All living beings in hell

Chapter 80 The Great Emperor
The Emperor suddenly grabbed Miss Randall's neck, and embedded his fingers into her spirit body, but there was no panic in Miss Randall's eyes, but an expression like that of a drug addict.

"Cookie, will you play a Chopin for us at the piano? I have a guest."

The two on the sofa suddenly flickered like a system error.Miss Randall disappeared under the emperor in an instant. The emperor sat on the sofa in neat clothes, with a cigar between his index finger and middle finger.

"I'm sorry to bother you so much." I nodded slightly to show my courtesy.

"Alan called you here?"

"Alan didn't want me to come, but I wanted to come."

The great emperor snapped his fingers, a flame was lit on the tip of his index finger, and he carefully lit his cigar.

"If you want to snatch the Tianyuan Snake to make beads, please go back. You are not my opponent."

"I don't want to use robbery to write, that would be too impolite."

"Oh?" The emperor took a sip of his cigar and slowly exhaled a smoke ring, "Writer? Are you the famous Hell Writer?"

"I am writing the pen." I bowed to the emperor.

The emperor invited me to sit on the sofa. The sofa was old and covered with dust. I didn't really want to sit on it.But always worried about some polite matters, barely sitting on the edge of the sofa cushion.

"The writing lord came to me today because of the Tianyuan Snake making beads?"

"Exactly."

"I don't like fighting and killing. We can discuss the solution, why do we need to do it?" The emperor dusted off the cigarette, as if testing my reaction.

"The thing is like this, I need a Tianyuan snake bead to obtain a body so that I can work in the human world."

"I'm not a bead seller. I have two of them. One is mine and the other is just from Alan. How can I give it to you?"

"If it's a negotiation, we all need to be honest, don't we?"

The great emperor stopped in the air with his cigar in his hand, and squinted at me: "Do you believe me, my lord?"

"It's not that I don't believe it. I have a guess and I want to get it verified."

"Let's just say, a bold guess is generally stupid, but if it is verified, it is the existence of absolute genius."

"You have at least three beads on your hand."

The emperor smiled: "Can you guess how these three beads came from?"

"I said there were at least three. It seems that part of the conjecture has been verified. In fact, I'm more curious about why you need so many Tianyuan snakes to make beads?"

"That's my business, writing. Don't ask too much."

"If I don't need beads, then it's entirely your business, and I won't interfere in any way. But now I also need beads. Right now, you may have some extra on hand that you can transfer. If so, you don't need to use force. It could not be better."

"Do you know what the most interesting thing about this hotel is, Writer?"

The emperor blew a smoke ring at me, and suddenly passed the smoke ring with his left hand and grabbed my forehead.His eyes stared straight at me, and there seemed to be a vortex in the space tunnel in his eyes, and the stars and stars were stirred together.

"Time is frozen here, distorted, and interspersed with each other. All possibilities can happen at the same time, or they can never happen."

"This is your field, and you can make up all the stories that happen here at will."

"I am God, writing. Here, I have the final say."

The objects around him began to lose weight one after another and floated into the air.

"Writing, you can't stand me here. But if I want to erase your existence in time here, it's easier than lighting a cigar."

"We all have our own home, don't we? Now I am the guest and you are the host. Isn't this kind of hospitality a bit rude?"

I suddenly grabbed the hand of the Great Emperor that was holding my forehead, and by virtue of the weightlessness, I suddenly pulled him towards me.When the emperor hit my body, both of us floated behind at the same time.

"Go and play with me." I said.

"What?" The whirlpool in the emperor's eyes stopped.

I uttered the spell, and the gates of hell opened behind us.

"Come play in hell."

I hugged the emperor tightly, and using inertia, the two rolled into the gate of hell.

There was an unfamiliar dizziness, as if my body was passing through some kind of mushy unknown.This dizziness was completely different from the weightless feeling of jumping into hell, and my surroundings began to shake violently like an earthquake.

"I've expected this move a long time ago, write." The emperor's voice came from all directions, "You have already entered my territory, why would you just ask you to leave? My guest."

The space tunnel broke open suddenly, and my spiritual body was sucked out from the crack of the tunnel, and fell from an unknown high altitude.Strong winds were blowing through my body, and gravity was pulling me in a certain direction.

In the next second, I reappeared on the emperor's sofa.Everything didn't float in the air due to weightlessness, and I was still sitting there, on the edge of the old sofa cushion.I gasped for breath, what just happened was like a lucid dream.Chopin's Nocturne [-] comes from the direction of the restaurant.

"Oh my Miss Randall, what music."

The emperor smiled and took a deep breath on his cigar.His cigar is a bit shorter than before.

The cigar was shortened by a bit... So it means that the time did pass, but the emperor reset it after the passage of time.If that's the case...my guess was wrong from the start.Time is always moving forward, the ability of the Great Emperor is not to reset time, but... but...

Reset space.

Yes, just like filming in the crew, one game is not satisfactory, and I am not satisfied.Actors, Fu Huadao, lights, cameras, reset, start from scratch.

It also means that I did open the gate of hell just now, and we should have jumped in at the same time... But the emperor reset the space he was in when he was completely submerged in another space.And the connection of reset space interrupted my space jump. In the confrontation between the two powerful forces of reset and jump, it even caused cracks to appear in the tunnel of space jump.

If this conjecture is correct, then the current situation may not be that bad...

Oh no no, if——I mean if, the emperor's smoking of cigars was done on purpose.Deliberately making me notice the passage of time, what is that for?

"I wanted to invite you to my office. The scenery of the sea of ​​blood is much better than here."

"This invitation is a bit tough, my lord. Your guest is a little embarrassed."

"Our hospitality is so bad. It seems that there is still a lot to learn."

"You don't have to go around the bush, take the pen. If you really want this bead so much, we'll make a deal."

"Any more cigars?"

The emperor looked at me with squinted eyes, smiled, conjured a cigar out of nowhere, and handed it to my hand: "I heard that your office is non-smoking."

"But your hotel isn't."

The emperor's index finger ignited a flame, and I roasted the cigar head carefully, and after it was charred, I took a few puffs.The shredded tobacco ignited, emitting a faint carbon red.

I took a puff of smoke: "Let's talk about the deal."

"Hell's bazaar, have you been there?"

"Ah."

"We will play according to the rules of the market, bartering things."

"Sometimes, what you want in the market may not necessarily be things."

"Smart, I don't want things. I want tips."

"I am a hell clerk, what information can I give you?"

"What you see and hear, everything is in detail, report it all to me."

"Then you can go directly to my serialization. It's called "The Records of All Beings in Hell". It's being serialized online now."

"Okay, deal. That's it."

The Great Emperor suddenly took out a bead from nowhere and threw it into my hand.I caught it in the air and opened my hand to see that it was a Tianyuan snake made bead.The difference is that this bead is blue and orange, and the swirling pattern is also like two snakes coiled, inseparable.

I held the beads in my hand, stood up and bowed: "In this case, I would like to thank you for writing..."

Before I finished speaking, the entire space seemed to be silenced, and I couldn't hear my own voice for an instant.The familiar dizziness came, and I sat down on the sofa again.

The Tianyuan Snake Pearl in my hand is gone, and my cigar is still burning on the table, a little shorter than before.My guess was confirmed.Time flows here, but space is always changing.The Great used his ability to constantly reset space to create the illusion of time loops.

"It's not very good to backtrack," I said.

The emperor took the bead and twirled it around his fingertips: "It's been a long time, and I have developed feelings for this bead, why don't you let me play with it for a while?"

I looked at the emperor and sighed, "You never wanted me to go, did you?"

The Emperor smiled: "Which director would let a good actor go?"

"There is always a time to wrap up."

"Then go on to the next one, the next one, the next one."

Chopin's Nocturne sounded again, and I can't remember how many times it was.

"Why do you do that?"

The emperor's cigar was already smoked to the root, and he extinguished it on the table.With another wave of his hand, the remains of the cigar disappeared instantly.

I said slowly, very slowly: "Create a space where you can do whatever you want, play with the puppets inside, seem to have a lot of companionship, and everything goes according to your wishes, but in fact it's just your personal play. Even Without a real audience, who are you pleasing?"

The emperor stopped smiling, and looked at me with his head propped up: "Aren't you the audience?"

"Maybe I can be a spectator, but you are treating me like a puppet now. It's like a chess piece on a chessboard that players can move freely. If something goes wrong, the chessboard will be overturned and the whole board will be reset. Like a child."

"Writing, you are not much better. Under the banner of saving the sentient beings in hell, you brought Alan to my territory to snatch my things. How is this different from robbers and bandits?"

"One, I never thought of saving any lonely ghosts when I did this job. I will not do anything beyond the scope of the job. Two, Al Lan is one of my guests, even a friend No. I just heard about the beads from him and came to your territory. What happened between you and him before has nothing to do with me. I don’t want to get involved in any disputes on your planet.”

"You are so noble and annoying."

"Since it's all boring, why don't I go back to hell and be happy alone."

"You don't want the beads anymore?"

"I don't like snatching, and I don't like making deals with people who don't have credit."

"I can trap you here forever, you know?"

"What good does it do you?"

"Maybe there is no benefit, but this hotel is so big, one more and one less, the difference is not much."

I stared fixedly at the emperor, and the gate of hell appeared behind me again.The double doors slowly opened a crack, and the cries of lonely souls and wild ghosts came from inside.

"In terms of space, one more me is indeed more than enough. But if you leave me here, I swear," I waved my sleeves, and the gate of hell was completely opened, and the bloody wind poured into the hotel lobby, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves pierced through The wall, drowning out the sound of the piano, "As long as I stay in your hotel for one more day, this door may appear anywhere, at any position, at any time. Yes, at any time."

The Great Emperor looked at me, his hands were tightly clenched, his skin turned white from being held.

"We all make mistakes, my lord. In the long river of time, there will always be one or two small forks that will completely change all of our future destiny. You still have a choice now, if you don't want a fork in the road to lead Longing for hell."

"This is a different concept, writing. I control the space here, you are just a hell clerk, and you don't control hell. Even if I go to hell, it's like traveling, back and forth."

My guess has been verified thoroughly, he is indeed in control of the space in this hotel.

"Traveling may also encounter typhoon and tsunami on the way, be infected with plague malaria, and be robbed and poisoned. Why do I need to control hell? How tired. Think about it, those ghosts in hell are so lonely, so they need an extra copy company, especially with someone as interesting as you."

The emperor stopped talking.

"Let me go, I don't want your beads. Or keep me here and go back to hell with me one day. Your choice."

"I know Al Lan is still in this hotel."

"I don't care about Alan, it's up to you."

"If I help hell officials do things, can I do anything good?"

"Are you helping an old lady across the road for the sake of benefit?"

The cigars on the table were almost burnt, and the air was filled with the smell of tobacco and blood and sea breeze.The emperor looked at me without saying a word.

"If you don't speak, I will go back." I backed up in the direction of the gate of hell.

"and many more."

The Great Emperor took out the Tianyuan Snake Bead again and placed it next to my cigar.

"I'll put this bead here. If you want to use it, come and get it. After you've used it, return it and put it in this place again."

"What is the quid pro quo?"

"It's a loan to you, no need."

"Then I don't need it either."

I have already retreated to the gate of hell, and the familiar aura is pouring out from behind, I really want to fall back now and jump in.

"Well, there is one condition."

"Say."

"When you come to borrow beads, be my audience once."

"That's hopefully a good show."

The emperor didn't answer any more.

I looked at him, arms outstretched, and fell backwards.

(End of this chapter)