All living beings in hell

Chapter 59

I walked out of the sea of ​​blood naked, and the heat from my body was taken away by the evaporation of the water droplets, leaving behind dried dark red blood stains, which fell off with a fingernail.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the office.Boom, boom, boom, no rush, exactly three times.

I ignored it and used a blanket to blot up the remaining red liquid and blood stains on my body.I raised my arm and smelled the smell on my body-now the smell on my body is the same as the sea of ​​blood, with a rusty smell in the fishy sweetness.If it was before, I was extremely disgusted with this taste.But now I kind of like it.

dong dong dong.

The knock on the door rang again, and three times later, there was another long wait.

"It's out of business hours!" I yelled towards the door.

I heard the sound of paper scraping against the floor, and I wrapped my blanket around me and headed for the door.The knock on the door did not ring again, and a letter was stuffed under the crack of the door, and it was written on the envelope: Chen Shi wrote it himself.

When I opened the envelope, the smell of stale ink came over my face, and the small letters on the rice paper were neat and simple.

The full moon disappears in the sea temporarily, and the square characters fall silently into the dust.

The king is doing business, and the world is a lesson, but please gather in the courtyard.

The signature is: written by Ji Ge
I had just finished reading the letter when the knock on the door rang again, the same three times.I opened the door and looked down to a Mediterranean bald man.The bald man raised his head, and a Kappa face looked up at me. Seeing that I was naked, he quickly lowered his head again.He was a little at a loss, but then, he bowed respectfully, took out a wooden tray from behind, and lifted the tray above his head vigorously.

"In the name of writing the gatha, I'm here to invite you to the meeting of the writers." Kappa said politely, "It's best for you to change your clothes before you start. It's always a lack of etiquette to be naked."

I took the tray, and there was a set of brand-new gray-green official robes in the tray. Next to the official robes was a polished and shiny ebony token, on which was engraved the words "holding a pen" in large red lacquer characters.

"What is the official position of writing the gatha?"

The Kappa still lowered his head, as if he was very concerned about my nakedness: "My lord, put on your clothes before we talk, I will wait for you at the door."

I thanked, closed the door, turned and went back into the house.The color of the new official uniform is different from the previous one, and the texture of the fabric is also very different.The fabric of this official uniform is very slippery, and you have to worry about it slipping from your palm like a loach.The left and right cuffs are still embroidered with "earthly" and "holding a pen".The size fits better than the previous one, but because it is too light and slippery, it feels the same after wearing it as if not wearing it.Every time you walk a few steps, you can feel the soft rubbing of the fabric on your body, as if being intimately touched by human skin.This overly intimate touch gave me goosebumps.I don't know if this strange official uniform was personally chosen by the "writer of the gatha", I became curious about the officer who wrote it.

After I finished dressing, I opened the door, and the Kappa was still waiting for me at the door.

"Will it fit?" Kappa asked me.

"The fit is the fit... It's just that the fabric is a little slippery, and it feels a bit flimsy when worn on the body."

"How could it be? Master Jige knows that you miss the feeling of human skin, but you chose this fabric specially."

"That's it...that's really hard work."

The kappa led me to the ghost carriage. The ghost pulling the carriage had a human head, a naked body, and its limbs were tightly gripped on the ground like scorpions.I looked at the thin, almost transparent skin on the evil spirit's body, and unconsciously touched the clothing that stuck to my forearm.

"May I ask where the fabric of this dress is made?"

The kappa watched my gaze fixed on the evil ghost, guessed my uneasiness, and laughed: "Please rest assured, my lord, I don't know how to do it, but it is definitely not made of this evil ghost's skin. My lord, please dress properly. .”

I was speechless, and followed the Kappa into the carriage.The bull-headed horseman swung his whip in his hand, the evil spirit screamed and ravaged my eardrums, and the sound of insects crawling came from the front of the carriage, and the carriage moved forward slowly.

"What should I call you?"

The Kappa sitting across from me is sitting in a dignified posture, only the circle of hair on its head is up and down with the bumps of the carriage.

"Pigeon Zhi," Kappa replied, "I am the personal attendant who writes the script, Pigeon Zhi."

"Dare to ask why did you write the gatha?"

"For the scriptures."

"Scripture?"

The Kappa wore a string of wooden beads emitting faint sandalwood on his wrist. He took the wooden beads and twisted them in his hands: "Exactly, the gatha was written for the scriptures."

"I don't quite understand this point. What do you write for the scriptures? Write... scriptures?"

"My lord, do you know what scriptures are?"

"I can't give a complete explanation, and I would like to enlighten you."

"You can understand the scriptures as specific channels to certain cosmic energies. When you sing these scriptures, you are connected to these channels. It is like you are alone in the ocean in the dark night. Floating, you can see a lighthouse in the distance, but you don't know how to get there."

"The scriptures are like passing ships, carrying the seekers to the shore with a lighthouse?" I asked.

"Yes and no. It all depends on what the lighthouse is to the person. Some people think it's salvation, some people think it's a scam, some people think it's scary, some people think it's good to be floating in the ocean, the other side doesn't matter .”

"So what's the scripture? Is it the lighthouse?"

"It's a way to get to the lighthouse. Maybe there's a boat; maybe a rope suddenly pops up in the sea and connects to the shore, and you can swim across it by fumbling; maybe there's a dolphin coming to rescue people, not necessarily. Scripture It is all these different methods that have been recorded, changing at any time according to the needs of the people in the sea."

"How did the gatha writer record these scriptures?"

"Try one by one. Master Jige threw himself into the sea, ups and downs in the waves, looking for different lighthouses. When you find the lighthouse, try one by one until you find the way to the lighthouse. If you succeed , then write it down and become the scriptures. If you fail, then start again, float again, and look for new lighthouses again. These roads are not necessarily the shortest, fastest, sometimes long and difficult, but as long as you do it , understand it wholeheartedly, and follow it, you will definitely be able to lead to the lighthouse. The work of writing in Jige is probably such a process."

"Sounds like hard work."

"The job of writing in the world is not easy. It can be said that it is the shortest official position among all writing officials."

"how do I say this?"

"All previous writers in the world are mortals, because only mortals can write words that can be understood by human beings. But mortals work in hell, restricted everywhere, tired, injured, and angry. I didn't expect that after you lose your body, you can still write Get on with this job."

"I didn't expect it either."

"The gathering of the five major writers is often the four major writers, because the world's writers always change, and then they lost contact with other writers."

"Now I only know that the gatha is writing, the heaven and earth are writing, and the world where I work is writing. Why do the other two write?"

Pigeon Zhi smiled and said, "All adults can see it today, so it's better to ask them in person."

The speed of the carriage slowed down, and it was only then that I realized that during the conversation between Yu Gezhi, there had been no sound of evil spirits crawling for a long time.

Ge Zhi got up and opened the door of the carriage for me: "Please, my lord, the You Lan Pavilion is here."

When I got out of the carriage, I realized that the surrounding area was covered with clouds and mist.This place is not like hell, but looks like a fairyland in heaven.

The ferocious ghosts in front of the carriage also changed their shape at this time - white fur grew on their bare skin, horns on their heads, their claws turned into bird feet, their eyes were kind, and they were covered in colorful glass colors of scales.The appearance of the evil spirits completely disappeared, and they lay down and waited obediently like a few auspicious beasts, making comfortable purring sounds from their nasal cavity from time to time.

The melodious wind chimes came from the clouds, and I looked from a distance through the mist, and the outline of a dark green octagonal pavilion loomed in it.

(End of this chapter)