All living beings in hell

Chapter 193 - Greg and the Mayan Crystal
The lotus lantern at the door was lit up, and the office welcomed the 140th customer No. [-].

The man was wearing an 80s American detective hat and a long windbreaker, with a large briefcase under his arm.

"Two tickets, when is the next train?" The man was panting, as if he had just finished a 100-meter sprint.

"Train? What train?"

"A train ticket to Baltimore! As soon as possible!"

"This is not the ticket office, have you come to the wrong place?"

The man looked at me in disbelief, took two steps back, and looked around: "Are you kidding me?"

"This is not a ticket office. I don't have train tickets for you." I repeated it again, trying to make every word of my words clear to him.

"It's over, it's over."

"Must you go to Baltimore?"

"If you don't go to Baltimore, everything will be over." The man squatted down with his head covered, looking as if the world was about to end.

"What happened, would you like to tell me more about it?"

"No... no, I don't have time. I can think of other ways now, and I can think of other ways."

"Sir, we're in hell right now, and I'm not sure you'll make it to Baltimore on time."

The man's face froze instantly: "What did you say?"

"You're in hell right now, Baltimore is on earth, I'm not sure if there's a bus from here to Baltimore."

"You're kidding, you ticket seller, stop teasing me!"

The man got angry, and he wanted to rush over and pull my collar.The moment he pounced on me, he caught nothing, his whole body directly penetrated my body, and fell face down to the ground.

"Sir, aren't you a ghost?" I was a little surprised that this man's body turned out to be an actual human body, able to pass right through my spirit body.

The man was obviously frightened. He got up from the ground, his lips were trembling, and he sat on the ground with all four limbs and stepped back: "Are you a fucking ghost? Are you a ghost? Where am I? Where is this?"

"Sir, sir, how did you get here?"

Not knowing whether it was because hell was too cold for humans, or because he was too frightened, his whole body began to tremble violently.The trembling gradually turned into uncontrollable convulsions, and I quickly pulled out a wisp of green energy from the bracelet on my left hand, forming an energy shield and wrapping around his body.

The man shivered a little better in the energy shield, he looked exhausted, but he still held the briefcase tightly in his hand.

"Please tell me, sir, how did you get here?"

"I was catching a train in New York's Central Station. I just pushed through the gate of the ticket office and came here... What kind of TV prank is this? God! I'm really catching a train, please don't make fun of me."

I felt confused, and opened the door of the office, and there was still a real scene of hell outside.Sea of ​​blood, branches and leaves, ghosts and ghosts continue to howl, just like usual, without any sign of New York Grand Central Station.

"Sir, I don't know how you got into this space, but you can't go to Baltimore for the time being. If you want, I can take you to Mrs. Meng and ask what's going on here?"

"Meng what?"

"Meng Po, oh, it's the official in charge of reincarnation in our eastern hell."

"I'm in hell in the East? This is ridiculous! How do you prove that I'm dead? I'm still in hell?"

"I'm not sure if you're dead or not."

I run my hand straight across his chest and can feel the outline of his living human heart, beating in my palm.The man stared at me with wide eyes, and suddenly shouted: "I know, you are a wizard!"

"No matter what I am, I can leave you in hell without asking any questions, and live as you wish. Or you can put away your surprised attitude and let me go to Po Meng to ask what's going on."

The man grabbed my robe and was about to cry: "Don't leave me in this place, no matter what your official's name is, if she can save me, take me to see her."

I looked at the man and sighed, "What's your last name?"

"Greg, my name is Greg."

"Okay, Greg, so now we're going to find Mrs. Meng. There may be some weightlessness, but please don't scream or cry because I get a headache. If I have a headache, I might go to the wrong place. There are so many layers of hell, if you go to a place more terrifying than here, you will be in trouble."

I used the jade bracelet to open the portal in the air, Greg bit his lip, hugged my thigh tightly, and jumped into the portal together.

—In the teleportation tunnel, he screamed as I expected.

After the eardrums had been thoroughly tortured, we came to Po Meng's stone bridge.Po Meng was busy at this time, and the queue on the bridge was so long that there was no end in sight.I was debating whether to skip the line, and when I went to say hello directly, I suddenly heard Granny Meng greet me.

"Hey, I haven't come to see me for a long time, I thought you forgot about me."

"Sorry, sorry, I have something to disturb you today."

Granny Meng, who was busy, turned into a clone, dressed in a blue-pink gauze dress, and came to me with light steps: "Isn't she here alone, is she with a... thigh pendant?"

Greg was holding my leg at this time, his body was already stiff, and he would not let go no matter how much I shook it.

"This is my client. As far as he is concerned, he was catching a train at Central Station in New York, and entered my office the moment he pushed open the gate of the ticket office. People are living people, and their hearts are also beating fresh. Leaving the energy It is estimated that the mask will not survive for 10 minutes. It is very strange, how could a large living person be sent to hell?"

Po Meng squatted down, stretched her hands into the energy shield, pinched Greg's chin, turned around, and looked.

"You human, what is in your bag?"

Greg didn't speak, just looked up at me.I looked away as if I couldn't help.

"If you don't say anything, I will ask the writer to tear away the energy shield. The human body can't last half an hour in hell without the energy shield. In the end, the ashes return to the ashes. Huh, when the wind blows, there is nothing left .”

"Don't, don't, I said, I said."

With trembling hands, Greg opened the document package, revealing several pieces of faint blue crystals and a very strange electronic device.

"What is this?" I asked.

Granny Meng took out the crystal from the document bag, put it in her hand and looked at it: "I knew that human technology has reached this level, and it's pretty good to camouflage on weekdays."

"This, this is a private study. Qian, don't let it, let others know."

"What is this?" I turned to ask Po Meng.

Po Meng raised her eyebrows and raised her chin to signal for Greg to speak.

Greg swallowed: "One, a spatial perspective device."

"Spatial perspective?" I asked.

"Through the electronic frequency calibration of the instrument, images of other parallel worlds can be presented in special crystals... Just like the crystal balls used by witches in the Middle Ages for divination, we just use a more scientific way to let everyone see to this image."

"Then how did this time travel?" I asked.

Granny Meng threw the crystal in front of Greg, turned to me and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"What is it?"

"The special crystal used for sacrifices in the Mayan civilization has a strong magnetic field. It has been buried deep under the altar for many years, preventing its magnetic field from affecting modern civilization. How could it be dug out by this guy and used without authorization!" Po Meng looked a little angry, "Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"me……"

"To put it simply, you are actually dead."

"Ah? Ah! Impossible!"

"Take off your energy shield, write. He is a soul state now, but he still has a human texture. Here, what a human texture heart—" Meng Po said, reaching into Greg's chest , tore out his heart.Greg yelled in fright, watching his heart beating bloody in Granny Meng's hands, "Look, can't you live without a heart?"

The heart made a sound of solid freezing in Granny Meng's hands, and dark blue ice flowers formed on the surface, which became like those few crystals and stopped jumping soon.

"The special magnetic field of this crystal can ensure that the human body can maintain the shape of the body after death. Including the soul still maintains the texture of the body in life, but in fact, it is all fantasy. People in the Mayan civilization era used this magnetic field to imagine To extend one's average lifespan is also due to the abuse of crystal energy, leading to one's own accelerated demise."

"I...I'm dead..." Greg finally let go of my thighs, knelt on the ground and muttered to himself.

"I probably died of radiation." I said, "Actually, I may be more worried now that so many people in Central Station in New York will also be affected by the crystal."

"This box...is specially made to prevent radiation." Greg weakly pointed to his document bag.

Granny Meng snorted disdainfully: "No matter how special it is, it can be protected from radiation with 300 meters of soil piled on it? People like you will suffer the consequences."

"I...what should I do?"

I looked at Granny Meng, who put the crystal into a box and handed it to me again: "Your guest, you decide for yourself."

"Greg, I will bring it back to the office, but I really don't know what to do with this crystal."

"This crystal is just the image manifested in the hell radiated from the crystal in the human world. In hell, it has no practical effect and does not need special treatment. You can take it back and use it as a paperweight."

I put the file bag under my arm, and carried Greg, who had been limp into mud, on my shoulder: "Okay, then go back."

"Humans' curiosity is sometimes as troublesome as their arrogance." Granny Meng complained. She waved her hand in the air and opened a portal, behind which was my office.

"see you later."

"I hope that when we meet again next time, we will not only ask me to solve troubles."

I didn't speak, just nodded and stepped back into the portal.

Back in the office, I put Greg on the floor with the briefcase next to him.

"Now that everything is clear, we're almost here to end the day."

"I can't believe I just died like that."

"Well, what does it feel like to die?"

"I... I don't know yet. I haven't reacted yet."

"Get used to it slowly, there are many things here that require you to get used to it slowly."

"I don't have a place to live anymore, I'm a bum."

"You can find a place to live here first."

"Is there a residence in hell?" Greg sat up from the ground.

"There are caves and the like, after all."

Greg looked at me with glazed eyes.He picked up the document bag and sniffed: "Maybe this is the best home."

I didn't speak any more, and watched the man pick up the file bag in despair, and staggered towards the door.

(End of this chapter)