All living beings in hell

Chapter 41 Short Note [-]· Looking for a Chair
I didn't have a specific pursuit for the furniture in the office.

After all, when I was assigned here, I was not given any opportunity to design and decorate.But not fussy and totally unusable are two different things
——The chair the guest is sitting on now is riddled with holes.It was broken several times and put back together indiscriminately. In the process of putting it together, not to mention a leg was lost, and the surface of the chair was also full of potholes.Not long ago, Yingze, who was covered in fire, was roasted into charcoal, and the guests were covered with black ashes.Considering that if the guests are uncomfortable sitting, they probably don't have the heart to tell a story.In the spirit of reasonable service, I began to wonder where I could get a new chair.

Making furniture in hell is completely different from the human world. There is no furniture market, no grocery store, and no carpenter's shop for making chairs.At least as far as I know, even if I have a banknote, I don't know how to replace it with the chair I need.

As a mortal, I still know too little about hell.

Now that you have come to a strange place, it is better to ask the local aborigines first to understand the cultural customs.

I decided to visit Granny Meng.

The golden light talisman unfolded and attached to my body, and I walked towards Naihe Bridge.

Along the way, I met a few guests I had received, some greeted me with a smile, while others glared angrily, wishing to pounce on me and tear me apart.But those who wanted to tear me apart probably controlled themselves because of the bull-headed horse-face patrolling nearby.

Sure enough, security personnel are very important no matter where they are, I thought so.

Today's sea of ​​blood is a little more stable than in the past.

I don't know if it's because during the Chinese New Year, the world is relatively peaceful, and hell has become more peaceful, even the sea breeze in the sea of ​​blood is not so stinging.

Po Meng was knocking torreya seeds on the bridge (I don't know where she got them from).She cleverly used her teeth to pry open the hard shell, and the tip of her tongue picked up the nuts and put them into her mouth.The shells of the torreya seeds were immediately thrown into the underworld, and several lobster-like creatures jumped up and quickly devoured the shells.If this scene hadn't happened in hell, I would really have thought that the person in front of me was some graceful Jiangnan lady taking a rest on the stone bridge.I don't know if I am thinking about my sweetheart, or I am just leaning on the railing overlooking the beautiful scenery.

Granny Meng saw me and beckoned me over.

"The writer is in a good mood today, have you finally come out of your office for a stroll?"

Granny Meng handed me a handful of torreya seeds, I smiled and shook my head and refused.It's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I really don't know how to drink.

"Good night, Meng Po," I cupped my hands, "I'm looking for a new chair."

"A new chair?"

Granny Meng raised her eyebrows, as if she was quite interested in this matter.

"Exactly. The chairs for customers in the office are... quite worn out. I want to find a new sturdy chair. It should be resistant to beatings, fire, and freezing. It won't break no matter how much you kick it. Kind of."

Meng Po smiled and said, "My lord, you are not looking for a chair, you are looking for a magic weapon!"

I also laughed: "That's true, probably because there is no such chair."

Granny Meng threw a handful of fruit shells into the underworld, and lobster-like creatures flocked to grab the shells and eat them.

The husks crushed between their insect-like teeth with a sound like human bone shattering.Listening to this voice, I got goosebumps all over my body.

"There are and there are, but they are not serious chairs."

"Isn't it a decent chair? Are there any more decent chairs?"

Granny Meng pointed to a piece of bluestone at the head of the Naihe Bridge: "This stone is a gift from an old friend. It looks pretty, but it's a bit bulky. It's ugly, but it's not so ugly. I don't know where to put it. , I will temporarily put it on the bridge as a decoration. If you think it is suitable, you can also use it as a chair."

This piece of bluestone is dark green, almost black.It looks like an ancient tree root carving. If you look closely, you can really see the entanglement between the roots and veins.The upper part of the whole piece of bluestone is smooth, and the lower part is solid, firmly tied to the bridge head, as if it grew out of the ground naturally.

"I thought this bluestone was the township of Naihe Bridge?" I asked.

After hearing this, Po Meng laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, does my Naihe Bridge still need a town bridge? My old lady is the bridge town thing!"

"This stone can be used as a chair, thank you very much." I bowed my body and cupped my hands.

"You're welcome, Mr. Writer,"

Granny Meng cracked the torreya nuts very quickly, and in a blink of an eye she gathered up a hand full of nut shells and threw them into the underworld.With the sound of the husk being ground, I got goose bumps again.

"In a while, I'll entrust a strong minotaur to take it to you. It's getting late, and the office should be open for business."

"Exactly."

"Then go to work, Mr. Writer," Granny Meng waved her hand, "As for this chair, you owe me a favor."

"If Po Meng is in need in the future, the writer will do her best to help."

"I just like the way you are so strict in writing, my lord," Meng Po smiled. "If you don't do your best, you owe it first. You can return it to me after you use it."

"Then thank you, I'll go back to the office first to write."

"Good luck, my lord."

I bowed to say goodbye and walked towards the office.

(End of this chapter)