All living beings in hell

Chapter 33 - Dandelion Memories
The lotus light at the door was on, and the office welcomed customer No. 24.

"Hey, hello, is anyone there?" Several voices sounded at the door at the same time, "Is anyone here? Is anyone here? Is anyone here?"

"Come in," I said.

A few ghost-like creatures in white cloth slowly floated in, counting them carefully, there were about six of them.There are two black holes on the white cloth, which looks like a ghost in a white sheet in animation.

"Wait a minute, I can only have one guest at a time."

"We, we, are together, together..." voices came and went, "We, we, are one...soul, soul..."

The ghost's voice had its own echo, and layers of sounds echoed and undulated throughout the office.

I spread my pen and ink: "Okay, then what should I call you?"

"Adam... when... when..."

I wrote "Adam" on the rice paper: "Excuse me, Adam, why are you looking for me today?"

The scattered six different ghosts slowly began to gather in the middle, like mercury beads sprinkled on a flat surface, the mercury columns slowly approached each other, sticking together in the gravitational force between the particles.Six become four, four become two... Gradually form a huge whole.

Adam's body also penetrated through the wooden chair like a ghost, completely wrapping the wooden chair in his body.

It lowered its head and looked at me with a pair of black holes.

"Master Writer," its voice was probably due to the convergence of its body, and there was no echo, but I could hear it clearly, "I'm here, I want a letter of recommendation. I think, reincarnation."

"You can go to Granny Meng directly for reincarnation. You don't have to get a letter of recommendation from me. My letter of recommendation is only for those guests who have changed their minds and are determined to start a new life course."

"Meng Po, let me come to you. She said, I can't be reincarnated yet."

"Why can't you reincarnate?"

A ghost suddenly split from Adam's cloudy body. The ghost's eyes were empty and confused, and it floated towards the ceiling.Adam elongated his body and opened a big mouth on the top of his head, like a phagocytic cell, sucking the ghost back into his belly.

"Huh, Master Writer, I am very unstable. My soul is divided into many parts, it is difficult to gather together, and it may disperse at any time... You must hold them firmly all the time. ..."

"Adam, how did you end up in this hell?"

"I... I was blown down by the wind..."

"Blown down by the wind?"

Another wandering spirit split out, and Adam opened his mouth and sucked it violently, swallowing it like jelly.

Adam took a deep breath, and it seemed like a tiring physical task to keep grabbing his scattered soul.

"I was originally a dandelion plant on the side of the road. It bloomed in early summer and set seeds in late summer. I wanted to fly away with the dry early autumn breeze, and it would be fine to fall in the fields and mountains. The life of our plants is like this. The seeds are still alive. With the memories of the past, I set up camp in the new soil... I still remember my earliest appearance. At that time, I was still at the foot of a snow-capped mountain, surrounded by small yellow flowers that were also dandelions. The air was clean and the spring water was sweet .Summer went to autumn, a gust of wind took me away, to the mountains, cities, fields, beside ditches... Of course, many seeds died on the road, most of the seeds were dead. Only a few , the very few lucky ones can continue to live with all the previous imprints."

"So how did you get blown into this hell?"

"That's right... this matter..."

While Adam was speaking, there were scattered spirits emerging from him.It kept repeating the action of grabbing the scattered souls around it.Fortunately, it is proficient enough to do this, just like once you learn to ride a bicycle, you will never forget it.You can chat while riding a bicycle without being affected at all.

"My last memory in the world is beside a prosperous street, with bluestone floor tiles. I quietly blossomed and formed seeds in the cracks of the roadside floor tiles, waiting for the wind to take me to the next place. And right in my The day the grass seed is ripe, the gates of hell are opened."

"The gates of hell have opened?" I was a little confused.

"On the Hungry Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open to the world. When the ghosts are walking at night, a gust of cool wind blows. My grass seeds floated straight to hell. When I have memories again, I am already this body The shape is no longer the dandelion grass before. To be honest, my lord, I don’t know what I am with this body shape.”

"So you were blown into hell by the wind during the Ghost Festival?"

"I think so."

"How many scattered souls do you have?"

"Return to the adults, seven seven 49."

There are so many scattered souls that cannot be dealt with in a short while.Po Meng asked Adam to come to me when she couldn't tell. I really didn't understand what Po Meng meant.

"Did Granny Meng say, why did you come to me?"

"I didn't ask..." Adam looked a little sorry.

I thought about it, since I have been asked to come to me to do something, but I don't know how to solve it, it is better to visit this colleague in hell in person.

Thinking of this, I lit a stick of incense, and the blue smoke rose slowly: "I will come back within a stick of incense, during this period, please try to keep your body as stable as possible, and don't split too much."

"My lord, I will do my best."

I recited the golden talisman and wrapped it around Adam, just covering a circle of scattered souls.This will at least ensure the safety of the firm while I am away.

I close my eyes, and my consciousness moves.In an instant, he came to the edge of Huangquan.

The yellow spring flows slowly, filled with a unique sulfur smell of hot springs.On a wooden arch bridge, a woman in a green gauze dress with red silk ribbons wrapped around her shoulders and arms is leaning on the railing, as if waiting for someone.Seeing me appear, Meng Po beckoned to me and signaled me to go over.

"My lord, I only saw your letter before, but I finally saw you in person today."

Granny Meng's pair of peach blossom eyes blinked, and the end of her eyes was painted with light red eye shadow.She looked very happy.

"I have admired your name for a long time," I cupped my hands, "The guest I received today, named Adam, wanted to come to you for reincarnation, but you pointed it to me. I can only write when I write, and I am very unfamiliar with the process of reincarnation. What does your lady mean by this?"

"Master Meng?" Granny covered her mouth and smiled, "This name is so strange, just call me Granny Meng."

Hearing her laughter, I felt a little embarrassed: "Yes, I hope you can explain a little bit, and I can do things easily when I write."

"That child, I am very confused. If I go to the human world, I will probably end up with a mental disorder and schizophrenia. I want to ask the writer to sort it out before entering reincarnation."

"My job to write is to write, and helping to clarify my thoughts is not within the scope of my job."

"Where is the writer? Didn't you take care of those lonely ghosts who came to me with recommendation letters before?"

"It's just... just helping out."

"Writing," Meng Po squinted at me, "what are you worried about?"

I froze for a moment, as if my mind had been read through, hesitated for a moment, and opened my mouth slowly.

"There are seventy-seven and forty-nine scattered souls in Adam's body. I have to reason. I don't know when it will end. I don't know where to start."

"The child's scattered soul, maybe it doesn't belong to it?"

"Grandma Meng means..."

"I'm just guessing, so what's the point of letting go?" Granny Meng smiled, her beautiful eyes narrowed, "Okay, I'm going to have a guest here again. Please come back, my lord."

I looked into the distance, and there was a long line of lonely ghosts floating towards the bridge.

"Thanks for the reminder," I cupped my hands, "I'll be going back now."

"Good luck."

Granny Meng reached out and patted my shoulder, she was dazed, I had reappeared behind the wooden desk in the office.

The golden light barrier is already filled with all kinds of floating souls, I shouted: "Adam! Adam, are you there!"

There was a whistling wind, and the scattered souls began to combine with each other, becoming a whole as before: "I am, I am, Master Writer. It was just a distraction, and it split up."

I glanced at the incense, just burned out: "Adam, if you let go of these scattered souls, what will happen?"

"Let go? No, you can't, my lord, these scattered souls are part of me. If I let go, I will disappear too."

"What does it mean to disappear? Disappeared in hell, where else can you go?" I asked.

"Every piece of scattered soul has a piece of my past memory... Under the snowy mountains, in the fields, beside the bluestone slabs... If I let go, then my memory will also go with the wind."

"But if you want to start a new life experience, you must drink Mengpo soup and forget everything that happened before, right?"

"Yes Yes……"

"In that case, why don't you let go?"

"My lord... I, I can't bear to..."

"What are you reluctant to bear?"

"I'm just a plant, and I don't have many precious things. Memory is one of the few treasures I have. If I don't even have memory, wouldn't I not exist at all?"

"With memory, can you prove that you existed?"

"That's what I think, my lord. As long as I remember what happened in the past, I can prove that - even if I'm just a dandelion grass, I once existed on the earth!"

"What does it mean to you to prove that it once existed?"

Adam was silent, as if thinking.The scattered souls on it took this opportunity to float away, floating up from its white body one by one.

"I don't know...the writer...I don't know."

"From the current point of view, you are obsessed with the belief that you have proved your past existence, but it has restricted you from reincarnation and from obtaining a new life. Try to let go, you have been a dandelion for so long, you should also try other life forms It's gone."

"My lord...I..." Adam was still hesitating.

"I won't force you, this is your own choice." I lit another stick of incense, "It's up to you to make the decision during the half stick of incense."

The scattered souls on Adam's body were still floating out, all covered in the golden mask.Adam looked at the scattered souls in front of him like black holes, and didn't go out of his way to catch them.As the incense sticks slowly smoked, I poured myself a cup of bitter tea and waited patiently for Adam's response.

"Okay, my lord, that's it."

Adam finally spoke. At this time, the golden mask was filled with white mist, and scattered souls flew everywhere.Scattered souls clustered around each other, sticking to the edge of the golden mask.

"what?"

"I want to let go."

"Are you sure?" I reassured him.

"You're right... Those memories belong to me when I was a dandelion... It's time to start a new life, and I decided to say goodbye to them!"

"Okay, as you wish."

I chanted the mantra, and the golden mask was slowly put away.First, there was a small hole in the top, and a few scattered souls couldn't wait to get out.I turned the sapphire pen in my right hand to open the skylight on the roof.As the gap got bigger and bigger, scattered souls flocked to the skylight like thousands of fireflies, rushing towards the black sky of hell.Some flew to the depths of hell, some scattered with the wind, and more floated in the dark night sky like a galaxy of stars.

The guests who were still queuing outside the door looked up at the scene from afar.

"Thank you...Thank you..." Adam's figure was getting smaller and smaller, "Goodbye, goodbye..."

When the last scattered soul left the skylight, Adam's body had shrunk to the size of a ping pong ball.A warm halo radiated from Wen Bai Ruyu's body.

"My lord, I feel very comfortable now." Adam's body also began to float upwards slowly, "I feel very light...very light..."

"Where do you want to go next?" I asked.

"Go to the world, my lord, I'm going to the world."

"Well, bless you."

"Goodbye, my lord."

Adam's body also flew out of the skylight like a bird.

The office fell silent.

I waved the sapphire pen and closed the skylight.

"Goodbye," I said, "goodbye."

(End of this chapter)