All living beings in hell

Chapter 49 - The Black Dragon Looking for Love

As soon as I walked out of the office within a hundred meters, I heard a sound of gobbling from the side of the road.

I followed the sound and saw that several skeleton-shaped evil spirits were eating a pool of meat paste.The meat paste was mixed with a few pieces of meat and bones that had not yet been crushed, and the evil spirits grabbed them with their white bone claws and sent them to their mouths.But because the surface of the skeleton was not covered with skin, the meat paste leaked out from the chin and between the sternum as soon as it was put into the mouth.The skeleton continued to grab the muddy meat that had slipped out of its body, and put it into its mouth again, repeating: grabbing, chewing, swallowing, sliding down, grabbing, chewing, swallowing, sliding down, this series of mechanical steps.

On the skeleton's ribs and white claws, there are pale pink minced meat hanging all over.Look closely, there are rice-like things wriggling on it, which are maggots.My scalp was numb all the way from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.I was still a little hungry at first, but when I saw the puddle of meat I didn't know what kind of meat it was and the maggots wriggling on it, my abdominal cavity was overwhelmed, and even my lower abdomen throbbed with pain.

I covered my mouth and ran back to the office before throwing up.

I drank two cups of bitter tea in a row, trying to wash away the uncomfortable nausea in my body.But just as I drank my second cup of bitter tea, the nausea couldn't be suppressed anymore, and I spit it out.The tea I just drank was spread all over the floor. Other than that, there was nothing in the vomit, not even the digestive mucus that should have been in the stomach.The hunger was gone, but my head was a little dizzy from vomiting.

I took a few deep breaths to catch my nerves—how many days have I been in hell?

Where there is no day and night, there is no record of the number of days.Time has given hell unlimited tolerance, and it has lost its original meaning here.

I was a little annoyed by the embarrassment just now. I am already a full-time employee of hell, so I should have gotten used to the weird creatures in it.The tea on the ground was absorbed by the floor, and soon dried up, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of bitter tea.After I sat back at the wooden table, I spread my pen and ink.

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

The skylight shattered with a "click", and glass shards fell on the floor like a rainstorm.I was startled, and quickly recited the golden light spell to open the barrier, including the back of the wooden table in the golden hemisphere.A few glass slag bombs fell on the barrier again, and there was a shattering sound on the floor.

And at this moment, a huge black creature fell through the skylight and hit the floor heavily.The floor finally couldn't bear the heavy pressure and made a loud noise, and the positive film sank.The black creature also fell down as the floor collapsed, letting out a whimper.

I looked at the big hole in front of the wooden table, but I still haven't realized what happened.A black dragon claw was buckled on the edge of the big pit, and a burst of hot air rose from the pit.

"Ah, ah, I'm so sorry." The black dragon took a big breath, and through the golden light barrier, I could smell the unique smell of the dragon, "No, I didn't land well, I lost, I got out of balance."

The other paw was also on the edge, and the black dragon stood up supporting its body.It was a black dragon with two wings and four claws. Its body was so huge that its upper body almost reached the ceiling.I looked up and saw that not only was my skylight shattered, but a big hole had been smashed through the entire roof.Breathing out a scorching breath, the black dragon moved his body, and saw the blue stone bench under him.It picked up the bluestone bench with one paw, and rubbed it between its two paws.

"What is this? It's so strong that it's not broken." Black Dragon asked.

"This is a chair for guests, but it doesn't seem to be used today."

"It's useful, it's fun!"

Heilong patted and pressed against the bluestone bench, and bit it on his teeth a few times, as if testing its hardness.

The air of the sea of ​​blood was blown into the room along the drafty roof. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "What should I call you?"

"Zoergod," the black dragon replied, "Master Writer, your place is a bit small."

I wrote its name on the rice paper: "Alright, Zargud, may I ask why you came to me today?"

"I want to ask my lord to untie my knot."

"The knot in my heart may not be solved," another gust of blood sea wind blew in, neutralizing the hot breath of the black dragon, "but I want to ask you a question first, why did you come in from the roof?"

"Your door is too small, I'm afraid it will be broken by you."

The sound of the sea breeze was still whistling on the roof. I looked at the black dragon in front of me and the floor that had been completely wiped out, and fell silent for a while.

"Well, you're very thoughtful. Go ahead."

"My lord, I've been struggling with this for a long time myself, wanting to talk to you about this matter."

Zargud put the bluestone bench on the ground, put his two front paws on it, and looked down at me.One of its eyes is blood red and the other is yellow and green.When I spoke, I showed sharp teeth, and one tooth was as big as the palm of my hand.

"Well, please tell me, I will record it truthfully."

"My lord, it's like this. It's very difficult for us dragons to have sex."

"Why is it difficult?"

"First of all, we need to find an open space with no obstacles around, and it will take some time. This place can't be completely deserted, it's better to have some shelter, but these shelters can't get in the way. We dragons are very picky. We have to pick our mates. , You have to choose a place. Look at us, we have such a big body, it is not easy to find such a place in the world."

"Human world? How did you come to this hell?"

Zargud sighed again, the breath of the dragon was accompanied by the sea of ​​blood and the wind, and almost all the books on the bookshelf beside him flew to the ground: "We dragons spend most of our time in the world, hidden in the mountains The old forest is a place that humans can’t see. They rarely come to live in hell. Of course, there are some who really like the place of hell, saying that the place is big and clean, and they don’t have to worry about competing with humans for territory. It’s just that sometimes they are lonely The souls and ghosts are noisy, and they can't bask in the sun."

"So how did you end up in this hell?"

"I usually live in the world, so I flew down just to find you, the writer."

"Well, you continue to talk."

"Hey, it's really distressing! I'm too old, the warriors are tired of killing, the princess is too lazy to kidnap, and the human castle is not easy to live in. I want to find a partner to retire."

"It's okay to retire without a partner."

"It's so boring not looking for a partner, I want to have a home."

"Mr. Long wants to have a family. How can I find a partner?"

"It's so difficult, sir, do you have any suggestions?"

"The relationship between dragons is beyond my knowledge. I can't give any advice."

Like a cat, Zargud put his paws in, put the bluestone bench in his paws, leaned his chin on the bluestone bench, looking pitiful: "What should I do, Mr. Writer, I'm so bored, I want to talk in love."

"You can do many other things when you're bored, and you can do many other things when you retire. You don't have to fall in love."

"Is there anything we can do?"

I looked at the books scattered on the ground beside me: "Read."

"I can't read."

"You can learn if you can't read, and it's another thing you can do."

"I don't want to be literate, I want to fall in love."

"Then I can't help you."

Zargud looked very discouraged, and breathed out a burst of dragon breath, and there was a loud "bang" beside him. This time, the bookshelf fell down.

"It's deadlocked." I gently supported the brow bone with a sapphire pen, "Look, you want to fall in love, tell me, I don't understand and I can't help you, why don't you find it yourself?"

"Aside from love, what else is fun in the world?" Zargood asked me.

"Have you ever dealt with humans?" I asked.

"It's more than just dealing with each other, it's fighting. Fighting to the death. But fighting is really fun."

"So you don't like humans?"

"It's not like I like it, and it's not that I don't like it. If there were no humans to find faults, I might be a little more boring." Zargud sharpened his claws on the bluestone bench, "My lord, I think your work is very interesting. Yes. Seeing so many ghosts of all kinds, and a super handsome dragon like me."

"Well, but my job requires literacy."

"Oh, that's fine."

"Go find it yourself, find interesting things in the world. Sometimes, the process of searching is the really fun part." I put down the sapphire pen.

"The process of searching?"

"Yeah, the process of finding things you find interesting, the process of trying different things, the process of discovering what you really love. These are very interesting experiences."

Zargud straightened his body: "Then where should I start?"

"You can try, observe, and then try to imitate it, and see if you like the process of doing that thing."

"Observe, imitate, do you like it..." Zargood seemed to be thinking about something.

I waited for Zargud to ask more questions, but it stood up suddenly, hit its head on the ceiling, and a cloud of dust fell with sawdust.

"It seems quite interesting." Zargud's voice came from the ceiling.

"Okay, go ahead and have fun."

Zargud showed his sharp teeth, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Let's go, Mr. Writer."

"Well, it came from the roof, let's go out from the roof."

Zargud spread out his back and wings, which were so big that they filled the entire width of the room.It tried to flap its wings a few times, and I felt that the walls around me began to vibrate, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were in danger of shattering into slag at any time.

"My lord, it seems that I can't open my wings here."

"...Okay, you go out from the door."

"Then your door will be gone."

I looked at the mess around me, the floor was broken, the roof was gone, the bookshelves were killed, and nothing was intact.

"It's okay, it's almost a door away."

"Then I'm leaving."

"No delivery."

Zargud turned around in the room with difficulty, and bumped his head against the gate without hesitation, and the wall of the gate collapsed.The dust suddenly rose, and my office was like a post-war ruin.

The ghosts lining up outside the door heard the noise and looked into the house.When they saw Zargud swaggering through the wall, they all backed away in fright.

Zargud turned his head and waved his paw at me: "Thank you for today!"

I waved the sapphire pen in my hand, and the broken wall and door were surrounded by green light, and I began to reset slowly.I nodded to Zargud through the gaps of a few bricks on the wall: "You're welcome."

The sunken floor slowly rose, regaining the height of the horizon.Dust from pieces of wood on the ground flew to the roof, filling the large holes where the air had leaked.The bookshelves stood upright again, and the books flew back to the shelves one by one.After working so hard for half a stick of incense, the interior of the office barely recovered.The floor is bumpy, and it makes a "squeak" sound when walking on it, complaining mercilessly about its dissatisfaction.The roof is also like a Lego block with the wrong instruction manual. It should not have this shape, but all the parts are pieced together, and it can barely be seen.I have forgotten the order of the books on the shelf, but at least they are all back on the shelf.

The only thing that hasn't changed, not even a bit of wear and tear, is the bluestone bench in front of the wooden table.

I sat cross-legged on the bluestone bench, glanced over the wooden table, looked at my chair behind the wooden table, and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)