All living beings in hell

Chapter 70 - Djinn Maca
The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed No.40 No. [-] customer.

"Writing, if you were asked to make three wishes, what would you make?"

Before the guest arrived, the voice came in first.

"Come in, please," I replied.

A blue figure floated in from the door, with braids on his head.He had a bushy beard and when he smiled, his teeth were yellow with tobacco.

The guest wears a red belt with a copper pot pinned to it.

"Excuse me, what should I call you?" I spread my pen and ink.

"Don't you even know me?"

The guest put his hands on his chest and looked arrogant, as if he was very dissatisfied with my ignorance.

"Even a lamp god should have his own name." I replied flatly.

The guest put down his airs a bit, and his lower body turned into a python-shaped tail, coiled on the bluestone bench.

"Maca, that's the name, call me Maca."

I wrote his name on the rice paper: "Excuse me Maca, what is the purpose of looking for me today?"

"What's the matter? My lord, our lamp gods have always served our masters. Why would I have anything to do with you? You're the one who's looking for me."

"I don't remember that I asked you." I answered truthfully.

"Hey, the writer is really forgetful. Do you still remember this magic lamp?"

Maca untied the copper pot from his waist and placed it on the wooden table.I took a closer look at this copper pot - the lid is inlaid with purple and green fine diamond gemstones, the body of the pot is engraved with spray patterns, the whole body is dark and elegant gold, and the handle part is polished and shiny.

"Can not remember."

"Hey, this is really a headache!" Maca propped his head and looked at me, "You can't fulfill the three wishes, and I can't go back to the magic lamp. Look, I've already chased you I came to hell just to make you make three wishes!"

"I have no wishes."

"If you don't grant your wish, I will have to float like this forever."

"Isn't it good to float like this?"

"It's not as comfortable as sleeping in the magic lamp. The world is so messy, it's still interesting to see it at first. After a long time, I get tired. Now I want to go back to sleep in the magic lamp. Please, my lord, You can make any wish, just make three wishes!"

"No." I replied decisively.

"Why! What are you hesitating about such a simple thing as making a wish!"

"I can't remember how I got this magic lamp, and how I met you. I can't remember all of these. For things that cannot be verified in my memory, I don't want to put the event before it has been verified. Push it forward on your own."

"My God! You're still the same!" Maca held her head and looked at me in disbelief. "After so many years, you're still so cautious!"

"Is that a compliment?"

"Do you know what you did when you met me?" Maca asked.

"I don't remember, please tell me."

"You chat with me every day, talk to me heart-to-heart, and take me around to play, without making a single wish until the end of your life."

"Why would I do that?"

"Yeah! I don't know either. I can bring you countless wealth, supreme power, and I can make everyone love you! They all worship you! I told you, I said it all, But you don't want any of them."

"Why? Did you ask me at the time?"

"I asked, and you said, you don't want it." When Maca said this, he looked at the floor, "You said that you only need someone to talk with, so I am the one who chats with you People, I have been with you for the rest of my life like this."

"Then my wish has been granted and your task is accomplished. Thank you."

"This is not a wish! I didn't do anything!"

I poured a cup of bitter tea for myself and him each, and hot steam came out of the teacups.

"My first wish in that life was to have someone to chat with, and you fulfilled my wish. The second wish was to be accompanied, and you fulfilled my wish."

When I said this, Maca's body suddenly lit up twice like a light bulb, and sparks appeared on his skin.

"Okay... okay... what about the third wish?"

"Maca, how long have you been chasing me to fulfill my wish?" I asked.

"I don't remember, we lamp gods don't care about time, we can live forever in this world."

"If you weren't a lamp god, what would you like to be?"

"If you don't want to be a lamp god... maybe you want to be a human being."

"Why do you want to be human?"

"I want to experience what it's like to have an endless life. In that case, maybe everything will be more precious."

I took a sip of bitter tea: "Is this your wish?"

Maca looked at me and said slowly: "No one has ever asked the lamp god what his wish is."

"Is it your wish to become a human?" I repeated again.

Maca looked at me, he seemed to understand what I wanted to do, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Yes, my lord, I want to be a human being. This is my wish."

"Then your wish is also mine. This is my third wish, Maca, I hope you can become a human being and live your own life."

As soon as the words fell, the blue color on Maca's body rose like a firefly.His body slowly transformed into the color of human skin, and he floated into the air along with the blue fireflies.His boa constrictor's tail turned into a human leg, and the copper pot on the table suddenly cracked.The copper kettle is split in two from the spout to the handle.

I waved the sapphire pen, opened the skylight, and the blue fireflies flew out of the window.Mars also appeared on the skin of the Maca humans, like the burning ash in the bonfire, flying towards the sky with the sea of ​​blood and sea breeze pouring in from the skylight.

Maca's body was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm leaving, my lord."

"Go ahead and bless you," I said.

Sparks burn from his limbs towards the main torso.Maca stared at me quietly, her lips moved, as if saying something to me.I didn't hear clearly, and when I wanted to ask again, he had completely turned into sparks and disappeared into the office.

I looked up at the skylight, waved the sapphire pen, and the skylight closed again.

The cracked copper kettle remained on the table, and I reached for the handle.It's just that the moment they touched it, the whole pot melted like sand and scattered all over the table.

I gently brushed the dust off the table with my sleeve, and found a roll of paper lying on the sand in the jug.

I picked up the note and opened it carefully. There was a painting on the note.The edge of the note has turned slightly yellow, and the paper is a child's immature brushstrokes.

——In the painting, a dark-skinned child is holding the hand of a huge blue elf.Around the child and the elf are painted small flowers and grass, and a red sun.

——On the back of the note, it is written in childish handwriting: MAKA IS MY BEST FRIEND. (Maca is my best friend).

(End of this chapter)