All living beings in hell

Chapter 77 - WWII German Soldier Child

At the entrance of the tunnel, time and space were stirred. I stared at it for a while, and then felt dizzy.

One thing--I don't like it very much, whether I live or die--is that I do what I'm told.It is true that doing so saves a lot of mental effort, go there when you say go, and come here when you come here.The price of step-by-step is boredom-and I would rather choose to solve complex problems than boredom.Even if it is so difficult that you fall into a desperate situation again and again, the sense of relief and accomplishment after trying your best to solve the problem is incomparable to many other things.At this time, I really want to use the metaphor of skydiving, but after thinking about it, I have said enough before, so I will stop here.

I emphasize this point so much that it means: Only a fool would follow Allan into that dizzying tunnel!
I have no idea where the other end of the tunnel leads, nor where Arran himself came from.I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble for myself, not at all.

Since I need a human body to continue to experience life in the human world, I still have to look for the pearls made by Yuan Snake that day.But compared to having a human body, it is my job to record the stories of the hell beings in hell!
War really does not give in to my temperament, and makes me participate when I want to participate, and leave when I want to leave.Maybe I don't know it now, maybe I'm already a part of it.

But when I think about it, I am part of this world.Even in life, even in death, you have to shuttle back and forth between the world and hell to work.If during this period, the war really happened on my head, it would be helpless.If you accidentally lose your soul, you don't even have to participate in the war.

After all, I'm used to being idle.Whether it is war, Al Lan, Die Liang, or Meng Po, the more they talk, the louder the wind will be.I am tired from the wind, and it is time to return to the office.

I ignored Arlan's tunnel and turned and jumped into hell.

A thin layer of white ash had accumulated on the wooden table in the office, and the air was filled with a deserted smell.

I opened all the doors and windows, and the sea of ​​blood and sea breeze poured into the office, and the white ash was instantly rolled up, spiraled twice in the air, and scattered away.I brushed off the dust on the table, and relaid the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.The ordinary bamboo pen on the table is still a bit difficult to use, but it is not too picky at the moment.

The lotus light at the door was on, and the office welcomed No.40 No. [-] customer.

"Master Writer! The door is finally open again!" An excited voice came from the door, sounding like a child.

"Come in," I said.

A blond child walked in, about seven or eight years old.The dark blue World War II German uniform was cut just right on him, and the oversized military cap was buttoned on his head.

"Heil Hitler!"

The child's right hand was raised forward at 45 degrees, and his eyes were full of firmness and some kind of madness.

"My lord, why don't you raise your hand?"

"I don't want to lift."

The kid suddenly pulled out a Luger P08 from his waist and pointed it at my head.

"go to hell!"

He said, pulling the trigger.bang bang!Sparks shot out of the muzzle of the gun instantly, and two bullets pierced through my spiritual body and flew backwards.Two smoking bullet holes were left in the spine of two innocent books.

"Tell me, what should I call you?" I slowly removed the muzzle of the child and asked him.

The child looked at me incredulously, and then looked down at the gun in his hand.

"Willie," the child sat back on the bluestone bench with the gun in his hands, "I don't understand."

"Weapons in the human world are probably useless in hell, just like magic weapons in hell are just decorations in the human world." I shook the jade bracelet in my left hand, "Willie, why are you looking for me today? "

"I'm going to conquer this place!" Willie yelled.

"Oh? How are you going to conquer?"

Willie pointed to the outside of the office: "Those weird and ugly things outside the door! Kill them all! Kill them all! Only people like me are worth living!"

"What kind of person is a person like you!"

"Noble Germans! Germany above all else!"

"But you are no longer a human being. You are in hell now, no different from the ghosts outside. You are a part of the beings in hell."

"You liar! How could I end up in a place like hell!"

"Actually, hell is pretty good, for example, there is no such thing as racial discrimination."

"You dirty Asian, you don't deserve to live!" Willy was still yelling.

"Yeah, I'm not alive now. I'm quite dead."

Willie picked up the Gru and fired four or five more shots at me.Bullets pierced through my body one after another, plunging into the books.

"enough."

The jade bracelet on his wrist emitted green light, and the green energy instantly enveloped Willie's pistol.The pistol came out of Willy's hand and floated into my hand under the wrap of green light.

"What are you doing! Give it back to me!"

Willie got up to grab the pistol back, and I opened the golden light barrier at the same time.The barrier formed a sphere, enclosing Willy in it.Willie's nose hit the barrier, he screamed, and got a nosebleed.

"Children can't play with guns. This one, I confiscated it."

I opened the drawer and put the Gru in it.

Willy bumped around in the ball, and when he hit it, the whole ball rolled, like a hamster messing around in a clear plastic ball.The jade bracelet shone again, and the ball was fixed in the center of the room.

"I hate you! Hate you!" Willie yelled.

"Willie, how did you end up in this hell?" I asked.

"I want to curse you! Curse you to fall into hell after death!"

I reluctantly put down the bamboo pen in my hand: "My child, I am already in hell. You are also in hell. Let's get to the bottom of it, shall we? World War II ended on September 1945, 9, and your country lost. You know now How many years has it been? It is already 2 in the world, and Hitler has been dead for more than half a century."

The child was stunned: "No, it's impossible. Germany won't lose, it won't..."

I thought for a while: "Okay, you come with me."

I shrink the golden barrier to the size of Willy's body, and the barrier clings to Willy's body like a tights.The jade bracelet was split into two, and the other end was put on Willie's hand.An invisible energy belt is connected between the two jade bracelets.

Willie's body was tightly restrained, and he was still struggling desperately.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

"I'll take you to the human world to have a look and get a clear understanding of the current situation."

"Let me go! Let go..."

"Okay, close your eyes, or you might go blind."

"I don't! I don't!"

"Okay, as you like."

I took Willy and opened the gate of hell leading to the world, and the tunnel behind the gate roared.

"Where are you taking me! Don't! Let me go!"

Willie howled in terror as I leaped through the door with the German kid.

The jump in space made Willy very uncomfortable. He closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over, panting heavily.

"We're here, open your eyes."

At this time, he and I were standing on the edge of the rooftop of a tall building in the city.Willie opened his eyes and let out a cry of terror.

"Us, where are we?"

"We're in a coastal city in China."

"China...China?"

"Well, China."

Even though it was late at night, there was still a lot of traffic downstairs.Occasionally, a few couples walking can be seen holding hands. They should have just come out of the bar and staggered.

"It's been 77 years since the war, Willie, and nothing has changed."

I took the child and jumped down the tall building, and the child screamed again in fright.When he opened his eyes, we had landed firmly on the street.I took the child's hand and walked in the brightly lit city center late at night.

"If I've learned anything from World War II, it's that war brings only pain, and only tolerance and love can bring people together."

Willie was completely quiet at this point, holding my hand tightly, staring at the neon-lit street with his eyes wide open, biting his lower lip.

"Racism is the stupidest thing. We are all human beings on this planet, well, at least you and I were. Even though we have different skin colors, different cultures, different languages, and different beliefs, these are all Not a reason to divide humanity into different classes."

We walked by a park at this time.On a park bench, a couple is kissing heartily under the cover of night.Willie stood where he was, watching the couple in a daze.

"Look at them, such a time is almost impossible to exist during the war. During the war, even kissing one's lover is a luxury. However, human life is so short, how many times in this life can we kiss what we love What about the one you love?"

At this time, a high-powered sports car drove past us. The roar of the engine startled Willy, and he hugged my thigh.The sports car rolled over the pool and splashed water more than one meter high in our direction.Willie instinctively raised his hand to block the water.The water dripped through me and Willie and landed in the bushes behind us.Willie opened his eyes a slit and looked down at his uniform, which was as dry as ever.

"The clothes aren't wet," Willie said.

"Yes, because the substances in the world cannot directly act on us."

Willie looked back at the couple.The couple must have been disturbed by the sound of the engine of the sports car. The boy took the girl's hand and walked into the depths of the park.

"I want a lover too," said Willie.

"You can find your lover in this world, love is the best only in the world."

"Why?" Willie asked me, looking up.

"In heaven and hell, there are too many rules, which restrict ghosts and gods. What can be done and what can't be done. What kind of marriage is allowed and what is not allowed. The story of a fairy who fell in love with a human being and was punished There have been too many since ancient times. Although there are rules in the world, at least, human beings are so small and the world is so big, they can always find a free place to enjoy love. The seaside, the balcony, a single bed, a park in the city center late at night A bench, there's always a place for that."

"I can not understand what you say."

"If you've experienced love yourself with your lover, you'll know what I'm talking about."

Willie didn't ask me any more questions about lovers, he looked down at his military uniform: "Did we lose?"

"Yes, Germany lost World War II."

"I thought we could win..."

Willy and I continued to walk in the city night scene, the German kid lowered his head, staring at his shiny boots, the neon lights reflected on the toes of the shoes.

"Willie, how did you end up in hell?" I asked.

"I caught a cold at Boy Scout training, got sick, and had a high fever for days. That's the last thing I remember."

"Want to go back?" I asked him.

"Back to where?"

"Come back here, come back to the world again."

Willie looked up at me and raised his voice, "Then can I come to this city? I love this city so much!"

I smiled and looked at him: "Then why don't you discuss it with Granny Meng and see how she will arrange your reincarnation."

"Who is Meng Po?"

"In our culture, Po Meng is a priest in charge of reincarnation in hell. Besides hell, there are officials in charge of reincarnation in other dimensions."

"That's a clergyman just like you."

"We are colleagues."

"Then let's go find Granny Meng!"

"Are you sure?"

The seriousness on Willie's face faded away, and he finally showed the smile of a seven-year-old child. His eyes were filled with the reflection of city lights: "I like this city so much, I want to come to this city!"

As soon as the words fell, Willie's body began to emit white light, and his body began to become light.I waved away the golden light barrier.

"Master... the writer, what's wrong with me?"

I smiled and looked at him: "It seems that you don't need to go to find Po Meng anymore, you will start a new life soon."

Willie's body became brighter and brighter, and flew into the night sky.

"My lord!"

Willie called my name from high above, his voice getting quieter.

"Go, child, and bless you."

"My lord—"

I watched Willie, who was getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared into a small dot in the air.He kept calling my name, his voice getting smaller and smaller, until the echo disappeared.

Willie left, and I came to my senses, pacing the streets of the city alone.The soul is insensitive to the concrete of the city, and the body moves unimpeded through bushes and park benches.I have walked this street countless times in the middle of the night, drunk and sober.With my former lovers, with my former friends, with me and myself.

In the distance, the neon lights of Bar Street are still flashing.

In the sky, tonight's halo is infinitely gentle.

(End of this chapter)