All living beings in hell

Chapter 91 - The Devil's Difficulty

The guest in front of him was still wearing a waiter's black dress, with long straight black hair, an oriental face, red eyes like flames, two goat horns on his head, and an arrow tail dangling behind him.

"If you don't mind that it's a public place, then I don't mind writing."

"Master, please wait for me a moment." The guest got up, grinning and showing his two fangs, "It's time for me to get off work, please allow me to prepare. Oh, by the way, my name is A Ling, and you are from the same country."

"Okay, Ling."

I nodded slightly, and the guest turned and left.I called other waiters to clean up the sake pots and cups on the table so that I could receive guests later.A waiter with the head of a falcon began to bend down to pick up the tables.

"My lord, Ah Ling has serious concerns," Yingren whispered in my ear as he bent down to wipe the table, "She is not what she seems, neither of them are demons."

I didn't speak, and looked up at this eagle man. He didn't seem to be a member of the devil, and there seemed to be a small sun hidden in his golden eyes.

"If you want, there is a separate private room at the back door of the cafe, which may be quieter."

"And Lambert ordered it?" I asked.

"It was ordered by Lord Lucifer. He said that he would try his best to meet all your needs."

"You're not a devil, are you?"

Yingren was stunned for a moment, then continued: "My lord, what does it matter if you are a devil or not?"

"Since Xiaoling doesn't mind, let's stay here. Please help us get two cups of hot black tea."

Xiaoling came here from behind a certain wall pillar in a red dress, the red was very bright, like the color in her eyes flowing all over her body.Yingren also saw Xiaoling, turned around and left without saying any more.

"I've been waiting for a long time, my lord."

"It doesn't matter." I took out a bamboo pen and paper from my sleeve, spread it on the table, and wrote Xiaoling's name, "Why did you come to see me today?"

"It's nothing. I've heard about your name for a long time, and I want to chat with you."

"Lucifer said that we Orientals always like to beat around the bush when we talk, and we are not direct enough."

Xiaoling paused for a moment: "You're right, maybe I should be more direct. Do you mind if I order something to drink?"

"The cafe you work in is more familiar than me, please feel free."

Xiaoling waved her hand, and Yingren just came over with two cups of steaming black tea.He gently placed the black tea and white porcelain cup on the table, with a small milk jug beside it.

"Open a bottle of red wine for me, two glasses, and record it on my pay slip."

"It's okay, one glass is enough. I've had enough wine today."

"This is a very good red wine, my lord."

"Thanks, but enough."

Yingren looked at Xiaoling worriedly, but he didn't refuse her request, he turned and left without saying a word.

"He is very worried about you." I said to Xiaoling.

"Obie?"

"Obi is his name?" I looked at Yingman's back.

"There's nothing to worry about. He's not a demon, so he won't understand the difficulties of our demons."

"What is the devil's mind?"

Xiaoling poured all the milk into the white porcelain cup, picked up a small spoon and stirred gently.

"It's too much." She sighed again and stopped talking.

I took a sip of black tea directly, the strong tea flavor made me feel comfortable, the numbness caused by alcohol on my face had dissipated, and I secretly sighed for the abundance of supplies here.

"Obi is not a devil, why does he work in this cafe?"

Xiaoling supported her head with one hand, and seemed to be anxiously waiting for her red wine: "Obi used to be a god, but he did something and fell to the 'Land of the Fallen Gods', just happened to be picked up by Lucifer, He was sent here to work. In Lucifer's words, even if he was once a god, he is just a child who doesn't understand anything, let us teach him more."

"He didn't say anything about how he fell here?"

"Don't dare to ask, do you dare to ask about God? To ask God's private affairs, this kind of thing is probably only Lucifer can do it. That guy is not afraid of anything."

At this moment, Obi pushed the mobile dining cart to our table. The table of the dining cart was covered with a clean white tablecloth. On the tablecloth was a silver wine basket with a bottle of red wine in it.

"Sir and Madam, please allow me to serve you."

Xiaoling hummed slightly in her nose, and we stopped talking with her, and focused on Obi's movements.

He skillfully took out the cork, put it in front of the nostrils of the bird's beak and sniffed, and nodded slightly.Then he took a glass, poured a little wine into it, swirled it a few times, sniffed it in front of his nose, and carefully poured it into his mouth to taste.The taste of the wine seemed to suit his liking. He picked up the entire wine basket and the wine bottle, slowly poured half a bottle of red wine into a long decanter, and then poured Xiaoling's glass for her.

After completing this series of actions, he put the wine glass in front of Xiaoling, the decanter by my hand, and left the red wine bottle on the table.

"Please use it slowly." After Obi finished speaking, he pushed the dining car away.

Xiaoling almost couldn't wait to stick the red wine glass to her lips, and she made a rather loud gurgling sound as she drank, as if she was not tasting wine, but quenching her thirst.

After drinking two glasses like this, Xiaoling let out a big sigh of relief and put down the wine glass in her hand.

"Just now you asked me what is my difficulty as a devil, right?"

Xiaoling's speech also slowed down, with a trace of tiredness and laziness in her tone.

"um, yes."

"What do you think it is, my lord?"

"My opinion is not important, since you are my guest, I want to hear from you."

Xiaoling shook the wine glass in her hand, and burst out laughing: "It's interesting. Do you really want to hear it?"

"Yes."

"Well, we demons are all liars. Being a liar is not a place worth worrying about, but the process of lying is more troublesome than the process of deceiving people. This kind of trouble sometimes makes me feel a little painful."

"Tell me about the part about liars and lies?"

"Let's put it this way, look at that little guy, Obi. The cute little god fell into the place where the demons gather. The first time I saw him, he was so scared that he was shaking with fear. Every feather stood up. Looks like a god. I lied to him, this is where he works temporarily, and when the working period is over, he will go back, don't worry.

Actually, how do I know if he can go back?I just don't want to see him scared. "

"Why don't you want to see him scared?"

"That pitiful appearance makes me upset when I look at it."

"Maybe Obi knows his own fate. You make up lies to comfort him, and he cooperates with you in acting to comfort you. Have you ever thought about this possibility?"

Xiaoling put down the wine glass in her hand: "Impossible, he won't think so much."

"How did you become a demon?"

"How to become a demon?"

"Well. I have never known what conditions or qualifications are required to become a demon? For example, a human being can become a vampire if bitten by a vampire. What about you demons? How can you become a demon?"

Xiaoling smiled: "Hahaha, what a devil, what a respectful term."

I didn't answer, and continued to drink black tea, waiting for her to continue.

"A devil is a devil, what is there to say."

"Then before you became a devil, who were you and what were you doing?"

Xiaoling hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't want to say anything, she continued to drink the red wine in the glass.

"If you don't want to say it, don't force it." I comforted.

When she heard this, she seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly drank the wine in the glass.

"I want to say! I want to say! After so long, no one can say it. I actually want to say it..."

Xiaoling's cheeks were flushed, and her voice became louder, as if she was a little drunk.Her voice attracted the attention of several tables nearby, and some strange eyes were cast on our table.

"Xiaoling, listen to me," I pushed her black tea and white porcelain cup in front of her, "I say this not because I don't want to hear you say these things, but because the place we are in today may not allow You relax and talk. If you don't feel completely safe to tell me these things, we can wait, there is no need to finish today."

Xiaoling suddenly pushed the table forward, and the red wine bottle on the table fell over, and the dark red liquid instantly soaked the entire table.The edge of the table hit me and knocked the chair over through me, and I fell backwards and rolled in a circle on the ground.Sit on the ground with your hands behind your body.

The demon wings behind Xiaoling spread out, she jumped onto the table, spread her legs apart, and looked down at me.

"I said I want to say it today, that's what I want to say today!"

The aura of the demon is much stronger than I imagined, and it is not the same as the demons and ghosts I have received before.

Xiaoling's wings spread out in all directions, black mist emerged from her body, and red light glowed from her eyes, she had an overwhelming aura similar to that of a god.The jade bracelet emits a green light. If Xiaoling jumps down at this moment, I am ready to defend myself at any time.

"Xiaoling, don't mess around!"

Aobi's voice came from behind me, followed by a shrill eagle's howl, and a figure glowing with golden light jumped on Xiaoling in an instant.Xiaoling let out a beast roar, and wrestled with Obi.The golden light and black mist mixed together, and there were various tearing sounds.I got up from the ground, took a few steps back, and leaned against the table of another table of guests, panting.

"What did you say to Xiaoling? Why did you piss her off?"

The bull head guest sitting at the table is still eating the salad grass on the plate leisurely.

"I didn't say anything, I drank some wine."

"Have you drank some wine? Really shouldn't, it was like this last time," the bullhead guest calmly picked up his salad plate, and looked back at Xiaoling and Obi who were wrestling on the ground, "They probably want more Play for a while, don't take it to heart, Xiaoling does this every time she drinks, it's Obi's hard work."

"It's like this every time..."

"I'm going to finish this salad later, do you want to join me? By the way, Michael, nice to meet you."

"Michael? Michael of Archangel Michael?"

"It's just the same name, I have nothing to do with Angel."

"If anything, Lucifer probably wouldn't let you walk out of this cafe standing up."

"Haha, you are very interesting, let's go, let's eat salad."

I looked worriedly at the two people who were still wrestling on the ground, thinking that the matter started from the conversation between me and Xiaoling, it would be inappropriate if I just walked away like this.

"You go, after they finish fighting, I still have something to ask."

Michael raised his eyebrows: "It's the first time I've met someone who likes to clean the battlefield. Okay, then be careful and don't get involved. After all, it's a demon and a junior god fighting now Woolen cloth."

Xiaoling and Obi wrestled all night, and I was a little tired, so I went to the private room behind the cafe to rest alone.

The single room is like a small tent where a medieval witch counts cards for guests. The U-shaped sofa surrounds a small round table made of obsidian, covered with a layer of fuchsia flannelette, and the flannel cloth is embellished with patterns of stars and moons.The softness and hardness of the sofa are just right, just sitting on it, a burst of exhaustion surged up.

The sound of smashing chairs and tables could still be heard in the hall, and even Xiaoling's cursing and Obi's roar could be vaguely heard.But these sounds did not ease my sleepiness at all. I supported my head and dozed off shaking from side to side.Little by little, my consciousness wanders between waking and deep sleep.Just when my head didn't know how many times it was going to slip off my hands, I suddenly woke up.It is very quiet around, everything is very quiet.It's so nice and quiet...

and many more.

and many more? !
It took me a few seconds to wake up, how so quiet!The voice in the hall is gone!I patted my face, took a deep breath, and rushed down the hall.

Just when I ran to the hall out of breath, everything in the hall had been tidied up again, and all the farce of the chicken and egg fight just now seemed to have never happened.Xiaoling changed into the waiter's black dress again, and was putting the cutlery on each table.Obie was mopping the floor. He picked up a piece of his golden feather from the ground and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Good night, Master Writer." Xiaoling saw me and greeted me softly.

"Good night." I was a little confused, not knowing what happened, but I still responded politely.

"If you would give me another chance, can we talk again? I'm so sorry for what I did just now."

I looked at Obi, who didn't even look up, pretending he didn't hear our conversation.

"Okay, but you can't drink this time."

"Absolutely don't drink anymore." Xiaoling bowed slightly apologetically.

"Then come to the private room at the back."

Xiaoling lowered her head and followed behind me without saying a word.

I glanced back at Obby before leaving the hall—his back was turned to me, with a long paw print on the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)