[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

When Baguoxia saw Constantine, he was very excited and rushed towards him with open arms.

Constantine snorted, opened his arms, and went up awkwardly.

Bei Guoxia crashed into his arms, grabbed his arm, and threw him over the shoulder along the shoulder:

"Bam—"

Along with the sound of his back falling to the ground, Constantine let out a cry of pain.

Bei Guoxia dispelled the anger and looked around.

Like the scene of the end of the world, the sky and the earth are full of devastation, there are smoke and fire, and howling and blood.

Those who didn't know thought the devil had left the village.

He knelt down, plucked Constantine's hair, and asked, "Where is this? Why are you hiding here?"

Constantine pushed his hand away and said angrily, "If I die, won't I be in hell?"

Bei Guoxia was very surprised: "You are too self-aware-but why am I here?"

Konstantin got up, took a cigarette from his pocket, and said inscrutably:

"I asked you to come down with me, aren't you here?"

Before he finished speaking, Bei Guoxia skillfully stretched out his sinful hands, and pinched him in a fancy way again.

Bei Guoxia never expected that she, a wearer of a red scarf and the successor of Lei Feng, would be reduced to hell in a blink of an eye just because of helping others.

The world is in decline, morality is degraded, and people's hearts are corrupted...

I'm afraid this isn't a natural disaster.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help rekindling the embers. While strangling Constantine's neck, he reprimanded, "It's said that one person can ascend to heaven, but you are better. Not only will you go to hell, but you will also be followed by...uh..."

It seems to scold myself.

Konstantin was still smiling gloatingly between him, encouraging: "Keep talking, keep talking."

Bei Guoxia let go of her hand, and sighed helplessly: "I'm really mad at you."

Constantine just let out a mocking laugh.

Bei Guoxia was angry: "Laughing wool? Let me tell you, your ten exes all thought you were dead and were crying at the funeral. When you go back, go to the door one by one with the keyboard on your back to apologize."

Konstantin wondered, "Why do I carry the keyboard?"

"Kneel on the keyboard and apologize, or you can carry durians or thorns on your back."

Konstantin rolled his eyes and shook the ashes: "You're calling them exes, why should I care about them?"

He tugged on Baguoxia's sleeve and said, "Let's go, I'll show you around hell."

Bei Guoxia's interest came up again, entirely out of the writer's curiosity.

Hell, the last person who visited Hell was Dante.

Someone wrote a "Divine Comedy", which has been on the market for hundreds of years and has never faded.

Sales are second only to the Bible.

When it comes to the sales volume second only to the Bible, there is another thing that makes Bagel Chabert puzzled:

Why do foreign countries have to use "sales second only to the Bible" to sum up when it comes to sales?

It is fine to see this sentence in the world-famous fairy tale books such as "The Little Prince" and "Andersen's Fairy Tales".

Can "Twilight" and "Fifty Shades of Grey" also claim to be "second only to the Bible"?

It feels like seeing a marketing account saying "The sales volume of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" and "Tomb Raiders Notes" is second only to "The Complete Works of Lu Xun".

It seems that even if foreigners have no walls, their spiritual life is quite empty.

Looking at hell, Baguoxia recalled the content of "Divine Comedy":

According to Dante's old friend, hell is shaped like a funnel that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

The center of the funnel is Jerusalem, and the sins of the souls go deeper and deeper until they reach the center of the earth.

But Dante is just an Italian after all, and he doesn't have enough understanding of Mi Lijian's ideology.

If it is written by a person from New York, especially New Yorkers, the center of hell is likely to be in New Jersey.

Walking on the scorched earth covered with rubble, Baguoxia asked in bewilderment: "I still don't understand, are you really dead? Why can you drag me into hell?"

"I'm not dead," Constantine explained. "I fooled the three kings of hell a long time ago. Once I die, they have to fight for me, so no one can kill me."

As soon as Bei Guoxia heard "Three Kings" and "Go to War", a lot of "Hell Demon Lord Prison-Forbid Me", "The Days I Was a Heartthrob in Hell", "All Hell Is My Lover" immediately flooded into my mind. "The outlines of these novels are easy to understand when you know the title.

He looked at Constantine:

The fingers holding the cigarette butts were slightly yellowed, and the bearded cheeks looked a bit vicissitudes.

Bei Guoxia asked worriedly: "All the women in hell grow up like you?"

—Then how hungry-thirsty this place is.

Constantine asked, "Is that the point?"

Bei Guoxia slapped his head: "That's right, maybe Lucifer and Michael have conflicts and use you as a third party to stimulate others."

Even Constantine was speechless in the face of his nonsense: "Why don't you have any piety in your faith? I thought I was the most cynical one, but I didn't expect you to take hell at all. With such a big heart, beware of suffering."

Bei Guoxia folded her arms, thoughtful: "When I die, I should go to the underworld to meet the King of Hades, and I will not be under Lucifer's control."

Constantine ignored his nonsense.

Bei Guoxia complained in her heart: "He ignored me."

System: "Maybe he has already seen that you have a logical thinking that is self-contained. If he argues with you, he will only be pulled to the same level and then defeated by you with sufficient experience."

Bei Guoxia thought: "...these words don't seem to describe a wise man."

"Let me tell you a story,"

Constantine said suddenly, "Do you know why hell has three kings?"

Bei Guoxia replied earnestly: "The beginning of the Three Kingdoms said, 'The long-term marriage must be divorced, and the long-term marriage must be married'. It must be Lucifer, Michael and Gabriel who quarreled, and both divorced and separated in a rage (hell) )."

Constantine said: "The first half of the sentence is a bit of a joke, but the second half is ridiculous."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Why do you always think that Michael and Lucifer are lovers? How did this misunderstanding arise?"

Bei Guoxia exclaimed: "Isn't it?"

He said to himself: "It seems that another guess is correct: Lucifer and Jehovah are a pair."

Constantine: "... Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Constantine then continued his story:

Morpheus the Sandman came to Hell to take his crown, which was stolen by the demon.

Led by the guide demon Altrigen, Murphys came to Lucifer's palace.

Climbing up the bloody steps, he saw Lucifer who had been waiting here for a long time.

Blonde hair, white robes, and demonic black wings.

At this time, Lucifer has ruled hell for a hundred years, and it has been a hundred years since Murphys visited hell last time.

During the period, the civil war in Hell led to the division of power, and there was no longer only one ruler of Hell.

In its place was the three-king rule of Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Azazel.

("Aren't they Gabriel, Lucifer and Michael?" Baguoxia was very disappointed.

Konstantin: "You shut up. You'll talk nonsense later.")

After Lucifer heard Murphy's request, he summoned all the demons in hell to come before them, and asked Murphy to identify who had stolen the crown.

But again, Morpheus is also surrounded by demons from all hell.

Even if you get the crown, you may not be able to retreat unscathed.

Sure enough, after Murphys got the crown, Lucifer showed a hideous face:

"There are millions of hell powerhouses here. Dreamland can't show its true strength in hell. Tell me now, Murphys, why should I let you go?"

Constantine said no more.

Bei Guoxia waited for a while, but couldn't wait for the next step, so she couldn't help asking curiously: "And then?"

This "Old Mr. Kang" took it easy and refused to continue.

Bei Guoxia scratched her ears and cheeks anxiously, and asked, "You old man, don't you want me to pay to open a car to see the ending?"

Constantine refused to give any spoilers, so Baguoxia had no choice but to put this matter aside and enjoy the "scenery" of hell instead.

In hell, the air is filthy, smells like sulfur, and the temperature remains high.

I didn't go far, sweat stuck my clothes to my body, the sky was dim, and people and animals couldn't be distinguished three meters away.

Baguo Xia asked dryly, "Is there any water here?"

Constantine pointed in the direction: "There is only a pool of blood here. Over there."

The ancients had a saying that "laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu thirsty".

Modern people also have the heroism of "the peerless soldier king jumped into the lake to wash off the blood on his body, and then drank it."

But Bei Guoxia is neither Yue Fei nor King of Soldiers.

Standing by the pool of blood, smelling the fishy smell inside than the slaughterhouse, he swallowed his saliva and retreated:

"Shouldn't the demons take a bath here?"

Constantine denied it in surprise: "How come? This is not the Ganges."

The ghosts and honors I saw along the way were all kinds of strange things, and I couldn't bear to look directly at them.

If I have to describe it, it is:

Each of them seemed to be walking on the road in good condition, but they were splashed with two jars of sulfuric acid with a concentration of 90.00% five.

Which star-making company can turn the devil here into a handsome guy in the later stage, and he won't have to worry about the company going bankrupt and the team disbanding for the rest of his life.

Bei Guoxia asked: "Is it possible to take pictures here? Some scenic spots cannot take pictures."

Constantine asked back: "You have such a good attitude, do you really think you are here for vacation?"

Bei Guoxia answered honestly: "If you come, you will be safe. Dante came to hell because he didn't bring a camera, so he had to write more than [-] lines of poems to describe what he saw. If he brought Cameras, the impact of a photo album on readers is definitely worth a thousand words.”

Constantine sneered and said, "Aren't you a writer? Belittling your profession so much?"

Bei Guoxia said disapprovingly: "Originally, the contracted drawing is more expensive than the contracted manuscript."

Because Constantine didn't have a mobile phone, Baguoxia had to watch the passing demons keep chanting:

"These are precious video resources. Look at that demon, you can see that his head is flattened, and his brain is protruding. It must be full of love and hatred that are unknown to outsiders. It is a novel when it is expanded. "

Constantine didn't turn his head, and said lazily, "You're thinking too much. He was killed by a flower pot that fell from upstairs while walking at night."

Bei Guoxia ate a bit, but didn't hurt her feelings, and continued: "Look at that demon, he certainly didn't look like this when he was alive, maybe he was very young and handsome at the time, and the mentality of becoming a monster after death may not have developed." I could write a…”

Constantine looked at it and said, "You think too much, he looked like this when he was alive."

Bei Guoxia suddenly sighed: "How can a living person look like this? His life must be a legend!"

Constantine asked curiously: "Don't you feel terrible when you look at the devil? You only think of these messy things?"

Baguoxia asked him, "You haven't played with antiques, have you?"

Constantine shook his head.

"You can try it next time." Baguoxia suggested.

Constantine: "...What do you want me to try? The Millennium Thor's Hammer or the Ten Thousand Year Demon Sealing Formation?"

"You have them all?" Baguoxia asked with interest.

Constantine shook his head.

Baguoxia said earnestly: "Devils are actually just like antiques. In terms of appearance, they are all a pile of tatters. The most important fun is to use imagination and think about what happened to them before."

Constantine had a half-smile: "So, you like hell?"

Bei Guoxia expresses the emotion of a literati: "Standing here makes me write like a fountain."

Constantine asked with a drawn out tone, "Then shall I let you stay forever?"

This time Bei Guoxia was honest, wiped off his sweat and said, "No, thank you. It's too hot here, and the transportation is not convenient. I really want to experience the sufferings of the world so I can go to South Africa."

After a pause, Baguoxia thought of something, and continued to question his soul: "I'm surprised, is this hell full of literati and scholars? Isn't there a senior technical house or industrial party who came out to pull wires or build an air conditioner?"

Suddenly, someone behind him sighed: "Your statement is very interesting."

Bei Guoxia quickly took a step back, turned around, and saw a blond man with black wings and a piece of cloth around his waist.

Constantine smoked a cigarette, neither surprised nor interested in the man's presence.

The blond bird-man looked at them with interest and asked, "If it were you, how would you reform hell?"

Seeing that Constantine had no intention of answering, Baguoxia said, "There is only one formula."

"what?"

"To get rich, build roads first, have fewer children and grow more trees."

Baguoxia said seriously, "Infrastructure construction is the happiest thing in the world, bar none."

Baguoxia used his rich experience in playing various city construction games to draw a blueprint on the scorched earth of hell.

The blond bird-man read it and said: "Your idea is very interesting, but I manage hell not to let the demons enjoy themselves, but to torture them and make them suffer."

Bei Guoxia said without joking: "Infrastructural construction is the most painful thing in the world, there is no one."

"You didn't seem to say that just now."

Bei Guoxia took a deep breath and explained: "A lot of physical work, a lot of mental work, and the adverse effects of your climate here, and all kinds of problems that will spring up like mushrooms only if you do it— —these difficulties must be resolved before the pleasure can be enjoyed. Isn’t that painful?”

"By the way," he asked belatedly, "what did you just say? You run hell?"

The blond bird-man said proudly: "I am the Lord of Hell, Lucifer."

He waited for Baguoxia to show his proper expression.

This kind of awe and fear he has seen thousands of times on the faces of different people.

When Bei Guoxia heard it, his eyes lit up, and he quickly asked: "Great, tell me quickly, what did Murphys say that day? How did he escape?"

Lucifer's face darkened: what he wanted to be most angry about was Murphy's escape.

However, Baguoxia is really a pot that does not open and which pot to lift.

Konstantin stubbed out his cigarette and laughed loudly.

Obviously, he hadn't spoken the whole time, waiting for this scene.

Lucifer literacy for Baguoxia:

He was the most perfect creation of the Creator, the strongest, wisest and most perfect of all angels.

But he was also cast into hell for challenging the Creator.

After hearing this, Bei Guoxia just thought of:

Since both Lucifer and the Creator (God) are the strongest beings, they should not be affected by his "literary power".

Bei Guoxia asked in her heart: "System, I'm in hell, what should I do if I don't have a mobile phone to write? I don't want to die."

System: "Wake up, what state do you think you are now, you are dead."

This very Kenjiro-style line made Bei Guoxia's eyes widen, and he said incoherently: "What? Then... I'm dead...but..."

The system continued: "Unless you are resurrected now, write anything, let it go."

Baguoxia is very tangled.

He didn't know what Lucifer meant.

Is it true that Lucifer killed himself and sent his soul to hell just because of Constantine's words "I want my friends to accompany me"?

Bei Guoxia thought indignantly: "You two are true love!"

Lucifer didn't confuse him for long, so he explained further:

"I'm so tired of hell, I don't care about here anymore, I just want to close the door of hell and go to the world."

Bei Guoxia's eyes widened, and he blurted out: "Don't, brother."

If Lucifer did this, he would really be unable to refute that sentence in the future:

"Hell is empty, but the devil is on earth".

Bei Guoxia persuaded earnestly: "What's so good in the world? It's not built step by step by mortals. You have such a strong power, and you can restore a human world in hell."

Lucifer shook his head and said in disbelief: "The demons are fighting each other, and it is difficult to unify."

Bei Guoxia patted his legs and said: "You think ordinary people don't fight against each other? Right and right come out of guns and poles, aren't they all shot out?"

Lucifer was lost in thought.

Bei Guoxia patted her chest and said: "Listen to me, hell can't close the door, I will help you."

In this way, the vigorous transformation of hell began under the strong support of Lucifer, the lord of hell.

If this episode has a name, it should be called "The Years I Did Infrastructure Construction in Hell".

After Bei Guoxia's investigation, it was discovered that the demons in hell drink, play cards and smoke when they have nothing to do.

Looking at this report, Baguoxia couldn't help doubting her eyes: "Where is this hell, is this a paradise?"

So he released a bunch of files:

The first step is to vigorously promote the atmosphere of "emphasizing civilization and establishing a new style" in hell.

Demons of all walks of life must stay away from pornography, gambling, and drugs, let alone intrigue.

Even when there is a quarrel on weekdays, the curse is only allowed to say:

"I wish you and your family go to heaven soon."

The second step is to separate the demons into batches, plan the communities, and build them separately.

Every neighborhood is filled with slogans:

"Every demon is a useful labor force."

"As long as you can't do it to death, do it to death."

"Whether it's bitter or not, think about Lucifer's suffering when he fell into hell. Whether you're tired or not, think about the suffering of being suppressed by Jehovah."

The third step is to divert water from the world to hell, and install a water purifier on the blood pool.

The fourth step, magic mouth census.

……

Bei Guoxia was so busy that she was on all fours, and in a blink of an eye, she almost died of anger for the second time:

I saw Lucifer standing there with a bored expression.

A decadent taste of late youth that "the whole world doesn't understand me, what is the meaning of this world to me, I just want to smoke and drink to burn my head".

All he had to do was wear a leather jacket and pants, put on smoky makeup, put on nail polish, and wear a red-orange-yellow-green-blue-blue-purple wig to rock and roll.

Bei Guoxia came to him, coughed twice: "Lucifer."

Lucifer still paid off, condescending to look down at him.

Bei Guoxia asked in a straight voice: "Can you dig the ground?"

Lucifer: "..."

"It's very interesting," Bei Guoxia urged, "Since you want to experience the life of a mortal, why not start with labor?"

In order to encourage Lucifer to participate in labor, Baguoxia grabbed Constantine by the collar and forced him to participate in order to drive the Lord of Hell.

Constantine was very dissatisfied: "What does it matter to me?"

Bei Guoxia said gloomyly: "I will tell everyone in a dream that you killed me, and it is because of you that I am in hell."

Constantine disagrees: "I'm not afraid of those wearing tights."

Bei Guoxia became even more gloomy: "I still want to write you into the r18g text, so that you can feel the feeling of being 'loved'."

Constantine froze, rubbed his nose and asked, "So... where is the hoe?"

Constantine imitated Lucifer's appearance and took off his clothes, only wearing a piece of cloth around his waist.

When the two were digging the ground, Bei Guoxia trotted past all the way, muttering:

"Indecent, indecent..."

After passing out three times due to heat stroke, Baguoxia finally compromised and reached out to the button with both hands.

System: "Where's your weathering?"

Bei Guoxia thought sadly: "Hell is a tomb, where people with integrity are buried."

After digging for a day, Lucifer expressed his thoughts: "Why is being a human so tiring?"

Constantine wiped his sweat and said, "Congratulations, Lao Lu, you finally understand what it's like to be a human being—do you have any cigarettes?"

Baguo Xia appeared out of nowhere and issued a warning: "No smoking in hell."

After he left, Constantine asked in a low voice, "Is there any smoke? Let's hide in the pool of blood and smoke secretly."

Lucifer said dissatisfiedly: "I am in my own territory, why do I have to dodge things?"

Constantine sneered: "God, how can I explain it to you clearly, you have never been controlled by anyone, and you have never interacted with anyone."

Lucifer: "..."

Although Bei Guoxia has been pushing forward day and night at a speed of exhaustion in order to go back as soon as possible, and personally guides her.

But he is a liberal arts student after all, and he doesn't understand many scientific principles at all, and he doesn't know much about the problems that arise during construction.

"We need a ruthless industrial party," he told Lucifer, "an engineer who uses technology to change the world."

Lucifer asked: "What do you use this kind of person for?"

"That's right," Baguoxia said more formally, "We need a contractor."

"The Ruthless Engineer", Tony Stark, can't believe what he saw.

"Hell? Though I guess I'll come to this place when I die," he yelled, "don't you think it's too soon?"

Bei Guoxia said falsely: "Don't say that, you are my 'sneaky chicken', I miss you so much after I die, so..."

Tony pointed at him tremblingly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't tell me, it's all because I made you a wheelchair!"

"That's right," Baguoxia nodded quickly, "This is an engineering project triggered by a wheelchair."

"Everyone I know is crazy."

Tony complained, but he still folded his arms and looked at hell, "Hmph, it will take you a long time to do this."

"Oh, they're all demons and don't care how long it takes."

Tony was suffocating again.

"On the bright side, you can study hell." Baguoxia comforted, "Maybe you can find something from here, er, rare minerals and the like."

"If you're asking this, you should take Han down and not me."

Tony said sadly, "If I said that as a friend, I miss Ant-Man so much, would you take him down?"

Baguoxia thought about it, if Lucifer was pulled down one by one, hell would be full of superheroes before long.

Bagel Xia wanted to ask Tony how it was in 1970.

But in the end, he dismissed the idea.

Tony didn't show any embarrassment, so it should be okay.

As an outsider, he can't give pointers to other people's family affairs.

More importantly, if he asked, Tony would definitely ask him how he knew about it.

One Daredevil was enough trouble, and Baguosha didn't want to attract the attention of two smart people at the same time.

So he asked Tony another question: "Can I borrow your phone?"

Tony muttered: "There's no signal here, what do you need a mobile phone for?"

But he took it out and handed it to him.

While Tony was studying hell accompanied by Lucifer, Baguoxia looked around for Constantine who was hiding somewhere.

He found the blond magician hiding behind a rock smoking a cigarette.

Sitting beside him, Bei Guoxia sighed:

"Don't tell me, after walking this way, I think you are really beautiful in the world now."

"I think you're getting worse and worse."

Constantine frantically stubbed out the cigarette, but his finger was burned.

He cursed, then asked, "Looking at this place, what do you think?"

Baguoxia was stopped by his question: "What idea?"

"Wicked people will come to this place when they die." Constantine said sullenly, "But do you see any real wicked people here?"

Asking Bei Guoxia felt something.

Ordinarily, he always thought that the clown was really 'written' to death, but he didn't see the shadow of the other party when he came here.

"Are they so disfigured that I don't recognize them?" he asked.

Constantine sneered: "Because the villains in hell aren't evil enough, the real villains are all going in and out sideways—who cares about this place?"

"What do you mean?" Baguoxia asked.

"I know what you are doing," Constantine finally spread everything out, "I know your abilities, I know what you have done, you use weird abilities to punish criminals, thinking the world will be better?

"But look at this hell and think about what you've done before. What's the use? You can't save the world. It's useless. You're only going to get yourself into trouble."

"In my opinion, I'm just writing." Baguoxia scratched her head and said, "It has nothing to do with saving the world."

"When those people come to you for revenge, you can't use this kind of sophistry to get away with it." Constantine said, "If I were you, I would try to use superheroes as protagonists instead of attracting villains."

Baguoxia refused: "What I write will cause trouble for them."

"At least the trouble is not repaying yourself."

Baguoxia held up Tony's mobile phone, the most advanced s-hone: "Since you know my abilities, I will make you look good in order to bribe you not to tell."

"What do you want?" Constantine asked warily.

He watched Bei Guoxia bowed his head and typed on the mobile phone, feeling very upset.

He knew that the other party could only write about "love, pregnancy, abortion, miscarriage love triangle" and "dog blood tearing up scumbags" and the like, things that would laugh out loud in the hands of any writer with a rich background.

It's not the first time Constantine has been a scumbag, but it doesn't feel good to have his fate in someone else's hands.

"If he writes too much, I have a way to get revenge." He couldn't help thinking.

But what Baguoxia wrote had nothing to do with Constantine.

Constantine saw an old yellow dog appearing in the distance, over hell.

And Lucifer left Tony, and under the shocked gaze of the other party, walked towards the dog and began to confide in his heart.

Tony made the most desperate expression, and he seemed to be able to hear him saying:

"Hell really is full of lunatics."

Bei Guoxia put down the phone, frowned and said, "Okay, I'm confused. In what I just wrote, God should appear in the place of the dog."

Constantine gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and tried to swallow his laughter back.

He must say the next sentence in full.

"You didn't think that," he said in the most grotesquely distorted voice, "you didn't think that, that's God."