The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Like a baby bird will one day fly from the nest,

That child, sooner or later, will escape from your wings, Mr. Ghost Lantern.

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hell

Just when a certain red-haired ghost girl was blown off by ghost horns, her whole body faded and turned into a plaster statue,

Huang Quan, the black-haired ghost and god assistant officer in the Fifth Yan Mo Temple, paused with the nib of the pen writing the trial clause.

"Ghost Lamp Lord?"

King Yan Mo, who was at the head of the trial seat, looked at his assistant officer suspiciously.

It's really rare for Ghost Lantern Lord to lose his mind at work.

"No, it's nothing, please continue, Your Majesty."

The black-haired ghost and god assistant officer restrained his mind, nodded to King Yan Mo, and motioned for the next trial of the dead.

King Yan Mo's stern scolding fell from the judgment seat and echoed in the wide hall.

The dead knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, or refusing to admit it, and continued to argue until the evil deeds of the latter were clearly reflected in the pure glass mirror, and they sat down on the ground dejectedly and admitted offense.

Everything seems to be the same as usual, but Ghost Lantern knows that this moment has come——

The moment to bid farewell to the third son.

****

Although King Yan Mo has been teasing, the third son is like a replica of the ghost lamp.

Maybe it was the ghost lamp's illegitimate daughter left in this world at a certain time, but they all knew in their hearts that the red-haired girl was just a temporary exception.

As a combination of human beings and ghost fires, Sanzi and ghost lamps are fundamentally different.

It is said that hell is a place full of resentment, but the third son who was killed by the villagers was not because of resentment, but was possessed by will-o'-the-wisps and became a ghost clan.

She's just naive and thinks she should be a 'ghost'.

——"Red ghost, look, the red ghost has appeared again!"

Regardless of whether it is an adult or a child in the village, they all call Sanzi this way.

Over time, the red-haired girl who never knew her own life experience, naturally believed that she was a 'ghost', and one day, she should go to the place that really belonged to her.

"Hey, little girl, do you hate the villagers who killed you?"

On the first day the third son went to the reception department, the executive officer of the previous generation of ghosts stood at the door, blocking the red-haired girl.

He bent down and looked down at the third son, his eyes fell without a trace of emotion, and the red-haired girl's expressionless face was reflected in the blue eyes.

The former ghost officer was a tall, unsmiling dog man, ahem, a dog man.

With a ferocious expression that can stop children from crying in the middle of the night, I don't know how many stubborn and troublesome dead people have been successfully brought back.

Compared with him, Sanzi, who was not even knee high, was like a baby who just learned to walk.

The red-haired girl was not intimidated, however.

She skillfully held the half-human mace, looked up at the former executive officer for a while, and then answered crisply,

"I don't know! They are not important now, Sanzi, I want to beat them up too, tie them up and throw them into the mud pot for soup!"

The former ghost messenger executive: "..."

Very well, the rumors in the market are indeed true.

This child has really grown into a VER.2 version of a certain assistant officer.

The former executive officer stood by, watching the two ghosts, one big and one small, saying goodbye without saying a word.

It's like a parent sending their daughter to kindergarten for the first time.

The unkind Shaking S Assistant Officer carefully adjusted the red-haired girl's hood, and was short, and pressed his big palm on the third son's head, then gently pushed the child's back, motioning for her to follow Go up next to the female ghost messenger.

The little red-haired girl took two steps forward with her strength, and after a while, she suddenly turned back and ran back in front of the ghost lamp.

She grabbed the assistant officer's sleeve and stood on tiptoe, with a 'click', kissed Ghost Lantern's chin.

"Grandpa Yan Mo said, say goodbye before going out."

"—I'm going out, Dad."

Tsk, Your Majesty is really nosy.

The black-haired assistant silently clicked his tongue in his heart, but he still opened his arms as he said, and completed today's father-daughter sticking ceremony with the little red-haired girl.

When the third son walked away holding the hand of the female ghost messenger, Gui Deng stood up and turned around with milk-smelling saliva on his face.

Then he met the former executive officer with a black dog face crying like a dog.

"Wooooooow, the cub really doesn't remember Uncle Dog! Wooooooooow."

The ferocious black wolfhound cried and took out his handkerchief, frantically rubbing his nose.

This pitiful appearance as if the sky was falling, even the ghost lamp couldn't help being silent for a moment, and said,

"If you want to recognize each other, it's better to call the third son's name at first."

Who insisted on taking a bath and blow-drying hair early in the morning, and then showing off the executive majesty to the children?

You see, it has been punished.

The wolfhound executive suddenly raised his head from his handkerchief, vowing to defend his dignity to the death,

"Shut up! Uncle Dog is a proud stray dog! How could it be possible for a..."

"A human cub domesticated woo-woo--"

... Is your current appearance different from being domesticated?

The ghost and god assistant officer silently slandered in his heart.

But out of love for "little animals", he decided that it would be better not to poke a big dog, because his self-esteem was at stake.

"What do you see? Can you 'receive'?"

The black-haired assistant officer asked suddenly.

Wang Wuwu's crying stopped suddenly.

The black wolfhound raised his head, the weeping expression on his face had long been put away, and his blue pupils were indifferent and cold, which belonged to the eyes of the ghost officer.

"Half confused, half resentful, the cub doesn't even know the meaning of 'hate'."

The wolf dog executive said, "Don't talk about passing away, it is a miracle that she can become a ghost."

But even if he became a ghost, he was still an incomplete half-bad.

That pitifully small ghost horn is proof.

"yes."

The ghost lamp didn't seem surprised, but nodded to the wolfhound executive,

"Then, the child will entrust you with his work."

As for the 'half' problem, he will find a way to solve it.

Hmph, needless to say, Uncle Dog knows about this kind of thing.

But Lord Ghost Lamp——

The black wolfhound watched the back of the assistant officer walking away for a long time, but out of some selfishness towards the cub, he still didn't speak out the reminder in his heart.

Forget it, parting in hell is not uncommon anyway.

Just like the baby bird will fly away from the nest one day, the child will also leave the adult's wings sooner or later.

Lord Ghost Lantern has been an assistant officer for so long, this truth must be clearer than Uncle Dog.

The most important thing now is the cub hehehe...

Cough, no, how to train a newcomer to become a qualified ghost messenger!

The wolfhound executive stuck out his tongue and smirked for a moment, as if he had come to his senses, he suddenly put away the 'erha' expression that didn't fit his prestige.

Of course, on the next day, when a wolf dog executive received the rice ball prepared by the red-haired girl on the table, and when he saw the title of 'Dahei' marked on the note, he burst into tears again. Ha, that's another story.

****

There is one thing that Ghost Lantern never told the third son.

Those hell-kindergarten brats were right—

She is not a ghost.

But neither humans nor the dead.

Just like the three-color ice cream that combines various flavors in the present world, different traces, under the wish of the red-haired girl to 'become a ghost', wonderfully achieve a balance among the three.

Therefore, it was not the wood spirit that led the girl to the underworld, but the ghost lamp that happened to be patrolling in this world.

At that time, the order in Huangquan had just been established, and everything was waiting to be done.

Not long after he took office as an assistant officer, Ghost Lamp, apart from dealing with piles of hell affairs, also spent a lot of time searching the world for available labor.

In the eyes of a Shaking S assistant officer, there are no useless trash, only talents who have not yet played a real role.

Tujini, the director of the greeting department, is the best example.

At that time, Tujini, the director of the welcoming department, was still a demon.

Because it is particularly good at distinguishing people who are about to die, it often hovers around the dying people, waiting to devour the leftover corpses and hearts of the dead.

Later, he became congenial with Daji, who fled to Japan from the Yin Shang Dynasty, and established a cooperative relationship.

As a result, over time, because of the women and the costumes of riding a fox, human beings recognized them as the Inari God Oyatsu, and a lot of conflicts broke out with the real Oka Yuhun at that time.

Ghost Lamp took this opportunity to propose a proposal——

Inari God continues to be the god of grain and harvest, and Dajini turns into the "angry face" of Inari God, acting as the ghost of hell, punishing ungrateful and blasphemous human beings, giving both grace and power.

Not only resolved the conflict, but also harvested a useful wage earner by the way, who can be called the golden headhunter in HR.

"Yes, jailer."

Unexpectedly, when the ghost lamp was about to leave, Tujini suddenly spoke and stopped him.

"Since you want to go back to hell, let's take this kid back too."

The blond-haired banshee backed away sideways, revealing the Nine-Tailed Fox behind her, or more precisely, it should be a red-haired girl sleeping soundly in Nine-Tails' tail.

Tujini reached out and picked up the seven-year-old red-haired girl, and stuffed it into the arms of the assistant officer.

"Daji is not under your control. This brat should belong to your hell, right? Take it back quickly, I'm tired of being a nanny."

The blond banshee waved her hand in disgust.

To be honest, it was purely accidental that I picked up this kid.

Originally, Tujini, who smelled the dying breath of the red-haired girl, thought it was a rare encounter with a delicious dinner.

She deliberately squatted beside the third son who was dying in the altar for a long time.

Finally, the child finally swallowed his last breath, but before he had time to take a bite, Tujini witnessed a "big death" and watched the girl's corpse merge with the will-o'-the-wisp and turned into a half-ghost family.

The young girl who has just become a ghost clan is stupid all day long, she doesn't know how to hunt, she only knows how to sleep.

If you leave it alone, it is estimated that it will be swallowed by other evil spirits in a few days.

—Forget it, it's none of her business anyway.

The blond banshee stared indifferently at the girl surrounded by hungry ghosts, then turned and left.

Then three seconds later, she stopped, clicked her tongue fiercely with a 'tsk', and returned the same way with an ugly face.

After finishing off a group of hungry ghosts, Tujini irritably picked up the sleeping ghost girl and shook it in the air as if venting her anger.

"Do you know the food reserves! From today onwards, you will be my food reserves!"

Tujini grabbed the girl's nose and said viciously.

Not only was the sleeping red-haired girl not woken up, but she subconsciously stretched out her little hand, grabbed the banshee's finger with long nails, and rubbed it against her cheek.

"It's so warm, grandma..."

Tujini: "... Tsk, who is your grandma! Brat!"

They said it was a food reserve, but Inari God came to the door, and the red-haired girl was fine, and she was replaced with a Nine-Tailed Fox version of the Simmons mattress.

Now that I think about it, it was probably because of this brat, the woman opposite who claimed to be Inari God didn't make a move at the beginning, but instead patiently discussed with them, the 'man-eating' monsters.

"This kid—"

The black-haired ghost assistant officer thought for a while, but without waking the sleeping girl, he carefully stretched out his hand and brushed aside the young ghost's bangs.

Sure enough, a small ghost horn came into his sight.

"It was found in an altar in a village. After death, it was possessed by a will-o'-the-wisp and turned into this, just like the one on your head."

The blond banshee said, pointing to the unicorn on Ghost Lamp's forehead,

"Maybe it's your illegitimate daughter, Jailer."

No, he doesn't have such a big illegitimate daughter.

Ghost Lamp thought silently.

Then accidentally, he became the cub's father.

"Time flies so fast, my lord assistant."

In the black rope hell, the woman hanging on the rope lowered her head, looking at the ghost lamp on the ground and said.

Her name is Zhizhishi, the adoptive mother of the third son during his lifetime, in other words, she is 'grandmother'.

Because she had committed crimes such as deception, theft, and killing during her lifetime, she was sentenced to the black rope hell, where she was strangled by a rope around her neck, then immersed in water and drowned.

When it was about to suffocate, it was fished out again, the rope was hung, and the strangulation process was repeated.

Just like the children she had dealt with in the village back then.

"If you appear here, it means that the plan has succeeded, and the [Vow Curse] has been lifted, right?"

"Haha, that's great. In this way, Gan is completely free."

Akechi laughed hoarsely.

plan.

Indeed, the people of hell have planned a lot of things.

From a very early age, they began to explore the hidden life experience of the third son.

After discovering that the red-haired girl was missing a piece except for one of the three souls, "Youjing", and her body was still cursed with a layer of "wish curse", Ghost Lantern knew that he had picked up a terrible trouble.

Or it should be said that there is an ambitious 'trouble' hidden in this world.

But this one doesn't belong in hell for now.

The focus is on Sanzi's problems.

"Some things, it's not easy for hell to intervene, and it's not easy for gods to intervene, but if there is a better opportunity—"

"...Huangba vomits?"

In the file room of the Jieyin Section, the black-haired assistant ghost and god touched his chin, looking at the words recorded on the scroll, lost in thought.

Decorative candlelight danced in the archives room, reflecting into the ghost lamp's long and narrow eyes. Under the bright light, the assistant officer's cold gray pupils shone with thinking light.

Soon, a huge and bizarre plan was formed in the mind of the ghost assistant officer.

Give it a try, anyway, it just increases the probability.

Whether they will really get married is another matter.

From that day on, the third son found that his soul-inducing missions in Yokohama suddenly increased.

However, since Yokohama itself is a city that has been hovering on the "Top 10 Troublesome Business Ranking List" all year round, the red-haired ghost girl didn't think much about it.

Then one day, she met a police cadet named Nakahara Chuya during the soul-guiding of a ghost flight.

****

Ghost Lantern always knew that the day of saying goodbye would come eventually.

But even with all the mental preparations, when it really comes, the assistant officer can't help but wonder if this moment has come too soon.

"Dad! Dad! Huh, look... I, my horn, horn!"

During the lunch break that day, a certain red-haired erratic girl rushed into the Snapdragon garden with an expression of heaven and earth falling apart.

The red-haired girl grabbed the old father's sleeve with one hand, pointed at her forehead tremblingly, her eyes were watery, like two uncooked poached eggs with sweet hearts.

"Hey, this fell quite smoothly."

Ghost Lantern observed the tip of the third son's empty forehead for a while, and added, "It's a bit like the egg custard steamed by Eggplant's mother."

"dad?!"

The red-haired girl opened her eyes wide in shock.

Is it time to talk about egg custard?

Her ghost horn, the symbol of the ghost clan, lost the dignity of the ghost clan!

It's not that the cub can grow back after changing its teeth... Woohoo, is she going to live with such a bald forehead in the future!

The third son held his face in tears without tears. The background was covered with dark clouds and the sky was thunderbolt. He was so sad that he couldn't help but gave another black-haired mafia two punches in his heart.

It's all Teacher Chuya's fault!

Said not to bite... wait?

The red-haired girl who was brainstorming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"...Wait! Dad, why did you know that Eggplant's mother made egg custard a few days ago?! You still have a tone of visiting?!"

Difficult, could it be that she will finally have a stepmother...

"it hurts!"

A big hand stretched out from the top of the head, and the ghost lamp mercilessly punched on the head of a red-haired ghost, shattering the strange little theater in the brain of his idiot daughter,

"Third son, don't make up strange things in your head, you are too rude to the eggplant's mother and father."

...Ah, yes, Eggplant has a father.

Still a very handsome uncle hazy car.

"sorry."

The third son lowered his head in shame, and apologized honestly, "I will also apologize to Eggplant in the future."

"—No! Dad, look at my horns first, horns!"

After apologizing, the red-haired girl finally got to the point.

In order to let the ghost assistant officer see more clearly, the third son simply reached out and stroked the bangs in front of his forehead, and eagerly asked the old father for help.

In fact, the situation looked not as bad as Sanzi imagined.

After the small ghost horns fell off, the place where the ghost horns originally grew did not leave a small hole like other ghosts. Instead, the skin surface was smooth and smooth, which looked no different from ordinary human girls.

That's right, without the ghost horn, the third son looks no different from an ordinary human girl.

The girl from the ghost clan who grabbed her sleeve and came back crying to complain had finally grown up.

Ghost Lantern stared at the red-haired girl, his eyes were very focused, as if this was the last time we met, he looked at the third son seriously, trying to imprint the girl's appearance in his mind.

"……dad?"

The third son's heart moved, and he suddenly stretched out his hand a little uneasily, and grabbed the cuff of the ghost assistant officer.

"Don't worry, the ghost horn problem will be resolved soon."

As the ghost lamp said, it was rare for the first time in the world to take the initiative to reach out its hand. The wide palm touched the back of the third son's head, and gently smoothed the girl's hair.

"Compared to this, third son, you came back just in time, and Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha wants to see you."

"Eh? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Sanzi was a little surprised.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Yan Mo Hall is the incarnation of "goodness" in the name of King Yan Mo.

Most of the time, he lives in the mountains. Occasionally, he accepts orders from King Yan Mo to go to the banks of the Santu River to help the children who passed away in the early years to reincarnate.

At this time, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should be in this world, so how could he think of coming to her?

"Is there something wrong with the group of dead children I brought back?"

The third son thought for a while, and could only think of this answer.

"Well, about this, you will know when you go."

After the black-haired assistant officer finished speaking, he put down the kettle for watering the snapdragons, and took out a small package from the side of the bucket and tied it to the mace.

After everything was ready, Ghost Lamp stretched out his palm to the third son, and touched the red-haired girl's head again.

He took the girl's hand as he did when we met for the first time, and said softly,

"Let's go, Sanzi, I'll take you there."