All living beings in hell

Chapter 42 - Tentacles
By the time I got back to the office, the old, battered chair was gone.

The root-like bluestone bench is firmly planted in front of the wooden table, as if there was a ten-thousand-year-old tree in the floor, which was chopped down until only a wooden stake remained.Steady and pier, it looks really strong.How strong it is will have to be tested by the guests.

I spread paper and ink on the wooden table, poured a cup of hot tea, and prepared to receive guests.

The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed No. 30 No. [-] customer.

The door opened a crack, and then there was no sound.

"Come in," I said.

After waiting for a while, there was still no sound.

"Come in." I said again.

Still no reply.

The various entrance postures of the sentient beings in hell before can be described as varied and full of surprises.I'm not surprised to come across someone who didn't reply at all.Decided to get up and go check it out.

Just when I read the golden talisman and was about to stand up, I found that I couldn't stand up.

what happened!

The golden talisman was still floating on my left hand, and it was obvious that I had moved, but there was no barrier, as if it was also imprisoned by something.

I looked down at my legs and the wooden chair.Only then did I realize that at some point, the translucent purple vine-like tentacles had firmly fixed my instep, ankle, and calf to the floor.The thighs are fixed to the wooden chair, and the waist and hips are tied to the back of the chair.And the whole chair seemed to have a root, nailed to the floor, unable to move.The tentacles are still extending upwards.Just when I was about to raise my right sapphire pen to hit the tentacles, my right hand also stopped in the air, and then was tightened to my side and tied tightly.The tentacles climbed up my neck, and there was a sharp itching.

"How about it, my lord, is it fun?"

There was such a sound from under the chair, the sound was chaotic, as if it came from deep underground.

The itching on my neck made me want to laugh so much, I subconsciously bit my lip and said nothing.

"Stop talking now?"

The tentacles got in from my pant leg and continued up my calf.I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and settled down.

"You crossed the line. I take it for granted..."

Before the word "see off" was spoken, his mouth was sealed.The tentacles tied to my body began to tighten rapidly like a python hunting, and I felt that the air in my lungs was about to be squeezed out.The sapphire pen in his hand was abruptly taken away, and it was put away under the floor where the ghost was.

Up to now, I have only seen these purple tentacles, and I haven't even seen the real face of the ghost. I have been embarrassed like this, and I suddenly feel unhappy.

"I've heard other ghosts say that it's hard to deal with the writing master. How many powerful guys have been beaten out by you. Isn't it so easy to subdue it?"

The unknown guest sounded full of complacency in his tone.

The tentacles extended to the base of my thighs and the back of my back, and I shivered uncontrollably.I'm afraid it's absolutely impossible to go on like this, so I have to find a way, find a way.

"Eyes, are you there?" I murmured in my heart.

The weight on the back came instantly, and the familiar voice reassured me at this moment

"It seems that you really can't do it this time." Eyes said.

"If you don't come again, you may have to confess."

"It's not enough to confess, it's probably because I want to lose my virginity."

"Even if we want to lose our virginity, don't fall into this guy's hands, it's too ugly."

The eyes between the shoulder blades were rounded, and he glanced at the monster with purple tentacles, and his voice was full of disgust: "It's really ugly."

"How to do?"

"Relax, don't struggle, and give your body to me."

My body is like a puppet, and the puppeteer is the eye in the back.It has fully woken up at this moment, rooted into my body, extended through the shoulder blades to the arms, and then penetrated into the waist, crotch, and legs from the bottom.My body is connected internally by countless silk threads, and my eyes have gained complete control.

"Hey, ugly guy," the eyes roared, the voice came from behind, and the tentacles spreading from his body stopped for a moment, "If you don't stop, you will be finished."

"Who?"

"Well, you're screwed."

The eyes moved the silk thread in the flesh, and my hands instantly bent into the shape of eagle claws, dunking deeply into the sticky flesh and blood of the tentacles.The inner side of the forearm shrank suddenly, and the palm of the hand was firm, and the two thick tentacles bound to the sides of the thigh were broken.

The guest let out a scream, as if the razor clam had been frightened, and shrank back suddenly.Just as the tentacles on my face retracted, the masseter muscles on the side of my face tightened suddenly, my mouth opened, and I bit one of the tentacles in front of me.With both arms wrapped around the tentacles that have yet to be retracted, he pushed the chair away and rolled on the ground.The floor shattered, and a purple octopus-like species came out from the inertia of rolling under the floor, rolling to the side with blue-purple mucus all over its body.The sapphire pen was also brought out from the ground.I picked up the sapphire pen between my feet and threw it into the air. I caught it with my right hand, and the sapphire pen shimmered green.Bite hard in the mouth, the mucus burst out, and the tentacles broke.

The octopus let out another scream, and hid aside tremblingly, trying to find a place to hide.

Holding the sapphire pen in my right hand, I spun in a circle, and the octopus was fixed and suspended in the air.

"My lord, please forgive me! Please forgive me! I don't know what to do!"

My mouth was sealed with octopus mucus, and a sick feeling came from my stomach.

The eyes behind said: "You really don't know what is good or bad, if you offend the officials of the underworld, do you know what crime you should have?"

"My lord, spare my life! Forgive me! I heard that my lord is a mortal, but I don't know that I have such supernatural power! I just want to play!"

"Just for fun? Play the irresponsible kind? That's really worse."

Wow, the eyes speak one set of words, I was stunned when I said it.

"My lord, I didn't mean that!"

"Oh, so you want to be responsible? Tell me, how do you want to be responsible?"

As the eyes said, the silk thread of the whole right arm began to pull the muscles, and my right hand started to turn the sapphire pen.Entangled by the green energy, the octopus slammed into the ceiling in the direction of the sapphire pen, was thrown to the ground, and then hit the bookshelf again.For a moment, mucus flew all over the office, and books were scattered all over the place.

I was a little distracted watching this scene, my eyes seemed to have played a little bit.

The octopus finally landed on the bluestone in front of the wooden table, its jelly-like head deformed by the impact.It is spread horizontally on the smooth stone surface, with ink dots shining on the skin, like seafood waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

"It's almost okay, I think it's going to die." I said to my eyes in my heart.

"I think it works fine."

The eye didn't intend to return the control of the body to me. It walked up to the octopus, raised its right foot, and stepped heavily on the joint between the octopus's head and its tentacles.The joint was stuck on the edge of the stone surface, and with a crisp sound, it was trampled through.

"You said, you haven't said how to be responsible?"

The octopus had no strength to scream, and his whole body twitched in pain, muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, I felt that the eye behind me had murderous intent.The sapphire pen in my hand emits a dazzling green light, and my palm is hot, I know what it wants to do.If the sapphire pen pierces the octopus' head at this moment, it will die forever.

"Stop!" I yelled in my heart, "See off the guests! Just see off the guests! Don't do anything!"

"Death is worthless."

There was no emotion in the voice of the eyes, and the sapphire pen in his hand was about to pierce it.

"This is my body, I decide."

A sense of consciousness emerged from my heart, and I held the sapphire pen tightly and stopped in the air.Consciousness struggles fiercely against the pull wires in the muscles.

The voice of the eyes was full of displeasure: "Write the pen, why don't you let me kill it."

"If the soul is wiped out, it means that there will be no chance to wake up, no chance to be reborn, no chance at all!"

"The existence of such a creature does not deserve any chance."

My voice also cooled down: "Whether there is a chance, it should not be decided by you. Whether my body should destroy a soul is not up to you."

The eyes fell silent.

After a while, my body slowly raised my feet.

Looking at the octopus that had lost half its life, he yelled angrily, "Go away, the writing lord spared your life, thank him well."

The octopus hastily retreated towards the door, leaving another puddle of crooked blue mucus on the ground: "Thank you, my lord... Thank you, my lord..."

The octopus retreated completely behind the door, and the broken tentacles tremblingly closed the door of the office.

I took a deep breath and looked around the miserable state of the office. The only thing left intact was the bluestone bench in front of the wooden table.

"Eyes, just now..."

Before I could finish my words, the pull lines in my muscles suddenly tightened, and my right hand was raised in the air.The sapphire pen tightly held in his hand was hot.

Before I could react, the sharp tail plunged deeply into my chest.

(End of this chapter)