The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 521 Hometown (V)

I'm old Joey.

The word Joey is neither a surname nor a first name. It is just a pronoun. Of course, when you call Joey, I will not agree. You have to call me 'Old Joey'.

As for how this name came from, a guy named Ziliang gave it to me.

I also asked at the time, "Only [Joy]? Don't I have a last name?"

Ziliang said at the time that the name is just a code name, and its only function is to distinguish the difference between people's address, so you are old Joey, and you don't need a name.

Listen to what he said, at all levels, I felt at the time that what Ziliang said always contained a taste of philosophy.

But later, Pego once discussed this issue with me, and he felt that the name was just because of Ziliang's laziness.

emmm—I think what Pego said makes sense.

But whatever, I've been to thousands of worlds, and each world has its own reason. If you care about 'reason' everywhere, how tiring is life for a person.

Oh, don't let the [craftsman] hear this, otherwise, this guy will have to nag me all day.

Therefore, I never think about the reason or the answer. I leave these things to Ziliang. I just want to feed the pigs and sleep happily. This is my ideal cry.

But unfortunately, reality and ideal are always opposite.This is also what Ziliang said.

Anyway, now I am reduced to a world that is exactly the opposite of my ideal.

This world is called 'Heaven'.

A rotten world where birds don't shit, they have to sleep under the sun every day, and there is no food if they don't work.

Not only that, people in this world don't seem to be very smart. For example, in the few minutes just now, I witnessed my village chief being stabbed to death with ease, and then a group of villagers were grateful The state of mind to flee for their lives.

This kind of development made me a little unresponsive, so the current situation is that I, and my dear Pego, stand in place stupidly, facing this person called 'angel'.

Well, now, I finally have a chance to take a closer look at this guy!

First, he is standing, and second, he is wearing clothes, um, two eyes, the nose is not pouted, so... this is a human face.

Yes, same as Mia said.

At the same time, the angel looked at Old Joe suspiciously.

The two looked at each other for a while.

"Ho Ho Ho, please allow me to ask, why didn't you run away?" The angel still asked very politely: "Could it be that you are going to bear the sins for your villagers, human-faced pig?"

"Human face pig?" Old Joey was taken aback.

"Yes, a pig with a human face." The angel said: "In heaven, angels are people, and people are pigs. This has always been the case, but there are some exceptions, such as you, you are an authentic You are a heavenly citizen of the Tao, but you have a human face, which is undoubtedly a kind of luck for you. Of course, this is only a superficial luck, because you cannot become an angel after all. "

"Why?"

"Ah? Hahaha? Why?" The angel was asked with a smile: "Don't you have common sense? Wings! You don't even have wings, how can you be an angel?"

Saying that, the angel seemed to be showing off, and gently unbuttoned the collar, and then took off the white robe.

This time, Old Joey was even more stunned. He didn't expect that this guy didn't wear anything underneath.

Then the guy turned around
Old Joe frowned.

Because he saw that there was a pair of wings inlaid on this guy's back.

The wings have white feathers, but they are so small that the edges of the wings can't reach the edge of the back, so if you don't turn around, you can't see it from the front.

Moreover, the place where the pair of wings are connected to the muscles on the back is extremely disgusting. The flesh and flesh there have been blurred, and the hideous and messy flesh is piled up like vines, as if someone has forcibly pulled these The pair of wings were inserted into the man's back, and then they were seared together with a soldering iron. Anyway, Old Joey would never use this kind of meat as feed for Pego.

And at the moment after this man took off his robe, the pig-headed servants behind him all fell to their knees all at once, disregarding the grain bags on their backs.

Each of them lowered their heads extremely low, as if they wanted to stick their noses in the mud.

The angel smiled and turned around slowly.

"Oh, you see, this is the symbol of an angel, the white wings represent holiness, huh? Why don't you kneel down?"

"Kneel?" Old Joey wondered, "Why kneel? Isn't that a pair of duck's wings?"

"Duck? What are you talking about? I've never heard the word 'duck' before." The angel frowned and muttered, "But it doesn't matter. Since you didn't run away, then you will use your life to run away." Show your piety."

As he said that, the angel waved at Old Joey and motioned him to come over.

"Are you going to kill me?" Old Joey asked after hesitating.

"Of course, so come here quickly, don't make me wait. Oh, by the way, you better bend over again, because I want to cut your throat, pay attention to the angle, and don't let your blood splash on me. "

The angel said indifferently, as if as long as he waved like this, someone would come over and let him slaughter him.

Old Joey felt a little ridiculous, because even when he was chopping the fodder before, those fodder would fight desperately. How could they just go up to die so actively.

However, seeing the motionless servants kneeling on the ground around him, Old Joey suddenly stopped laughing.
The absurd and desperate atmosphere prevented Old Joey from laughing unconsciously.He felt that the pig-headed men in front of him were like domesticated livestock, lying in the trough and being slaughtered.

At this moment, the angel finally got impatient with waiting, and he dangled the dagger in his hand.

"Come here quickly, pick up my robe, put it on me, and then stretch your neck over, don't waste my time." He muttered, and then, suddenly, he seemed to notice Old Joey Pego.

"Huh? Wait, this pig looks cute."

When Old Joey heard it, he seemed to regain his thoughts.

"Oh, hehe." He smiled honestly: "Indeed, Pego is very cute."

The angel nodded: "So...do you think braised in brown sauce is suitable, or directly baked...?" He asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)