The lover that gravity makes is wrong

hell

When the third son suddenly realized that he was opening the "Love Collection" provided by Xiao A, and seriously studying how to pursue friends, there were also two people who were not asleep in the back hall of the Fifth Yama Hall.

The little koala sent by Earl D brought them important evidence.

"You say, someone is looking for a gemstone that can grant any wish?"

The black-haired assistant ghost officer looked at the koala cub upon hearing this.

The candles decorated in the hall swayed in the assistant officer's long and narrow eyes. It was obviously the same calm tone as usual, but it made a certain brown-haired cub tremble behind, feeling a ghostly aura.

King Yan Mo had to remind: "Ghost Lantern Lord!"

Control your aura, Mr. Ghost Lantern, this is your favorite koala, be gentle!

Didn't you see that Amao was about to faint from your fright!

"I'm sorry." Ghost Lantern put away the oppressive feeling in his body, and pushed the Keluli dessert that had been prepared in front of the koala cub, as an apology,

"This idea of ​​wanting the other party to fall into Avici Hell is not aimed at you, please don't care about it."

Amao: "..."

Thanks, but it got more scared instead.

The koala cub raised its short forelimbs, wiped the cold sweat from its forehead, and continued,

"I don't know their identities, Lulu, but when I fled back to the Earl's shop, I heard a tall man reporting to the big man on the phone, Lulu."

"What kind of wish gems are mentioned, offering to the Lord, praying for new life, and other strange words."

To be honest, Amao was also at a loss for the sudden change.

Originally, it was nestling comfortably in the former owner's villa, eating the eucalyptus leaves enshrined by the excrement shovel officer, and enjoying the sunbathing in the countryside.

Aside from the fact that the former owner often blushes inexplicably at its fur, Amao is still very satisfied with his pet life.

However, this routine was ruthlessly broken in one afternoon.

A group of mercenaries armed with guns broke open the gate of the villa suddenly, and before the sharp beep of the alarm sounded, they were smashed to pieces.

They killed the terrified homeowner and set up the scene to look like a beast attack.

The other group carried the cage, ignored the safe in the house, and walked towards the greenhouse with a clear goal.

At that time, in the greenhouse, Amao, who was dozing off on the eucalyptus tree, woke up from his dream with a jerk.

Time to eat?

The brown-haired cub opened a pair of black bean eyes, and when he raised his head, he was caught off guard by a face with a scar that had been magnified several times, and the iron cage in his hand.

Amao: "..."

Great, the fresh afternoon tea is gone, and I am forced to start the story of 'Koala Run'.

A four-month-old animal cub has no advantage at all against a dozen or so burly men.

What's more, the other party is no more soft-hearted than a certain ocher later on. They seem to just want to capture them alive, and they don't care whether the cubs will be injured.

If it wasn't at a critical moment, when a violin with peeling paint suddenly fell from the wall, exposing the intruder at the corner, it might have been knocked unconscious by a sap and stuffed into the iron cage.

That violin seemed a little unusual.

As if it could sense the movement around it, it helped the little koala avoid ambushes again and again.

Finally, the koala cubs simply picked up the violin and ran away together.

That suspicious conversation was overheard when it was hiding in the trash can at the corner of the alley.

[Wish gem?my lord? 】

The little koala blinked the black beans, and lightly touched the body of the piano on his back with his paw,

[Hey, Violin, do you know what they are talking about? 】

It's a pity that the violin can't speak, and the only answers to it are the chilly night wind and the rotten leaves that cover it.

Amao felt that it should just be unlucky, and unfortunately encountered a group of poachers who were chasing after them.

After all, it's just an ordinary koala, without A Tian's illusion, and it's not some precious exotic beast, so it won't run into the rumored exorcist.

Until the little koala dragged his injured two front legs, straight legs similar to people, with a funny stance, a sliding shovel slipped between the legs of the pursuer, and successfully hid in the Earl's shop,

Only then did it realize that things were not as simple as it thought.

During this period of time, the pets sold in Earl D's store were hunted by unknown forces.

Burglary, burglary, robbery...

Homeowners who bought pets had different reasons for their sudden death at home.

The only thing in common is that the animals who fled back to the store all said that they heard dialogues such as "wish fulfilled, my lord".

Behind this siege is a planned organization.

But what is their purpose?

It can't be D's pet shop, which finally aroused the anger of some big boss and decided to eradicate it manually, right?

In the scent-filled pet store, the furry cubs gathered together and whispered curiously.

A white fox flicked its nine tails, gracefully jumped onto the sofa, and put its head on the lap of the black-haired young man.

"D?"

A deep and melodious voice came from the fox's throat, and the nine-tailed beast raised its eyelids, and looked at the young man with a pair of vertical pupils, like shining golden wheels.

Earl D came back to his senses, lowered his eyelashes, and gently scratched the Nine-Tailed Beast's chin with his slender fingers. There was no emotion other than calm on his bewitching face.

"It's just a bunch of idiots who go after 'wish'. After so many years, they haven't been able to clear their heads."

Wish gem?

Do they know that what they covet is Huang Quan?

But... Coincidentally, this is good news, and it's like selling Hell over there as a favor.

The young man with purple and golden pupils looked at the koala who was holding the violin, and smiled softly.

So half a month later, a certain unlucky koala cub stood in front of the Neon Hell, King Yan Mo and his assistants.

……

…………

King Yan Mo looked at Amao, who was led away by the director of the Buxi Department.

It wasn't until the backs of the two animal jailers completely disappeared that he turned his head to look at the assistant officer.

The face of Santa Claus, who has always been called "without majesty", seldom tensed up, revealing a rare power.

"What do you think, Ghost Lantern?"

Ghost Lamp did not speak.

He got up and walked to the file rack, took out three soul-inducing record reports from it, and put them on King Yan Mo's case.

"This is--"

King Yan Mo opened the file, and a string of familiar handwriting jumped into his eyes.

It is Sanzi's strokes.

These three soul-inducing reports correspond to the red-haired ghost girl who has undertaken three major missions in the past year.

【Flight SF864】

【Hyoto Kazun, The Wheel of Hope】

And not long ago, the just-concluded [New York Science and Technology Convention Center Space Vehicle]

"My lord, there is something that I have been very concerned about from the very beginning."

Under the desk, the black-haired ghost and god assistant officer stood by the side seat, standing tall, with a cold and calm expression. At first glance, it seemed that there was no difference from the usual reports.

But King Yan Mo, who has worked with the other party for hundreds of years, knows that his assistant is burning with anger.

What is really scary in the world is not the rage that frightens others, but the calmness that allows one to contemplate even anger under the calm.

There is one thing, the ghost lamp has noticed the abnormality from the very beginning.

Sanzi is not a character who is proud of his abilities.

It would be better to say that [All Beings Wish] is completely a burden to her.

In the past hundreds of years of soul-inducing work, the red-haired girl has solved the task beautifully. Although there are occasional times when she has to use her supernatural power, it will definitely not be as frequent as this year.

The skeptical assistant did not show it on the official surface, but privately began to study the report records of the third son.

"While I personally don't like the vagueness of 'assuming'—"

"But my lord, please assume here, if in the third dossier, little A didn't awaken people's hearts, but just carried out Tojo Rin's order as a qualified program, what would happen?"

What will happen?

King Yan Mo opened the third volume of the report, scanned the information between the lines, and quickly deduced another possibility——

"Sanzijiang will not meet Little A outside the exhibition hall. She will go directly to the Blue Whale to find 35 dead people, but is dragged away by the stubborn scientist."

"The artificial intelligence will cooperate with Rin Tojo to ignite the panic in the exhibition hall, prompting tourists to really start slaughtering the game."

And at this time, even if there is Yusaku Kudo or gravity on the scene, he still can't take care of himself.

Excellent reasoning can find the truth, and strong force can suppress chaos, but neither of them can control the panic and suspicion of people.

Not to mention, that gravity envoy might not necessarily stop it.

King Yan Mo's thoughts gradually became clearer, and his speaking speed became faster and faster.

"By the time Sanko-chan escaped from the Blue Whale and returned to the A2 exhibition hall, Tojo Rin had already—"

"The bomb has been detonated."

With a cold face, Gui Deng followed Yan Mo's words,

"At that time, there will be no one-hour countdown, and the aftermath of the explosion will affect the black Sorkin in Tojo Rin's body, directly bringing about a wider range of terrifying explosions."

"Half the West Coast of New York, and millions of unprepared citizens, will be implicated as planned."

What will the red-haired ghost girl do then?

The two of them knew the character of the third son very well, and they could come to a conclusion almost without thinking.

——She will use [All Beings Wish] again.

Numerous literary works in the present world have used human's "suspicion" and "mutual harm" as inspirations, thus giving birth to countless popular classics.

But at the same time, some people also saw the other side behind this——

[No matter how many centuries have passed, human beings will only burst out of amazing unity when facing disasters and surviving. 】

What will people think when they watch the explosion come?

What do townspeople think when they drag a loved one out of the rubble, put his head on his knees, and watch helplessly as they die?

What would the survivors think when they couldn't find the child in the fire and could only hug the child's clothes and cry bitterly?

--why me?

--Help?

——Or, find the culprit?

No, neither.

They only have one wish——

【Turn back time and bring the dead back to life. 】

"Back to life..."

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Yan Mo Dawang's forehead. Now, his face can no longer show any expressions other than horror.

"This kind of thing—"

"Ah, it can be done."

The black-haired assistant officer's voice was cold, and every word he uttered was extremely calm and extremely angry——

"As long as it is a wish, it can come true."

Even the wish of "turning back time and bringing the dead back to life", which completely destroys the iron law of the world and the underworld, can be called a disaster, and it can still be realized.

Everyone will benefit, but the cost of breaking the rules will be borne by one person.

【The Wish of All Beings with Different Powers】is such a disgusting thing.

"And worst of all—"

The ghost assistant officer opened his mouth, and slowly said the last sentence, "Ghost servants will not die, and we will definitely do our best to save her."

Until Sanzi's body recovers enough for the next 'work'.

The hall was extremely quiet, and the air almost condensed into ice.

King Yan Mo stared blankly at the ghost lamp for a long time, until the overhead light flashed with a 'beep' and made a crackling sound of electric current. King Yan Mo's body shook, as if he had been awakened, and a guess crossed his mind .

"These three soul-inducing tasks are 'upgrading' the third son?!"

From the [Realm] of Flight Ghost, to the [Corridor of Time and Space] of the Wheel of Hope, and finally to [Reverse Time, Bringing the Dead Back to Life] in the New York Science and Technology Exhibition Hall

This is a step-by-step 'upgrade'.

Someone is testing the bottom line of Sanzi's different abilities.

But who?

The supernatural ability of the red-haired girl is not a secret in hell, but there are not many people who know about it in this world, and everyone is under the surveillance of hell.

If there are still fish that slip through the net...

King Yan Mo thought of a candidate: "Ghost Lantern, San Zijiang's adoptive mother, did Ming Zhishi confess?"

"Although I spoke, unfortunately, I didn't get much valuable information."

Ghost Lantern's words made King Yan Mo a little frustrated, but then, he saw the black-haired assistant officer take out a report from his wide cuff as if he had prepared it, and handed it over.

"However, a lot of interesting things have been dug out."

"Combined with her confession and the image reflected by Jingliuli Mirror, Zhizhishi is an 'educator' deliberately arranged by some organization or religion to be next to the third son."

"I searched through the records of several religious dead at that time, and found a mysterious church."

It's a pity that it has been too long, and there are too few relevant records in the materials that Xiao A read in the record department.

That church practiced a complete 'secretism', and even the people in the church didn't know who other members were other than themselves.

The location of each gathering is mobile, with black cloths covering each other's heads.

The only thing that is certain is that the senior members of that church are all out-and-out 'lunatics'.

"Although the 'head' is hidden very deeply, there is almost no information about him."

"But it also just illustrates a problem."

The eyes that can escape hell for hundreds or thousands of years are not recorded in the record of judgment, which can only explain one thing.

Or, he never died.

Or, he's outside the jurisdiction of Neon Hell.

The flower planter has the records in the book of life and death, and it is impossible for him to fish in troubled waters. Then, there is only one possibility left——

"Calculating the time, Mammon has been back for a while, and the reply from EU Hell should have arrived."

"Your Majesty," the Ghost Assistant Officer raised his eyes and made a suggestion to the hell manager above.

"Instead of being beaten passively, it is better to take the initiative. We can prepare in advance."

"As for timing—"

Ghost Lantern stroked his chin, and said slowly, "Let's start with the upcoming 'Ulan Basin Festival'."

Yu Lan Festival, the time of the year when the boundary between the underworld and the real world is the most blurred, it is just a good time to find that kid and have a good talk.

*****

the present

After a few months, a familiar red head appeared again on the window sill of Zhongye Zhongye's apartment.

The red-haired girl who had consciously read "The Book of Love" and fully mastered all the skills, stretched out her hand confidently, and sent out her first date invitation to the Zhefa Mafia with confidence——

"Go to hell! Teacher Chuya!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...you say it again?"