesterday, Mr. Oliver didn't want to trouble his daughter today.

Jasmine had worked hard to take care of him for two years, and it was time to take a break.

With this thought in mind, Mr. Oliver turned his head and began to accumulate strength.

His bed was specially modified.

A round hole was opened on the bed board, and a wooden barrel was placed underneath.

As long as he can move his body to the hole in the garden, he can defecate.

This movement of moving the body does not seem difficult to ordinary people, but it is not the case for Mr. Oliver.

With his whole body stiffened, he could no longer mobilize much muscle strength. If he wanted to move over there smoothly, he would have to do his best.

"Whoohoo-"

Mr. Oliver began to adjust his breathing, then gritted his teeth and pushed his body to the side with all his strength.

According to his estimation, as long as he did this three times, he would be able to move almost twenty centimeters and reach the round hole.

But what Mr. Oliver didn't expect was that as soon as he exerted force, his whole body fell directly to the ground.

The pain was transmitted to Mr. Oliver's brain, but he was stunned.

"This...how is this possible?"

Mr. Oliver murmured and stretched out his hands. Only then did he realize that his hands, which were originally as rigid as stone, had returned to red and soft elasticity, and the rigidity in other parts of his body had also completely disappeared.

He stood up in a daze, tried to take two steps in the room, and then opened the door.

Outside the house, a red sun was slowly rising in the sky.

The sunlight hitting Mr. Oliver made him feel incredible.

"Ah-Dad!"

Jasmine screamed and ran over.

She stretched out her hands and kneaded Mr. Oliver's body. When she found that her father had recovered, tears burst into her eyes uncontrollably.

"Dad! Dad! You are better! You are cured!"

Listening to his daughter's voice, Mr. Oliver finally came to his senses.

"I'm indeed fine, but what's going on?"

Mr. Oliver murmured, and suddenly he seemed to realize something.

He broke away from his daughter's arms and returned to the room.

Then he saw a black body box standing next to his bed.

After opening it, Mr. Oliver discovered that it was filled with gold bars.

Jasmine, who followed, almost went crazy when she saw this.

She hugged the suitcase again and began to cry.

With this box of gold, all the debts owed by Oliver's company can be paid off.

Not only that, they can even have a lot of money left over to continue living.

Compared with Jasmine's excitement, Mr. Oliver was a little dazed.

He walked out of the room crookedly, then walked out of the yard, patrolling the street, as if looking for something.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't find the black figure in his dream.

This made him a little disappointed.

"Ah! Isn't this Mr. Oliver?"

A familiar voice came.

Mr. Oliver heard the sound and went to find out that it was one of his creditors.

The other party rushed over directly, his eyes were shining, he looked Mr. Oliver up and down and said:

"It seems that your body has recovered! If that's the case, then you should continue to work hard to make money and try to pay off your debt as soon as possible!"

Mr. Oliver nodded and said subconsciously:

"I will."

"Mr. Oliver, I believe you! After all, your reputation is the best in Jersey. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have lent you money in the first place, let alone extended your grace for such a long time." After hearing this, The creditor smiled and said, "In addition, I have to tell you some good news. Do you still remember the white-eyed wolf you once funded?"

"Of course I remember! What happened to him?"

"he died!"

The creditor laughed and said, "Just yesterday afternoon, people found his body on the south side of the island!

It is said that he died miserably. His whole body was almost blown to pieces and his buttocks were hung on a tree.Everyone said that he must have stepped on an old landmine left over from the war while taking a walk!

Let me tell you, who made him so shameless and dare to come back and cause trouble?This is retribution..."

At this point, the creditor suddenly paused.

Because he suddenly thought that the Mr. Oliver standing in front of him now was also the so-called "punished by God".

It's not appropriate for me to say the word 'retribution' in front of him.

"Cough-cough-"

The creditor coughed awkwardly and said, "Mr. Oliver, in short, please continue to work hard."

This time, Mr. Oliver didn't reply.

He turned his head and looked east in the distance.

That is the direction of St. Brelade's, and where the thistles bloom.

"Is...are you back?"

Mr. Oliver murmured softly, tears welling up uncontrollably.

At the same time, among the blooming thistles, John seemed to feel Mr. Oliver's gaze and turned to look at the town behind him.

After smiling slightly, John set off again, walking through the sea of ​​flowers, and finally stopped in front of a stone monument.

A large number of names are engraved on the stone tablet.

There's the nun's, there's Michelle's, there's even him, John.

These are all the people who disappeared from St. Brelade.

At the end of the signature, there is also Mr. Oliver's name.

This means that he erected this stone monument here to mourn these victims.

John studied the stone tablet for a while, then broke through the ground and entered the secret crypt below.

Because it has been explored and cleaned up, the environment here is very different from the last time John came.

John didn't use [Fluorescent Blink] and just walked slowly forward in the darkness.

With every step he took, more extreme emotions surged out of his heart, stimulating his brain to the point of pain.

The severe pain pushed John to the ground almost instantly.

But he did not choose to give up.

John just gritted his teeth and crawled slowly.

He didn't even activate [Occlumency], so he allowed those extreme emotions to rage in his mind, driving his memory to slowly recover.

Finally, John reached the depths of the crypt.

Relying on the incomplete memory that had partially recovered in his mind, he pointed his wand at the ground and began to dig into the ground with magic.

After a while, a long and narrow package appeared in front of him.

What was contained inside was a black, round and slender wand with a large number of golden runes all over its body.

And a silk scarf with the same golden runes.

The moment he took the wand into his hands, John could clearly feel that something exploded in his brain.

The next moment, a surge of memories hit, knocking John unconscious.