The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Sanzi has walked the road to Santuchuan many times, and he is so familiar that he can find the direction accurately even with his eyes closed.

But this time, Ghost Lantern said that he would take her there.

Sanzi instinctively felt something was wrong.

It's hard to tell what kind of premonition this is, but it's strange, in this situation, the red-haired girl inexplicably thought of those famous farewell scenes in modern TV dramas.

farewell?

Who sent who away?

The third son paused, turned his head to look at the assistant ghost and god, and stopped.

The ghost lamp holding the right hand of the red-haired girl stopped.

He didn't speak, but looked at the third son questioningly, his long and narrow gray eyes were unwavering, and his poker face was expressionless, and he looked the same as usual.

"What's wrong?" Ghost Lantern asked.

"……nothing."

The red-haired girl clenched the ghost assistant's broad palm, shook her head with a smile, and continued to follow her father's footsteps.

"Speaking of which, Dad, why did you suddenly take me to meet Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha?"

"It's not sudden," Ghost Lantern explained calmly,

"After you brought back the group of children who died in Noah's airship, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva mentioned to me, hoping to take you there."

"Noah's airship..."

Mentioning this, the third son remembered, "I don't know what happened to those children, have they all reincarnated smoothly?"

Ghost Lantern: "In their words, considering what happened during their lifetime, the king has arranged to go to another simple hell in advance. Now they either go to heaven, or they have become the new Kawara Ichiba."

The third son suddenly turned his head: "Eh?! Kawahara Ichiba? Those kids?!"

No wonder the red-haired ghost was so shocked.

After all, the third son's impression of them still stays in the appearance of nestling in the arms of their parents in this world and listening to a lullaby obediently before going to the underworld.

What happened in just half a month?Let them even change their personalities!

The three sons were greatly shocked.

"Well, to put it simply, it should be influenced by some 'role models'."

The assistant ghost and god glanced at a certain red-haired girl pointedly.

At first, the jailers in charge of Saiheyuan thought that they had ushered in a new group of 'bad boy monsters'.

After all there is—

'Complained about Jenga being boring and asked for a PSP'

'Because I wanted to be reincarnated so much, so I united with other children to 'revolt' kidnapped the jailer and threatened the assistant officer with poop' and other great deeds are in front of me,

They have long since lost the idea that children of this world are fragile.

But soon, the jailers discovered that they were still too naive.

Not only did these children not make trouble, they didn't even seem to have much interest in reincarnation.

Instead, I collected a batch of dead branches and leaves from nowhere, and tied them into maces.

Then when the ghost jailer came to overthrow the other children and finally stacked the building blocks, they jumped out collectively and imitated the ghost guard to carry out a "just counterattack".

Mouth still muttering 'look at my sentient beings willing to attack! ''But I refuse! ''You're wrong about two things, Codman! ' and other strange lines, and its heroic fighting posture, is highly respected and admired by other children.

If it wasn't for the ghost jailers reporting quickly, maybe they would have faced a small discipline church with a good style and strict discipline.

Still have the kind of 'leadership symbol'.

Third son: "..."

A certain red-haired ghost messenger with the supernatural power of 'All Beings Wish' silently raised his hand, covering his face in embarrassment and shame.

She seemed...as if she knew the reason why Earth Store Bodhisattva wanted to see her.

If you lead a child badly, you will be sanctioned by the child's patron saint!

"I know Dad, I will, I will apologize to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." The third son said while holding back his numb scalp.

No, it's okay.

At least not many people know.

The third son comforted himself silently in his heart, then when he looked up, he saw Tanggua and eggplant walking towards him.

"Oh, Lord Ghost Lantern, Lord Sanzi, what a coincidence, are you planning to go for a walk in Santuchuan too!"

Eggplant waved to the two of them and said excitedly,

"I heard that today there is a very powerful 'All Beings May Superman Hero Special Photo' on the Santu River... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Before Eggplant finished speaking, Tang Gua next to him covered his mouth.

"Shh! Eggplant! You are still there, third son!"

"Ah, yes, sorry sorry."

Eggplant scratched his head, turned his head and smiled nonchalantly at Sanzi,

"Don't worry, Mr. Third, just pretend you didn't hear what happened just now."

Third son: "..."

"No, I heard it!"

"What's going on with that special hero special shot!"

"Hey, it shouldn't be the kind where lucky audiences are randomly selected on the spot, and they go up to perform 'All beings may attack with justice' for the children! No, right?!"

"Uh, hahaha, when, of course not, hahahaha."

Tang Gua, who was questioned, silently turned his eyes away, with guilty conscience written all over his face.

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The appearance of tanggua and eggplant seems to be just the beginning, and soon, the third son discovered that the team going to Santuchuan gradually expanded.

"Ah, good afternoon, Sanzijiang."

"Sister Axiang, did you also go for a walk in Santuchuan?"

Ah Xiang smiled and nodded, and patted the red-haired girl's head: "Walking after meals is an important habit for ladies to keep in shape."

The third son looked suspiciously: "With a camera?"

Axiang smiled and looked away.

"Oh! Sanzijiang, what a coincidence." This is King Yan Mo with a small stool in his hand.

"It's so lively, everyone, is there any celebration?"

This is the animal trio of Xiaobai, Liu Linan and Kakisuke who came after hearing the news.

Along the way, the number of acquaintances kept increasing, and the third son even saw Dahei, the former executive officer of the ghost police, and Tujini, the director of the welcoming department.

If the third son still reacted at the beginning, she didn't care about it later.

Haha, isn't it just to perform 'All Beings May Superman' in public, and then die on the spot?

She is not afraid, hehehehe.

The red-haired ghost girl was surrounded by the crowd, listening to the lively conversation around her, her eyes lost the highlight of life, showing a calm expression of going with the wind.

At the same time, the premonition about "separation" in her heart was naturally dispelled by the random "special film".

However, the third son, who was immersed in the fear of his imminent death, didn't realize that whether it was King Yan Mo, Axiang, Eggplant or others...

Everyone in hell tacitly avoided staring at her for a long time.

When the red-haired girl turned her eyes away, they turned their eyes back to her again.

Miss Mustard even jumped into Sanzi's arms and rubbed the girl's cheek.

And other people who are not good at hiding their emotions are either really talking about the small theater of "All Beings May Superman", or they always walk in the line with their heads down, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

Santuchuan has arrived.

The third son, who was ready to lose face, rubbed his cheeks as if he was dead, and then he couldn't help being stunned when he looked up to Saiheyuan.

There was no set in front of her, and there were no dead children sitting in a row as she imagined, waiting to watch the "education special live-action drama".

Only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched her with a smile.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is the "good" side of the present Yama King, has a completely opposite short stature, with a red scarf given by the children around his neck.

He is leaning on a golden Zen stick in his hand and always has a friendly smile on his face.

Because of the characteristic of giving priority to helping vulnerable groups, it is quite popular among children and the elderly, and is known as the patron saint of children.

"This is--"

Sanzi stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The lively chatter and laughter around did not know when it completely quieted down, only the rushing sound of the river water could be heard.

The red-haired girl turned her head as if feeling something, and found that everyone in hell was standing behind her, a distance of one meter away, looking at her with smiles and blessings.

"you……"

The third son wanted to speak, but he felt the big palm holding his hand loosen.

"……dad?"

The red-haired girl spoke cautiously as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

The black-haired Assistant Ghost Officer did not speak.

He just bent down and carefully adjusted the third son's collar, and stroked the girl's hair just like when he was a child when he sent the third son to the ghost messenger for the first time for training.

Then, the assistant officer rested his big palm on the back of the red-haired ghost messenger, moved forward slightly, and spoke softly,

"Go, third son."

"Wait?! I don't understand, Dad?"

The omen that had been suppressed in his heart surged out again, and the third son followed the force behind him and took two steps in the direction of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

She wanted to turn around and grab the sleeve of the ghost lamp, but was stopped by the words of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva at the other end.

"Three son sauce."

The little Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked up.

It is obviously close to the appearance of a child, but the gaze carries the kindness and care for young children unique to the elders.

When he looked, there was the peaceful power in his eyes that even the most mischievous child would stop and listen to what the other person had to say.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at the third son and said softly,

"Third son, it's time for you to die."

****

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood at the entrance of the other side of the underworld, and once again raised his eyes to look in the direction where the third son left.

After the horns of a certain red-haired ghost fell off, Zhong Yuanzhong was punched twice by the third son who was crying angrily.

Afterwards, the latter planned to flash back to hell directly and ask the old father for help.

Out of a certain premonition, the moment Zhongyuan Zhongya's third son dodged, he grabbed the red-haired girl's wrist and followed them to Huangquan.

"Teacher Zhongye!" The third son frowned disapprovingly.

Although she is still angry with her lover, the red-haired girl still doesn't want Zhong Yuan Zhong to be beaten into small biscuits by her angry old father.

If you want to beat someone, of course it's up to her to do it herself!

A certain red-haired ghost girl thought rather defensively, from this point of view, she has the same personality as her old father.

The third son was just about to speak to send Zhongyuan Zhongya back to the present world, but the ocher-haired mafia reached out first, stroked the girl's cheek lightly, and said firmly,

"Don't worry, I won't follow in, I'll wait for you at the entrance."

The red-haired ghost messenger wanted to say something else, but under the persistent eyes of the ocher-haired mafia, he agreed to Zhongyuan Chuya's plan.

Anyway, it's the entrance to the Underworld, and with the Yatengu police and Oboroshas around, Mr. Chuya's safety shouldn't be a problem.

The third son walked away uneasy step by step.

【—Stop her! 】

【—Immediately, take her back to the present world! 】

When the gate of hell in the underworld slowly closed behind the third son, an early warning inspiration appeared in his mind clearly like this moment, urging him to reach out and lift the girl from the other side. one end of the

Zhong Yuan also moved his arm in his pocket.

However, at the next moment, the ghost horn that the red-haired ghost messenger dropped slipped past his fingertips, causing Nakahara Zhongya to stop again.

During the brief hesitation, the gate of hell was completely closed, and the figure of the third son disappeared from the sight of the red-haired mafia.

No, there will be no surprises.

This is hell, the real home of the third son.

There is no safer place in the world.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suppressed the unreasonable anxiety in his heart, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and slowly let out a breath from his lungs.

The pointer on the dial rotated minute by minute, and even in Zhongyuan Zhongye's feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. When he was about to reach the peak, the gossip of two passing cars came to his ears.

"Speaking of which, have you heard? That incident."

"What is it, another taxi attack?"

"No, it's about Yan Mo Hall."

The talking car rolled the whites of his eyes and weighed for a while, as if hesitating whether to talk about it or not.

But after going through a burst of extreme tension in my heart, I finally lost to the desire to confide in gossip,

"I heard from the jailers working in the Fifth Yanmo Hall that Lord Ghost Lantern and the others have been preparing some farewell ceremony for the past few days, and they also mentioned Lord Sanzi, passing away and so on."

"Ah? My lord, third son? Reborn?"

Another Oboro showed a puzzled look,

"Isn't the third son a ghost? How could he go to the reincarnation? Hey, you didn't drink too much yesterday and you haven't woken up yet."

"...Didn't I hear that?"

Oboro Che, who was questioned about drunk driving, blushed in embarrassment, thought for a while and said again,

"That's right, the third son's identity is obvious to all, and he's not half-human, half-ghost, and the ghost horns on his head haven't fallen off, it's impossible hahahaha——!"

Half human, half ghost, ghost horn...

Zhong Yuan, who knew the background of the red-haired girl, also shrank his pupils, and suddenly squeezed the pocket, the ghost horn that the third son had just landed not long ago.

The gossip obnoxious car was silent for a while, but he still spoke reluctantly,

"But having said that, hasn't the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is responsible for the reincarnation of children recently been in Yan Mo Hall?"

"Hey, you haven't finished yet, have you? The good-faced incarnation of King Yan Mo is not in the Yan Mo Hall, but it is still... huh?"

Oboroche, who was listening to the gossip, rolled his eyes angrily, and was about to laugh at the whims of his colleagues, when suddenly he felt his vision blur from the corner of his eyes, and a figure with brown hair and black clothes appeared in front of him.

"Oh, guest, do you want a ride?"

Oboroche greeted subconsciously, but soon realized that something was wrong.

The obscuring car monster looked suspiciously at Nakahara Chuya, and asked uncertainly: "Well, brother Zhefa, you are not human, are you?"

After all, this is the intersection of the world and the underworld, and it is not uncommon for people with strong inspiration to stray into it occasionally.

Not long ago, their group of hazy cars had received special training and equipped with equipment to distinguish between human beings and the dead.

"No, I'm a new exchange study jailer from EU Hell."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyelids expressionlessly, his cobalt blue pupils were frighteningly cold,

"Excuse me, take me to the Fifth Yama Hall, I'm in a hurry."

jailer?

The hazy car monster silently glanced at the two big characters 'Human' on the display screen of the instrument, then raised his eyes to the gravity blade that was about to poke into his eyeballs, and shuddered knowingly.

A bloody sentence flashed through my mind——

help! !Taxi hijacking is back—! !

****

At the same time, Santuchuan

The words of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha made the third son stunned: "What did you say? Rebirth?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva leaned on his Zen stick and walked up to the third son, as if he knew that the red-haired ghost messenger would show such an expression. He tapped his finger on the girl's smooth forehead,

"For a real ghost, the horns will not fall off, nor will they be small enough to be covered by bangs."

"Third son, you are actually more or less aware of your true identity."

Not humans, not ghosts, and not the complete dead.

It's like a tramp with nowhere to go, and through the disguise of his wish, he got a place in hell and dreamed a false but real dream.

Sanzi's eyes slowly turned red.

She didn't speak, and didn't dare to turn her head to look at everyone's expressions, but raised her hand silently, and pressed it on the forehead where the ghost horns had grown.

King Yan Mo, Dad, Sister Axiang...

Everyone in hell is very gentle and gentle.

It is precisely because of this that I am willing to pretend not to know and accompany her to 'play house'.

I shouldn't be unwilling, but, but——

"No one blames you, third son."

The top of the red-haired girl's head sank, and a wide palm was gently pressed on her head, with a familiar and reassuring temperature,

"It doesn't matter if you are a ghost or a dead person, what matters is your wish."

desire?

The third son raised his head, wanting to see the expression of the ghost assistant officer.

But misty tears blurred her vision.

The girl raised her hand and wiped her eyes with her sleeves, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were getting more and more wet, and she couldn't stop no matter what.

[What is your wish? 】

This question, the third son had asked countless dead people who were stranded in confusion, but now, it fell on the red-haired ghost messenger, waiting for the girl's answer.

The shedding of ghost horns is no accident.

This is just her consciousness, one step faster than herself, making a choice.

【"What is daddy? Will Gan have one too?"】

【"When I become a ghost, can I still have friends and a family?"】

--desire

In fact, from the very beginning, the wish of the red-haired girl has not changed.

The third son sucked his nose hard, wiping away the tears that kept gushing out of his eyes.

She heard Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva say to herself——

"Third son, now that you have unraveled your confusion and gained peace of mind, it is enough to end your current life."

"Do you want to reincarnate and become a human?"

"As a child, you will be reborn in a beautiful family. You will have parents who really love you, friends who grew up together, and all kinds of ridiculous youth and daily life."

"That is the daily life that should belong to you, but was taken away."

"Don't worry, no matter what you choose, the bond you formed will not be cut off. Everyone will look at you, waiting for the day you return to hell."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched the third son peacefully.

A light emerged from behind him, it was the complete opposite of the cold, howling hell, a warm and bright light,

"Third son, do you want to be reincarnated?"

The red-haired girl raised her head, her emerald eyes were as beautiful as jewels, and she quietly looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who stretched out her hand towards her.

The air on the bank of the Santu River became quiet, and it seemed that even the water of the river had lost its sound.

The third son looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and after a while, she smiled slightly.

The red-haired girl walked towards the reincarnated messenger, stretched out her hand and patted the open palm of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, and a big smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Thank you, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"However, I refuse."

The third son stretched out his right hand, and his five fingers formed claws to grab the air.

The golden ripples faded away like water patterns. The red-haired girl reached out, grabbed a black mace from inside, lifted it up and put it on her shoulder, and said loudly,

"I am the third son of the ghost clan, the daughter of the first assistant officer under the throne of Yan Mo, now and forever."

and so--

A silver-white bump bulged out between the girl's forehead.

At first it was just a small point, but in the next moment, it continued to grow and elongate, and finally turned into a silver-white pointed ghost horn, which grew brightly on the top of the third son's forehead.

Whether it is size or shape, it is no different from other ghosts.

The red-haired ghost girl turned around, and two ghosts with similar movements stood facing each other.

The third son looked up at the ghost assistant officer, puffed up his face and said seriously,

"Father, if you throw me out without authorization and give it to someone else's house, I will be angry!"

Ghost Lamp stared blankly at the third son for a while, as if it had been a century, and finally stretched out his palm and pressed on the top of the red-haired girl's head.

He turned his head and nodded apologetically to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva not far away,

"Well, that's the way it is. Please take care of my little girl's affairs."

"Haha, this is also a good choice."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled.

After he finished speaking, as if he had finally completed the task, he slightly relaxed his straight back.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva reached out his hand to dig into the wide monk's robe, took out something, exchanged glances with the silent people in hell opposite, and quickly raised the fireworks and cannons in his hand,

"Heh heh, let's get into today's real topic—"

"Third son—"

Everyone laughed and stepped forward, surrounded the red-haired girl, and all fired the fireworks in their hands,

"Congratulations, you are officially 600 years old, you are finally an adult—!"

"Coming-of-Age Day - Happy!"

The third son opened his eyes wide in shock: "Eh? Eh!!!!"

"So, so——just now—?"

"It's a surprise preparation for celebration!"

The third son pointed to the small package on the mace of the ghost lamp: "Then, dad, this luggage?"

"Oh, this one?"

Gui Deng took down the small cloth bag hanging on the mace, took out a bunch of wrapped bean paste balls from it, and handed it to the third son.

"It's just a coming-of-age gift for you."

Third son: "..."

The red-haired ghost girl held the ball with a dazed look on her face.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or calmly think about why her coming-of-age gift was only a bunch of bean paste balls so miserable.

Still no toppings!

The third son bitterly took a deep bite of the ball, and chewed vigorously.

At the same time, the atmosphere beside the Santu River hadn't been jubilant for a long time, and a louder noise came from far away from the direction of the Yan Mo Hall in the sky.

The middle is also mixed with the Yatengu policeman' put down the oborosha hostage! ''Don't do stupid things, brother! ' and other dissuasive voices.

Eh?what happened?Another taxi attack?

The red-haired ghost blinked suspiciously.

On the contrary, the ghost assistant officer next to her seemed to think of something, clicked his tongue with a 'tsk', and said with a dark face,

"Young people nowadays are frizzy."

... what frizz?

The third son raised his head with a puzzled expression, narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the Yatengu police gathered.

Is it her delusion?

The hijacked obscuring car seemed to rush towards them with tears streaming down its face, and there seemed to be a familiar red-haired figure standing beside the car...

Wait... ocher hair? !

The third son suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the figure in the sky and screamed in shock,

"—Teacher Zhong, Zhongye?!!!"

What about waiting for her at the entrance of the underworld? ? ? ?

Don't suddenly hold Oborosha hostage, embarrassing the Yatengu police! ! !

In the end, thanks to the operation of a red-haired mafia single-handedly entering the underworld, the whole hell knows——

The third son, the executive officer of the fifth Yan Mo hall, has a lover in this world.

The other party was not only a mafia, but also super brave, directly hijacked Oboroche, and singled out the jailers and Yatengu policemen in the entire Enma Hall.

Of course, it's not the coolest.

What's even more exciting is——

It is said that after the ocher-haired mafia released the hostages on the ground, he boldly walked up to the ghost-shaking assistant officer.

He grabbed the wrist of the red-haired ghost messenger and uttered the famous classic line——

"Mr. Ghost Lantern, please hand over the third son to me!"

Eh?Eh--! ! ! ! !

Third son: "..."

Everyone in hell watching: "..."

At that moment, the entire Yellow Springs became silent.

Only the assistant ghost and god slowly narrowed his long and narrow eyes, raised his black mace, and slammed it heavily on the ground,

"Huh? You're very courageous, kid."