All living beings in hell

Chapter 48 - The Butcher and the Pig's Head

I walked on the sea of ​​blood and took a few deep breaths.

The smell of blood mixed with the salty sea air entered my nostrils, which inexplicably made me feel at ease.My perception of the things around me actually changed with the destruction of my body.The smell of blood, which I had always hated before, felt familiar now.

The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed No.30, the third guest.

"My lord, my lord." Two voices, one high and one low, appeared at the same time.

"Please come in."

A bald man with a big belly came in with his upper body naked, and he brought with him a strong smell of pork.The smell is very similar to the smell of lard mixed with human sweat I smell on the subway.

I asked about the smell, and my stomach began to churn again.

When the guest got closer, I realized that there was a pig's head growing around his neck.The pig's head stared at me like a human, and it spoke human words.

The man and the pig's head stared at me with four eyes, all four pairs of eyes were bloodshot, as if they had no eyelids, and they didn't blink.For a moment, I was a little apprehensive.

"What should I call you?" I asked.

"Yuan Yicheng," the man had just finished answering, but Zhu Tou hurriedly replied, "My name is Yuan Jun! Yuan Jun!"

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between you two?" I smelled it and wrote down their names on the paper at the same time.

The man sighed: "This Lord Yuan is my creditor, and he will demand my debts for generations to come."

"Obviously you killed me!" Yuan Jun yelled loudly, yelling like a pig, "If you killed me, I'll collect your debt, why not?"

"Killing pigs and eating meat is justified. I really don't understand what I owe you?" Yuan Yicheng retorted.

"You killed too many pigs, I want to avenge my fellow citizens!"

"There are too many butchers in this world, go find them!"

"Yuan Yicheng, this head was chopped off by your knife, who do you think I should find?"

I looked at the two noisy guests in front of me, and my head was buzzing from the noise.I poured a cup of bitter tea, and the quarrel continued, but just as I drank the bitter tea, the quarrel suddenly disappeared.I put down the teacup that was covering my face, and the two heads in front of me were looking at me in fear.

"Huh? What's the matter? Why aren't you noisy anymore?"

"Master...the writer..."

"Well, you said."

"Just... just... a monster ran out of your body..."

"Monster?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Is...is...a big...angry...like...cat?"

"What did the cat say?"

"Let's... shut up..."

"Oh, so." I took another sip of the bitter tea.

What cat, what cat said, I didn't hear anything, and I didn't know what happened.But there are so many hallucinations in this hell, it shouldn't be uncommon for cats and tigers to escape from my body, and even demons and ghosts to escape from my body.

Yuan Yicheng and Yuan Jun shut up, and there was a silence in their ears.I observed the guests on the opposite side, and they still stared at me in horror, as if they were waiting for me to ask a question.

"Yuan Yicheng, tell me first, tell me about your version. How did Yuan Jun get on you?" I asked.

Yuan Jun just wanted to interrupt, I glanced at it, and it trembled all over, and stopped talking.I was also puzzled, how could this guest be so honest all of a sudden.

"Responding to my lord, Yuan Jun..." Yuan Yicheng turned his head with difficulty and glanced at the pig's head on his neck, "Yuan Jun was originally a pig I raised, and I also named it. Because it was born in a litter back then The only pure white suckling pig among the little piglets looks cute. I think white is the color of pure yang, so I named it Yuanjun, took my surname, and treated it like a family member. The other pigs are all in the pigsty, eating pig food. I brought it home to raise it, and fed it to people to eat chaff. Tell me, this treatment is not good enough!"

"Then Yuan Jun said, you slaughtered it, so what happened?"

Yuan Yicheng patted his thigh: "Famine! No food!"

Yuan Jun finally couldn't help but interjected: "Yuan Yicheng, you lied! There is no famine at all! You lied!"

"You're a pig, what do you know?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, I patted the table lightly: "Yuan Yicheng, if you finish talking, I will ask Yuan Jun to tell the story of his perspective."

"My lord, don't believe anything this pig says! A beast is a beast!"

"What I believe and what I don't believe is not up to you to decide. Yuan Yicheng, have you finished your story?"

"It's famine, my lord. I have nothing to eat. I have nothing to eat. I'm a starving ghost. It's the starvation that ends up in hell."

"Finished?"

"Say... it's over."

"Well, Mr. Yuan, please tell me your version."

Yuan Jun looked at me and began to cry: "I grew up in a human family, and I ate whatever people ate. I listened to what people said. I could understand everything they said. Yuan Yicheng named me Yuanjun and treated me like his own son. Since I was young, I didn’t have any other piglets around me, so I thought he was my father. You said that the father killed his son to eat meat, so what is going on? !"

"So why do you think you were slaughtered?"

"I heard it, Mr. Writer, I heard it all. It was a rich man who wanted to eat pork from a pure white pig, saying that white is the color of pure yang. Eating this kind of pork can nourish yin and strengthen yang, and prolong life. The rich man People are willing to pay five times the price to buy me, but they will not sell it for [-] percent. After a while, they will pay ten times the price to buy me, but they will still not sell it for [-] percent. In the end, the rich not only agreed to pay [-] times the price He bought me and bought all the pigs in Yuan Yicheng's family at a high price. Yuan Yicheng... sold me. That day, he killed us all, all of them..."

Yuan Jun's voice trembled, "I was the last one to be killed. I hid in the corner, thinking of how kind he was to me, and cried desperately. But how can there be money in a pig's tears? Yuan Yicheng sees He touched me, his hands were shaking, and the first cut was crooked. I screamed in pain. He was like crazy, and he chopped up and down many times before I was dying."

When Yuan Jun was talking, Yuan Yicheng did not refute, and stared blankly at the floor.

"Yuan Yicheng, is what Yuan Jun said true?"

Yuan Yicheng looked up, nodding and shaking his head: "My lord, I have no other choice. I have also received the retribution I deserve, so let me go."

I put down the sapphire pen and looked at the person and the pig's head in front of me: "Yuan Yicheng, I'm an officer who can neither judge nor punish. My duty is to write down your stories and transport them to the world. That's all. That’s all. You choose which version of the story the world should hear.”

Yuan Yicheng lowered his head again: "That's it, Mr. Writer. It says its own thing, and I say mine, that's fine."

Yuan Jun whimpered and continued to cry: "My lord, you have learned a lot!"

"I can't do it, it's not my job. So what if I tell you?"

"I, I want this person, life is better than death!"

Yuan Jun said harshly.Yuan Yicheng still lowered his head and said nothing, looking like he was being bullied.

"Yuan Yicheng, what do you think?"

"Whatever, my lord the writer, I really don't care. I already have a pig's head cursing me around my neck all day long, so let it be."

Neither of them spoke, and the air became dull.

"Well, what are you two going to do next?"

Yuan Jun answered first: "I said it! I want Yuan Yicheng to suffer all the tortures in this hell! Let him feel my pain! The pain of being hacked to death by the person I trust the most!"

"What about you? Yuan Yicheng? What are you going to do?"

"Whatever, my lord, whatever you want."

I drank the bitter tea in my cup: "Well, that's good, the story has been recorded, and today's time is almost the same."

Yuan Yicheng stood up as if he lost his soul, and bowed slightly: "Thank you."

"Need not."

Yuan Jun was still shouting in Yuan Yicheng's ear: "You wait! You wait!" The voice was accompanied by the snoring of pigs.

Yuan Yicheng let Yuanjun insult him, walked to the door without saying a word, turned to look at me, and asked with empty eyes: "My lord, will this torture come to an end?"

"All suffering has an end," I replied.

Yuan Yicheng nodded and closed the door of the office.

The office was quiet again, and the smell of pork still lingered in the air.I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the sea of ​​blood, and the smell of blood mixed with salty air rushed into the room, cleaning everything up in an instant.

I sat on the floor with my knees hugged and looked at the sea of ​​blood, and suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger in my stomach.

what do you want to eat.

What is there to eat in this hell?

Thinking so, I put on my cloak and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)