The lover that gravity makes is wrong

There have always been various legends about the Wheel of Hope.

Among them, the one that is most talked about by the media is the president of Diai Group, Kazun Hyoudou. In just [-] days, he built a ship with a volume of more than three tons, compared with the platinum star, the Titanic. Heavy luxury cruise ship.

In one fell swoop, it was called "the miracle of God" by the media.

"A miracle of God? I'm afraid it's a borrowed miracle."

At that time, a certain three-colored cat that was far away from Yagi Fujiwara's house and had been eating for a long time gave a soft snort, and after a dive, it jumped off the TV cabinet with the opposite flexibility of its chubby body.

Then pretending to be inadvertent, with a snap, it just landed on an invitation letter with the badge of Diai Group printed on it, and accidentally tore the invitation letter into pieces with sharp cat claws.

Noble Natsume, who was carefully reviewing the precautions for cruise travel, had to face the tragedy of the invitation letter being destroyed by his own cat teacher when he turned around.

"...Mr. Cat! This is an invitation letter for a school trip! How can I get on the boat without it."

Natsume wanted to cry holding the pieces, "Ah, it's so rotten... I wonder if I can put it together with tape?"

Facing the boy's anxious expression, the chubby three-flowered cat licked its fur nonchalantly.

It walked up to the owner with its chest upright, and Mao Mao held his hand, squatted into a glutinous rice ball, and said without guilt,

"Give up, Natsume, if you really go to that cruise ship, you will really be 'on the road'."

"On the road?" A question mark appeared on Natsume Takashi's head.

Madara in the shape of a three-flowered cat glanced at the light-haired boy, his always funny eyes were fully opened, matching the three red dots at the corners of the eyes, showing the divinity and unpredictability unique to the big monster,

"To tell you the truth, the hidden problems on that cruise ship are not trivial. At the beginning, even the owner of that Chang family rejected the high-priced entrustment request of Diai Group."

"Natsume, only in the point of knowing the current affairs, you can always trust the master."

Natsume was stunned, and quickly realized: "Then the school trip... isn't everyone in danger?!"

"Don't worry, I bet you that within three days, the school will cancel this study trip by itself."

After all, those demon extermination masters occasionally do some personnel work.

Teacher Cat opened his mouth wide and yawned, and said lazily.

The result was really hit by the cat teacher.

At the morning meeting the next day, the school issued a notice announcing that the location of the school trip had been changed to the beach in Okinawa.

Amid the disappointed wailing of the classmates, only Natsume remained silent.

When school was over in the evening, the light-haired boy returned home, handed the bought Qitsujiya steamed buns to Sanhuamao, and asked slowly,

"Mr. Cat, what is hidden on that 'Wheel of Hope'?"

The three-flowered cat with a mouthful of sweet steamed buns was stunned, and he slowly turned his head to look at Natsume, with bean paste filling on the corner of his mouth.

"Natsume, have you heard of 'Gu'?"

The big monster Madara paused for a moment, then continued,

"It's a mysterious technique from a flower grower. To put it simply, it is to put many poisonous insects in a container to devour each other, and the last remaining immortal poisonous insect is called 'Gu'.

And that cruise ship is a huge vessel, and the most disgusting 'Gu King' is on it. "

"But the 'Gu King' was also afraid of being backlashed one day, so he found something."

"It can suppress hundreds of resentful spirits, making them dare not act rashly..."

Sanhuamao said, a pair of black cat pupils stared at Natsume without blinking, and asked softly,

"What do you think it will be?"

On the corridor in the courtyard of the back room, a person and a cat looked at each other quietly.

Under the steaming flower stand, the sound of summer cicadas keeps amplifying.

The setting sun shone on Sanhuamao's face, and for a moment, Natsume Takashi saw the dark stuffing at the corner of Mr. Cat's mouth as blood.

"Gudong."

The light-haired boy couldn't help but swallowed nervously.

Even though it was the hottest time of the day in midsummer, Natsume Takashi felt a layer of cold sweat break out on his back.

****

"I haven't lost yet! The old man hasn't lost yet!"

In the hidden storage room of the cruise ship, Hyoudou Kazuson walked unsteadily towards the deepest part of the storage room with his trembling walking stick.

There were rare and rare treasures that he had scavenged countless times in the past. After being carefully wiped by the owner, they were placed on the cabinet shelf, exuding the fragrance of money.

But at this moment, Hyoudou Kazun no longer cared about these things.

With a rough wave of his hand, he pushed down the shelf, and let the valuable collections fall on the floor like rubbish, broken into several pieces.

"Where...that thing, I remember in..."

Hyoudou Kazun swept away all the obstacles with his cane, his eyes wandered anxiously around, as if he was looking for something.

Finally his eyes fell on a huge painting.

It was an ordinary painting, and the only thing worthy of praise was the slender cane on the canvas, which was portrayed vividly by the artist, which was exactly the same as the one in Hyoudou Kazun's hand.

Hyoudou Kazun stepped forward ecstatically, swinging his cane towards the painting.

With a bang, the key mechanism was activated.

The huge painting fell down, revealing the hollow frame inside. Hyoudou Kazun reached out and took out a brown-red box from it.

If there is a businessman who is proficient in history and antiquities here, then he will be able to recognize at a glance that the material used for this box is none other than a rare tree species unique to an oriental country, huanghuali.

The huanghuali wooden box was only the size of an adult man's palm, but it was densely pasted with charms from different fields.

At the top is a piece of yellow talisman paper, on which a "town" seal was poorly drawn with cinnabar.

"found it--"

Hyoudou Kazuson grabbed the wooden box, a ferocious smile slowly appeared on his face.

A majestic and old voice rang in his ears

["President Hyoudou, you have to remember that it is a matter of harming the peace of heaven to take advantage of your own fate, not to mention, you are still burdened with countless karma, and if you do evil, you will definitely die The retribution will end, you go, Pindao can't help you."]

"Retribution? End?"

Hyoudou Kazun grinned, and sneered hoarsely, "I have lived to this age, and I don't believe in cause and effect."

So what if he didn't make a move in the field, and so what if the group of foreign Taoist priests didn't make a move. Didn't he find a way to survive in the end?

Yes, it is 'going to live'.

Since discovering that he has the ability to steal life force, Hyoudou Kazun has used the ability to do a lot of dirty things.

Deceiving, framing, killing...

With this ability, he climbed higher and higher, and finally founded Diai Group at the age of 45.

Next, it was supposed to be the moment to enjoy the fruits of victory, but perhaps it was a reincarnation of cause and effect, and the heavens will repay him. Hyoudou Kazun soon discovered that his body was aging rapidly at a speed that exceeded the normal number of times.

Along with it, there are also ailments that various medical technologies cannot alleviate.

How could this be? ? ?The power that was finally obtained, how could it be possible! ! ! !

Lying on the hospital bed, Hyoudou and Zun's eyes were tearing apart.

He looked sideways at his daughter and son who came to visit him, looked at their young and vigorous bodies, his eyes were jealous and sinister.

【——Since your life was given by the old man, it is only natural to give it back to the old man, right? 】

Hyoudou stared at his children like a poisonous snake, and smiled kindly.

Under the pretext of 'accompanying his lonely father and entertaining a game of gambling', Hyoudou Kazun quickly drained the life force of his children with supernatural powers, then stood up from the hospital bed and recovered his health for a short time.

But not enough, not enough!

The loss of vitality continued, and he had to think of a safe idea.

Thanks to the power in his hands, Hyoudou Kazun vaguely understands that there is another mysterious side in this world that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.

And after knowing the existence of hell, his panic reached its peak.

He thought he had found a way out, but he didn't expect that no matter how much money he would spend, what promises he would make.

Onmyojis, demon exorcisers, and even Taoists from another country, the first second they saw him, they all gave the answer "can't do anything".

Even the last one bluntly pointed out the secret that he deliberately hid.

But is there really no other way?

No, he Hyoudou Kazun never believed in fate.

Since the orthodox way is not going to work, isn't there another way?

Hyoudou Kazun inspected the casino under his name and thought of a way again.

——If the vitality of one person is not enough, what about ten people?What about twenty people?One hundred people!

There will always be enough.

Hyoudou Kazun, who had nightmares every day, was entangled by resentful spirits, thinking with gloomy eyes.

Then by accident, he found a ship of unknown origin.

Judging from the appearance and interior layout, it should be an old military-style cruise ship.

It came from nowhere. In the early hours of the morning, the sea area around the ship would be inexplicably thickened with thick fog. Occasionally, the shouts of killing the enemy and the sound of artillery shelling could be heard from afar.

Some people say that this is a ghost ship, and those who get on it must die.

But Hyoudou Kazun was in the cabin, and it was rare for him to have a good night's sleep.

In the dream, there is no entanglement of wronged souls, and there is no ringing of hell bells.

After waking up the next day, Hyoudou Kazun held the mast, raised his head and smiled for a long time.

He knew that his perfect refuge had been found.

It is said that money can turn ghosts. In this world, there are noble and mysterious people, and naturally there are also crappy magicians who are open to money.

But it doesn't matter, enough is enough.

With the continuous increase in money, Hyoudou Kazun finally found the law and key to the action of "Revenant on Board".

Even though I don't know who you are, and I can't become a Buddha anyway, those gangs of me, an elderly man, can be regarded as a merit, right?

Hyoudou Kazun touched the dragon-shaped jade jade found on the boat, and thought with a smile.

Afterwards, a group of high-priced hired boatmen came to the damaged ship and transformed it into a luxury cruise ship according to the owner's order.

The crappy magician didn't know what he saw, and after leaving behind a huanghuali wooden box for sealing, he disappeared with a confused expression.

Hyoudou Kazun, on the other hand, held the sealed token and carefully hid it in the cabin.

Then forty days later, a ship of hope named "God's Miracle" appeared on the sea.

It has become the "fairyland" that countless rich and desperate people yearn for.

*****

"Hahahaha, what kind of karma, what kind of cycle of heaven, it's bullshit! As long as you have this, as long as you have this!"

In the storage room of the cabin, Hyoudou Kazun twisted and laughed wildly while clutching the huanghuali wooden box.

At the same time, the resentful spirits of the survivors following the smell of flesh and blood finally found the hiding place of the culprit.

The solid cabin was knocked open by the wraith, and the hidden time bombs were activated one after another.

Amidst the loud rumbling noise, sand and gravel flew, and a large hole was opened in the ceiling above the storage room, revealing the high deck and the gradually darkening night sky.

Panting for breath, Hyoudou Kazun climbed out of the cave, and as soon as he stood up, he saw a group of resentful spirits of the survivors with only the whites of their eyes, covered in flesh and blood, howling and rushing towards him, so densely packed that they couldn't see their heads at a glance.

However, Hyoudou Kazun looked at them with a sneer, and uncharacteristically stood there without moving, as if he had already found support.

——Sure enough, but the wraiths stopped uncontrollably only half a meter away from Hyoudou Kazuson.

They retreated tremblingly as if they were afraid of the wooden box in each other's hands.

A vengeful spirit forcibly jumped on it, but was quickly bounced off by an invisible barrier, fell far away on the deck, and slid several meters away to be caught by a companion next to it.

【】【】——! ! !

The survivors don't understand, why!Why at this point, the beast still has something to restrain them.

The army of wraiths roared unwillingly, bent their sharp claws and rushed forward, and were bounced off one by one, falling to the ground with limbs twitching.

"Hmph ha ha ha ha ha ha --!!!"

Seeing this, Hyoudou Kazun almost uncontrollably opened his arms and laughed loudly,

"You group of lonely ghosts, when you are alive, you can only be trampled under your feet by the old man, and you want to turn over when you are dead? Daydreaming!!!"

"Wait, I will deal with you one by one in front of you, and those dog things that are possessed by you, hahahaha!"

Just when Hyoudou Kazun was laughing triumphantly, a light female voice floated down from the height behind him,

"So what, I'm sorry to interrupt your impromptu—"

"Who!"

Hyoudou Kazun raised his head in shock, and found two familiar figures standing on the high deck, looking down at him.

Under the gaze of the old man, they jumped from a high place, the heels of their shoes knocked on the deck, and they landed lightly with a crisp sound.

"Yo, President Hyoudou, we meet again."

The boy in the black coat raised his eyes, and the rising moonlight fell on him, illuminating the boy's ocher hair and cobalt blue pupils.

Central Plains... Zhongye.

Hyoudou Kazun trembled in horror, and then he saw a girl standing beside the PortMafia gravity user.

She was wearing a gravity-defying black coat, her long red hair was tied into a high ponytail, and she was holding a sharp black mace in her hand.

As if sensing the sight of her body, the red-haired girl turned her face away with a smile, tapped the mace in her left palm lightly, and then slammed it on the ground casually.

Clang.

The sharp mace made a heavy sound on the deck, piercing a hole in the wooden deck.

"Hi, Hyoudou is old and immortal, I won't say anything unnecessary,"

The third son spoke with a smile, a pair of beautiful emerald pupils bent into a kind crescent moon.

She raised her lips, revealing two cute little fangs, shining white and cold in the moonlight,

"In short, can you please pass over the red wooden box in your hand? Requisition from hell!"

The hell ghost messenger executive said with a smile.