All living beings in hell

Chapter 32 - The Loyal Dog
The end of the new year is approaching, with rain, occasional snow, and no sunshine for more than a week. My mood is like this weather, cold and gloomy, and I can't lift my spirits up.

Taking a bath can indeed temporarily relieve the air-conditioning on the body, but it is not as comfortable as the sun.

At this time, I miss the midsummer very much-in this cold, I can't remember the scorching heat.I've always been so forgetful, and I probably have to complain about the lingering humidity and heat again in summer.

I arrived in hell early today, and I sat behind the wooden table and breathed on my cold hands, thinking so wildly.

The time is up, the lotus lantern at the door is lit up, and the office welcomes No. 20, No. [-] customer.

"Ha! Here I come!" A gust of wind knocked open the door, almost tumbling in, "Master Writer! Okay!"

A giant golden fur ball rolled to the wooden table, and hit the wooden table with a "boom".The force was so great that the entire wooden table shook.A few drops of ink were blown out of the inkstone and splashed on the rice paper.

A pair of small black eyes protruded from the golden fur, followed by a glossy black nose with a pink tongue sticking out from under it.

The golden fur ball looked at me and bounced on the floor twice more excitedly, and then jumped high and bounced on the seat for the second time.

"My lord! Wang!"

"Hello, what should I call you?"

"Ada! Before I was alive, my master called me Ada!"

I wrote "Ada" on the rice paper: "Ada, may I ask why you are looking for me today?"

"I want to ask the writer to help me find my master!"

"I don't know how to look for people, I can only write. If you want, I can write a missing person notice for you."

"My master is no longer human! She is in this hell, and I followed her down!"

I thought about it: "I can write ghost notices."

"Then please write a 'Ghost Hunting Notice' for me, Mr. Writer! You're in trouble! Woah!"

Although Ah Da didn't have a tail behind him, his whole body was shaking from side to side excitedly.

"Then before I write, can you tell me what kind of person your master is? That way I can write in more detail."

"Wow, my master, I was a carpenter when I was alive, and I was a long-haired dog raised by her! We live in a very cold village, and all the men in the village have gone out to work, only old people and women are left My master, she picked me up from the side of the river! She was a carpenter when she picked it up, and she was the only carpenter in that village! Although she is a woman, she has great strength. The furniture is strong and beautiful! I have never seen a better carpenter!"

"Is there any characteristic in appearance?"

"She has no thumb on her left hand, and no index finger and little finger on her right hand! They were all accidentally lost at work!"

The left hand has no thumb, and the right hand has no index finger and little finger.Well, this narrows the scope quite a bit.

"What's your master's name? Do you remember?"

"People in the village call her Ah Liang! They say she is very kind."

"How did your master end up in hell?"

"I don't know. She died. It was winter. I was hungry and cold. I died within a week. I saw her soul floating down, so I chased and chased and chased. A piece of boiling water should be on the sea of ​​blood, and the owner is gone! I have been looking for her here, and I can't find her no matter how hard I look."

I imagined that the golden retriever followed the soul of its owner all the way to the sea of ​​blood, eagerly looking for a familiar figure in the waves.Ghosts drift by, but they can't shake this loyal dog's determination to find its owner.

"Your master, Ah Liang, how did you die?"

"That winter, there was a snowstorm in the village. The men who went out to work couldn't get in, and the people inside couldn't get out. Once the snow was buried, it was buried for more than half a year. There was nothing to eat at home. Many families put their The dog I raised killed the stew to eat, but Ah Liang didn’t move me, and she even gave me her own rations. Ah Liang is so kind!”

When Ah Da talked about its owner, his eyes were full of light.In its mouth, Ah Liang is the best person in the world.

"And then?" I continued.

"There is no food! The old people couldn't stand it, so they left first. Then the children, and finally the women. A Liang stayed in the carpenter's shop all day, never leaving. In the end, he had no food and couldn't hold on. gone."

When Ah Da said this, there was a sobbing sound in his throat, and there was some grievance in his voice.

"Ah Liang's body was cold, and she collapsed. Once she fell down, she couldn't get up. At first I thought she was just asleep, but she lay there for a day and a night, and her body became stiff. Other family members came in and wanted to arrest me. After eating stewed meat, I will run as hard as I can. When those people can’t catch up, I will sneak back and guard A Liang’s side.”

Ah Da stopped talking, and I continued to ask: "And then hungry?"

"I saw A Liang's soul standing up from her body. I could see her soul, so I ran after her soul. A Liang came to a fork in the road, an upward staircase, very high High. And a staircase leading to the darkness below, very deep. A Liang hesitated and went down. I was a little scared. I was afraid of the dark. But I thought, maybe with A Liang, I would I'm not afraid of anything. So I chased after it."

"Are you sure your master is still in this hell?"

"She's lining up behind!"

"Huh? Since you know she's queuing up behind, why don't you go directly to her?"

"She...she seems...seems to be... avoiding me." When Ah Da said this, he lowered his head slightly, looking a little sad, "Every time I appear in front of her, she doesn't seem to be Not happy, I don't know what happened..."

Ah Da's eyes looked very disappointed, and he hummed a few times in grievance.

I flipped through the roster, and the girl who was missing a few fingers, Ah Liang... No. 93, yes, she was indeed in the queue.

"If she hides from you, then even if I help you write 'Ghost Hunting Notice', it will be of no use."

"Then, my lord, what should I do!"

I thought for a while: "I can help you to ask her if she would like to see you today."

Ah Da stuck out his tongue: "Good! Good!"

I lit the incense, and the green smoke rose slowly: "I will come back within a stick of incense. Before I come back, you are not allowed to leave the chair, dismantle the furniture, or dismantle the office, understand?"

"Wang!"

I meditated on the golden talisman to form a barrier around my body, opened the door of the office and walked out.

"No. 93! No. 93 Ah Liang! Are you here today!" I shouted to the long line outside the door.

A girl in a rough blue cloth coat with a pale blue complexion, chapped lips, and short, dry hair floated in front of me.She has no thumb on her left hand and no index and little fingers on her right hand.A belt made of hemp rattan is tied around his waist, and a carpenter's hammer is pinned to the belt.

"Ah Liang is me, why is the writing master looking for me?"

"Ah Da is your pet dog?"

A Liang was stunned on the spot: "How does your lord know?"

"It came to visit me today to look for you. It said it knew you were in this hell and came with your soul, but you didn't want to see it. Can you elaborate on the reason?"

A Liang's eyes suddenly turned cold: "This dog is really stupid and loyal. How many times have I told it, don't look for me, don't look for me! I'm such a ghost now, what is there to look for!"

"You are still the master to it, and there is still a lot of meaning. I left in a hurry before I was alive, and I didn't have time to say goodbye. Maybe now is the time to say goodbye."

"There's nothing to say goodbye to. You let it go. You can go wherever you want. It has nothing to do with me."

"You really think so?"

"Let it go! Don't bother me anymore!" When A Liang said this, his nose turned red.The red nose was very conspicuous against her blue skin.

"Since you have made a decision, I should respect it." I bowed slightly, turned and walked towards the office.When I was about to enter the office's gate, I heard Ah Liang's sobbing behind me.

After I returned to the wooden table, Ah Da was still obediently waiting for me on the chair, his eyes full of anticipation.

"My lord! My lord!"

"Well, I saw your master, and she doesn't want to see you." I glanced at Xiang Xiang, just halfway through.

"Woo, woo..." Hearing this, Ah Da's fluffy body collapsed on the chair as if deflated.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Ugh, I, I don't know."

"You and A Liang's fate in the previous life is over, and now she is no longer your master. You are free, and you can go wherever you want."

"But...but...I miss her so much..." Ah Da said while humming.

"She doesn't want to see you, and there's nothing she can do about it. It's better to think about where to go next for yourself."

"I don't want to go anywhere except by her side..."

I put down the sapphire pen and looked at the group of whining furball dogs in front of me: "Then there is no other way, you can only stay in hell. Do you like hell?"

"I don't like it! It's smelly and cold, and there's nowhere to bask in the sun, it's too uncomfortable!"

"Then why not go somewhere more comfortable? For yourself?"

"There is no A Liang in a comfortable place..."

"You don't have Ah Liang in hell. She is here, but she doesn't want to see you. Is there any difference?"

"At least, at least, it's closer to her here."

I looked at the furball dog in front of me, and secretly sighed in my heart.

"Okay, if you decide so, then I respect you," the last dust on the incense stick fell, "The time is almost up, we are coming to an end today."

"But I haven't solved the problem yet..." Ada Lai refused to leave on the chair.

"I can't help you, I'm just a writer."

There was a whining sound from Ah Da's nasal cavity, and he almost flowed from the chair to the ground, his body was a whole circle smaller than when he entered the door.

It squirmed towards the door dejectedly: "My lord, I'm not reconciled, why doesn't she want to see me?"

"I don't know either. If she still wants to talk to you, you can ask her." I slowed down, hoping my voice would sound a little softer.

"Woo, all right."

"Goodbye, Ada."

"Oh, bye, bye."

The figure of the furball dog whimpered and disappeared behind the door.

(End of this chapter)