The waiter walked in front, followed by Bees, and at the back were Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Qianxun asked tentatively: "Chief, it seems that you have been serving Satan Beelzebub here for a long time, right?" ”

"No, soon..." Bessaith stammered and replied, "Just a hundred, a hundred years." From me to fight、Defeated the former manager。 ”

A hundred years, not long? Cheng Qianxun asked curiously, "What about the former manager?" ”

Besses stammered more and more at this time: "I was eaten by the lord and the master." ”

Thinking of Beelzebub's cannibalism, I suddenly felt my scalp tingle. It turns out that the manager will also compete, and the capable will be eliminated and the weak will be eliminated.

"Me, I cook well." Bessaith smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't have any, I didn't expect to be able to live and be the manager." ”

Is it all about weeding out the weak and leaving the strong? But it doesn't seem to be, Besses is cooking, and they are struggling to survive.

I feel that Bessaith has no scheming, and he is honest. So Cheng Qianxun asked softly again: "What do we climb up for every time?" ”

"For, for..." After Besseth gasped, he covered his mouth with his hand: "I don't, I can't tell you." ”

So Sneijder immediately changed the question: "Has anyone ever succeeded?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Besses laughed hesitantly: "Ramses II; So, Solomon; Arthur; Shapur II; Louis XIV; Napoleon; Hitler... It's, actually, quite a lot. ”

These famous people are like thunder. Snead asked incredulously, "Have they all been to the underworld?" ”

"Oh, oh." Bessaith scratched the back of his head, looking like he was thinking, and looked more and more stupid: "Say, it's wrong. Some came, came, and won; Some summon Satan to sign a contract. ”

The more I listened, the more confused I became, and some of these people succeeded in becoming emperors, and there were groups of wives and concubines, especially Solomon, who is said to have had more than a thousand wives. Whether exaggerated or true, having so many women in Israel a thousand years ago A.D., and with such a small population, was simply God. It is said that he wrote all the Bibles, so how can he have anything to do with Satan in the underworld?

And some end in failure, did Satan abandon them and deprive them of the power to continue to rule?

When he was about to ask, the waiter stopped and said respectfully: "Two, it's here!" ”

Asking too many questions may not be beneficial to him, so Cheng Qianxun chose a random door and turned back to say goodbye to Sneijder: "Good night." ”

Snead smiled, "Good night." ”

"Thank you, Steward, good night." Then she said goodbye to Biesses, said goodnight to the waiter, and entered the room.

After entering the room, I thought that I had gone to the Middle Ages, where I had not taken a bath for thousands of years, and I really wanted to soak in it, so I opened a bath in a blank white.

This time, let's have a Chinese-style landscape, her fingers are like a paintbrush, and with a slight click, a small waterfall appears, gushing down a slightly hot spring from a height of one meter; A little further down the fingers, a small open-air pond with crystal clear bottoms... There should be flower petals on it, then peach blossoms, peach and willow green; There are also birds, the yellow warbler is the best...

She smiled with satisfaction and took a deep breath when a beautiful picture was depicted, but unfortunately there was no fragrance. It can conjure up objects, even living things, it can have temperature, but it doesn't have the original aroma, it's just like a god.

Got out of the warm water and sat down, leaned against the side, and watched the peach blossoms fall from the trees and float on the water, a thick pink floating on the water.

She picked up a bunch of pink peach petals and muttered to herself, "I don't know if he will come... ”

A gust of wind blew, long green willow swayed, and pink petals fell to Jiaduo. She smiled and raised her head, looking at the familiar tall black figure that appeared in front of her: "It's great that you're here, I'm finally alive to see you again." ”

The black-winged angel was still pitch black, out of place with the ethereal and unreal surroundings, but it was as if it had been there before, and had never left. He still lowered his head slightly, looking at Cheng Qianxun who was soaked in a pool of spring water in the water, silent and speechless.

"It's really tiring to be alive." Cheng Qianxun knows that the black-winged angel will not speak easily, and he always cherishes words like gold. So she wants to talk more, and she is willing to talk more, because the angel can accompany her for a while longer: "This time is really dangerous, I know that I am the weakest in the team, and even a child is better than me." It's the first time I've killed someone, and it feels really bad, but if I don't kill him, everyone else will die, even me. ”

At this point, she stopped, not knowing what her mind was thinking, so she was stunned. When she slashed the knife through her neck, she felt the sting of the cold blade cutting through the skin and flesh, and even the slight difference when she cut the blood vessels; Then it's like looking in a mirror, except that it's not your own shadow, it's Geoffrey. A large cut was made in his neck, the flesh rolled and blood immediately spurted out of the wound, his eyes puffed out, his mouth opened, and the knife in his hand fell...

If he were alive, he would never forget Jeffrey's terrifying appearance for the rest of his life, as if time had slowed down, and he could see every movement, every facial expression, and even the details magnified very clearly, such as the temporary fear revealed in his blue eyes.

"Guilt after killing?" The black-winged angel spoke, allowing Cheng Qianxun to return from his memories. Slowly and in a low voice, he asked, "Many people are like this, but are people born noble for killing other beings without such a strong sense of guilt?" ”

Cheng Qianxun was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and replied: "Because it's the same kind." ”

"It's normal for cannibalism to be like each other, it's all about survival." The Blackwinged Angel had a nice voice, and said it with little emotion as at any other time.

Cannibalism? In order to seize the territory, the male lion will defeat or even kill the opposing male lion; Even the other party's underage kindergarten teacher was killed. Even a small bird can fight to the death for food, breeding, and a well-located nest. And human history is full of wars and killings.

"But people are thoughtful, and they have the ability to avoid cannibalism as much as possible." After Cheng Qianxun finished speaking, he sighed slightly: "Maybe the ability is not good!" ”

She failed to stop Jeffrey from killing his teammates and made him put down the knife in his hand.

In the world, countless tragedies have not stopped because of the law, and some high-ranking people even use various reasons to direct the people to go to war and slaughter their own kind. In the Middle Ages, under the banner of religion, they blindly collected money! When the fire burns and burns the living; There was a heart-rending scream, surrounded by the same kind of people who were shouting continuously; and the clergy who are ready to receive money with words in their mouths and shouting things like "Forgive him, forgive his soul."

When a slightly smarter person looks back at history, the more he looks, the more he feels the ugliness of humanity.

She suddenly understood something, and sighed slightly: "Yes, wicked people are not worthy of redemption. I did the right thing, and I shouldn't feel guilty about anything; In order to survive, you must live and die. For them, there can only be a tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood! ”

The black-winged angel looked at her condescendingly, and inside the cloak of the black hole, there seemed to be a pair of eyes that could not be seen: "Then why sigh." ”

Cheng Qianxun laughed suddenly, trying her best to remove the haze in her heart, she didn't want the angel to see any darkness, so she smiled as much as she could: "Because I still hope to meet less wicked people." A tooth for a tooth is only against the wicked, and there are still good people in the world; There should be no mercy on the wicked, but help and support for the good. ”

After a while, the angel asked, "Which kind do you think you are?" ”

Cheng Qianxun thought about it sideways, is she a good person? She's already killed people, and she's only a twelve-year-old child, and in the eyes of many who don't know the whole thing, she's a murderer with no humanity.

She smiled and replied, "I will try to be a good person, of course in order to live, I will not be a virgin." I don't have any divine light protection, the angels are protecting me left and right, I'm just a mortal, in order to live, I can only kill the people who should be killed first. ”

"And what do you think you shouldn't kill?" The angel asked again.

Cheng Qianxun couldn't laugh anymore, which was also what she was worried about, for fear that one day the knife would be aimed at her teammates, Sneijder, Regel, and Rudolph.

She didn't know that her eyes were blurry, she laughed again, and wiped her eyes with her fingers: "I hate it, it must be dust in my eyes." Actually, it's good to prove that I still have a soul. When everything feels gone, what's the difference between being alive and dead? ”

The angel asked briefly, "What is the soul?" ”

After thinking about it, Cheng Qianxun replied with certainty: "The soul should be human nature, good thoughts, not primitive instinctive animal nature." I hope that every day and every hour of my life will still have the soul of human beings, and I will not let the good thoughts be consumed in the layers of killing. ”

The angel looked at her, and her voice seemed to become a little softer, perhaps just her assumption: "I hope you can do it." ”

His tall and unusually black figure gradually faded in this murmur of red and willow green and slightly hot air.

Cheng Qianxun watched the angel's departure until the last figure like black smoke disappeared without a trace.

She looked down at herself and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Maybe I'll miss him later after I take a shower." ”

Lying in a comfortable bed, tossing and turning is not about angels, but about analyzing what will happen next. I've been thinking about falling asleep in a daze, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

"Wake up, wake up, a good day begins. Continue to work hard today ... When the sharp voice sounded, Cheng Qianxun's mood was extremely bad.

How could she forget about this broken mouth, she sat up from the bed unusually irritably, and glared angrily at the big red mouth that was screaming and screaming with spitting and spitting.

The exaggerated red mouth probably had a memory storage function, and screamed, "Are you awake? Then I'm flashing... "Shem is like a ninja, and the red shadow disappears in a flash.

It was almost time to get up, Cheng Qianxun stretched his waist, lifted the quilt and got up. (To be continued.) )