All living beings in hell

Chapter 61 - The Mummy That Takes People's Love

The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed No. 40 No. [-] customer.

"Clouds like clothes, flowers look like faces, and spring breeze blows through Revlon." The guests recited Li Bai's poems, and walked slowly through the door with clouds and mist around them.The clear atmosphere of heaven floated into the office, which made me think that I was still having a party in the pavilion.

The figure of the guest slowly appeared. Hearing the voice, he thought it was an old man, at least he should have a human appearance.However, the guest who appeared in front of him this time was a walking mummy.The mummy has no eyeballs, its nose and lips have been completely decomposed and dried, and sparse white hair still covers its head and lips.As it walked forward, a few hairs fell on the floor, and some fell into the depths along the floor cracks, and might stay under the floor forever.I looked at the dry skin all over his body and imagined what a torso would look like under the clothes.

"Hello, what should I call you?"

When the customer sat down, I felt a faint discomfort in the forearm of my right hand.

"Mr. Li Ze." The guest replied, "What does the writer think of Li Bai's poems?"

I wrote down the name of the guest on the rice paper, and the soreness in my right hand became more and more obvious.

"I don't have any opinion. Mr. Li Ze, why did you come to me today?"

"Your Excellency, do you want to hear the truth, or lies?"

"It's your choice whether it's true or not, I'm only responsible for recording it."

Li Zejun smiled: "If it is a lie, I can make up a decent story to deceive it. To deceive you, to deceive the world, those of us who play with words are all virtuous, and there is no truth in our mouths."

Mr. Li Ze didn't say anything more, as if he was waiting for me to ask a question.I poured myself a cup of bitter tea, didn't answer, and waited for Mr. Li Ze to speak.Li Zejun stared at me for a while with sunken eyes, and after confirming that I would never answer, he continued

"If it's true, that's what you're feeling right now, my lord. Is your right hand sore?"

Only now did I realize that the words I wrote were crooked, and the feeling of soreness had turned into a slight numbness, extending from the forearm to the palm and elbow at the same time, and extending from the elbow to the upper arm and shoulder blade.Fingers started to stiffen.

"It's true that your right hand is sore. Is this the purpose of your trip?" I asked.

"My lord, I didn't expect you to be so unsuspecting of me. Most of the ghosts in this hell are afraid of me, even the officials are afraid of me."

"Why are they afraid of you?"

The words I wrote began to vary in size, and my forearm and my forearm began to cramp.I obviously don't have a human body anymore, why muscle cramps still happen, I don't understand.

"Do you know what the living beings in the Three Realms are most afraid of? Not death, not rebirth, not destruction, not parting."

I changed the sapphire pen to my left hand and put my right hand under the table.The electric numbness tinged with soreness made it difficult for me to concentrate.

"What are the beings in the three realms most afraid of?" I asked.

"What people in the three realms are most afraid of is losing their love," Mr. Li Ze suddenly jumped onto the wooden table, with a shriveled face in front of me, his fleshless claws grabbing my collar, "and I This is what I’m best at, my lord, I’m good at stealing everyone’s love.”

After speaking, my right hand seemed to fall into a vacuum, and the spirit body scattered into the air.I pulled out my right hand from under the table, and found that from the lower end of the upper arm, the right hand had completely disappeared, completely gone.The cut-off opening is wrapped by a layer of air film, and the green energy flowing inside can be vaguely seen.

"So the purpose of your coming to me today is to take away my right hand?" I asked.

Li Zejun looked at me, took a deep breath, the senses all over his body began to tighten sharply, something was about to come out of his body.Li Zejun's mummy-like face gradually revealed a person's description, and upon closer inspection, this face was actually mine.

"I will take away everything you love, my lord. Your ability to write, your office, your office, everything you love, including you."

The sapphire pen gradually lost its light in his left hand, and as Mr. Li Ze inhaled it, it turned into an ordinary rock.I looked down at my body, the energy seemed to be gradually disintegrated, and I was slowly being sanded from the inside.

"Why are you doing this?"

"A person like you, Master Writer, even if he loses his physical body, he can still continue to do it with his love. You think nothing can stop you, right? I've been upset about this for a long time, ignorant Ordinary mortals don't understand what they are facing. It is extremely arrogant to dare to jump into the abyss without seeing it."

"So you want to take away my love, which is the official position of writing, and then become the world's writing officer?" I asked.

"Whether to write or not is my business, I don't want you to do it."

I felt the dilution of my spiritual body, and my left hand became weak.The emerald green of the sapphire pen has completely faded at some point, turning into a piece of dull granite.

I threw the rock-like sapphire pen in my hand on the table and leaned back on the back of the chair.Little by little, the inside of my body turned to gravel, and the gravel scraped through my astral body and flowed onto the floor.

"You've taken away my love, which is this job. If you don't do it, who will?"

"Writing, don't be glib," Li Zejun has completely changed into my appearance at this time, even the hand holding my collar is exactly the same as mine, "I am you now, I am completely I can kick you into the depths of hell like this, and live in this office to take your place from now on."

I concentrated my mind to gather my diluted spiritual body together, and the speed of desertification slowed down a bit.I felt that a piece of the abdominal cavity was missing inexplicably, as if the internal organs suddenly disappeared, leaving only the air flowing in it.

"Look, you took away my love and my looks, but I'm still there. I was expecting you to make me lose my soul and turn me into wind and air. It's fine, chic and free. But Why am I still here?"

Mr. Li Ze, who has my face, gritted his teeth and looked at me: "Writing, your love is very hot."

"I don't know if it's hot or not, anyway, my hands and feet are always cold."

"Do you still want to do this job?"

"Do it, why not?"

I noticed that my voice was cold, and I was a little surprised by the calmness.

"You can't write now."

"The right hand is gone, and the left hand is still there. Besides, the spirit will regenerate itself, which is much more convenient than the physical body."

"Why? You probably don't like writing anymore!"

Li Zejun yelled at me, I watched my face distorted by excessive anger on Li Zejun's face, this is really not a pretty expression.

"Li Ze-jun, let me ask you, what is love?"

Li Zejun sat back on the bluestone bench, looking a little unwilling: "Motivation, motivation. Many people create their dreams with passion and love, so they just work hard. I hate such idiots the most."

"So you think I do this job only because of passion and love? This kind of motivation seems a bit too thin."

"But... but those people who were deprived of their love by me before fell into the abyss... They felt that their lives had no hope, no hope. Not only human beings, but even serial murderers came to hell and were killed. I took away the passion to kill, and immediately became like a wandering spirit, aimless and very painful."

"Good thing, you fixed the violence factor of a murderer."

Li Zejun is speechless, my face looks very depressed on it at the moment, I don't know if I look the same when I am depressed.

"I don't know."

"What don't you understand?"

"I've obviously taken everything that belongs to you."

"Everything? Not yet."

Li Zejun's expression looked very broken. He clenched his fists and looked at me: "Tell me, writing, what else is there? What else is there besides love?"

"There are many motives. The murderer's love for killing is stolen, and the irreparable hole in my heart will be transformed into other forms. Writing, writing this job, in the end, it's just filling the hole in my heart a part of."

"The... hole in your heart?"

"You have it, I have it, and everyone has a hole in their body. When the hole is too much to bear, you find something else to fill the hole. The way you fill your hole is to keep plundering other people's love. Come here, throw it into the void in your heart, and get temporary satisfaction in your restless heart, maybe accompanied by a little bit of pride and a sense of accomplishment. Then I am the same, write, keep writing. Write while alive, and write even after death .Words to fill the void in my heart, love is only a part of it, a small part."

The appearance of me on Li Zejun began to dissipate slowly, and I felt the energy flow back in my own direction.

"You're fucking scary," Li Zejun said, "You're a bottomless black hole."

The spirit body gets energy, the right hand grows again, the abdominal cavity is being filled with the returning energy, and my body seems to be supported again:
"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Before I walked into this office, I still had a solid foundation, but now I don't know anything," Li Zejun's eyes sunken again, and my face has disappeared on his face, "Now I feel like I have done something. Things don't make sense anymore."

"What's not interesting?"

"Plundering other people's love, this thing is meaningless. What do I need to fill the void?"

"Everyone fills it in different ways. Since this matter is no longer interesting, you can find other ways."

Li Zejun looked up at me, the hollow was full of confusion and fear.

"You are terrible."

"Where is it scary?"

"You are the void itself."

"Has the purpose of your visit today been achieved?"

Li Zejun bowed his head and said nothing, he got up and walked to the door of the office.

"What are you going to do next?" I asked behind it.

Mr. Li Ze stopped, but didn't look back: "I don't know, Mr. Writer, I don't know."

"Goodbye, then," I said.

Mr. Li Ze didn't reply. It stood there for a while, turned its back and said, "Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. It's a poem that a boy likes very much. I took away his love for poetry, and I I want to give it back to him."

"Okay, let's go."

"Goodbye, my lord."

"Goodbye." I said.

(End of this chapter)