All living beings in hell

94 Empty City
The tornado was smaller than when we went down before, but there was still no sign of stopping.

The fire of the catastrophe continued to burn, and the sea water of the blood sea changed from bright red to thick black due to several days of burning, like an ocean of oil.

The sun and the moon let us put him at the cave entrance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"It is estimated that I will work in the Bodhisattva Cave for a period of time, and then find a new place to go when I settle down. What do you plan to do next in the mortal world?" Sun and Moon asked me.

"Probably to find a way to put together the previous ruins and continue working."

"It's too early to end the end, and this is about to start work?"

"Maybe I can take this opportunity to visit the world, or find a new place for the office... In short, there are still a lot of things to do. Yes, Yang Oyster!"

Yang oyster flew up all the way, already lying down on the side in exhaustion, tongue tilted to one side, panting heavily.He didn't make a sound, but nodded slightly.

"Then bid farewell here, mortal world. May your future work in hell go well."

"I accept your good words."

Riyue stretched her waist and kicked her legs: "Oh! I still have to do my work!"

The jade bracelet released an illusory space in the air: "Go in and rest for a while." I said to Yang Oyster.

Yang oyster wriggled like a huge earthworm and rolled into the space.The space was closed, and the jade bracelet returned to my hand.

The entrance of the Bodhisattva Cave is warm and moist, which is completely different from the cold and harsh hell.This reminds me of a hot summer day, when I was almost smoking in the sun, and my whole body was about to faint, I passed by the door of a certain clothing store - the cool air-conditioned wind was blowing generously On the street, my muddy brain was washed away like a spring, and I walked into the store with the air conditioner.

Thinking of this, I want to go back to the human world, which should be in the afternoon at this time.

This year's early spring is still a little bit cold.Just after noon, the sun fell on the cold asphalt road, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road slowly sprouted new buds.

Cities today are...something...weird...

I wandered on the road with my hands behind my back, all the western restaurants and coffee shops were closed, not even a single fast food chain was open.Occasionally, a few takeaway riders passed me on a battery scooter, looking exhausted.

"Hey, writing! Long time no see, meow!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind me, and I turned my head to look.The little cat demon I met on the subway before was lying on the branch of the sycamore tree, wagging its tail and looking at me.

"Hi, hello. Why aren't you on the subway?"

"The subway is out of service, there is no one, it's not fun, so I ran out."

"What happened to this city? Why is there no one there?"

Lian looked at me in disbelief, as if trying to determine if I was joking with him: "The end is coming, how can there be people in the city?"

"The doomsday scene is also happening in hell, and I don't know when it will pass."

"My lord, you really don't know what's going on in the world?"

"What? I really don't know."

Sickle jumped down from the sycamore tree at me accurately, and I caught him in the air in a hurry.

"Hey, the writing master is very skilled, meow."

I held the sickle in my arms, stroked his smooth fur, and carried him to a bench under a sycamore tree and sat down.

"Tell me, kitten, what happened in this city?"

"The city is closed, the city is closed."

"Why was the city locked down?"

"The words written by the master of the pen are to be brought back to the world to be read by the world."

"Exactly."

Lianze's paws opened and closed, and it looked very comfortable lying on my lap: "Then I can't tell you, meow."

"Why is this?"

"There are rules in the world. How much you can say, how much you can hear, maybe it is stricter than hell, unless..." Lian looked at me, he sat up, and pressed his paws on my chest, "I I can tell you quietly, but you can’t write it down.”

I hesitated, but agreed anyway.Sickle lay next to my ear, telling me all the big and small things that happened in this city recently.Unbelievable things are happening in this city, yes, not only this city - the whole world is actually undergoing unprecedented transformation.As I listened, my eyes were wide open, I could even feel the pupils constricting, and my fingers were tightly clasped.

"Now you know everything, sir, it's fine if you know, but don't write it down."

"I see, thank you, Sienze."

"Then what is the writer planning to do next?"

"'After the end, new rules will be born. People will learn the rules, adapt to the rules, and start a new life. Until the day when the rules no longer apply, the end will restart.'

This is what Master Sun and Moon has learned over the long years. He told me the law he saw, and it is the only thing I can write down in this book.This is how the world works, how the universe works.After the destruction, there will be a new life, and the new life is advancing towards death from the moment it begins.Everything is a node on the timeline, and what is important is the process between the nodes and the nodes. "

"This process is life!"

"Not only human life, but also the lives of all demons, all demons, all gods, all ghosts and all beings. Nodes do not give meaning to the process, the meaning of the process lies in feeling and learning itself. Kitty, can I say these?"

Lian smiled, and he sharpened his claws on my official uniform unceremoniously: "This is fine, all of this is fine."

I smiled and touched his head: "That's good, do you have anything to say?"

"The sunshine today is so comfortable, it's very suitable for sleeping in."

Lian changed his posture, stretched his limbs, and then sat comfortably on my lap.

I gently put my hand on him, and after a while, Sickle began to snore.

A woman in pajamas is leaning against the window, looking at the road outside in a daze; the smell of stew is coming from a certain house, and the owner of the house is complaining that he can’t buy fresh vegetables; Cursing and crying, angry and helpless; ambulances beeping from other streets; the wheels of takeaway riders rolled over the loose brick road.

At this time, the sun passed through the sparse plane tree leaves and printed on the curb, and a dead leaf fell on Lianze's body.I picked up the fallen leaves, let go of my hand, and it left with the wind's will.

I closed my eyes and stared at the world that was undergoing tremendous changes.

The breeze is blowing, and the sun is still shining.

(End of this chapter)