Writer saves the world

Erye Tingming finished drinking with the ghost lamp, and was dragged by the ghost lamp to renew the second stall - anyway, today is a rare rest day, sober up after drinking some wine in the morning and sleeping in the afternoon, it will not affect the second one Work normally the next day.

Erye Tingming doesn't really want to go, he can't experience the joy of human beings drinking with a book, and he only finds it noisy when staying in an izakaya, so it's better to let him read in a bookstore.

The bookstore is his wine pool and meat forest, which makes him drunk until he doesn't know when it will be.

Fortunately, before drinking with Ghost Lantern to the third house, the savior who saved Erye Tingming finally appeared.

A young man with blond short-to-medium hair saw the ghost lamp from a distance on the street, and immediately rushed towards him with a mixed expression of "saved" and "help", while shouting "Master Ghost Lantern—" The loud voice resounded from the street to the end of the street, and the eyes of the whole street followed his movements and focused on the ghost lamp. It was impossible for the ghost lamp to pretend not to see or hear it.

"Tsk."

Ghost Lamp was so upset that he waved his mace and greeted the young man's head mercilessly, smashing the young man to the ground with tears in his eyes, lying on the ground with no image at all.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to be beaten to death by Lord Ghost Lamp. I haven't kissed Nezuko for the last time, and I haven't finished my work yet. The princess, princess, help Zenyi, and I'm going to be boiled into miso soup by Lord Ghost Lamp... "

The magic sound fills the ears, and it lasts for three days.

Erye Tingming couldn't help sighing: "It's so noisy."

Moreover, the breath is full of breath, and the mouth is smooth. It is said that such a long period of time does not bite the tongue and does not take a breath.

Amidst the young man's noisy background sound, Ghost Lamp popped three crosses on his forehead, rubbed his mace and sneered sinisterly, "My wife Shanyi, try crying again."

"Hic—" the blond young man stopped talking instantly, covered his mouth and shook his head frantically at the ghost lamp, and choked hard again.

If there was no outsider Erye Tingming watching, Ghost Lantern would have grabbed my wife Shanyi by the collar and locked him into the small dark room to correct his shameful, worthless appearance.

Seeing that Ghost Lantern's face is getting more and more gloomy, my wife Shanyi is also getting more and more afraid. She trembles and can't help complaining in her heart why the lord sent him to find Lord Ghost Lantern. He clearly knows that he has been afraid of Lord Ghost Lantern since he died. ,As long as he sees him, his legs will go weak. If his lovely sister Nezuko hadn't encouraged him, he would have switched to other professions long ago...

Oh, besides him, the only guard left behind in the department is Mr. Yiyong, so that's no problem.

My wife Shanyi sniffed, covered her head that was sore from being hit by the mace, looked at the ground without raising her head, and said quickly: "My lord asked me to ask Mr. Ghost Lantern to go to the headquarters and said that there is information about a mission. There seems to be a problem with the information and I want to confirm some details with you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't take a breath, and then added: "My lord went to Yan Mo Hall to look for you before. You happened to be away. Although today is a rest day, the matter is urgent, so please forgive me!"

Articulate clearly and in one go.

"Wow." Erye Tingming couldn't help applauding my wife Shanyi, making a sound of wonder.

My wife, Shanyi, scratched the back of her head, smiled cooperatively with him, got up from the ground and bowed, "Thank you, thank you."

——It was so stupid that Ghost Lantern wanted to give him another blow with a mace.

Ghost Lantern touched his mace, stared at my wife Shanyi's silly face for a few seconds, and let him go for the sake of urgent business, then turned his head and said to Erye Ting: "Sorry, I We have to go one step ahead. Shanyi, send this guest to the gate of hell."

Before my wife Shanyi could answer, Ghost Lantern had already walked towards the headquarters of the Ministry of Supervision, leaving my wife Shanyi with the words "Don't follow me" written on her back.

"Okay..." My wife Shanyi shrank her neck in fright from the aura of the ghost lamp, looked at Erye Tingming, and was blinded by Erye Tingming's good appearance, subconsciously backed away from the beauty for a while From a safe distance, said weakly: "I will take you to the gate of hell."

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh In the end, the man who was disliked by the yellow-faced woman Ruanfan wanted to divorce him...

Just thinking about such a miserable possibility, my wife Shanyi is about to crouch in a corner and cry.

Erye Tingming doesn't have the ability to read minds, and with his understanding of human hearts, he can't figure out the teenage thoughts in my wife Shanyi's head, so he can only follow my wife Shanyi silently all the way, seeing that his mind is not right. On the contrary, I opened my mouth to remind: "Did you go wrong?"

He remembered that it wasn't this way when he came here, and the environment became more and more bustling and bustling like a tourist area, and it didn't look like the direction leading to the gate of hell.

"Ah?" My wife Shanyi blinked her eyes, looked around dully and then suddenly came back to her senses, "Ah, sorry, sorry! This way! This is the right way!"

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, just walk slowly." Erye Tingming said, and pointed to the commercial street not far away, "Can I go to the bookstore over there?"

I haven’t seen the bookstore in heaven, so it’s good to see if there are any new books in the bookstore in hell, and although the books you have eaten once can’t absorb energy repeatedly, it doesn’t affect the delicious and attractive aroma of those books, just like driving on the road. In the freshly baked bakery next door, the smell of baked bread makes people want to move from afar.

My wife Shanyi, who led the wrong way, naturally had no reason to reject Erye Tingming. While sighing in her heart and doing something wrong again, she really daba daba daba, and followed Erye Tingming into the bookstore.

Seeing Erye Tingming go straight to the new book section with great interest to start shopping, my wife Shanyi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you like reading?"

"Well, I opened a bookstore in this life." Erye Tingming was in a good mood, and dug up two books that smelled good in the new book section.

My wife Shanyi looked at the books in his hand, and also recommended: "These two books are very good-looking, especially "First Love", which is written in an interesting way and the description of feelings is super sweet, so let me be the first It’s the same as the first time I saw Nezuko sister, the whole world has become soft and shiny, and it’s full of little stars.”

My wife Shanyi recommended a ghost writer. Erye Tingming had never heard of this name in this world. He might have bought a book by this writer when he sold out the bookstore last time. , It is not clear which book is which one is eaten.

Erye Tingming bought the two new books, and when he checked out, he found that my wife Shanyi was also holding a few books, so he asked, "Do you like reading?"

"I don't know if I like it or not." My wife Shanyi said, "Some books are very interesting and I will finish them, but I can't read books like the ones read by the lord. I borrowed a book before. I fell asleep within two pages of going back.”

He said with a sigh, "I think it's mainly because I wrote too much to commemorate my friends before I died, and I felt that I couldn't write too badly, so I forced myself to read a lot of books, unconsciously forming a habit Alright."

Speaking of the works I wrote a few years before my death, my wife Shanyi felt a little nostalgic, "I don't know if the things I wrote are still there, but it has been so many years with that manuscript..." He laughed twice, " But then again, I didn’t go to school, so I just wrote my own nonsense, so it’s better not to let more people see it.”

Erye Tingming patted him on the shoulder, "Treasures that are truly created with painstaking efforts will not be buried. The world will help you keep them until the time when they can shine."

My wife Shanyi blushed a little at his solemn tone, waved her hands repeatedly and said, "Wh, what a treasure, it's just a story I scribbled. After I died, it was probably taken to the warehouse by that brat in my family." , that kid gets a headache every time he reads the book, he knows every day that he wants to be a swordsman, and he was laughed at by the little girl next door..."

As my wife Shanyi was talking, she suddenly panicked, "There are no ghosts in this world anymore. You said that my grandson and great-grandson saw what I wrote, and would they also treat me as that, that second-year-old disease and make fun of me? I He is obviously a powerful and serious handsome grandpa, image! My image will be ruined!"

My wife Shanyi imagined that her lovely grandson, whom she had no chance to meet, complained to her friends about his second-year illness because the grandfather was dying and wanted to write stories about killing ghosts.

After more than a hundred years of death, my wife Shanyi finally realized it later. She recalled how forgetful she was when she was old. Why can’t she remember the voices and smiles of her friends? A text that cannot be read carefully with true feelings.

Especially when they are all dead, everyone reunited in hell and reached a different kind of HE, and then look back at the writing process of my sad spring and autumn to the point of holding Nidouzi and crying bitterly...

Sure enough, [Destroy Diary/Chat History/Browsing History/Search History and Empty Folder] in the must-do list before death makes sense!

Now my wife Shanyi really wants to apply for an exchange with Ji Guoyuan and his group to go out on missions in the present world, and sneak into the former residence to destroy the QAQ that he wrote with mental decline before his death.

"It doesn't matter, there is still a chance." Erye Tingming took the book he bought, and actively advised my wife Shanyi, "During the Obon Festival, the dead can go to the present world, please go ask the ghost lamp Your descendants can just have a dream."

My wife Shanyi's eyes lit up, "Yes! This way I can still see my grandson, alas, I died too early and didn't wait for my son to get married. I only saw the appearance of my little grandson when he was just born in the glass mirror. I don't know if he can recognize me."

"By the way, do you think it would be better for me to have a dream with sister Nezuko? That kid met Nezuko when she was a child. Sister Mizuko is as beautiful when she is old as when she was young. He will definitely recognize it at a glance. In this way, if I say that I am a grandfather, he will not doubt it."

My wife Shanyi touched her smooth, delicate and wrinkle-free face, and worried about what to do if such a young and handsome grandpa and grandson refused to recognize her. When Yuan saw the gate of hell, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky to be finally freed.

"If I'm free, I can visit your previous home." Erye Tingming said, he didn't smell the beet smell from my wife Shanyi, and he didn't have much hope for the quality of the works he wrote, just He was babbled all the way to the point that he was brainwashed and wanted to see what my wife Shanyi had written.

Just like sometimes you know that a show is bad, but you still can't help but click on it, wanting to see how bad it can be.

My wife Shanyi didn't know that Erye Tingming was planning to peek at her diary, and thanked Erye Tingming with a face of emotion, and reported her address in detail to Erye Tingming. Several yards and drainage ditches are clearly stated, I'm afraid that Erye Tingming can't find the place.

Erye Tingming took down the address that my wife Shanyi said, and paused for a while at the location——Tokyo...

Speaking of which, is the Red King selected by Dresden Slate recently not in stable condition and about to be replaced?Erye Tingming remembers that the current Red King is a man named "Kagu Tou Xuanshi". The clan "Purgatory House" has a fierce style and follows the law of the jungle. The world is famous.

The change of many violent kings in a clan must be a big deal. The change of old and new means that the power in Tokyo will be turbulent again.Erye Tingming ran casually to Tokyo at this critical moment, and he would be beaten by Dresden Slate as a digger.

So it's better to go after a while, when the Dresden stone slabs are collected and the kings settle down, there are more recent things, and non-essential schedules can be put in the back row.

Erye Tingming thought about it, postponed his plan to visit my wife's house, and sent a message to Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie while walking towards the bookstore.

After returning from hell to the present world, as soon as the mobile phone signal was restored, he received a message from Oda Sakunosuke, telling him that the investigators sent by hell had arrived at the bookstore. Since this incident is closely related to the magic world, Gojo Satoru and Xia You As a witness to the astral body incident, Jiejie had to be present to leave a transcript anyway, which would be used as a sentencing reference for Tian Yuan when he judged the sentence.

Erye Tingming: [Last time about your Lord Tianyuan, you have some clues, come to the bookstore to gather as soon as possible. 】

Less than two seconds after the message was sent, the reply was sent to his mobile phone.

Gojo Satoru; [immediately~]

Xia Youjie: [Sorry, Wu and I are on a mission, and we will arrive at the bookstore in the afternoon.We will bring dinner there, the special grilled eel here is very delicious, please be sure to enjoy it -v-]

Erye Tingming calculated the number of people, and replied: 【In addition, there are nine of you, bring more. 】

Then he thought of Gojo Wu's feline character who wanted to tease everything he saw, and added another one to Xia Youjie: [Over there is the jailer of hell, if you don't want Wujo Wu to go to hell, watch him and stop talking nonsense. 】